Well I'm back! I felt so bad about my last update time that I decided to post this chapter super quick. Again, thanks for all of the reviews! And don't act like you don't love the cliffhangers!
On a side note, when you get to the dress part, think about the dress from How to Lose A Guy In 10 Days, only green. You guys know what dress I am talkin' about.
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Previously on Testing Boundaries chapter 9: She quickly stood up and began to run out of the kitchen and head towards the stairs. Here she was flirting with Remy at four in the morning, and her BOYFRIEND was upstairs possibly being attacked. She pulled her borrowed psychic abilities to the forefront of her mind, and her fears were confirmed. She detected another mind in his room, and it was full of animalistic rage. She quickened her pace, the other two following right behind her. When she made it to his door, she didn't give a second thought when she kicked down his door. She did, however, have to take a second glance when she saw the sight before her.
Warren was naked.
Warren was naked in bed.
Warren was naked in bed with Kara.
Chapter 10
Tiger Troubles
She was SO not expecting to see the sight before her. When the other two caught up with her, they apparently hadn't expected to see it either.
For the first time in her life, Emma was speechless. She could do nothing but stand there with her mouth open. She slowly backed away, knowing that none of this was her business, but she didn't leave without making sure Warren knew how she felt about the situation. "Wow Warren. Pretty desperate, aren't we?" She turned her back to the guilty parties and left.
Rogue didn't know what to say. She had been so blind. Nice guy her ass! She said the first thing that came to her mind. "Fuck you both. You two deserve each other."
She turned on her heels and headed towards her room.
Warren called out after her. "Rogue wait!"
He quickly threw on his pants, and attempted to go after her.
Remy blocked his path and leaned against the doorframe. He took out a card, and lazily rolled it between his fingers, charging it in the process. "I would leave her alone if I were you."
In an attempt to intimidate the Cajun blocking his way, he spread his wings to their full extent.
"Move LeBeau, this has nothing to do with you!"
Remy laughed sarcastically. "You were caught fucking my girlfriend homme. I would say that it has something to do with me. Although, I can't say that I'm upset."
Kara wrapped the sheet around herself, and attempted to rush towards him. "It isn't what it looks like! She ruined my relationship, so I had to ruin hers! I did it to hurt her, not you Remy! You know how I feel about you!"
She began to cry, and Warren looked back in her direction. "You used me?"
She gave him a dirty look. "Do you honestly think that I would leave him for you?"
Remy was amused by the scene, but decided that he was becoming bored with the display. "Actually Kara, I planned on ending things with you earlier. This actually worked out way better. You two have fun." He turned and headed towards his room. He wanted to speak with Rogue, but knowing her, she probably wanted to be left alone right now.
Kara quickly put on her clothes, and chased after him. "Remy, you don't mean that, you love me!" She was becoming desperate.
He quickly tuned around, causing her to stop her chase and collide into his chest. "I used you. I have been using you from the beginning. My father thought he needed your father's help, but it turns out your daddy is about as useless as you are, so the deal is off. I don't love you, and I never have." He pretended to straighten out his duster, and gave her a bright smile. "Now if you'll excuse me, fuck off!" He whistled a tune as he headed towards his room.
Kara stood there in the hallway. Her breathing began to quicken, and she felt like she was going to pass out. He never loved her. He never loved her. He never loved her. Those words repeated over and over again in her head. She slowly made her way to her room. When she walked inside, she shut the door behind her and leaned against it.
She began to feel heat radiate within her chest. At first she thought that it was heartache, but soon discovered it was anger. Raw, unmanageable anger. This was all that whore's fault! If she never had come back to the mansion, everything would still be fine. Remy was lying. He didn't use her; he loved her! That home wrecking slut would pay!
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Rogue decided against teaching the next day. She wouldn't have been much use to Logan, not after the night she had. To be honest, she wasn't that upset that Warren had actually cheated on her. She was upset because she had trusted him, and he betrayed her. Was her judgment really that bad? And it was ten times worse because it was with Kara. It could have been anybody, but it had to be her. She hated that woman!
She rolled onto her back, and stared at the ceiling. The thought occurred to her that she hadn't exactly been angelic in their relationship either. She had kissed Remy at least twice, and if he had wanted her at the time, she would have dropped Warren in a heartbeat. But what she did was nothing compared to what he did! At least she thought so. Besides, she didn't care about Warren, why was she so upset? Remy was probably thrilled at the situation. He conveniently got to break up with Kara and prove that he was a better man than Warren.
She had been let down by so many people in her life, and she never expected him to be apart of that group. She knew that she didn't love him, but she was close with him. They had basically been official ever since she came back to the mansion. She felt betrayed in every single way. As she started to cry, she was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.
"Rogue, can I please talk to you?" The desperation that sounded in his voice was pathetic.
The man had some nerve.
"Go away asshole!"
"Rogue, I never meant to hurt you! It was an accident! I never meant it to go that far!"
She laughed sarcastically. "What, did you slip and fall in her VIGINA! Just leave me alone!"
"I understand you're pissed at me, but I actually do need to talk to you about our mission. My father called me today, and he has information on Mr. William Stuart."
That got her attention. She was going to get up to answer the door, but quickly changed her mind. "Good. Go tell Emma, Scott, or Logan. They will know what to do with the information."
"Rogue, I know what I did was wrong. It was the worst mistake I have ever made, and I'm sorry. I just needed to feel something…anything. I wasn't thinking clearly. Will you please let me in so we can talk?"
She was not even going to acknowledge that she could hear him. He could stand out there all night for all she cared. She heard him sigh on the other side of the door, and finally she could hear his footsteps carrying him away.
Her curiosity was getting the better of her. She wondered what kind of information he had received. There suddenly was another knock on her door.
She was really starting to get agitated. "I SAID FUCKING GO AWAY!"
"Um, what the hell?"
Rogue quickly got up at the sound of Kitty's voice. "Kit I'm sorry! You wouldn't believe the night that I had."
Kitty passed her. "Actually I can. Word spreads pretty fast in this mansion. So Warren and Kara? That's so gross. Are you ok?"
"I'm ok, I guess. I feel like I should be a little more upset then I am."
Kitty sat down. "I feel like this is all my fault. I practically forced you to date him."
Rogue couldn't help but laugh at her friend. "Kitty, don't be goofy." She took a deep breath before she continued. "Honestly, I originally agreed to go on that first date with Warren to make Remy jealous. I actually started to like Warren though. He seemed like a good guy. Guess I was wrong."
"I know you don't want to hear this, but just because he did what he did doesn't necessarily make him a bad guy, it just makes him shallow and weak."
Rogue raised her eyebrow at her friend. That was typical Kitty, always trying to see the rational side in every situation.
"And I can't believe Kara did that to Remy! What the hell was she thinking?"
Rogue debated whether or not she should tell her friend about Remy's dealings with Kara. She quickly decided against it. After all, he had confided in her, and the LAST thing she wanted to do was betray his trust.
Kitty continued to speak. "There is a reason why I came to talk to you today." The petite woman began to pick at her fingernails.
Rogue noticed her nervous habit. "What's wrong?"
Kitty lifted her head and smiled. "Nothing is wrong. Nothing at all. It's actually perfect." She lifted her left hand, and Rogue noticed a diamond ring placed on her ring finger.
Rogue looked at the ring, and lifted her eyes back up to Kitty's. "Oh my gosh, when did he ask you?"
Kitty blushed. "Last night. It was so picture-perfect and romantic. After everything we have been through, we realized that we never want to be apart ever again. I love him so much."
Kitty began to tear up at her own happiness. Rogue hugged her friend tightly. She released her embrace, and smiled warmly at her. Kitty wiped at her own tears. "We want to get married fairly soon, and I was wondering if you would be my maid of honor?"
Rogue felt a swell of emotion run throughout her body. She would never admit it to anyone, but she secretly loved weddings. Even when she was younger, she had a hidden stash of bridal magazines. Due to her mutation at the time, the idea of marriage was so unrealistic it was painful. Her little fantasies almost allowed her to have some hope and just feel normal. Now one of her best friends sat in front of her and was asking her to be apart of one of the most important days of her life. "Of course I will be. You don't even have to ask."
Kitty bounced with excitement. "Great! You do realize that means we have to go wedding dress shopping and stuff like that?" Here bright eyes quickly widened. "Oh my gosh! I need to tell Jean because she is going to be in it too. I need to tell her the news! I will chat with you later!"
And just like that, she was gone. Rogue was truly happy for Kitty. They had known each other ever since they were young teens. A tiny sadness suddenly overcame her. Everything was going to change. They all were grown adults now. Kitty would soon be married, and so would Jean. The married couples wouldn't live at the mansion forever. And sooner or later, they would want children. For some reason, she felt like she was getting left behind. She had always thought it would always be the same team together, but unfortunately that was going to change. It was inevitable. She knew change was good, but the idea of her friends moving away saddened her.
A psychic broadcast from Emma interrupted her thoughts.
All X-Men please assemble in the war room.
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Most of the members were already seated when she made her way into the war room. Warren looked at her desperately, almost begging her with his eyes to sit next to him. She turned up her nose and took a seat next to Jean and Scott.
Jean gave her a small smile. So did Scott. They both looked at her like she would break if they said the wrong thing. Word really did travel fast through the mansion. She was sure that even some of the older students had found out by now.
She looked around the room, and noticed the absence of a certain crimson-eyed mutant. She had been so caught up in her own emotions that she didn't even think about how he felt. She knew that he didn't give a shit about the shifter bitch, but come on! Catching her in bed with another man had to have done some damage to his ego, although that may not necessarily be a bad thing.
She also noticed that the psycho slut herself wasn't present.
Remy chose the moment to grace the room with his presence. He glanced around the room, and found that the only available spot was next to Warren. He opted to lean against the wall.
Emma cleared her throat, and Scott stood to go to the front of the room. He spoke first.
"We have called this meeting to discuss some new information that we were informed of recently. First off, you may notice the absence of one of your fellow team members. Kara apparently has decided to resign. We found her room empty this morning."
Rogue looked around the room, and noticed that everybody, even Logan, was trying to avoid making eye contact with her. They seemed to be avoiding eye contact with Remy as well.
"Also, thanks to Warren, we have gotten a huge lead on the Trask agent known as William Stuart. Emma, would you like to brief them?"
Emma fluttered her eyelashes in his direction. "Of course Scott. Anything you want from me, you need only to ask. And I mean anything." She slowly licked her lips.
Rogue shifted uncomfortably in her chair. Emma was her friend, but the woman could really push it sometimes. She glanced over in Jean's direction. Her face appeared to match the color of her hair.
Scott's mouth apparently wasn't working, and he appeared to be mute.
Emma continued. "We have obtained reliable information on Mr. Stuart. Apparently, he is a major funder and member of Trask Enterprises. Before, we couldn't trace any information on him. Trask apparently covers for their high rollers. He belongs in an elite group within Trask that consists mostly of filthy rich members, who consider themselves higher than all the rest. They all get together once a year, and throw a ball. Yes, you heard right. They actually throw a big, fancy ball. It's super exclusive, and it just gives them a chance to brag about their wealth and their common interest, which mostly consist of hating mutants. As long as one has enough money and agrees with their 'ethics', they can attend the social gathering. Of course, they do thorough background checks on all of their members."
She stopped a moment to allow questions to be asked. Rogue spoke up first. "So we found out nothing on Sinister yet? How does knowing they have a dance yearly help us at all?"
Emma smiled sweetly in her direction. "I am glad you asked. Every year this gathering takes place at a different members' elaborate home. They like to show off what they've got. It is just our luck that this year's ball will be held in a few weeks in no other then Mr. Stuart's big, fatty mansion."
Everyone seemed to speak at the same time. It wasn't hard for Bobby to speak louder than the others. "So it's simple. We bust in, crash the party, and get the information we need from him."
Emma looked at the man like he was covered in snot. "That is absurd. The area will be heavily guarded, and Trask has some very advanced weapons. If we just went in blind, it would be guaranteed that some of us could lose our lives. No, we need to go undercover for this one."
Scott chose to rejoin the briefing. "We will be creating two fake identities for two team members. The gathering consist of mostly men, but they also bring other…guests."
Emma finished for him. "It's a group of wealthy men. They almost always bring top dollar escorts as eye candy, and for other uses later. If we had two male team members join separately at the same time, it may cause some suspicion. We need two of you—"
Warren cut her off. "I'll do it! I am used to these kind of functions, and I know how to speak to these kind of people."
Rogue huffed out loud. He would volunteer for this.
Emma refused to address him, so Scott spoke up instead. "We did consider you for the mission, but your cover could be blown too easily. Not just because of your wings, but they know who your father is. They would be curious why you are apart of Trask, and he is not."
Rogue felt like this mission had been hers from the beginning. "I'll do it."
Remy raised his eyebrows in her direction. "You're gonna pose as an escort Chère?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "How hard can it be? I just put on way too much make up and wear almost nothing."
Emma interrupted. "Actually, most of the escorts are very beautiful, elegant women who are very educated. They serve the men a dual purpose. They have the looks and fit in with that particular society, but they also fulfill their sexual obligations later that night."
She looked Rogue up and down like she was picking out a cut of meat. "You actually would make a really good escort if you ever decided to change your profession. Most of the men in this room are projecting the thought of you naked right now. It appears they think highly of your form."
Rogue self-consciously wrapped her arms around herself.
Wolverine unsheathed his claws. "Maybe these will take their minds off of ya."
Emma let out a light laugh. "Anyway, I was hoping that you would volunteer, you have no obvious mutation, other than your hair, and that can be easily fixed. Plus your powers will be very handy. It would be fabulous if you absorbed some information out of his tiny brain."
Rogue had a sudden thought. "Don't get me wrong, I want this mission, but am I the best choice? You and Jean are telepaths…either one of you could play the part just as well as me."
"I actually thought of that. After introducing the idea to Mr. Summers, he quickly was against the idea. Which I told him was ridiculous—" Scott attempted to cut her off, but Emma silenced him with her hand. "Although I understand why. He can't go in himself because of his mutation, and he would blow the mission if he had the slightest feeling that something was going to go wrong and his fiancé was inside."
"I would do that for any member who was inside." Emma looked at Scott, and the two stared momentarily before she shook herself off and continued.
"Anyway, I am going to go in also. It isn't uncommon for these men to show up with at least two of these women, so we won't look out of the ordinary. Then we get the information from Mr. Stuart. We can give him a little 'encouragement', and he is bound to be attracted to at least one of us, most likely both."
"How would we get an opportunity to do that? You said yourself that the security was going to be crazy."
"Like all men, Stuart has a thing for attractive women."
Rogue scooted closer to the table. "But you said that we are supposed to be escorting someone else."
Emma laughed sarcastically. "That's even better. He is the kind of man that loves a challenge. Now all we have to do is pick out our client, and the choice is obvious. We need a thief just incase we can't get the information ourselves, and someone that can play a role." She turned to Gambit and smirked. "Gambit, I heard that your resume fits you for the position perfectly!"
Gambit returned the smirk. "You had me at the word 'escort'."
Warren immediately stood from his chair. "How is he better qualified than me? I don't know if any of you have noticed, but his eyes aren't exactly normal."
Rogue had the sudden impulse to defend Remy. She loved his eyes, and she would be damned if she let someone make him feel abnormal because of them.
Emma noticed het shift in position, and spoke up so things didn't get out of hand too quickly. "There is such a thing as colored contacts, unless you are opting to have a drastic wing removal surgery for our cause."
He slowly lowered back into his seat, and sent a threatening look to Remy, although Remy didn't seem to ruffled over the situation. Instead he turned his attention to Rogue, and suggestively winked in her direction.
Rogue looked at him and blushed as she tucked a loose hair behind her ear.
Scott witnessed the little interaction and spoke up. "Gambit, this isn't a joke. You have to pose as an actual member of their club." He turned his attention to Rogue. "And you have to play the part of an actual escort. You will have to display some…affection, and even stay in the same hotel room incase you are followed."
Rogue lifted her head. "I can do this. We have to get as much information that we can out of this guy. Don't worry, we can handle it."
Remy smirked in her direction. "Oh, we will handle it. I think this is the best mission yet. Don't play your part too good Chère, you might cause me to 'swoon'."
No one else understood their little inside joke.
She blushed even more, and sank lower in her seat. Warren caught sight of the whole interaction, and felt the swell of jealousy within his chest. She had never looked at him the way she looked at that scum LeBeau. Then it hit him. Was that man the reason she never showed him affection? His fist began to ball up at his sides.
Emma clasped her hands together. "Well it's settled then. We will all get our fake identity information tomorrow. You are all dismissed."
Rogue slowly rose from her seat. She wanted to make sure that Warren left the room before she did.
Remy walked up next to her. "So? How much do you charge? You look very expensive."
"That's right swamp rat. You couldn't afford me."
"If you need advice on a dress, I can help. Make sure you show lots of skin, on the front and the back. If you really wanted to play the part, it wouldn't hurt if you got a tattoo on your lower back. I love those. They are like little targets."
She got his dirty joke, and tried to hide her smile and replace it with a look of disgust. "Like I said, you won't get a chance to see it because you can't afford me." She flipped her hair and made sure she put an extra swing in her step as she walked away.
He grinned to himself at her little show. He called out after her. "For one night with you, I would make a deal with the devil."
She blushed and shook her head as she made her way to her room.
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The next few days seemed to fly by, and the weekend had finally arrived. Logan was gone on "business", so she had had an extremely busy week. The following Saturday would be the night they would go on their mission. She wasn't sure if she was more nervous about getting caught, or getting to touch all over Remy as much as she wanted. The idea of playing the part actually excited her. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself.
She had promised Emma that she would go shopping for a dress today. The mission was very formal, and she had absolutely nothing in her closet that was appropriate. As she was getting ready, she heard the sound of a motorcycle outside. When she peaked out her window, she saw Remy just leaving the mansion grounds. That was odd. He hadn't mentioned to her that he was leaving. Not that he had to check in with her or anything, but she was slightly disappointed that they hadn't spent more time together the past few days. She thought that with both of them single, he would have tried to at least ask her to do something, but nothing seemed to be happening. He was moving a little too slow for her taste. What if he never asked her and nothing was to become of them? She quickly pushed the negative thought out of her head, and continued to get ready.
A few hours later, she found herself at a high-end dress shop with Emma. The blonde haired woman must have come here often, because the sales associates were treating her like a queen. "Ms. Frost, we have a brand new collection that hasn't even been put on display yet. Would you and your friend like to view the new merchandise?"
Emma took a sip from her glass of champagne that was provided to them both. "Are they designer? We have to have top of the line look and material."
The dark headed associate eagerly shook her head. "Of course you do! I assure you that you will find something that pleases you."
They soon were in a separate room, which had rows of beautiful dresses lined against the wall. The associate hovered momentarily.
"That will be all Kelly. I will call you if we need you." The woman nodded her head, and closed the door behind her.
Rogue began to browse through the dresses. '"They sure kiss your butt here."
Emma snickered. "They should. I have spent a ridiculous amount of money here, and they get a huge commission. All I can see is dollar signs flashing when I peak into their minds."
"So what are you looking for?"
Emma shrugged her shoulders. "Something sexy, but not extremely whorish. I want something lighter colored—"
Rogue interrupted her. "Let me guess, like something white?"
"I was going to say ivory smart ass."
Rogue was going to retort, but a piece of material caught her eye. She released the dress from the others, and held it up to get a better view of it. It was a beautiful deep emerald color. It dipped slightly in the front, but the back is what got her attention. It swooped unbelievably low, and had a slight train. It was absolutely perfect.
Emma seemed to agree. "That is wonderful. It's exactly what I would have chosen."
Emma ended up picking out a champagne colored dress that had an extremely long slit on the side. Rogue was sure that if Emma turned a certain way, she would be giving someone a little peep show.
When they arrived home, she decided to get a little work out in. She changed her clothes, and headed downstairs to the gym. When she entered, the sight before her made her pulse quicken.
Remy was at the pull up bar. With each movement he made, his lean muscles would flex and pulse as if they had their own heartbeat. When he noticed her, he smiled in her direction and released his hold. He was covered in a thin film of sweat, and his hair lazily hung, slightly damp, by his jawline. As he came closer to her, she could hear that his breathing was slightly labored from the intense work out.
She opened her mouth to say something, but found that she couldn't find her words.
He sensed her pause, and gave her his signature cocky grin. "You like what you see?"
She reddened. Instead of acting defensively, she decided to step up to his advances.
"Actually, yes."
His look faltered, and she laughed. "You weren't expecting that, were you Cajun? I need to practice my escort skills. How am I supposed to do that with you getting all shy on me?"
"Oh, we can practice Chère." He quickly grabbed her waist and brought her closer. "As a matter of fact, we can get a lot more practice in if you want to take it to your bedroom."
She attempted to feign indifference to his proposition. "I don't know. I am kind of busy at the moment."
He licked his lips. "Trust me, I can give you a work out that you will never forget."
She slowly ran her hands up his chest, feeling each perfectly defined muscle underneath her fingertips. "Maybe one day I will take you up on that offer."
Their moment was cut short by a loud screeching voice. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM YOU BITCH!"
Rogue quickly turned and was immediately blind sighted by a punch to her face. Her body twisted with the impact, and she turned to look at her assailant.
Kara was slashing wildly within Remy's grasp, attempting to get at her. "I come back to talk to you, and I see THIS? You will love me!" Rogue noticed that some of the other team members had come at the sound of the commotion.
Rogue had to make a choice. The right thing to do was just walk away from the situation. The woman obviously wasn't mentally stable at the moment. But she had played it safe her whole life. Fuck safe.
She quickly made her way to Kara. She lowered her body down to the floor, and swept her leg under Kara's, accidentally knocking down both Kara and Remy in the process. When she was down, she grabbed the other woman's foot to drag her away from him. She didn't want him to get hurt, because this sure was about to get messy. She threw herself on top of the other woman, and began to throw a series of her own punches towards her face. "Are you fucking crazy? You don't hit someone when they aren't prepared! Especially someone like me!"
She immediately felt the body bellow her shift. She jumped off right as the very large cat beneath her attempted to gore her with its claws. She jumped back thinking of her next plan of attack. A whistling noise could be heard, and a glowing card landed right besides the large animal. As the explosion erupted, Rogue was knocked back in the process.
She hit her head against the wall, and felt slightly dizzy. When she reached to touch the back of her head, she felt them familiar thick slickness of blood. When she looked up, she saw nothing but a thick cloud of smoke from the explosion. She slowly stood, waiting for some of the smoke to clear. When she had some visibility, she saw the big cat on the ground, apparently not moving. The air around it began to shimmer like the animal was radiating heat. The form was reverting back to Kara. She looked around to make sure the others were ok. When everyone appeared to be fine, she headed over to the raven-haired woman. She crouched next to the body to check for a pulse. As her hand made skin contact with Kara's neck, the crazed woman's eyes popped open, and she sneered in Rogue's direction.
All of the sudden, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. When she attempted to back away, she quickly fell and doubled over from the pain. When she looked down at her stomach, she saw an object sticking out of her. That sneaky little bitch had stabbed her. She must have been hiding the knife.
Kara stood up and sneered. "I win." And proceeded to escape by jumping out of the nearest window. Scott began to chase after her.
Remy came to her side unaware that she was injured. When he saw the protruding object and the mess of blood that began to seep from her wound, he became frantic. He yelled into his communicator "JEAN! ROGUE NEEDS YOUR HELP! GET TO THE FUCKING GYM NOW!"
His years of training had gone out of the window. He always knew that to panic during a situation like this could be fatal. He slowly lifted her and cradled her in his arms. He felt his eyes begin to water.
When she looked into his eyes and saw his worry and pain, she knew what she had to do. She attempted to speak. "Remy, take out the knife."
He vigorously shook his head. "That could kill you. Jean is coming. Just hold on."
"Remy take it out. I'll be fine. I'll show you." He looked about frantically. He hadn't noticed that Kitty and Emma had rushed to his side.
Emma spoke up first. "Oh for Christ sakes! I'll do it." She quickly pulled out the knife, right as Gambit shoved her away. Rogue pulled forth Wolverines healing mutation, and quickly began the task of healing herself. When she stood, Kitty and Remy looked at her in shock and amazement. "How did you—"
"I'll explain later. Remy, give me your communicator." He slowly handed the small device to her. She grabbed it and spoke into it. "Cyclops, do you have Kara in sight?"
Cyclops answered, out of breath. "Yes, but she has just shifted again and I'm losing her. We are about two miles west of the mansion. I could really use some help."
She spoke back into the receiver piece. "I am on my way."
She turned to look at Emma, and the blonde woman slowly nodded her head. Rogue gave a weak smile and turned her attention to Kitty and Remy. She felt horrible for giving him a scare like that. His fingers seemed to be trembling. She looked directly into his eyes when she spoke. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."
She lifted herself and hovered above the ground. The two looked at her in astonishment. She quickly flew as fast as she could out of the window.
As she neared her destination, she saw Cyclops leaning against a tree, panting. She quickly landed besides him. "Scott, which direction did she go?"
He looked at her strangely and spoke between breaths. "How…the hell…did…you…just do…that?"
"Long story. Which way?" He pointed her the right way, and she took off.
She saw her target up ahead. She was still in tiger form.
What a stupid ass. If she would have shifted into any other animal, I never would have found her, she thought to herself.
She quickly flew down and grabbed the four hundred-pound beast by the back leg as if it weighed nothing more then a feather. She flew up towards the clouds, and glanced down towards the animal. In place of the tiger was Kara, hanging upside down and screaming. "LET ME DOWN YOU FREAK!" She could barely hear her over the wind at the height they were at.
Rogue stopped mid flight, remembering what the woman had said to her after she stabbed her. She yelled to make sure that she was heard. "SURE THING. AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION BITCH, I WIN!"
She released her grip from the woman's foot, and watched her plummet towards the ground.
To be continued…