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Chapter 12: Abandoned As Children
"Well, well, look who I've got here," said Sabertooth with a frightening grin that revealed every one of his sharp teeth.
It was a cloudy morning and Sabertooth was across from the wreckage that had been Mystique and Wanda's old hideout house.
"Is Magneto already putting Oblivion to work with her powers?" the shape- shifter asked as she stood in front of him with a false smile.
He lifted a curious, bushy eyebrow. *She thinks that Magneto finally has the mutant? If she doesn't have Oblivion then who the hell does? * Sabertooth thought and did not reply to her question so she asked another.
"Why exactly did you decide to grace me with your sickening presence, Sabertooth?" she queried.
"Magneto sent me here to find out if Wanda's really dead. One of his Acolytes told him they saw her get buried by the house when it caved in," he replied.
Mystique eyed him, "I'm sure he didn't send you because he was worried about his daughter's safety, but he is concerned as to if she still poses a threat to him, correct?"
"Of course, but speaking of daughters, or rather children in general, the matter of your offspring was always why Magneto could never fully trust your loyalty to him like he could me," he informed her with a proud grin in being Magneto's most confided. "And when he gets Oblivion, the X-Men will be wiped out for good and your children will be no exception."
She glared at him with her yellow eyes, "What do you mean my children will be no exception?"
"Magneto knows you probably will want to protect your two children that sided with the X-Men - that little blue demon and the rogue," he said.
"And what if I do?" she quizzed.
"Don't think Magneto will protect you when the time comes-you've betrayed him and he's going to make sure you're as dead as your children are when his plan plays out," he told her.
"Don't be so sure, Victor," she said with her hatred for him thick in her voice. She morphed into a raven and flew away.
~~~~~~~
"Here, I brought you some food."
Pietro sat a plate with a sandwich atop it on the bed in front of Julia and he began to exit the room.
"It's not drugged, is it?" she asked, in almost amusement to herself as she stared at the food.
"What?" he asked slightly confused as he turned to face her.
"Never mind, I'm starving," she said and bit into the sandwich.
"I know it's not great, but none of my teammates' and I are exactly chefs," he said. He paused then started to leave again.
"Wait, tell me, what do you have against him?"
Pietro stared at her and then sat down in a chair nearby the bed, curious as to what she would say. "Who?"
"Your father, you mentioned before he was Magneto. What did he do to you that makes you hate him so?" Oblivion inquired.
"It's what he didn't do that causes me to hate him. I didn't realize it up until a few days ago, but now I see he never has cared for me. I mean, even when I was growing up all he could talk about was how I'd be able to benefit him as being his most loyal recruit since I was his son. But after all the times I've helped him, risked my own life to save him, not once has he said or shown any thing to display that he even gives a damn if I live or die!" Pietro said angrily.
She looked into his eyes and saw the pain his father had caused. She wanted to sooth that pain; she knew what it was like to feel betrayed. But she couldn't help him with his anguish. She had to focus on getting back her strength so she could escape. He was the enemy, just like Mystique and Wanda were.
~~~~~~~
"Rogue, you still haven't told ve vhere you vere last night!"
Kurt was following his sister down the corridor that led to her room.
"Kurt, will ya stop badgering me 'bout this! It's none o' ya business where Ah was!" Rogue snapped and slammed the door of her room on his face before he could go in.
She sat down on her bed and Kurt appeared before her after he'd teleported behind the door she'd closed on him.
"I'm vorried about you. You're my sister and, for the most part, the only family I have here. If something's vrong I vant to help," he said honestly.
"Look, Ah appreciate ya worryin' 'bout me, but Ah'm fine! Ah promise, if Ah need any help ya'll be the first t' know," she said.
He sighed, "All vight. Vell, I've got a date with Amanda tonight, vant to help me pick out vhat I should vear?"
"O' course, sugah," Rogue replied and stood up. "Kurt?"
"Ja?"
"Ya always said ya wanted me t' be happy no matter what, right? Ah mean, if there's something that Ah think will be good for me, Ah should go for it, shouldn't Ah?" she asked hesitantly.
"I know your life has been as hard, Rogue, because of your powers. You've always been sort of shut off from people and that's vhy I vorry about you so much. So if vhere's something that finally allows you to be happy I think you should definitely go after it," he advised.
She smiled, "Thanks, Kurt. Ah think Ah will." *Maybe Kurt's right. Maybe Ah should let Remy in mah life * she thought.
~~~~~~~
"Where is Oblivion?" Magneto demanded to know, his voice harsh and distressed.
"We're not sure. We think Mystique still has her because the only other people that were there were the Brotherhood," Piotr replied, but his colossal body shifted nervously in his chair; he hated to be the one to deliver the news of failure to the Acolytes' superior.
The Russian recruit and his other two teammates were all seated in front of the Magneto's metal desk.
"Do none of you understand the importance of me attaining this mutant? If I wanted failure as the result of missions then I would have continued to use the Brotherhood!" Magneto said.
Sabertooth then came into the office. "Wanda's not dead," he informed.
"Damnit, I was hoping my daughter's demise would be at least one job my son could succeed at!" Magneto said.
"And I've spoken to Mystique," Sabertooth continued, "She doesn't have the mutant, she thinks we do."
Magneto looked puzzled for a moment, then his cold eyes lit up in realization. "Sabertooth, bring my son to me. I'd like to have a talk with him," the magnetic master said.
~~~~~~~
Rogue lay in bed that night, thinking about the events of the day. Her now permanent powers were causing some new little problems. One of which was every time she'd open a door in the mansion she'd rip the handle off because she would forget about her extra-strength. She was just adjusting to the fact that she needed to use only a fraction of that strength to simply open a door.
Then somehow her mind wondered to the subject of Remy. Thinking of him made feelings she'd never experienced in her life arise.
Suddenly, she heard a noise. She opened the glass door, which led to the balcony and carefully gaited outside. She got into a fighting position, "Who's out here?" Oddly, a part of her was hoping it was Remy.
Then she noted a raven was perched atop the rail of the balcony. Slowly, it shifted into a blue-skinned woman.
"Mystique," Rogue mumbled with contempt.
"I'd prefer if you'd call me 'mother', but then again I know better then to expect that from you," she said.
"What do ya want?"
"Before I explain why I'm here, I want you to consider leaving this group of inane, human-protectors. I could defend you and Kurt much better than they could when the battle comes," Mystique said.
"Yeah? Well, me an' Kurt like it jus' fine wit' the X-men. But that doesn't answer mah question-why are ya here?"
"I believe Magneto has finally gotten the key piece to his plan of domination over humans and anyone against him will meet a terrible end with his new weapon in his control," Mystique informed her. "This weapon, it's a mutant called Oblivion and she could destroy us all. But you could stop it, you could absorb her and-"
"I knew it!" Rogue exclaimed. "All you've ever wanted t' do since ya found out Ah was a mutant was t' use me for mah powers! Whatever scheme ya tryin' t' sucker me into ya might as well forget it! It's not gonna work because ya have let me down too many times, an' Ah'm sick o' ya usin' me!"
"No, you don't understand, Rogue. I'm being honest with you. You're the only one that can stop this once Oblivion's powers restore themselves," Mystique protested. "I'm telling you the tru-"
"Truth?" Rogue asked. "Ya wouldn't know what truth was if it kicked ya in the ass! Ah'm glad Kurt isn't out here t' hear ya tryin' t' play the role of a 'caring' mother after the way ya abandoned us!"
Just as Mystique was about to comment she saw a light come on and the shadow of someone coming toward the balcony on which she and Rogue stood. In fear of getting into a late night battle with the X-men, Mystique swiftly shifted herself into a raven and flew from her daughter.
"That's right, Mama, leave. Ya're real good at leavin' me alone," Rogue muttered as she watched Mystique fly away into the night.
Kitty walked out to the balcony and yawned, wanting to go back to bed. "Hey, I heard some yelling and what are you, like, doing out here by yourself?" the gothic girl's roommate asked.
"Jus' speakin' mah thoughts aloud," she replied and quietly went back to bed.
~~~~~~~
"Have you found anything?"
Trask was walking down a corridor of Embros with a group of black- uniformed, special military police.
"No, sir, we haven't," replied an officer.
"Well, keep looking! Tear apart every place in Nevada if you have to, but find Oblivion! The longer she's out of the aquatic camber, the more her mutation evolves. It's a wonder to me why she hasn't blown the surrounding cities apart by now, but find her before she does!" Trask said.
The officer nodded, "We will." He, with the other soldiers following, left to continue their search.
Trask entered an office inside the military base called Embros, which was a branch of the base Area 51 and where Julia had been kept. He strode into his brother's office with a worried expression.
"They still haven't found a trace of her, have they?" Dr. Alex Vender asked. Trask was only Alex's half brother, but he was the single remaining family Alex had left in the world so he had a close bond with the older man.
"No," replied Trask.
"Big surprise," a voice stated sarcastically.
The voice belonged to woman and she entered the office. She was middle aged, but appeared no older than perhaps a twenty year old. She was tall with pale skin and a curvy body. Her eyes were a strange hazel, or honey color, appearing to be a brown-tainted gold. Her hair was slightly below her shoulders and was rusty blond.
"Meg," Trask said, "I'm glad you received my message."
"Yeah, I did. And don't call me Meg; my name has been Flare for years now, Trask. Now, what do you want?" Flare questioned with disdain. She worked for Embros, and not by choice, so she often showed no respect for any of the scientists that she knew did some of the worst torture on test subjects, most of which were mutants like her.
"We need you to hunt down Oblivion," Alex replied.
"No, you can't ask me to do that! I want her back in that aquatic camber and without a scratch on her, as was promised!" Flare demanded.
"Flare, you know when we call upon you to bring back an escaped mutant, they must be brought back, dead or alive. You are one of our best trackers. You stopped her once before in South America, you can do it again," Trask said.
"But this time she is not weakened. If anything her powers are building up, evolving, becoming even stronger than before," Alex pointed out.
"Well, then as I've said, she's to be brought back by any means necessary- breathing or not," Trask said.
"And what if I refuse to go after her?" Flare inquired.
"Then the deal is off. Meaning, you go back to the death sentence that the court had ruled for you. But understand that once we find her, no matter what you decide, Oblivion WILL be terminated before she can terminate us," Trask replied coldly.
"Do you agree with his ultimatum?" she asked Alex, looking to him for patronage. He would usually disagree with Trask, as he had done when he'd helped Rogue, Hank and Evan escape Area 51 a while ago, but this time was different.
"Given the situation and the possible results, I'll have to consent," Alex said, but regrettably.
"Fine," Flare said grudgingly, feeling defeated in the argument. "I'll start tracking her tomorrow, you two just better keep up your part of the deal. "
A/N: Okay, first off let me say: yes, I'm adding just ONE (only one) more mutant (Flare) only because she has a certain purpose, but I promise I won't be adding another new character for the rest of the story. Rogue and Gambit are still going to have lots of spotlight in the story, too and as usual PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Chapter 12: Abandoned As Children
"Well, well, look who I've got here," said Sabertooth with a frightening grin that revealed every one of his sharp teeth.
It was a cloudy morning and Sabertooth was across from the wreckage that had been Mystique and Wanda's old hideout house.
"Is Magneto already putting Oblivion to work with her powers?" the shape- shifter asked as she stood in front of him with a false smile.
He lifted a curious, bushy eyebrow. *She thinks that Magneto finally has the mutant? If she doesn't have Oblivion then who the hell does? * Sabertooth thought and did not reply to her question so she asked another.
"Why exactly did you decide to grace me with your sickening presence, Sabertooth?" she queried.
"Magneto sent me here to find out if Wanda's really dead. One of his Acolytes told him they saw her get buried by the house when it caved in," he replied.
Mystique eyed him, "I'm sure he didn't send you because he was worried about his daughter's safety, but he is concerned as to if she still poses a threat to him, correct?"
"Of course, but speaking of daughters, or rather children in general, the matter of your offspring was always why Magneto could never fully trust your loyalty to him like he could me," he informed her with a proud grin in being Magneto's most confided. "And when he gets Oblivion, the X-Men will be wiped out for good and your children will be no exception."
She glared at him with her yellow eyes, "What do you mean my children will be no exception?"
"Magneto knows you probably will want to protect your two children that sided with the X-Men - that little blue demon and the rogue," he said.
"And what if I do?" she quizzed.
"Don't think Magneto will protect you when the time comes-you've betrayed him and he's going to make sure you're as dead as your children are when his plan plays out," he told her.
"Don't be so sure, Victor," she said with her hatred for him thick in her voice. She morphed into a raven and flew away.
~~~~~~~
"Here, I brought you some food."
Pietro sat a plate with a sandwich atop it on the bed in front of Julia and he began to exit the room.
"It's not drugged, is it?" she asked, in almost amusement to herself as she stared at the food.
"What?" he asked slightly confused as he turned to face her.
"Never mind, I'm starving," she said and bit into the sandwich.
"I know it's not great, but none of my teammates' and I are exactly chefs," he said. He paused then started to leave again.
"Wait, tell me, what do you have against him?"
Pietro stared at her and then sat down in a chair nearby the bed, curious as to what she would say. "Who?"
"Your father, you mentioned before he was Magneto. What did he do to you that makes you hate him so?" Oblivion inquired.
"It's what he didn't do that causes me to hate him. I didn't realize it up until a few days ago, but now I see he never has cared for me. I mean, even when I was growing up all he could talk about was how I'd be able to benefit him as being his most loyal recruit since I was his son. But after all the times I've helped him, risked my own life to save him, not once has he said or shown any thing to display that he even gives a damn if I live or die!" Pietro said angrily.
She looked into his eyes and saw the pain his father had caused. She wanted to sooth that pain; she knew what it was like to feel betrayed. But she couldn't help him with his anguish. She had to focus on getting back her strength so she could escape. He was the enemy, just like Mystique and Wanda were.
~~~~~~~
"Rogue, you still haven't told ve vhere you vere last night!"
Kurt was following his sister down the corridor that led to her room.
"Kurt, will ya stop badgering me 'bout this! It's none o' ya business where Ah was!" Rogue snapped and slammed the door of her room on his face before he could go in.
She sat down on her bed and Kurt appeared before her after he'd teleported behind the door she'd closed on him.
"I'm vorried about you. You're my sister and, for the most part, the only family I have here. If something's vrong I vant to help," he said honestly.
"Look, Ah appreciate ya worryin' 'bout me, but Ah'm fine! Ah promise, if Ah need any help ya'll be the first t' know," she said.
He sighed, "All vight. Vell, I've got a date with Amanda tonight, vant to help me pick out vhat I should vear?"
"O' course, sugah," Rogue replied and stood up. "Kurt?"
"Ja?"
"Ya always said ya wanted me t' be happy no matter what, right? Ah mean, if there's something that Ah think will be good for me, Ah should go for it, shouldn't Ah?" she asked hesitantly.
"I know your life has been as hard, Rogue, because of your powers. You've always been sort of shut off from people and that's vhy I vorry about you so much. So if vhere's something that finally allows you to be happy I think you should definitely go after it," he advised.
She smiled, "Thanks, Kurt. Ah think Ah will." *Maybe Kurt's right. Maybe Ah should let Remy in mah life * she thought.
~~~~~~~
"Where is Oblivion?" Magneto demanded to know, his voice harsh and distressed.
"We're not sure. We think Mystique still has her because the only other people that were there were the Brotherhood," Piotr replied, but his colossal body shifted nervously in his chair; he hated to be the one to deliver the news of failure to the Acolytes' superior.
The Russian recruit and his other two teammates were all seated in front of the Magneto's metal desk.
"Do none of you understand the importance of me attaining this mutant? If I wanted failure as the result of missions then I would have continued to use the Brotherhood!" Magneto said.
Sabertooth then came into the office. "Wanda's not dead," he informed.
"Damnit, I was hoping my daughter's demise would be at least one job my son could succeed at!" Magneto said.
"And I've spoken to Mystique," Sabertooth continued, "She doesn't have the mutant, she thinks we do."
Magneto looked puzzled for a moment, then his cold eyes lit up in realization. "Sabertooth, bring my son to me. I'd like to have a talk with him," the magnetic master said.
~~~~~~~
Rogue lay in bed that night, thinking about the events of the day. Her now permanent powers were causing some new little problems. One of which was every time she'd open a door in the mansion she'd rip the handle off because she would forget about her extra-strength. She was just adjusting to the fact that she needed to use only a fraction of that strength to simply open a door.
Then somehow her mind wondered to the subject of Remy. Thinking of him made feelings she'd never experienced in her life arise.
Suddenly, she heard a noise. She opened the glass door, which led to the balcony and carefully gaited outside. She got into a fighting position, "Who's out here?" Oddly, a part of her was hoping it was Remy.
Then she noted a raven was perched atop the rail of the balcony. Slowly, it shifted into a blue-skinned woman.
"Mystique," Rogue mumbled with contempt.
"I'd prefer if you'd call me 'mother', but then again I know better then to expect that from you," she said.
"What do ya want?"
"Before I explain why I'm here, I want you to consider leaving this group of inane, human-protectors. I could defend you and Kurt much better than they could when the battle comes," Mystique said.
"Yeah? Well, me an' Kurt like it jus' fine wit' the X-men. But that doesn't answer mah question-why are ya here?"
"I believe Magneto has finally gotten the key piece to his plan of domination over humans and anyone against him will meet a terrible end with his new weapon in his control," Mystique informed her. "This weapon, it's a mutant called Oblivion and she could destroy us all. But you could stop it, you could absorb her and-"
"I knew it!" Rogue exclaimed. "All you've ever wanted t' do since ya found out Ah was a mutant was t' use me for mah powers! Whatever scheme ya tryin' t' sucker me into ya might as well forget it! It's not gonna work because ya have let me down too many times, an' Ah'm sick o' ya usin' me!"
"No, you don't understand, Rogue. I'm being honest with you. You're the only one that can stop this once Oblivion's powers restore themselves," Mystique protested. "I'm telling you the tru-"
"Truth?" Rogue asked. "Ya wouldn't know what truth was if it kicked ya in the ass! Ah'm glad Kurt isn't out here t' hear ya tryin' t' play the role of a 'caring' mother after the way ya abandoned us!"
Just as Mystique was about to comment she saw a light come on and the shadow of someone coming toward the balcony on which she and Rogue stood. In fear of getting into a late night battle with the X-men, Mystique swiftly shifted herself into a raven and flew from her daughter.
"That's right, Mama, leave. Ya're real good at leavin' me alone," Rogue muttered as she watched Mystique fly away into the night.
Kitty walked out to the balcony and yawned, wanting to go back to bed. "Hey, I heard some yelling and what are you, like, doing out here by yourself?" the gothic girl's roommate asked.
"Jus' speakin' mah thoughts aloud," she replied and quietly went back to bed.
~~~~~~~
"Have you found anything?"
Trask was walking down a corridor of Embros with a group of black- uniformed, special military police.
"No, sir, we haven't," replied an officer.
"Well, keep looking! Tear apart every place in Nevada if you have to, but find Oblivion! The longer she's out of the aquatic camber, the more her mutation evolves. It's a wonder to me why she hasn't blown the surrounding cities apart by now, but find her before she does!" Trask said.
The officer nodded, "We will." He, with the other soldiers following, left to continue their search.
Trask entered an office inside the military base called Embros, which was a branch of the base Area 51 and where Julia had been kept. He strode into his brother's office with a worried expression.
"They still haven't found a trace of her, have they?" Dr. Alex Vender asked. Trask was only Alex's half brother, but he was the single remaining family Alex had left in the world so he had a close bond with the older man.
"No," replied Trask.
"Big surprise," a voice stated sarcastically.
The voice belonged to woman and she entered the office. She was middle aged, but appeared no older than perhaps a twenty year old. She was tall with pale skin and a curvy body. Her eyes were a strange hazel, or honey color, appearing to be a brown-tainted gold. Her hair was slightly below her shoulders and was rusty blond.
"Meg," Trask said, "I'm glad you received my message."
"Yeah, I did. And don't call me Meg; my name has been Flare for years now, Trask. Now, what do you want?" Flare questioned with disdain. She worked for Embros, and not by choice, so she often showed no respect for any of the scientists that she knew did some of the worst torture on test subjects, most of which were mutants like her.
"We need you to hunt down Oblivion," Alex replied.
"No, you can't ask me to do that! I want her back in that aquatic camber and without a scratch on her, as was promised!" Flare demanded.
"Flare, you know when we call upon you to bring back an escaped mutant, they must be brought back, dead or alive. You are one of our best trackers. You stopped her once before in South America, you can do it again," Trask said.
"But this time she is not weakened. If anything her powers are building up, evolving, becoming even stronger than before," Alex pointed out.
"Well, then as I've said, she's to be brought back by any means necessary- breathing or not," Trask said.
"And what if I refuse to go after her?" Flare inquired.
"Then the deal is off. Meaning, you go back to the death sentence that the court had ruled for you. But understand that once we find her, no matter what you decide, Oblivion WILL be terminated before she can terminate us," Trask replied coldly.
"Do you agree with his ultimatum?" she asked Alex, looking to him for patronage. He would usually disagree with Trask, as he had done when he'd helped Rogue, Hank and Evan escape Area 51 a while ago, but this time was different.
"Given the situation and the possible results, I'll have to consent," Alex said, but regrettably.
"Fine," Flare said grudgingly, feeling defeated in the argument. "I'll start tracking her tomorrow, you two just better keep up your part of the deal. "
A/N: Okay, first off let me say: yes, I'm adding just ONE (only one) more mutant (Flare) only because she has a certain purpose, but I promise I won't be adding another new character for the rest of the story. Rogue and Gambit are still going to have lots of spotlight in the story, too and as usual PLEASE REVIEW!!!
