3
'Damn it,' Rogue gasped as she ran down the corridor. Her alarm clock had failed to wake her and now she was late for her first lesson. She checked her timetable, and saw she had a combat class. She finally reached the door to what was known as the danger room (she really didn't want to know why it was called that, but she was about to find out), and opened it carefully.
'Come on in, chere, de lessons just started so you haven't missed much.' Rogue was shocked to see that her teacher was Remy LeBeau. He smiled briefly at her then turned back to the class.
'Now den, you may be wonderin' why y'all have to take combat classes. Well, when you t'ink about how you were all found, den you'll realise dat combat classes are essential for survival in de real world. Now, since dis be de first lesson for most of you, I'll take it easy on ya, but be warned, after dis lesson dey will get tougher.'
Many of the students looked nervously from side to side. Many of them weren't ready for combat, Remy thought, but two stood out. One was the young girl he had rescued two weeks ago; he remembered her name to be Rogue. The other one was another young girl, about Rogue's age. She had white hair, chocolate skin, and her eyes seemed to lack pupils most of the time. He knew she had control of the weather and could provide a good challenge.
'Alright den,' Gambit said, producing his bo-staff from his jacket pocket and extending it. 'I t'ink de first student to have a go at dis should be Rogue'. Rogue stumbled back at the mention of her name, but he felt that she could cope with what he was going to put her through. 'De rest of you wait on de sidelines. Activate trainin' program 3-7 delta'. The metal room melted away and was replaced by what looked like an old roman amphitheatre.
'Now don't worry chere. You can cope wit dis'. Suddenly a card appeared in his hand and started glowing. He threw it at Rogue and she dodged quickly, losing sight of him. She looked around and he was suddenly standing behind her. 'Keep an eye on your surroundings,' he said, swinging his bo-staff down. Rogue rolled away and kicked at his leg, knocking him off balance. He quickly launched himself into a back-flip, landing on his feet, just in time to see Rogue's fist heading for his face. He grabbed her wrist, spun round so they were back to back, and planted an elbow firmly into her back. Rogue cried out, and stumbled forward. She turned to see that Remy had not moved and was laughing slightly.
'Don't over extend you're reach, chere. It throws you off balance, and makes it easy for your opponent to strike back. Try to keep you're attacks focused and den dey won't be able t'find an opening. Alrighty, dat's enough. Next we'll have,' he looked as his list. 'Ororo Munroe'.
As Rogue walked towards the edge of the room, clutching her bruised back, she watched as the Munroe girl passed. Ororo walked with an air of confidence, as if she knew what she was doing. Rogue felt that this was just a front, and wanted to see what the girl was really like. She watched as she walked into the middle of the room, stared at Gambit, and the both took up fighting stances.
