Sorry this took so long. The last two weeks were the end of the marking period and you know how teachers have try to squeeze everything in before the end of the marking period. Anyway Rietro is winning by one.
"It'll be alright, Rogue," 'Ro tried to comfort me. I busted into another round of tears. It was over. Everything I had worked for the last year had failed. For a whole year I flirted, connived, and manipulated to get Scott and when I finally got him, I messed it up. My life was screwed, "I know Scott, Rogue, he's not about to give on you because of this."
"Yea, the Dick loves you, kid." Logan tried. He smoothed my hair. I tried to smile at him from my spot on the couch, but I failed miserably.
"I'd be surprised if he took her back," Jean sneered while looking through a magazine. Being unable to jump her at that moment I did the next best thing; cry harder.
"Jean!" 'Ro yelled at her.
"Thanks, Jean." Logan stated. My head snapped up in shock. What the hell? "For volunteerin' to take over Rogue's bathroom duty this week." I put my hand over my mouth to hide my smile. Jean shot Logan a disgusted look and jumped out of her seat.
"But I just had bathroom duty last week," she whined.
"Yea and you made the younger recruits do it for you." Evan voiced.
"And she felt so guilty that she didn't do her share, that she volunteered to do her teammate's." Logan said in a sugary sweet voice. I had to bite my lip in order to not laugh.
"I'm telling the Professor. It makes me sick how much you two," she pointed at 'Ro and Logan, "favor her," she shot me a nasty look.
"Oh, I know you're not talking about favoritism, Jean." Scott said from his position at the lounge door. I gasped. When had he gotten back? It had almost been a day since he was gone. I should know, I spent most of it crying and avoiding Pietro, "I can't believe you had the audacity to say that Rogue gets favoritism and the Professor in the same sentence." Hope filled my heart. Maybe just maybe I hadn't ruined everything.
"Why are you sticking up for her? She had her tongue down Pietro throat not even an hour after she had it down yours." Dear God, I'm going to kill Jean. I pulled off my glove this bitch is going down.
"I'd hear Rogue's side of the story before you pass judgment, Cyclops," a voice voiced from the door. We all turned to the door and stared. Standing at the door was Mystique or at least I believe it was. She was dressed differently. She was wearing this skanky leather-clad outfit. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Logan's eyes were traveling up and down her body. Really?
"All right, One-Eye, how much did you drink?"
"I didn't drink anything, but I think you should listen to what she has to say."
"Magneto's placed a bomb in here and it's about to go off in 4 minutes. I suggest you get everyone out of here."
Logan glanced towards Scott, "You believe her?"
"I figured she has a lot to lose if the bomb went off. Eight people close to her, I figured she's probably telling the truth."
"Eight? Where did you get eight from?" Mystique asked.
"Your boys and Tabitha, Kurt, Rogue, and Logan."
"Logan?" I asked.
"You're mad!" Mystique shot at him.
"I wear rose-colored glasses, but I'm not stupid."
"Depends on who you ask."
Logan just watched with an amused smile. Oh dear God, Logan was having sex with Mystique. This day couldn't get any better.
"Cute, Mystique, real cute."
"Hold it!" 'Ro yelled. Scott and Mystique immediately quieted, "We can continue this outside. If there really is a bomb in the mansion its about to go off in 2 minutes." Oh shit! We had forgotten about the damn bomb.
"Boys! Get your asses down here!" Mystique yelled. Despite my previous mood I smiled. Same old Mystique.
"Mystique?" Lance asked from upstairs. My eyes narrowed slightly. This morning Kitty had come into my new room and told me that Lance had wanted to explain about the machine, but she forgot when she saw me crying. Pietro dashed down the stairs and tackled Mystique.
"Mystique's back!" He hugged her. Then he glanced at what she was wearing, "Wow. What happened?"
Lance, Toad, Fred and Tabitha soon followed him. Pietro helped Mystique back up to her feet. Toad, Lance, Fred grabbed her for a group hug. Tabitha watched on amused.
"Let me go you spineless, pathetic excuses for mutants!" Logan and I began to laugh at the struggling Mystique. She pushed them off her which was no small feat.
"Wow. What happened?" Lance asked noticing Mystique's attire.
"Never mind that. Rogue, you're in charge. Get the other X-men and Brotherhood members out and away from the mansion. Me, Cyclops, Storm are going to get the younger recruits."
"Don't give her a hard time, Jean." Scott warned and took off after 'Ro and Logan. I smiled at her triumphantly.
"Damn, even when Cyclops' is mad at her he defends her. That's love for ya," Mystique sneered at Jean and walked out of the door. Jean glared at her. I followed her and the others after me. We took off in a jog to about 400 meters from the mansion. I turned around and looked for signs for signs of the others. I couldn't see them.
"They're not going to make it." Kitty said.
"We have ta go back and help," I ordered with rising fear. Where were they?
"You can't you will get caught in the blast." Pietro reasoned. I shook my head. Scott was in there. If He died...No! He
"C'mon Kurt. Bamf us back in 'ere." Before I could finish the last syllable. The bomb went off. Flames engulfed the mansion.
(AN: Maybe I should end it there....Nah.)
"No!" I screamed. Lord, No! Scott...Logan. A sob racked my body. Pietro grabbed me before I collapsed to the ground. He rubbed my back and muttered a few meaningless words. This wasn't happening. My life was over. Twenty four hours ago my life had been perfect. I had the man of my dreams. Twenty-three hours and thirty minutes ago I found out the guy that I'd love for a good year of my like had and returned feeling for me. Twenty-three hours thirty five minutes ago my world collapsed and I was left confused and desperate. One minute ago my soul died, "No!" I repeated. This couldn't be happening. Kitty fell to her knees and hugged me crying also. Evan just stood there shocked. Jean just stood there. The others ranged in motion from shock to worry to self-loathing.
"Wait look!" Toad pointed at the door of the mansion door. It was being froen over. I held my breath. The door was then kick down. Bobby, Rhane, Paige, St. Johns, a hysterical Jamie, Jubilee, and Amara emerged. Please. Please. 'Ro flew out of the door shortly after. Come on. Nothing. That was it. Scott and Logan were dead.
"No," Mystique whispered softly. I looked up at her. She was shaking her head in disbelief. I think she would probably be the only one that understand me at that moment.
Suddenly a window broke. Logan rolled through it. Scott soon followed. I pushed myself out of Pietro's arms and raced back to Scott and Logan. I fell to my knees next to him and hugged him as he gasped for breath.
"Baby, let go." He rasped. I blushed and let him go. I ran my finger over a scar on his eyebrow. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I smiled at him tenderly.
"Are you two okay?" Mystique asked nonchalantly like she wasn't about to cry a second ago.
"Peachy. Storm, some rain please," Logan muttered mockingly while getting up.
"Is it me or do yall have dis sense of deja vu?" I asked dryly.
"Hey. Both of those are my lines." Scott protested.
"Ya were a lil' short of breath so we decided to say them for you. Don't sue." I stated mockingly. He smiled which soon turned to a wry grin as it started to pour. All of the girls let out a shriek.
"'Ro!" She smiled innocently.
"Where's Charles any way?" Mystique noted.
"He went to check on something."
"I bet he did," She muttered quietly. I arched my eyebrow. I shifted my position on Scott's lap slightly. Pietro glanced at me, then turned away. Guilt settled on me. All day I had been going about Scott. I felt really bad. Why don't you just pour some alcohol on the wound, huh?
"How much longer?" I asked, suddenly uncomfortable.
"Couple of minutes."
"Oh, come on Rogue. You act like being in a limo is an everyday occurrence." Kitty said enthusiastically. I still don't know how we allowed Mystique to convince us to go with her. After the fire had been put out Two long limos appeared and Mystique told us she was heading to the Himalayas were one of her hideouts were. We had been a little hesitant, but then she pointed out we had no where else to go.
"Why we suddenly so antsy?" Scott whispered into my ear. I just shrugged trying to ignore the desire to kiss him. Nope not in front of Pietro. God, why was my life so confusing?
The car stopped. The driver came around and opened our door. I stepped out first, glad to stretch my legs and get he hell away from my problems for a minute. You're going to have to pick soon a voice in my head nagged. I knew I had to soon. Neither of them would wait that long for me.
I glanced around to make sure that everyone was asleep. They were. I climbed our my airplane seat and walked quietly up to the first class area. I glanced carefully through the little space in the curtains. Mystique and Logan were talking. I could see Logan's face, he appeared to be slightly upset. I quietly backed away from the curtain. My mind on those two. Was it just physical between them or where they in love? Like you need to be worrying about someone else's love life. I closed my eyes, when I got back to my seat, and tried to get some sleep...
i"To what do I owe the pleasure of having your company, Miss?..."
"Madame Glouton."
"My my, confident aren't we. Really what that mi'lady's name?"
"Madame de Glouton. I am going to be your wife."
"We have but only met."
"I am going to be your wife."/i
i"Logan! Wait!"
"For someone who can shapeshift you take an awful long time to prepare yourself."
"You wouldn't want your future wife to look poorly done know would you?"
"I still believe you somehow tricked me into proposing to you."
"Oh, shut up! You proposed to me because you are head-over-heels for me."
"That I am, dear. That I am."/i
i"I hate you, do you know that?"
"It's only the fourteenth time you said it in an hour. Now shut up and focus on your breathing."
"No more children, Logan! I don't even want these two. Make the pain stop."
"If you would stop wasting energy on talking and concentrate on breathing; I'm sure it would hurt less."
"What would you know? I'm the one that's giving birth!"
"No need to remind me."/i
i"Kurt! Don't do that! Stay still you little-"
"And I thought I was the one who had to watch their mouth around the kids."
"Daddy!"
"How's my lil' princess."
"Good. Mommy said a bad word, but I put her on punish'ent."
"That's Daddy's lil' girl."
"Marie, go clean your room."
"Okay, Mommy!"/i
i"Mommy, what's wong?"
"Daddy's gone. I have to go look for him."
"I wanna come."
"No, you stay here and watch Kurt for me. I love you."/i
i"Stop! Let me go!"
"Now, Now, Logan. We're not going to hurt you."
"The hell you won't!"
"Please subdue the test subject."
"No!"/i
"No," I screamed. Tears streamed down my eyes. I rocked back and forward. Everyone jumped at my yells, "No!" I pushed them away from me, "Stay away!" I gasped for breath, but it felt like I was drowning. I pulled my gloved off and felt up and down my arms. They were still there. No mad scientist was trying to line my body with metal. That wasn't me. That was Logan. I started to sobbed harder. Logan was my father. He had been so happy with his life before those humans had ripped him from us. Kurt my brother. Mystique my mother. I passed out.
Well that's it for this chapter. I typed this whole thing in a day. I'm proud of myself. I'm leaning towards Scogue, because Ezmee's Pietro/Scott/Rogue turned out to be a Rietro (check it out it's a great story), but my mind can still be changed. I do feel bad that this was so Scott-centric, so I promise to make it up to my Rietro fans next chapter, but I might pick Scott in the end. The whole Kurt's-Mystique's-son didn't happen like it did in the cartoon. Mystique told Kurt one day. I know kinda weak, but I'm tired.
"It'll be alright, Rogue," 'Ro tried to comfort me. I busted into another round of tears. It was over. Everything I had worked for the last year had failed. For a whole year I flirted, connived, and manipulated to get Scott and when I finally got him, I messed it up. My life was screwed, "I know Scott, Rogue, he's not about to give on you because of this."
"Yea, the Dick loves you, kid." Logan tried. He smoothed my hair. I tried to smile at him from my spot on the couch, but I failed miserably.
"I'd be surprised if he took her back," Jean sneered while looking through a magazine. Being unable to jump her at that moment I did the next best thing; cry harder.
"Jean!" 'Ro yelled at her.
"Thanks, Jean." Logan stated. My head snapped up in shock. What the hell? "For volunteerin' to take over Rogue's bathroom duty this week." I put my hand over my mouth to hide my smile. Jean shot Logan a disgusted look and jumped out of her seat.
"But I just had bathroom duty last week," she whined.
"Yea and you made the younger recruits do it for you." Evan voiced.
"And she felt so guilty that she didn't do her share, that she volunteered to do her teammate's." Logan said in a sugary sweet voice. I had to bite my lip in order to not laugh.
"I'm telling the Professor. It makes me sick how much you two," she pointed at 'Ro and Logan, "favor her," she shot me a nasty look.
"Oh, I know you're not talking about favoritism, Jean." Scott said from his position at the lounge door. I gasped. When had he gotten back? It had almost been a day since he was gone. I should know, I spent most of it crying and avoiding Pietro, "I can't believe you had the audacity to say that Rogue gets favoritism and the Professor in the same sentence." Hope filled my heart. Maybe just maybe I hadn't ruined everything.
"Why are you sticking up for her? She had her tongue down Pietro throat not even an hour after she had it down yours." Dear God, I'm going to kill Jean. I pulled off my glove this bitch is going down.
"I'd hear Rogue's side of the story before you pass judgment, Cyclops," a voice voiced from the door. We all turned to the door and stared. Standing at the door was Mystique or at least I believe it was. She was dressed differently. She was wearing this skanky leather-clad outfit. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Logan's eyes were traveling up and down her body. Really?
"All right, One-Eye, how much did you drink?"
"I didn't drink anything, but I think you should listen to what she has to say."
"Magneto's placed a bomb in here and it's about to go off in 4 minutes. I suggest you get everyone out of here."
Logan glanced towards Scott, "You believe her?"
"I figured she has a lot to lose if the bomb went off. Eight people close to her, I figured she's probably telling the truth."
"Eight? Where did you get eight from?" Mystique asked.
"Your boys and Tabitha, Kurt, Rogue, and Logan."
"Logan?" I asked.
"You're mad!" Mystique shot at him.
"I wear rose-colored glasses, but I'm not stupid."
"Depends on who you ask."
Logan just watched with an amused smile. Oh dear God, Logan was having sex with Mystique. This day couldn't get any better.
"Cute, Mystique, real cute."
"Hold it!" 'Ro yelled. Scott and Mystique immediately quieted, "We can continue this outside. If there really is a bomb in the mansion its about to go off in 2 minutes." Oh shit! We had forgotten about the damn bomb.
"Boys! Get your asses down here!" Mystique yelled. Despite my previous mood I smiled. Same old Mystique.
"Mystique?" Lance asked from upstairs. My eyes narrowed slightly. This morning Kitty had come into my new room and told me that Lance had wanted to explain about the machine, but she forgot when she saw me crying. Pietro dashed down the stairs and tackled Mystique.
"Mystique's back!" He hugged her. Then he glanced at what she was wearing, "Wow. What happened?"
Lance, Toad, Fred and Tabitha soon followed him. Pietro helped Mystique back up to her feet. Toad, Lance, Fred grabbed her for a group hug. Tabitha watched on amused.
"Let me go you spineless, pathetic excuses for mutants!" Logan and I began to laugh at the struggling Mystique. She pushed them off her which was no small feat.
"Wow. What happened?" Lance asked noticing Mystique's attire.
"Never mind that. Rogue, you're in charge. Get the other X-men and Brotherhood members out and away from the mansion. Me, Cyclops, Storm are going to get the younger recruits."
"Don't give her a hard time, Jean." Scott warned and took off after 'Ro and Logan. I smiled at her triumphantly.
"Damn, even when Cyclops' is mad at her he defends her. That's love for ya," Mystique sneered at Jean and walked out of the door. Jean glared at her. I followed her and the others after me. We took off in a jog to about 400 meters from the mansion. I turned around and looked for signs for signs of the others. I couldn't see them.
"They're not going to make it." Kitty said.
"We have ta go back and help," I ordered with rising fear. Where were they?
"You can't you will get caught in the blast." Pietro reasoned. I shook my head. Scott was in there. If He died...No! He
"C'mon Kurt. Bamf us back in 'ere." Before I could finish the last syllable. The bomb went off. Flames engulfed the mansion.
(AN: Maybe I should end it there....Nah.)
"No!" I screamed. Lord, No! Scott...Logan. A sob racked my body. Pietro grabbed me before I collapsed to the ground. He rubbed my back and muttered a few meaningless words. This wasn't happening. My life was over. Twenty four hours ago my life had been perfect. I had the man of my dreams. Twenty-three hours and thirty minutes ago I found out the guy that I'd love for a good year of my like had and returned feeling for me. Twenty-three hours thirty five minutes ago my world collapsed and I was left confused and desperate. One minute ago my soul died, "No!" I repeated. This couldn't be happening. Kitty fell to her knees and hugged me crying also. Evan just stood there shocked. Jean just stood there. The others ranged in motion from shock to worry to self-loathing.
"Wait look!" Toad pointed at the door of the mansion door. It was being froen over. I held my breath. The door was then kick down. Bobby, Rhane, Paige, St. Johns, a hysterical Jamie, Jubilee, and Amara emerged. Please. Please. 'Ro flew out of the door shortly after. Come on. Nothing. That was it. Scott and Logan were dead.
"No," Mystique whispered softly. I looked up at her. She was shaking her head in disbelief. I think she would probably be the only one that understand me at that moment.
Suddenly a window broke. Logan rolled through it. Scott soon followed. I pushed myself out of Pietro's arms and raced back to Scott and Logan. I fell to my knees next to him and hugged him as he gasped for breath.
"Baby, let go." He rasped. I blushed and let him go. I ran my finger over a scar on his eyebrow. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I smiled at him tenderly.
"Are you two okay?" Mystique asked nonchalantly like she wasn't about to cry a second ago.
"Peachy. Storm, some rain please," Logan muttered mockingly while getting up.
"Is it me or do yall have dis sense of deja vu?" I asked dryly.
"Hey. Both of those are my lines." Scott protested.
"Ya were a lil' short of breath so we decided to say them for you. Don't sue." I stated mockingly. He smiled which soon turned to a wry grin as it started to pour. All of the girls let out a shriek.
"'Ro!" She smiled innocently.
"Where's Charles any way?" Mystique noted.
"He went to check on something."
"I bet he did," She muttered quietly. I arched my eyebrow. I shifted my position on Scott's lap slightly. Pietro glanced at me, then turned away. Guilt settled on me. All day I had been going about Scott. I felt really bad. Why don't you just pour some alcohol on the wound, huh?
"How much longer?" I asked, suddenly uncomfortable.
"Couple of minutes."
"Oh, come on Rogue. You act like being in a limo is an everyday occurrence." Kitty said enthusiastically. I still don't know how we allowed Mystique to convince us to go with her. After the fire had been put out Two long limos appeared and Mystique told us she was heading to the Himalayas were one of her hideouts were. We had been a little hesitant, but then she pointed out we had no where else to go.
"Why we suddenly so antsy?" Scott whispered into my ear. I just shrugged trying to ignore the desire to kiss him. Nope not in front of Pietro. God, why was my life so confusing?
The car stopped. The driver came around and opened our door. I stepped out first, glad to stretch my legs and get he hell away from my problems for a minute. You're going to have to pick soon a voice in my head nagged. I knew I had to soon. Neither of them would wait that long for me.
I glanced around to make sure that everyone was asleep. They were. I climbed our my airplane seat and walked quietly up to the first class area. I glanced carefully through the little space in the curtains. Mystique and Logan were talking. I could see Logan's face, he appeared to be slightly upset. I quietly backed away from the curtain. My mind on those two. Was it just physical between them or where they in love? Like you need to be worrying about someone else's love life. I closed my eyes, when I got back to my seat, and tried to get some sleep...
i"To what do I owe the pleasure of having your company, Miss?..."
"Madame Glouton."
"My my, confident aren't we. Really what that mi'lady's name?"
"Madame de Glouton. I am going to be your wife."
"We have but only met."
"I am going to be your wife."/i
i"Logan! Wait!"
"For someone who can shapeshift you take an awful long time to prepare yourself."
"You wouldn't want your future wife to look poorly done know would you?"
"I still believe you somehow tricked me into proposing to you."
"Oh, shut up! You proposed to me because you are head-over-heels for me."
"That I am, dear. That I am."/i
i"I hate you, do you know that?"
"It's only the fourteenth time you said it in an hour. Now shut up and focus on your breathing."
"No more children, Logan! I don't even want these two. Make the pain stop."
"If you would stop wasting energy on talking and concentrate on breathing; I'm sure it would hurt less."
"What would you know? I'm the one that's giving birth!"
"No need to remind me."/i
i"Kurt! Don't do that! Stay still you little-"
"And I thought I was the one who had to watch their mouth around the kids."
"Daddy!"
"How's my lil' princess."
"Good. Mommy said a bad word, but I put her on punish'ent."
"That's Daddy's lil' girl."
"Marie, go clean your room."
"Okay, Mommy!"/i
i"Mommy, what's wong?"
"Daddy's gone. I have to go look for him."
"I wanna come."
"No, you stay here and watch Kurt for me. I love you."/i
i"Stop! Let me go!"
"Now, Now, Logan. We're not going to hurt you."
"The hell you won't!"
"Please subdue the test subject."
"No!"/i
"No," I screamed. Tears streamed down my eyes. I rocked back and forward. Everyone jumped at my yells, "No!" I pushed them away from me, "Stay away!" I gasped for breath, but it felt like I was drowning. I pulled my gloved off and felt up and down my arms. They were still there. No mad scientist was trying to line my body with metal. That wasn't me. That was Logan. I started to sobbed harder. Logan was my father. He had been so happy with his life before those humans had ripped him from us. Kurt my brother. Mystique my mother. I passed out.
Well that's it for this chapter. I typed this whole thing in a day. I'm proud of myself. I'm leaning towards Scogue, because Ezmee's Pietro/Scott/Rogue turned out to be a Rietro (check it out it's a great story), but my mind can still be changed. I do feel bad that this was so Scott-centric, so I promise to make it up to my Rietro fans next chapter, but I might pick Scott in the end. The whole Kurt's-Mystique's-son didn't happen like it did in the cartoon. Mystique told Kurt one day. I know kinda weak, but I'm tired.