Chapter 3- Recovery
Slash awakened to a bright light
over his eyes. Groggily, he looked
around. The guy in the yellow spandex
was on the next bed to his right. Looking left, Slash spotted the guy with the visor, this time wearing
sunglasses. He felt really bad for
shooting him now. The man in the trench
coat, Slash thought he said his name was Gambit, was resting comfortably across
the room. But he did feel threatened. From out of nowhere came a large blue man,
even bigger than him.
"Greetings my Naval friend." He said. "My name is Dr. Henry
McCoy. But you can call me Beast. You are in capable hands. How are you feeling?"
Slash was totally confused by what
was going on. So he went into capture
mode, as if the enemy captured him.
"Matt Kerns, Lieutenant, United
States Navy, Serial Number
Two-Four-Two-Nine-Three-Juliette-Golf-Alpha-Papa-Oscar-Seven-Five!"
Now it was Beast's turn to be
confused.
"Excuse me? What did you just say?"
Slash was about to repeat himself,
when a presence entered his mind (and Beast's).
'It's all right Hank. He's simply doing what he was taught in the
military. If the enemy ever captured
him, he is to simply repeat name, rank and serial number. But we are not the enemy. We are friends.'
At that, a bald guy in a hover chair
and an attractive red haired woman entered the room.
"My name is Charles Xavier. This is Jean Grey. You are among the X-Men. We are mutants much like you. I
see you have taken down two of my best students, and another was hurt too by your
pursuers. I see you are an incredible
shot. Are you feeling better?"
Slash was again going to say his
serial number again, but he continued the conversation.
"Yes, I'm fine. I hope I didn't seriously hurt your
X-Men. I'm sorry, but your people startled
me."
"You better be sorry bub." Said the short, stubborn guy in the next
bed.
"Luckily, you wounded most seriously
the mutant in our team that heals the fastest. That's Wolverine over there you hit multiple times with your
carbine. But you did take a nasty hit
from Rogue. But it was the only way for
us to bring you here."
"Yeah, what is her powers?"
"Rogue drains the life force of
others. If that person is a mutant, she
takes their powers for a short while. Luckily for her, most of your powers are hers as well, except for your
heightened vision. I think she enjoyed
using that one."
"Who is this guy?" motioning to
Cyclops.
"Yes, this is Cyclops. He shoots optic blasts out of his eyes. That's why you never see his eyes. He has to wear either the sunglasses or the
visor."
"That other guy, the Cajun, is that
Gambit?"
"Yes, his powers are taking
potential energy and putting it into inanimate objects and they explode."
"Wow. Sounds like a guy we could have used in the teams." Slash stopped for a second. "Say, where are we?"
"All will be revealed in time. Get some rest."
"I will. It was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Xavier and Ms. Grey."
After they left, Jean stopped the
Xavier.
"Did he just call me 'Ms. Grey?' "
"Yes. It's the Navy discipline that has been welded into him through
this training."
"Ah." Jean and Xavier split up. Soon after, Rogue entered the infirmary. Beast went out for a quick bite, and the other three injured X-Men
in the infirmary were asleep. Rogue
went over to Slash.
"Howdah sugah. I'm Rogue."
"Yeah I know. You put me into that nasty shock. How long have I been out?"
"About two days. I put my first boyfriend Cody out for plumb
near three weeks, so you ain't to bad off. Oh, and I'm sorry about your wife?"
Slash sat up. Rage began to simmer inside of him.
"How do you know about her???"
"It's 'nother downfall of my
powahs. I keep part of the person's
memry. I have many peoples marbles up
here in mah brain. I know all about
her."
Slash sat back down, and gazed into
Rogue's face.
"You know something Rogue? You look quite similar to my wife. She wasn't a Southern belle; she was a
Virginia girl living in California because of the military. She didn't mind I was in the SEALS. She lived around the military all her
life. I just wanted to be the first to
go…" Tears begin to well up in his
eyes.
"Well, ah can see that ahm upsetin
ya. I'll let ya be."
"Wait, before you go, do you have
another name, I mean besides Rogue?"
"Nope, just stick to Rogue."
"Ok, Ms. Rogue. Take care, and it was nice talking to you."
Rogue snapped off a wink, and walked
out of the infirmary.
"Wow. Dat's better than Remy. He seems to be a real gentleman." She walked on to her quarters.
Meanwhile in the infirmary, Slash
looked for his wallet. He grabbed it to
see if Erin's picture was still in there. Luckily, despite the confusion of escaping, he managed to put her
picture back in his wallet. He pulled
it out, and began to touch it, as if it was really her. Slash leaned back, and cried himself to
sleep.
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