Soleanna sat in the Blackbird with the unconscious prisoners. While they slept, she used her powers to keep them that way. An internal attack was not a good idea. Her eyes had returned to normal, all powers not belonging to her gone. Her brother's voice had faded for now, but that wasn't important. Rogue was staring at her, and Sole wanted to know why. There was no reason for her to do that, now wasn't the time to talk.
"How did ye do it?" asked Rogue.
Sole looked at her confused, "Do what?"
"How were ye able to control that power?"
"You mean your original power?" clarified Sole, not expecting that to be the topic of discussion. Rogue nodded eagerly. Sole narrowed her eyes in thought at her mother. Had she never known how to do it? Sole knew that she lost her powers, but surely the woman would have figured something out, "I'm sorry, the answer you're looking for isn't with me. I've always been able to control it."
Rogue's face fell, all hope dying, "Ah understand."
"Not really. I have more than just that power. I'm sure the psychic powers have something to do with it," Sole reassured. She was probably right about that, but no one would know for sure.
"Y'seem t'get along better," observed Remy.
"If you're goal was to make you a common enemy, you failed," said Sole coldly. Remy winced at her tone. She was obviously mad about his departure, and he wasn't sure how to handle something like that. He thought that her hating him would be easier, cause she wouldn't bother to find him, but he was wrong. It stung him to know he had upset her.
"Y'did de same t'ing Sole. Ye ran."
"I took a temporary leave of absence, I was coming back. You were leaving for good, without saying anything to anyone."
"I left you a note."
"Typical. You always run away from your problems. What the hell are you running from now?"
"Ruinin' y'life."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Running away isn't going to give me a life at all. That what you want?"
"Non."
"No matter how much you argue that what you're doing is right, know that it's wrong," said Sole, putting her hand to her forehead.
"Y'alright sugah?" asked Rogue.
"Lune's voice is annoying. Been a while since I've had to do something like that."
"Do they stay with you too?"
"They fade eventually, and then I don't hear them anymore."
"Mah head is crowded. Hasn't been just me in there for a while."
"I don't know what to tell you."
Remy watched them interact. It was very strained, the two of them closed off. Soleanna was going through old memories of her mother, trying to piece it all together, while Rogue was meeting her daughter for the first time. They had never spoken civilized like this for a long time, usually it would explode by now. Remy wasn't sure if they had spoken since Sole had heard those notes. At least something good came out of it, even if he's left feeling like shit.
"Where you take her?" Remy asked Logan, who came to stand beside the Cajun.
"Wherever the the open road took us. Nowhere specific," replied Logan, staring at the two mutants interacting.
"She forgive Rogue?"
"Looks like it. Misplaced anger from what I can understand. She ain't mad at either of you, but it'll be tough to work things out. Kid's got more problems than you think, an' hatin' you or Rogue is at the bottom of the list."
Remy nodded, feeling better about the whole situation.
...
Sole collapsed on her bed, the feeling of it better than she expected. It seemed that she was gone for so long, debriefing taking forever. Lune and the others were in a very secured place, escape more than impossible. Using her mind to keep them unconscious took a lot out of her. So much so that the voice of her brother was back. He was laughing at her, pointing out how weak she was. She ignored him, doing what she could do silence him. She was tapped out, she needed rest.
In her dream she saw her world, destruction and chaos everywhere. She was traveling, but no where that she had recognized. This wasn't her memory, this belonged to her brother. He was searching for someone, someone she did not know. It wasn't going to be easy, but he was fully intent on completing his mission. The mutant was hard to come by, but he was confident in his ability. He did, however, encounter someone he didn't want to see.
"How long must you follow me?" he asked into the open air.
"Until ye come to yer senses," said Rogue, landing in front of him. She looked so much different, older.
"I came to my senses a lot time ago."
"Listen to yer momma Lune. We didn't jus' leave you. We searched for years!"
"Obviously not well enough. Just because you feel guilty now doesn't mean you have to care. I forgive you, now go away."
"Now why is it Ah don' believe ye?"
"Cause you're fucking stupid. The sooner you understand that I'm not interested, the sooner we can stop this shit and you can die peacefully."
"Ah won' quit. Doesn't that prove that Ah care more than you think?"
"No, just proves you don't want to die with a guilty conscious."
"If ye hate meh so much, y'can jus' kill meh."
"Not worth it. I'd rather have a nice family reunion first, then you can all die by my hand."
"Sure are stubborn, like yer father."
"You are all dead to me. Just wait until I find them, I'll kill you last since you have annoyed me the most."
...
Sole saw the labs she had once been captured in before. But she was still inside a memory that belonged to her brother. He was so young, barely able to walk. It was around the time he was captured. Sole watched curiously through her brother's eyes. The people around him were dressed in lab coats, the lights so bright it was hard to make out the faces.
They didn't talk to him, but she could feel his fear. He was strapped to a table, looking around like the scared little boy he was. He didn't feel pain, despite being hooked up to a lot of things he didn't know. Sole recognized this. She was sure it was the same treatment she got when she was captured. Keeping her own memories at bay, she watched as Lune was injected with all kinds of strange fluids. The memory didn't last long, he was put out easily.
Lune's memories took her further, calling attention to the labs once more. He was older here, actually able to focus on the current events. He was watching footage of the X-men. Every single one he was studying. Sole never knew such detailed video existed. Not even the mansion had this. But it was in the future, so things were much different here, more information to acquire.
"My parents were X-men?" questioned Lune.
"That's right," answered a man that stood beside him.
"They seem to be fighting for good reasons."
"Your parents are nothing but thieves. Your father is the king of thieves, and your mother is even worse. She steals the very essence of anything that lives."
"That's why they didn't come for me..."
"That's right, Lune. They never cared about you, that's why we took you from them."
"What about my sister?"
"Don't worry, Lune. When we get a chance, we'll get her for you."
Lune felt better to hear that. Sole was confused. Lune was so bent on killing her, but here he showed concern for her. He cared about her at some point, and something had happened to change that. What was it? What did they do to him?
She was whisked away from the scene, another memory pushing its way through. She was back in the labs, only a different room. Lune was older, eyes fixed on the sight before him. Sole gasped, seeing herself strapped onto a table. She was unconscious, and much younger. She didn't see any more of her family. Lune began to walk towards the room, opening the door and walking up to his sister.
"What's your name?" asked the man standing over her.
"S-Soleanna," she replied weakly.
"The daughter of Remy and Anna?"
"Yes."
"Are you a mutant?"
"Yeah."
"Why are you asking her all these questions?" asked Lune.
"To make sure our medicine is working."
"Is she sick?"
"Sort of. We're trying to remove the damage your parents did to her."
"They hurt her?"
"Not exactly. When you're older, you'll understand."
But Lune wanted to know what was going on. She looked like she was in pain. Were they hurting her? No, they only wanted to help. They saved him, and now they were finally saving her, like they promised all those years ago. He smiled. He was going to have his sister back.
...
Soleanna woke up in her own bed. Her brother was echoing inside her mind, but she was able to push it aside. He was starting to fade anyway. His memories would stay with her until she blocked them out. Sitting up, she noticed it was day light out. How long had she slept? It didn't matter.
She got up, going straight down to where the prisoners were being held. It was such a dark and gloomy place, but Sole was on a mission. She saw Bobby Drake keeping watch over them. He was standing beside Lune's, him being the most dangerous. She smiled slightly at him, going straight to where Maddock was. Sole stood in front of his cell, staring in curiosity. He was blindfolded, that being the only way he couldn't use his powers properly.
"My dear Maddock. What has he done to you? Don't you remember me?" Sole asked. He cocked his head to listen.
"I remember I came here for something to do with you. Lune explained it, we're here to stop you from ruining the future," replied Maddock.
Sole closed her eyes, going into Maddocks mind. The two of them stood, facing each other. Her eyes were soft as she looked at him, placing a hand on his face gently. He looked confused, and a little scared. He remembered the last time she touched him.
"You really don't remember me..." she trailed.
"I... I lost my memory when I came here."
"I know. And now my brother is using you against me."
"I do believe he wants the future different, I just don't know if its good or bad."
"I can't be sure. Without me here, I can't stop it. How did you get back?"
"I snuck into the lab and used the time machine."
Sole smiled, "My father would be vexed to know that. He wasn't always your biggest fan."
"I don't care. I had to do something. Why would your father care about what I'm doing anyway?"
Sole looked down, hurt that he didn't have any memory of her. It was a shame, one that she wished didn't occur, "He cares because of how you are with me."
"What do you mean, Sole?"
Sole looked into his eyes. They were so curious, and a little afraid. She smiled, his basic instinct telling him to trust her. That was a start at least. She pulled him closer and kissed him deeply.