Thanks for all the feed back everyone! I'm glad you like Molly-Grace, I was so worried nobody would lol. I do not own anything, except Molly-Grace. Enjoy!
Molly-Grace and Rogue boarded a train together and sat down. Both had their hoods on. They were smart. They knew Logan would come looking for Molly-Grace at least, if not both of them. The girls didn't talk. There was nothing to be said. What's done was done. There was no turning back for either of them now. They were sticking together from now on.
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John was on his way to Molly-Grace's room to go ask her if she wanted to go play some foosball. Bobby, his room mate, was moping around because the life sucker was gone and she stood him up. He didn't bother knocking and just walked in, maybe he'd be lucky and get to see her getting dressed or something. He smirked as he entered the room. What he would do to see that. Only everything, and everyone was gone. Did she hit the road with the Life sucker? She couldn't have, could she? They were tight friends, weren't they though? She didn't even say good bye, not that he cared or anything, but he would have liked to know that she was leaving.
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Logan entered the train. He took a whiff of the air. They were in here. He looked around. He spotted green and brown hooded jackets, brown hair slipping through each of their hoods. He sat down next to Rogue, she looked sadly at him. "What happened kid?" Logan asked Rogue. Molly-Grace opened her mouth to say something, but Logan shot her a look. "I'll deal with you later." Was all he said and she closed her mouth, knowing she was going to get an ear full later on.
"The professor's mad at me." Rogue said, looking out the window of the train. Molly-Grace sighed sadly and leaned back in her seat with her arms crossed. She was going to seriously hurt that Drake guy when they get back.
"Well, who told ya that?" Logan asked curious. The professor was far from mad about the incident that had happened. He didn't know where Rogue would get a stupid idea like that.
"A boy at school." Rogue said innocently to him. Molly-Grace huffed and rolled her eyes. Just thinking of the twerp made her pissed off. She wanted to knock his lights out so badly. "Ya think Ah should go back?" She asked, trying to see if she was understanding him right. Why else would he have come and not just dragged Molly-Grace off the train?
"I think you should follow your instincts." Logan said, watching his daughter across from him. She wasn't hurt that her dad was acting like Rogue's parent too her. Not at all. Besides, Rogue and her acted like sisters already anyways. The two were alike in so many ways. They acted like they've known each other for years, when it's only been a few days.
"The first boy Ah ever kissed, ended up in a coma for three weeks. Ah can still feel him inside my head, and it's the same with ya." Rogue said sadly, tears streaming down her face. Molly-Grace knew her dad wasn't good with crying girls. She would know, having been one when she scraped her knee for the first time. True, she just heals right after, but you still can feel the pain from it. She got up from her seat, and her dad switched seats with her. She hugged her friend once she sat back down.
"There are not many people that will understand what you're going through, but I think this guy Xavier is one of them. He seems to, generally want to help you, and that's a rare thing for people like us." Logan said, putting an awkward comforting hand on her knee. Rogue looked at him, then over at Molly-Grace. She smiled weakly and nodded.
"You're stuck with me babe, and I'm guessing my dad isn't going to let me run off somewhere anytime soon. So you're going to have to stay too." Molly-Grace said to her friend. Rogue giggled and nodded to her friend.
"Ya promise?" Rogue asked. She wasn't use to someone willing to stick by her side through the bad times like they would through the good. The train started moving slowly away from the station.
"What? Are you joking? Of course I promise." Molly-Grace giggled and hugged her friend again. The train came to a sudden halt, sending Molly-Grace forward in her seat. Logan caught her and sturdied her. Logan looked around as the lights started to flicker. He moved Molly-Grace in the seat next to him. He didn't want her in the way. Something was wrong here, really wrong. He stood up slowly, the girls stood up too and looked around. They watched in horror as the back of the train cart split open, a man floated inside. Logan looked at the two girls quickly before looking back at the man, he guessed was Magneto. Once Magneto's feet touched the ground. Logan's claws were out.
"You must be Wolverine." He said with a chuckle. He went to attack, but Magneto raised his hand and Logan froze. Molly-Grace watched in horror as her father was helpless. Logan's arms spread out side to side, his claws stretching farther and farther apart.
"No, let him go!" Molly-Grace screamed in fear. She knew her dad was in pain. Magneto chuckled and looked at the girls. Her dad was raised up, his claws still separating apart. "No! Stop it!" Molly-Grace screamed, she was about ready to burst out in tears.
"What do you . . . want . . . with me?" Logan said in pain. Rogue pulled a sobbing Molly-Grace down from her standing position. Magneto chuckled and shook his head.
"You?" He said with a chuckle. "My dear boy, who ever said I wanted you?" He said seriously. All three of them now knew that Logan wasn't the target. The girls were, more importantly Rogue, but both girls none the less. Logan looked down slowly at Molly-Grace, whom was looking frighteningly up at him, and Rogue, who looked just shocked and scared. He needed to protect them. He looked back at Magneto just before he was rammed into the other end of the train cart. Molly-Grace was already up and out of her seat, going for her father, and Rogue was not far behind her. Magneto revealed two darts and sent them toward the girls. Both girls got hit in the back of the neck by them. Two thuds were heard as they hit the ground.
