Logan doesn't know Rogue's real name. When I started, I mean barely, started this chapter Pietro was winning. Then when I had about a couple paragraphs done, It was a tie. Then towards the end Scott was winning. Now it's a tie.
"In latest news supporters of the Mutant Registration Act are outraged that the Act wasn't passed," the TV showed protesting people holding signs and yelling. My lip turned up in a snarl. Yea, that's right ya damn racists: we won, "Some have even gone to the extremes to burn a house allegedly full of mutants." My eyebrow arched. House of Mutants? The TV showed a large house with a bunch of people outside holding torches. My eyes narrowed. Oh shit! That was the Brotherhood house. One of the people threw a torch through the window, setting fire to the house. Others soon followed there leaders example. Rogue watched interested. Weird, huh? I just referred to myself in third person. But it was true the Rogue in me watched my former family burn and thought nothing of it. She actually was enjoying this. But Marie, sweet innocent Marie, watched horrified. Marie wanted to help the Brotherhood, Rogue wanted to sit here and watch the Brotherhood burn to ashes. For the first time in a while Marie won.
"Logan! Scott! Professah!" I yelled frantically. Logan burst into the lounge, claws extended, and looking around for the intruder. Scott jogged into the room with the Professor behind him. 'Ro followed them.
"What's wrong, Stripes?" Logan asked worriedly. I pointed at the TV.
"You want a puppy?" Scott asked bemused. I turned to look at the TV: it had switched to commercial. Any other time I would have laughed at that.
"No, ah was watching the news and a bunch of jackasses were burning the Brotherhood house!" They stared at me for a moment before it clicked. For geeks they were slow as hell.
"You three take motorcycles. I doubt that the Brotherhood have a place to land the Blackbird." They nodded and started to leave.
"Ah'm going."
"Rogue, it would be better-"
"Who 'ere knows where the Brotherhood house is?" I raised my hand and smiled sugarily. Scott chuckled and left. I followed him, smiling triumphantly. We hurriedly rushed to the garage. Rogue protested to helping the people that wanted to kill me, but Marie was in control.
"I want to come." We turned to see Kitty.
"Oh no, half pint. It bad enough we're takin' Stripes."
Kitty looked at Logan desperately. I don't think she even knew what happened; just that something was wrong with Lance.
"Fine, you can keep Stripes company away and down the street from the house."
Outraged I cried, "How are you gonna know which house it is?"
"It'll be the one on fire," Scott answered humorously. Sometimes his odd sense of humor got on my nerves. I sighed and jumped on the motorcycle behind Scott. Logan frowned at me. I gave him an innocent look. I wasn't going to seduce him...on the bike at least. I remember when Scott called me a sweet devil. He explained it was an oxymoron. I called him a moron that need some oxygen so that his brain could function. 'Ro climbed on the motorcycle behind Logan. They make a cute couple. If Kitty was so worried about Lance she probably would thinking the same thing. Kitty climbed into Logan's side car. We pulled off after I gave Scott directions. I rested my head on his muscular back. I wonder if his chest is this muscular. Action followed thought. My hand that was on his waist traveled upward to abs. Scott took in a sharp breath. I chuckled.
We arrived at the Brotherhood house rather quickly. Maybe it was the fact that Scott and Logan had driven on the sidewalk. Despite what Logan said, Kitty and I followed them to the Brotherhood house. I gasped. God, the fire was definitely out of hand. It seemed every room in the house was burning. Lord, let them be alright.
"Strom, rain please." Scott ordered forever the leader. Always in control. That's why I love him.
"The wetness might make the already damaged wood collapse. If there's anyone in there, they'll die," Storm muttered.
"The question I who's in the there. Kitty, what time does Lance get home?"
"He, like, has work. He should be getting back at-" Lance screeched to a halt right in front of us. "Now," finished Kitty. Lance jumped out of his jeep wearing a huge foamy hotdog on his head. He shot Kitty a half-smile.
"Nice hat."
"Up yours, Summers." Lance sneered not even looking at Scott. His eyes trained on his burning house.
"Who's in there?"
"I don't know. Since we don't have school the others just go their way. I know Freddy and Toad aren't in there, they've got jobs too. Tabby never tells me where she's going and Pietro could be out for run for all I know."
"So in other words there's probably only two of them in there. Well could be worse, we could be dragging Big Boy otha there." Logan grunted. Lance pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"What the are you doing?" I asked. He looked at me surprised. Either he didn't expect me to be here or he hadn't seen before.
"That's how you got here," he murmured looking staring at me. He put his cell phone to his ear, "Tabitha! Where the hell are you?...In the house! Get the hell out of there!...Stop using the little brain you've got for smart comebacks and get the hell out of there! Pietro?" His features took on a worried look. I felt my heart beat faster, "How badly is he bleeding?" Oh Lord. Pietro was hurt. "You've got to be exaggerating...That badly?" I don't know what possessed me at that moment, whether it was Marie in charge or one of the other personalities in my head but I ran to the door of the Brotherhood house with inhuman speed.
"Rogue!" Scoot and Logan yelled in union. I kicked the door in and ran into the burning house. I dropped to the floor immediately, trying to get air to breathe. I squirmed trying to avoid the roaming flames. I looked around. Which room was Pietro in? why hadn't I stayed to at least hear where they were in.
I took a deep breath, "Tabitha! Tabitha!" I quieted for a moment and listened.
"Who's that?"
"Rogue!"
"You've gotta be kidding!"
"Where the hell are you?" I yelled ignoring her. I coughed at the smoke I inhaled.
"Your old room!" Why the hell were they in my room? And why was it still my room? I shot up and ran to the stairs while trying to avoid the falling ceiling. I ran to my old room and kick down the door again. I'm getting good at that. I steeped back as Tabitha sat on my bed with Pietro's bleeding head on her lap. A wall of fire separated them from me. I felt tears well up in my eyes. Pietro's beautiful white hair was soaked with his blood. There was so much blood. Tabitha looked at me desperately. I felt as desperate as she looked. How were we going to get Pietro out of here. Especially with the ring of fire around him. I took labored breaths to calm the rising fear in my heart. I felt two people come behind me. It was Scott and Logan. I looked at them pleadingly. Logan who looked like he was about to chew me out for coming in here, but when he caught sight of Pietro and Tabitha the lecture died at his lips.
"I'll get the boy you get the girl," Logan ordered Scott. Scott complied without as much as a glare. I guess they had settled their differences without even noticing. They'd probably be at each other again pretty soon. Logan walked right through the fire while Scott pressed against the wall and walked around to an opening in the ring. Logan carefully took Pietro from Tabitha and Scott reached his hand to Tabitha, who grasped it as Scott picked her up. I turned around and started to run down stairs, but I tripped over something and tumbled down the stairs. My head hit the bottom stair and I was overcome with darkness.
Since it was a tie through most of this chapter I had a tiny bit of Scrogue and Rietro.
Scott's winning by one. For those who already voted, you can vote more, but your vote will only count as one. So if you want your person to win, you better encourage other fans to vote.
Next chapter will be very emotional chapter.
"In latest news supporters of the Mutant Registration Act are outraged that the Act wasn't passed," the TV showed protesting people holding signs and yelling. My lip turned up in a snarl. Yea, that's right ya damn racists: we won, "Some have even gone to the extremes to burn a house allegedly full of mutants." My eyebrow arched. House of Mutants? The TV showed a large house with a bunch of people outside holding torches. My eyes narrowed. Oh shit! That was the Brotherhood house. One of the people threw a torch through the window, setting fire to the house. Others soon followed there leaders example. Rogue watched interested. Weird, huh? I just referred to myself in third person. But it was true the Rogue in me watched my former family burn and thought nothing of it. She actually was enjoying this. But Marie, sweet innocent Marie, watched horrified. Marie wanted to help the Brotherhood, Rogue wanted to sit here and watch the Brotherhood burn to ashes. For the first time in a while Marie won.
"Logan! Scott! Professah!" I yelled frantically. Logan burst into the lounge, claws extended, and looking around for the intruder. Scott jogged into the room with the Professor behind him. 'Ro followed them.
"What's wrong, Stripes?" Logan asked worriedly. I pointed at the TV.
"You want a puppy?" Scott asked bemused. I turned to look at the TV: it had switched to commercial. Any other time I would have laughed at that.
"No, ah was watching the news and a bunch of jackasses were burning the Brotherhood house!" They stared at me for a moment before it clicked. For geeks they were slow as hell.
"You three take motorcycles. I doubt that the Brotherhood have a place to land the Blackbird." They nodded and started to leave.
"Ah'm going."
"Rogue, it would be better-"
"Who 'ere knows where the Brotherhood house is?" I raised my hand and smiled sugarily. Scott chuckled and left. I followed him, smiling triumphantly. We hurriedly rushed to the garage. Rogue protested to helping the people that wanted to kill me, but Marie was in control.
"I want to come." We turned to see Kitty.
"Oh no, half pint. It bad enough we're takin' Stripes."
Kitty looked at Logan desperately. I don't think she even knew what happened; just that something was wrong with Lance.
"Fine, you can keep Stripes company away and down the street from the house."
Outraged I cried, "How are you gonna know which house it is?"
"It'll be the one on fire," Scott answered humorously. Sometimes his odd sense of humor got on my nerves. I sighed and jumped on the motorcycle behind Scott. Logan frowned at me. I gave him an innocent look. I wasn't going to seduce him...on the bike at least. I remember when Scott called me a sweet devil. He explained it was an oxymoron. I called him a moron that need some oxygen so that his brain could function. 'Ro climbed on the motorcycle behind Logan. They make a cute couple. If Kitty was so worried about Lance she probably would thinking the same thing. Kitty climbed into Logan's side car. We pulled off after I gave Scott directions. I rested my head on his muscular back. I wonder if his chest is this muscular. Action followed thought. My hand that was on his waist traveled upward to abs. Scott took in a sharp breath. I chuckled.
We arrived at the Brotherhood house rather quickly. Maybe it was the fact that Scott and Logan had driven on the sidewalk. Despite what Logan said, Kitty and I followed them to the Brotherhood house. I gasped. God, the fire was definitely out of hand. It seemed every room in the house was burning. Lord, let them be alright.
"Strom, rain please." Scott ordered forever the leader. Always in control. That's why I love him.
"The wetness might make the already damaged wood collapse. If there's anyone in there, they'll die," Storm muttered.
"The question I who's in the there. Kitty, what time does Lance get home?"
"He, like, has work. He should be getting back at-" Lance screeched to a halt right in front of us. "Now," finished Kitty. Lance jumped out of his jeep wearing a huge foamy hotdog on his head. He shot Kitty a half-smile.
"Nice hat."
"Up yours, Summers." Lance sneered not even looking at Scott. His eyes trained on his burning house.
"Who's in there?"
"I don't know. Since we don't have school the others just go their way. I know Freddy and Toad aren't in there, they've got jobs too. Tabby never tells me where she's going and Pietro could be out for run for all I know."
"So in other words there's probably only two of them in there. Well could be worse, we could be dragging Big Boy otha there." Logan grunted. Lance pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"What the are you doing?" I asked. He looked at me surprised. Either he didn't expect me to be here or he hadn't seen before.
"That's how you got here," he murmured looking staring at me. He put his cell phone to his ear, "Tabitha! Where the hell are you?...In the house! Get the hell out of there!...Stop using the little brain you've got for smart comebacks and get the hell out of there! Pietro?" His features took on a worried look. I felt my heart beat faster, "How badly is he bleeding?" Oh Lord. Pietro was hurt. "You've got to be exaggerating...That badly?" I don't know what possessed me at that moment, whether it was Marie in charge or one of the other personalities in my head but I ran to the door of the Brotherhood house with inhuman speed.
"Rogue!" Scoot and Logan yelled in union. I kicked the door in and ran into the burning house. I dropped to the floor immediately, trying to get air to breathe. I squirmed trying to avoid the roaming flames. I looked around. Which room was Pietro in? why hadn't I stayed to at least hear where they were in.
I took a deep breath, "Tabitha! Tabitha!" I quieted for a moment and listened.
"Who's that?"
"Rogue!"
"You've gotta be kidding!"
"Where the hell are you?" I yelled ignoring her. I coughed at the smoke I inhaled.
"Your old room!" Why the hell were they in my room? And why was it still my room? I shot up and ran to the stairs while trying to avoid the falling ceiling. I ran to my old room and kick down the door again. I'm getting good at that. I steeped back as Tabitha sat on my bed with Pietro's bleeding head on her lap. A wall of fire separated them from me. I felt tears well up in my eyes. Pietro's beautiful white hair was soaked with his blood. There was so much blood. Tabitha looked at me desperately. I felt as desperate as she looked. How were we going to get Pietro out of here. Especially with the ring of fire around him. I took labored breaths to calm the rising fear in my heart. I felt two people come behind me. It was Scott and Logan. I looked at them pleadingly. Logan who looked like he was about to chew me out for coming in here, but when he caught sight of Pietro and Tabitha the lecture died at his lips.
"I'll get the boy you get the girl," Logan ordered Scott. Scott complied without as much as a glare. I guess they had settled their differences without even noticing. They'd probably be at each other again pretty soon. Logan walked right through the fire while Scott pressed against the wall and walked around to an opening in the ring. Logan carefully took Pietro from Tabitha and Scott reached his hand to Tabitha, who grasped it as Scott picked her up. I turned around and started to run down stairs, but I tripped over something and tumbled down the stairs. My head hit the bottom stair and I was overcome with darkness.
Since it was a tie through most of this chapter I had a tiny bit of Scrogue and Rietro.
Scott's winning by one. For those who already voted, you can vote more, but your vote will only count as one. So if you want your person to win, you better encourage other fans to vote.
Next chapter will be very emotional chapter.