Hey guys! I got this chapter done just a few seconds ago. Let me know if anything's wrong with it, because I decided I didn't feel like editing this one . . . because I have to go start the next chapter for it, and I really don't feel like wasting time doing the editing today. Don't really have anything to say on this one, because I spent so much time typing up this chapter, and I don't really like the way the chapter ended. But oh well, there are still more surprises around the bend that you won't expect.

Read and Review please!

X-Mansion: The Afterschock

Patrick felt everyone look at him with either surprise or fear, he wasn't sure which. Rogue seemed to be surprised the most though. "Wat jus' happened?" Rogue asked in confusion after a long moment of silence.

"Don't you mean, like, what just didn't happen?" Kitty asked, motioning to Patrick, who everyone was surprised to see still standing and conscious.

Patrick glanced away from everyone, the power surge that had been burning him from the inside out had stopped as soon as Rogue's bare skin had touched his face. He didn't even notice that Rogue was standing behind him and her arms were wrapped around his shoulders. She didn't seem to notice that either, but no one else noticed it either.

Xavier spoke up, his attention on Patrick. "Is there something that you want to tell everyone, Patrick?"

Patrick looked up at the professor in surprise, and saw that everyone's attention was turned on him. He looked down again, wishing that they'd quit staring at him like that. "Eh, well, there not much ta say ta dat." Patrick muttered, his nervousness causing a slight southern dialect to coat his words.

Logan arched an eyebrow at his dialect, and a few of the other mutants picked up on it as well. "Are you sure you don't want to mention anything important?" Xavier asked, trying to keep Patrick from avoiding the question.

Patrick looked up at the professor again, this time ignoring the fact that everyone was staring at him. "Um, I s'pose there might be sum'tin' that I should mention."

Logan spoke up before Xavier had a chance to say anything. "Yeah, why don't you start by explaining the dialect you seem to have gained."

Patrick frowned at Logan in confusion, but a look of recognition dawned on him when he realized that he had in fact been speaking with a dialect. "It's nuthin' you need ta worry 'bout." Patrick said, biting his tongue after he spoke in dialect again. "Sorry, it's nothing really." He said, correcting his previous statement with the slight city dialect that they had all gotten used to.

Xavier seemed amused by the sight of Rogue still wrapping her arms around Patrick, and no one else seemed to notice that she hadn't let go of him, not even Rogue. "Don't you think it's about time you started being a little bit more honest with us?" Xavier asked, his fingers laced under his chin as he watched Patrick and Rogue.

Everyone looked at the professor in confusion, and Patrick was playing completely innocent and pretending that he didn't know what the professor was talking about.

Xavier picked up on Patrick's thoughts and a small smile formed on his face. "But Patrick, you know fully well what I'm talking about. So playing innocent really won't benefit yourself, because I will find a way for you to share with me more about yourself."

Patrick frowned in response to the statement, and he felt everyone's eyes turn back on him. "Well, what exactly do you want to know?" He asked, trying to play innocent as long as he could.

Xavier shrugged in response. "I think it's mostly my students who have the most questions for you, and I think it's best if I let them ask you personally." He responded as the rest of the X-Men entered the Danger Room. "Will you be willing to listen to their questions?"

Patrick didn't respond for a moment, obviously considering his options. The look on both Charles and Logan's faces said that he didn't have much of one. "I suppose, as long as questions are asked one at a time." He said, looking to the X-Men's anxious faces.

Kitty looked at the professor expectantly, an excited look shining in her eyes. Xavier arched an eyebrow, "yes Kitty?"

Kitty took that as her cue to go ahead and ask Patrick a question. She turned to him, a small and innocent smile on her face. "So, what, exactly is going on between you and Rogue?"

Everyone arched an eyebrow at Kitty, surprised by her question. "I'm sorry Kitty; I'm really not sure how to answer that question." Patrick said, even he had been surprised by her question.

Kitty rolled her eyes. "Oh please, there's obviously something going on between the two of you. There's no reason to, like, pretend that you have no idea what I'm saying."

Patrick shook his head, a small smile on his face. "Trust me Kitty, whatever you think is going on isn't."

Rogue looked at Patrick in surprise and confusion. "Well then what is?" She asked, obviously just as curious as Kitty.

Everyone looked at Patrick, obviously waiting for a reply. "Eh, well, dat is, dat's sum'tin' that's more complicated." Patrick said, his southern dialect coming out from his nervousness of being stared at by everyone.

Xavier let out a quiet sigh, and everyone looked at him, confusion written on their faces. Xavier didn't normally interrupt when a mutant was confessing information about themselves. "Patrick, don't you suppose that you should just be honest with everyone now?"

Patrick cocked his head slightly in response, and with the tilt of his head his ear brushed up against Rogue's arm. Rogue and Patrick both seemed to notice this at the same moment, because Patrick stood up straighter while Rogue released her arms that were around him.

Everyone seemed to notice this movement at once, and they all arched their eyebrows at the two of them.

Xavier cleared his throat, drawing attention back to him, which is when Patrick remembered that Xavier had asked a question. "What exactly should I be honest about?" Patrick asked, sounding genuinely confused, his southern dialect leaving with the attention of everyone.

"Well, why don't we start with that dialect of yours, kid." Logan said, speaking up for the first time in a while. "It's comin' and goin', but it's still there, and it makes you sound a lotta like Rogue."

Everyone glanced at Logan's sudden outburst before they all looked back at Patrick. Expectancy was written all over their faces. They obviously had noticed this as well, and they obviously wondered about it.

Patrick felt his ears warm and twitch slightly at the sudden attention. "Well, dat's 'cause I from deh South. An' when I get emb'rsed or sum'tin' den dah accent only gets worse." Patrick explained, glancing at the ground in embarrassment. "An' in all hon'sty, it hard 'nugh to keep a city dialect goin' on, cause I like mah southern one better."

Rogue looked at Patrick in surprise, arching an eyebrow. "I never took ya as the southern type." She said in surprise.

Patrick avoided her gaze, but Jean spoke up next, confusion in her voice. "Patrick? That memory of yours that was triggered during the session? What exactly was it?"

Everyone looked at Jean in confusion, but they figured that she'd seen something in Patrick's mind, since Xavier wasn't surprised by Jean's question.

"Eh, well, de 'ting is, I'm not really sure 'bout dat. I's not really a very clear mem'ry, and all I know from it was dat I was scared an' wasn' sure what was goin' on." Patrick said, rubbing the back of his neck as he continued to avoid everyone's gaze, knowing their eyes were still on him. "All I remember is dat it was some dark box dat I was stuck in, an' I rem'ber worryin' 'bout dah gurl dat I was tryin' tah 'tect."

Patrick glanced up to see a lot of faces that seemed confused. The only ones who weren't were the professor and Logan. Then he noticed that Rogue, Kurt, Kitty, and Jean had looks of surprise on their faces. Jean was the one to speak up first. "Were you, by any chance, trying to protect your sister?"

Patrick frowned in confusion as he struggled to remember. "I t'ink so, all I 'member is dat I was 'round dah age of 5, and dat the woman who had us both had put me in some kinda box or sum'tin' and den der was a lot of flashes of silver. But nah much 'rectly af'er dat."

Kurt spoke up next, his voice sounding airy, as though he had lost his breath in surprise or something. "Patrick, that can't be possible. If what you're saying is true, then that would make you Rogue's brother. Because she has the same memory, except from the little girl being protected." And as soon as Kurt slipped out those words everyone looked at both Patrick and Rogue, obviously trying to find similarities between the two to see if they really were related. The one thing that struck the both of them as odd, that they felt dumb for never noticing before, was the white root streaks of Patrick's hair, even though he had short hair, it was obvious that those would be bangs on either side of his face.

So? How many of you were expecting that? And there's your guys' description of Patrick now, so you know that he looks a lot like Rogue with short hair. Tell me what you think now, because things aren't gonna be what you expected them to be. Just wait until next chapter, thinks are going to turn your view around!

Don't forget to subscribe now!