Sir Teek looked at the man who had called out, informing him that the prince would like to see the commoner.
Rogue still fought the grasp of the squire and the prince, but as she had fallen in this cavalrade's path her leg had broken. They weren't pleasant people, having threatened to run her over when they had first seen her.
"Alright wench, to the carriage." The man said, pulling her suddenly in the direction as the squire let go of her left arm. Rogue was forced forward and with instinct, moved her left leg forward.
With a loud hiss of pain she began to fall, her leg refusing to hold her weight. Teek, however, caught her before she hit the ground. He pulled her back up. "What's your problem? You lame?"
"No." Rogue hissed. "Mah leg's broken." She growled.
Teek lifted an eyebrow and looked around. "How did you manage that."
"None o' ya're business!"
Teek shook his head and supported her with one arm around her waist so he could move her toward the chariot. One of the footmen opened the door for him and he pushed her inside before turning around and leaving.
Rogue glared at the knight as the door closed. Knight? Tha only knights we have now days are celebrities. She thought coldy to herself. None of this is makin' sense! She turned then in her seat to see a younger looking man. Probably only a year or two older then herself. He had brown hair and eyes, both the same shade. His stature was a little over average, but not much compared to the men outside the carriage. He was looking at her curiously.
"What are you doing in my kingdom?" He questioned.
"Ya're the prince so it's not ya're kingdom yet." Rogue replied, remembering the words of his men.
The man's eyes narrowed. "As of the moment you are completely under my power, thus if I tell you this is my kingdom, you shall believe me." He replied firmly.
"Ah'm not under ya're power!" Rogue replied, her voice belligerent.
The prince looked ready to throw a fit. "I can have you killed!"
Rogue thrust her still bare hand at the prince's face but was surprised when he caught it. These people were trained to fight, she knew that, so of course they'd be able to stop her even with her above average skill. However, she hadn't expected this aristocrat to be that or near that of equal skill.
"What are you doing in my kingdom?" He said, this time more calmly. He didn't release her wrist however and Rogue knew he was much stronger then her, therefore it'd be futile to try and break free.
"Ah don't know! Ah just kahnd of ended up here." She growled.
"Where are you from?"
"Ah think Ah need a lawyer."
"A what?" The prince seemed suddenly confused.
"A lawyer!" Rogue repeated.
"What in Drabe's name is that?!" The prince demanded.
"Drabe?" Rogue questioned.
"You don't ask questions!"
"Ah just did…" Rogue pointed out.
"You're trying my patience." The prince said slowly and threateningly.
"Heh, good." Rogue stated simply.
The prince's eye twitched. "Do you want to get yourself killed?"
"Oh yes, that's exactly what Ah was hopin' would happen when Ah woke up this mornin'." Replied Rogue, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
The prince thrust Rogue's wrist back and she swayed slightly at the force, jarring her leg and she hissed in pain and grabbed it.
"You're leg hurting you?" The prince asked amused. He moved his hand toward her. "Here, let me help."
The tone of his voice told Rogue all she needed to know. He wasn't going to help, he was going to make it worse. Without moving her hands away though, she allowed him to touch it, allowed him to put his hands near hers so she could get at them quicker.
With a sudden jerk her hand grasped his. His eyes widened as he began to feel weak. He didn't understand it though, all she was doing was touching him.
Rogue clenched her eyes shut. These people, they didn't know of technology, didn't know of cars, or lamps, or even… plumbed toilets! No, they knew of power, and greed, and although they couldn't do it, they knew of magic. They believed in creatures of magic, not like mutants either. They had never heard of them.
"Sire?!"
Rogue's hand jerked away and the prince fell into a heap on the floor of the carraige. Sir Teek's eyes widened and he grabbed Rogue's arm and jerked her toward him. "What did you do to him?!"
Rogue cursed loudly as her leg protested of the movement. "Let go of me or Ah'll do it ta you too!" Rogue threatened.
The man's grip slackened. "What are you? Some kind of witch?!"
"If that's what ya want ta believe Ah am." Rogue sneered.
Teek suddenly laughed. "Let me tell you your options… witch. You either cooperate and come with us, or we'll leave you on this path here with a useless leg to rot. Trust me, you'll either get robbed and raped or be eaten by the animals." Teek threatened.
Rogue glared, but knew some of what he was saying was true. She'd be quite helpless out on that path. She relaxed in her spot and Teek came in to move the prince into an upright posistion on the seat. He then shook him trying to get him to wake up.
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The cavalrade had begun moving again, and had been moving throughout the night, their newest addition recentfully being pulled along. However, it wasn't long before another stranger appeared in their path. This one, however, was not impaired.
"Move out of the way or you will be trampeled!" One of the other knights called out to the man. He wore a blackish silver top that looked to be of hard material with tight-fitting black pants. His boots came up to his knees and over the outfit was a black cloak that hid his sides.
"You have an extra passanger with you. I want them." The man replied. The hood of the cloak was up making his face hard to see.
"We have no idea what you're talking about." Teek replied before anyone else could, an odd smirk on his face.
The figure's head turned to look specifically at him. "You lie, and I know it. Trust me, I am not one to be reckoned with. Hand the foreigner over."
"Hmm, let me think about that." Teek pretended to think. "No. We found her. Now go away before you get yourself killed."
The man pulled forth a broadsword and held it out. "You cannot kill me." The eyes behind the cloak glowed violet. "I am beyond your power."
Teek's eyes seemed to flash with fear ever so slightly. His cocky posture slackened. "Who are you?" His smirk was gone.
"You say it's a she? Well, hand her over. You have no business with her." The figure demanded, the glow fading.
Teek looked thoughtful. "What will you give us for her?"
There was a long silence. "You're lives."
Teek sighed. "I must talk with the prince, though I doubt he's just going to hand something of his right over." He dismounted.
"Then I shall take it from him."
By now the prince had had Rogue's wrists bound but he had shown no other form of hostility toward her besides his glares for fear of what else she might be able do to him.
A knock on the door broke the uncomfortable silence, and the rather feirce glaring war. "Why have we stopped?!" The prince barked.
Teek peered in and looked at Rogue for a long moment before turning to the prince. "There's a man in the way. He insists for us to hand her," He pointed at Rogue. "over."
Rogue smirked ever so slightly. Logan? Kurt? Scott? It had to be one of them.
"You can tell him that I'm not one to hand my possesions over."
"Ah'm not a possession!" Rogue growled, glaring daggers at the man. He ignored her.
"Sire, he seems to have powers. His eyes…"
Scott? It must be.
"What about them?" The prince snapped.
"They were glowing." Teek repleid.
Glowin'? What tha heck?
The prince stood up and got out of the carriage. "Think he's something powerful huh Sir Teek? Afraid?" He shook his head.
"No sir! Of course not." Teek replied quickly. Rogue smirked.
"Bring the girl." The prince snapped before heading to the head of the cavalrade. Sir Teek grabbed Rogue's arms and pulled her, quite brutally, out of the carriage. The movement sent pain searing up and down her leg and her eyes watered. She didn't bother to try to move as she tried to get the pain to stop, but Teek was practically dragging her, jarring her leg even more.
Finally the pain began to subside and Rogue found herself looking out at a tall man dressed in black. He was about Scott's size…
"I am Prince Carloff, is this what you want?" He questioned, gesturing at Rogue.
"If that is the foriegner, then yes." The man replied.
"Very well." Carloff replied. Rogue looked at him, Teek ded too.
"Sir-?"
"What do I get in return?"
The man's eyes flashed violet. That's not Scott… what in tha world is goin' on? An' why would he want meh…? Rogue looked down at her hands as they were feeling weird. They were covered in a violet glow. Her eyes widened and she followed the glow up to her arms and found her whole body was covered in it, now tainting her purple.
"What the-?" She heard Teek mutter before the glow became so bright she could see nothing else. This didn't last long though, and when she could see again, Sir Teek wasn't holding her up, the man with the violet eyes was.
"Nothing." He replied simply to Carloff.
Rogue glanced at the prince. His face was turning red with rage. "Get them!" He yelled, pointing at the two.
"Come on!" The man said to Rogue, pulling her suddenly off the path.
"Wait!" Rogue yelled out, trying to warn him of her bad leg. Not even hesitating to ask though, he lifted her up entirely and took off, the prince's guards at the unknown man's heals.
.
He set her on the ground and knelt down by her leg. He pulled out a dagger and cut the ropes binding her wrists together and after rubbing them she used her hands to prop herself up.
The man had lost the prince's cronies and had finally stopped to rest and now was looking at her for an answer. "What's wrong with it?" He asked her, indicating her leg.
"What do ya want with me?!" Rogue demanded immediately.
"Is it broken?" He asked, reaching to it. Rogue slapped the hand away and grabbed him by the pendant that held his cloak around him. His hood fell back and before Rogue commented she studied his features. He had bright violet eyes with long black hair tied back behind his neck. His ears came to a point and he had several peircings in each. Handesome, but she couldn't think of that now.
"What do ya want with me?!" She demanded again, glaring at him. Her feirce green eyes met his patient violet ones.
"I wanted to keep you away from those people. They are only danger. Hopefully I can find your commrades, though after the bend I can no longer feel where they are, only where they came in from."
Rogue blinked. "What?"
The man took her hand and Rogue let go and he set it down by her side so she could use it to help support her as she tried to stay upright.
"First, your leg. It is broken, am I wrong?"
After a short silence Rogue shook her head. "No, ya're not wrong.". The man nodded then and put his hand over her leg but without touching it. "What are you-" His eyes glowed violet as it had done before but this time her whole body didn't glow violet. No, only her leg did, and slowly, the pain began to recede.
The glow from his eyes diminished and so did the one around her legs. The man fell back slightly so he was no longer just kneeling over her on his feet, his knees bent, but instead now was sitting on the ground.
"What… how?" Rogue asked, moving her leg experimentally. No pain.
"I can alter reality." He replied simply, though he looked weary.
Rogue's eyes widened slightly. "But that's Joe-"
"Joseph's power, I know."
Rogue seemed even more shocked. "How do ya know about Joseph?"
"I am Joseph. Or at least, here I am. In this world I am the Reality Bender, in that world he is, but we are one in the same basically. Here I am known as Shane instead of Joseph."
Rogue stared for a second. "World?"
"Yes. In the instant he sent you all here this world was created, yet he created it to be many century's old, thus it has been around for that long. So what was created in an instant in this day, really was created hundreds years before. I am much older then Joseph, yet in a sense, much younger. I felt him mess with the worlds, but you were all seperated by a force within this world. You were the closest to me, so I have come to collect you. All of you, and send you back before Joseph causes much more trouble."
Rogue shook her head, trying to take it all in. "So, ya're goin' ta send meh back then?"
Shane shook his head. "I cannot, I do not have the power. Joseph is much more powerful then me. Although I have been alive for many many years, he is the original power source, he is much stronger then me. It made me weary just healing your leg. To Joseph, that would have not impaired him in the slightest."
"Then… how're we gonna get back?" Rogue asked as Shane stood up.
Shane shook his head and held his hand out. "I do not know yet."
Rogue eyed the hand. "How do Ah know ya're tellin' meh tha truth?"
Shane's violet eyes boared into hers. "You're just going to have to trust me."
Rogue eyed the hand, then slowly took it, and he helped her up.
Alright, I have some sad news. For some of you at least. I am going to kind of lay this story off for a bit. I can't really remember where I was going with it, (: S) it's slowing down the updating of my other fics, and there's not too many people interested in this one. I am not completely giving up on this unless no one objects though the updates will take a while as I wait for motivation. Also, I'm going to be gone for about two weeks where I'll only probably get two hours (at most) at the computer per day. Sooo.... yeah. Sorry! Don't kill me!!!
Pixie Flyer- Yeah ummm…. Me very scared. I'm sure you want to kill me after my announcement too. . :dies before you get the chance to kill me:
