One by One the Souls Will Take You Over

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The title is a line from a song called 'And Don't Forget To Breathe' by A Static Lullaby.

Summary: This is a different story that is set in a parallel universe-mainly focusing on Rogue and Gambit, set after the end of the second season. Rogue never joined the x-men, in fact she has never has meet them instead she joined the Acolytes. Romyness eventually. Note: Rogue has a different past in this story. It will be explained as the story continues.

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Author's Note: I am really sorry about the late update, but I am trying to do all those damn college essay things and I was the sound technician for a show…so I really didn't have that much time to be writing. Really sorry!

Thought (in italics) Telepathic conversations

(Translations)

Pietro'sfasttalk

Chapter Eleven: Plaguing Minds

In a dark forest, a few miles from the Xavier Institute, all was quiet. The clouds, for the first time that night, broke apart to reveal a beam of moonlight, illumining a clearing in the forest. A dark foreboding man waited there, standing tall with several silver spheres around him. At the edge of the clearing, nearly just beyond sight, a figure sat slumped over a rock, absentmindedly playing with a lighter. They appeared to be waiting for someone.

Several minutes passed before the smell of brimstone filled the air, and four lone figures appeared in the smoke. For a view seconds there was only silence, before an explosion of noise took place.

"Youlefthim!Howcouldyouleavehim!SHELEFTHIM!"

"What took you sheilas so long??"

" You did WHAT!" Magneto's deafening roar filled the trees causing all motion to cease.

Rogue slowly lifted her head, dragging her eyes from the ground, and locking them onto the old man's face. "Sabertooth didn't follow ordahs- so Ah left tha Wolverine a nice big treat." Rogue said, her voice deadpan.

"You never leave a man behind. No matter what!"

"He damn near beat those kids ta death," her voice betraying her anger. "If Piotr hadn't stopped him, a girl would be dead."

Slowly, Magneto's face paled, as his mind was swept away in memories long, forcefully, forgotten. His eyes hardened, and he forcefully spoke, "No one goes near Sabertooth, when he comes back, I will deal with him." His cloak bellowed out softly, as he turned slowly raising in the air, leaving the others to scram into the metal pods.

Merde… dis be just Remy's luck ta be stuck in a pod wit de crazy fille! Remy's grumpy form was leaning again the wall of the metal pod. He was eyeing her warily, as though she would attack him at any minute. He studied her, letting his eyes rake all over her body. It was probably the closes he been to her. She was a damn good fighter; he had to admit that. She had even managed not to reveal her mutant power to the X-geeks. And for once he was finally glad that she was on his side.

She moaned softly, bringing her hand up to her head, rubbing her temples slowly. Briefly he wondered what was wrong with her, before firmly reaffirming himself that he didn't care. He dug his hand into his pocket and taking out a deck of cards, he began shuffling them- a nervous habit he had picked up.

He looked up sharply, when heard a painful gasp of breath coming from not even three feet away from him. Once again he studied her. There were no injures that he could see, in fact, she appeared to be fighting an internal battle.

"Y' okay, chere?" Remy asked, finally breaking the silence.

"Fahne.", came the mumbled response.

He shrugged and looked away, spending the next couple of minutes in another uncomfortable silence. Swiftly, he sneaked another glance at her. She was wavering slightly, as though she was tittering on the edge of a dark abyss. She put out a hand, in hopes of steadying herself. With another short gasp, her knees buckled, sending her plummeting to the metal floor.

But she never reached it. He had caught her within inches of the cold, unforgiving metal. Cradling her in his arms, he looked down onto her face, which was etched with pain. Slowly her eyes fluttered open, leaving him staring into their emerald depths.

There, a bit of romyness. I know it is short, but I will try and update with a long chapter as soon as possible. Also, just in case no got the reason why Mags got really pissed at Sabertooth, it was because he saw soldiers beat people to death in the concentration camps during WWII.

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