Once again, sorry about the delay. My laptop that I was writing on has an issue with the power cable so I had to rewrite the chapter and gah, Annoyance.
Anyways, Remember back a few chapters with Colossus and such? Here is some resolution for ya. Yay for more plot!
Kurt Wagner was pissed. Afterall, from the way things were looking, all his fears were true.
He was being used.
"I go over to get a cup of punch," he thought to himself, "I'm gone for 20 seconds, come back and there she is, all cozy with her ex-boyfriend."
He sighed and slumped further into his cold, metal backed chair. "I must be ze stupidest person alive…"
"Now why would you say that?"
Kurt nearly jumped in shock when Kitty Pryde sat down beside him, but he failed to answer her, and the only sound heard between them was the slow, drawling music in the air.
"Like, I'm so sorry about that…" Kitty finally said, her voice barely audible over the melody, "Lance just sorta… grabbed me, he just like, doesn't understand that we're over…"
She looked over at Kurt, expecting a response, but he merely nodded.
"While I'm ugh… on that subject…"
"Ya?" Their eyes finally met but Kitty pulled back, feeling her face grow hot.
"Well, this is sorta weird to say, but, like, all the girls at the mansion think we're… going out."
Kurt was completely taken aback and started to cough on the punch he had been downing.
"It's true though… they're all saying things…" Their eyes met once more, "Are we?"
~*~
Rogue's luck was rotten. Not only was she sick but now her date had been stolen away by some blonde goddess from his past. It just didn't seem fair.
She kept her eyes on the pair, disgruntled at the closeness of their stance. And Rogue wasn't the only one.
"Sucks don't it?" Bobby Drake appeared by her side. "Five minutes in and both of us lose our dates… don't seem right."
Rogue sighed and looked once more at the dancing pair, "She was with you?" Bobby nodded.
"Too good to be true I guess."
"How… how do they know each other?"
"Don't know."
She continued to hold her gaze on the woman called "Bella," until their gazes met… and everything went black.
~*~
Remy LeBeau tried to pull back, but he just couldn't get away, and he was forced into the dance.
"Why are ya here Bella?"
"Ya always thought ya were so smart LeBeau… and ya can't even figure it out." She laughed viciously and drew herself in closer, resting her head on his shoulder. "The little girl wasn't the only spy that night you snuck away…"
His head was swimming. "What are you talking about?"
"Magneto ain't the only one who wants you back." Remy's eyes widened and his entire body went tense. "After you left, he found me… promised me a reward if ah got you back… one ah couldn't refuse…"
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like a bad dream. "And what would that be?" He asked in a voice of false confidence.
Bella smirked. "You Remy."
He faltered in step, but then regained it, pulling her away. "Ah don't love you…"
"Oh I know that… but you will."
"You can't force me to join you."
She laughed. "Ah figured as much, Magneto too… and then we get to thinkin', why not grab one when we can get two?" Her eyes darted away, then returned to meet his again with a gaze of smoldering triumph. "I've seen you with her…."
A look of shock plastered itself on his face, and words just couldn't appear. Bella's lip curved in an evil smirk. "Let's just say your little girlfriend ain't sick from natural causes…."
Remy's hands placed themselves on the woman's shoulders as he forcefully pushed her to the floor. "You jealous whore…" A crowd started to form around the two, as conflict is often a cause for entertainment. "She never done nothing to you! And now…."
There was a scream, shrill and scared and without a doubt coming from the mouth of Katherine Pryde.
It was Rogue, collapsed on the floor in a heap of jade fabric, her skin paled and lifeless. Within seconds, she was surrounded by a pack of Xavier students, their eyes wide and fingers trembling, wondering if she was even alive.
Remy elbowed his way through, placing a hand on her wrist, which remained cold and clammy, even through the fabric. "There's a pulse… but barely…" He announced.
A non-mutant girl brave enough to come near the crew offered to call and ambulance, but everyone knew it would be to no avail. Her life was literally being drained from her.
Bella cleared a path through the people, quite pleased with her handiwork. Seems growing up with swamp magic had some advantages. "She's a fighter Remy, I'm surprised she lasted so long… But all fighters have to lose sometime." She held out her hand to him as the other confused mutants looked on. "Join me, love me, or Ah'll make sure she never steps back in the ring again…"
"Ah'll never love you…"
"Well lovin' her wont do no good… She'll be dead."
Remy looked down at the cold body in his arms; her life had been taken from her, as if her own powers had been used against her. And then, without thinking, he kissed her.
Her body came to life as his faded, and in a split second, Rogue's eyes flashed open and Remy fell cold to the floor. But then for everyone, things went black.
