Mutants 101
..Rogue II…
by Michiru
It's been a crummy day. No doubtin it. And hey, it just got weird, ta boot. It's the end of the day, I'm standing at my locker, and I know I look like a fool, my mouth hanging down to my feet, my eyes bulging out…
Here's the thing. I just got a note. Asking me to please meet after school at the football field. As the season has ended, nobody'll be there, I know. But who signed the note has shocked me beyond all reason.
Mystique.
And the day HAS been crummy. After the revelation of my birthday to Kurt and Kitty, they obviously didn't tell anyone, because it hasn't been mentioned to me. I was kinda hoping for some birthday wishes… I know it's silly seeing as I didn't tell anyone, but I just hoped…
This is such a shock. But I'm going. I have to find out what she wants. I'm better at taking care of myself now. I know she's a better fighter, but if she makes a move on me, I'll try an drop her any way I can.
Making up my mind, I move out.
The football field squelches under my feet. It rained all day and night yesterday, and it remained overcast today.
And I'm starting to think I was hasty. But I can see her standing at the goal post. I don't want to seem like some afraid little kid, so I stomp (squelch) over.
"Mystique," I say coldly.
"Hello, Rogue," she says to me, pulling back her cloak.
I take a step back. "Ye're changed," I stare at her. She looks more… seductive, and young. She looks more like Kurt with her hair and teeth and eyes than ever. Her ears are pointed as well. She looks elfin.
This is what I was left with after Magneto's machine," she nods to me.
"But Sabertooth, Scott and Alex all changed back to normal!" I exclaim.
"Perhaps because of my shapeshifting abilities I never went back to the way I was. I don't mind it so much," she smiles at me, and chuckles.
"Why did ya wanna see me?" I ask her, changing the subject.
"Today is yours and Kurt's birthdays. It's time I told you the truth about yourself," She pushed the cloak back and stepped forward. "I know who your parents are, Rogue. I know who the members of your family are."
I look at her suspiciously. "How?" I ask her.
"I've had an interest in you for quite some time. I've known Irene for many years. I'm the one who put you with her, so she could take care of you."
"And raise me to be a puppet of Magneto?" I ask bitterly.
"Not at first," she shakes her head. "More to keep you safe."
"Why," I demand looking at her suspiciously.
"Because I cared about you, Rogue. You're my daughter."
I do the only thing a kid in my situation could do.
I laugh at her.
"Ya gotta be jokin!" I laugh. "Ah ain't yer kid!"
"Yes," she nods slowly. "You are. Kurt and you are twins."
I blink rapidly. Twins? Me and the fuzzy elf? The big blue bellybutton-lint-ball? "Ye're lyin," I say slowly.
"No, Rogue," she shakes her head. "I can even give details of your life as you grew up. I was there quite often as a 'friend' of Irene's. The one who brought you presents of dolls and clothes from around the world."
"No," I shake my head, trying to tune her out. She COULDN'T be my mother! "Ya tried ta KILL me!"
"You know better than anyone how I wasn't really in my right mind at the time," Mystique has a beseeching tone in her voice. She really wants me to accept this! "I was angry."
I'm starting to freak out now. "Ya can't be my mother," I repeat. "Irene says Ah was left on the doorstep."
"I told her to tell you that. At the time it seemed the best way, Rogue," she says to me softly.
"No," I whisper. Her? My mother? Kurt being my brother, this I can accept. Much easier. I actually LIKE Kurt. But her? Now I truly understand how Kurt felt and still feels.
"Rogue--" she begins.
"Ah don't wanna hear it," I interrupt with a snap. "You might be my biological mother, but ya ain't nothin but a traitor ta me."
She seems to deflate as (hood!) I finish this statement.
"You're too much like I am to accept this," she says quietly.
WHAT did she say?!
"Ah am NOT ANYTHING like y'are! Ah'm NOTHING like ya! Ah am NOT a nasty, selfish, deceivin, rotten person like ya! Ah would NEVER do ta my kids what ya did ta Kurt n me!" I yell this at her, and then I know I believe.
I know I'm hers. It just clicks. I'm surprised I hadn't picked it out of her head. But then, maybe I did in a subconscious way, cause it has the ring of truth to it. Maybe more like a carillon of truth…
"Rogue, I want to try and be a mother to you and Kurt. I want to get together with your father. I hoped you would help me," she tells me.
"How could Ah help ya with anythin like that?" I demand, looking angry.
"Because you live with him," she says to my uncomprehending brain. "It's Logan."
"Yer so kiddin," I say flatly. "And even if ya weren't, Ah can't see why ya'd think he'd ever hook up with ya."
"It was a long time ago. Tell him that Mystique remembers Paris, and does he?"
"Ah ain't tellin him nothin," I growl, and stomp away.
I run back to the school, ignoring her calling me back. This is obviously one of the worst days in my life.
"Hey there, why are you still here?" I hear rapid-fire speech behind me.
"Hallo, Pietro," I sigh, still walking.
"You weren't in detention hall," he pushes on.
"Nope," I say, deciding to freak him out. "Ah was havin a chat with Mystique."
"You're kidding!" he cries zipping in front of me.
"Do Ah look like Ah'm kiddin? Now, Ah have ta get home so Ah can get ready fer Kurt's dumb ole birthday party," I tell him, and push by him. I guess he's pretty freaked because he doesn't follow me.
I have to tell Kurt. But the real question is, do I tell Logan…
TBC
**Disclaimer**
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.
Most of the brilliant idea come from the RPGs that Haruka and I do, so don't just blame me, huh?
..Rogue II…
by Michiru
It's been a crummy day. No doubtin it. And hey, it just got weird, ta boot. It's the end of the day, I'm standing at my locker, and I know I look like a fool, my mouth hanging down to my feet, my eyes bulging out…
Here's the thing. I just got a note. Asking me to please meet after school at the football field. As the season has ended, nobody'll be there, I know. But who signed the note has shocked me beyond all reason.
Mystique.
And the day HAS been crummy. After the revelation of my birthday to Kurt and Kitty, they obviously didn't tell anyone, because it hasn't been mentioned to me. I was kinda hoping for some birthday wishes… I know it's silly seeing as I didn't tell anyone, but I just hoped…
This is such a shock. But I'm going. I have to find out what she wants. I'm better at taking care of myself now. I know she's a better fighter, but if she makes a move on me, I'll try an drop her any way I can.
Making up my mind, I move out.
The football field squelches under my feet. It rained all day and night yesterday, and it remained overcast today.
And I'm starting to think I was hasty. But I can see her standing at the goal post. I don't want to seem like some afraid little kid, so I stomp (squelch) over.
"Mystique," I say coldly.
"Hello, Rogue," she says to me, pulling back her cloak.
I take a step back. "Ye're changed," I stare at her. She looks more… seductive, and young. She looks more like Kurt with her hair and teeth and eyes than ever. Her ears are pointed as well. She looks elfin.
This is what I was left with after Magneto's machine," she nods to me.
"But Sabertooth, Scott and Alex all changed back to normal!" I exclaim.
"Perhaps because of my shapeshifting abilities I never went back to the way I was. I don't mind it so much," she smiles at me, and chuckles.
"Why did ya wanna see me?" I ask her, changing the subject.
"Today is yours and Kurt's birthdays. It's time I told you the truth about yourself," She pushed the cloak back and stepped forward. "I know who your parents are, Rogue. I know who the members of your family are."
I look at her suspiciously. "How?" I ask her.
"I've had an interest in you for quite some time. I've known Irene for many years. I'm the one who put you with her, so she could take care of you."
"And raise me to be a puppet of Magneto?" I ask bitterly.
"Not at first," she shakes her head. "More to keep you safe."
"Why," I demand looking at her suspiciously.
"Because I cared about you, Rogue. You're my daughter."
I do the only thing a kid in my situation could do.
I laugh at her.
"Ya gotta be jokin!" I laugh. "Ah ain't yer kid!"
"Yes," she nods slowly. "You are. Kurt and you are twins."
I blink rapidly. Twins? Me and the fuzzy elf? The big blue bellybutton-lint-ball? "Ye're lyin," I say slowly.
"No, Rogue," she shakes her head. "I can even give details of your life as you grew up. I was there quite often as a 'friend' of Irene's. The one who brought you presents of dolls and clothes from around the world."
"No," I shake my head, trying to tune her out. She COULDN'T be my mother! "Ya tried ta KILL me!"
"You know better than anyone how I wasn't really in my right mind at the time," Mystique has a beseeching tone in her voice. She really wants me to accept this! "I was angry."
I'm starting to freak out now. "Ya can't be my mother," I repeat. "Irene says Ah was left on the doorstep."
"I told her to tell you that. At the time it seemed the best way, Rogue," she says to me softly.
"No," I whisper. Her? My mother? Kurt being my brother, this I can accept. Much easier. I actually LIKE Kurt. But her? Now I truly understand how Kurt felt and still feels.
"Rogue--" she begins.
"Ah don't wanna hear it," I interrupt with a snap. "You might be my biological mother, but ya ain't nothin but a traitor ta me."
She seems to deflate as (hood!) I finish this statement.
"You're too much like I am to accept this," she says quietly.
WHAT did she say?!
"Ah am NOT ANYTHING like y'are! Ah'm NOTHING like ya! Ah am NOT a nasty, selfish, deceivin, rotten person like ya! Ah would NEVER do ta my kids what ya did ta Kurt n me!" I yell this at her, and then I know I believe.
I know I'm hers. It just clicks. I'm surprised I hadn't picked it out of her head. But then, maybe I did in a subconscious way, cause it has the ring of truth to it. Maybe more like a carillon of truth…
"Rogue, I want to try and be a mother to you and Kurt. I want to get together with your father. I hoped you would help me," she tells me.
"How could Ah help ya with anythin like that?" I demand, looking angry.
"Because you live with him," she says to my uncomprehending brain. "It's Logan."
"Yer so kiddin," I say flatly. "And even if ya weren't, Ah can't see why ya'd think he'd ever hook up with ya."
"It was a long time ago. Tell him that Mystique remembers Paris, and does he?"
"Ah ain't tellin him nothin," I growl, and stomp away.
I run back to the school, ignoring her calling me back. This is obviously one of the worst days in my life.
"Hey there, why are you still here?" I hear rapid-fire speech behind me.
"Hallo, Pietro," I sigh, still walking.
"You weren't in detention hall," he pushes on.
"Nope," I say, deciding to freak him out. "Ah was havin a chat with Mystique."
"You're kidding!" he cries zipping in front of me.
"Do Ah look like Ah'm kiddin? Now, Ah have ta get home so Ah can get ready fer Kurt's dumb ole birthday party," I tell him, and push by him. I guess he's pretty freaked because he doesn't follow me.
I have to tell Kurt. But the real question is, do I tell Logan…
TBC
**Disclaimer**
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.
Most of the brilliant idea come from the RPGs that Haruka and I do, so don't just blame me, huh?