It gets kinda anti-Xavier here. I have nothing against the guy it's just that it fits the story.
"What?" I asked. I couldn't believe it. Chastity was Magneto's dead wife.
"Mom?" Pietro whispered in absolute shock. I know the feeling, I mused silently.
"Stop calling her that! She could never produce something as evil as you!" Wanda hissed at Pietro. Ow that hurt. Pietro's eyes exploded in anger.
"Wanda!" Chastity gasped.
"I glad he locked you in there. You deserved it." He hissed back at her. At least my family isn't that bad.
"Why you-" everything started to rise again. Round two.
"Stop it, Wanda," Chastity whispered softly. Reluctantly Wanda obeyed, but she continued to glare at Pietro.
"How the hell does a nice lady like you doing with a jerk like Magneto?" Daddy, I'm enjoying calling him that, asked.
"People can change, Logan."
"Magneto was always evil," Mystique muttered. We just stared at her. Was she serious? "What?" she asked like she didn't say wrong.
"'Magneto's evil' is my line," Logan walked closer to her, "What's with the sudden change of mind?"
Mystique flipped her hair over her shoulder, "Women's right to change her mind."
"What does that have to do with you?" 'Ro insulted. Everyone laughed. Mystique glared at 'Ro dangerously, "and besides how do you plan to go up against Magneto if you cannot even beat me?" Mystique eyes exploded in anger. She stepped threateningly to 'Ro, but Logan grabbed her. They glared at each other for a while. Suddenly I remembered the last we had seen Mystique before she came back was the whole Asteroid M episode. It seems those two weren't done with their fight, "Truth hurts." 'Ro turned to leave.
"Don't you ever wonder, Storm?" she whispered quietly as if the anger was suddenly drained from her body. 'Ro glanced at her cautiously. Mystique continued, "Don't you ever wonder about those wheel chair tracks? The ones by the fire?"
'Ro whirled to look at Mystique with wild eyes, "Does everyone in the Brotherhood know my personal business?"
"He talks about your parents." Tabitha whispered. I had a feeling that something big was about to go down and things were never going to be the same.
"Who is he?" 'Ro asked in a controlled voice.
"Magneto," Pietro answered.
'Ro took a deep breath. I knew in her mind she was remembering what happened the last time she went up a Brotherhood member, "How would he know about my parents' death?"
"Don't answer that. You know the answer, Storm. You've been denying it for the last decade." Mystique said to her softly.
"Are you suggesting that Charles and Magneto where there, watching my parents burn to death," She whispered deadly clam. Calm before the storm. Bad pun.
"That's crazy!" Jean spoke up, "The Professor would never-"
"Jean, shut up." 'Ro muttered. Her eyes remained trained on Mystique.
"I will not shut up! And I can't believe that you even want to hear this bull-"
"Jean!" 'Ro snapped. I don't think I've ever heard 'Ro snap at any of us. She turned her attention back to Mystique.
"They killed my parents did they not?" she whispered with a certainty that was unnerving. I stared at her stunned.
"Whoa! What?" Evan asked. He looked like his skateboard had started talking. I noticed all looked shock except the Fold, Brotherhood, and Scott. Why the hell was Scott not shocked?
"Lance gave it away. My parents were killed for not giving me up, but I assumed that they were killed by the African government, but they weren't. They were killed by Magneto and...Charles," She whispered as if it was the most normal thing to say.
Jean found her voice first, "That's absurd! If the Professor really killed your parents then why would he recruit you and give you a place and food."
"To ease his guilty conscience," Mirage volunteered.
"It still doesn't make sense-"
"People change their minds, Jean." Verona explained like she was talking to a two-year old. Jean glared at Verona, "Charles Xavier realized the err of his ways and "repented."
"How dare you even suggest that! Charles Xavier is a Godsend!"
"Bullshit!" Mirage spat. Her eyes burned with fire. She fixed a contemptuous glare on Jean. She was a scary picture, "Charles Xavier is the devil! He is a thousands times worse than Magneto. At least Magneto isn't a coward. Because of Charles Xavier three thousands mutant and non-mutants were killed. Just because he didn't have the guts to stand up to Magneto. If Xavier had had the balls to stand up to Magneto, Magneto would have been dead along time ago."
"Save your breath, Mirage. He hasn't wronged her." Lolita tried to calm her leader.
"He hasn't wronged anyone in this room."
"Now that's bullshit. You know nothing of Charles Xavier's affairs! His cowardice has cost almost everyone in this room a person or the people that they loved." Mystique hissed. She looked visibly upset.
"What has Magneto and/or Charles done to you?" Logan asked her. Her eyes hardened.
"Nothing. What makes you think that?"
"You said he's wronged almost everyone in this room."
"I said almost."
"I know you, Mystique. You wouldn't have given a rat's behind if they hadn't wronged you. So what has he done to you?" Something nagged me in the back of my mind, like I should have known the answer. Suddenly disgust came over me. I watched Mystique manipulate the situation; just like she did to me when I was in the Brotherhood. The need for vengeance started to overcome me.
"Just because we're sleeping together, doesn't mean you know me."
"I agree with that," I voiced. A small smile grace my lips. Time for the truth, "I mean you're sleeping with her and you don't even know that she's your wife." Logan stared at me for a second without any emotion. Then he turned to face Mystique with an arched eyebrow. Mystique stared at me with shock and mortification. She was probably planning to tell him when they fully got back together, all romantic-like. Well I'm sorry Mystique it's not going down that way, "Oh and 'ere's the kicker Kurt's yours. Oh and me and Kurt are twins. Congrats, Daddy." Logan took a step threateningly, but calmly towards Mystique.
She stumbled away from him, "Logan, I was going to tell you. I promise." She whispered trying to appease him. She fell back onto one of the couches. His claws popped out and he pressed then dangerously close to her neck. This what you deserve Mystique.
"You would let Magneto put our daughter in his mutating machine?" He whispered, I think that's the first time I ever heard him whisper. I felt my heart warm again. He remembered. Well I was crying all over him when I had first came to the Institute. Mystique relaxed slightly.
"No, I wouldn't."
"Liar," I hissed at her. She glared at me.
"It was Magneto's suggestion. I had no attention to put you in there. Lance and I were planning let him believe we were going to do it, then at the last second force him into it." She replied calmly. Daddy-Logan-Daddy stared at her for a second. He glanced at me as if to say 'do you believe her?' I glanced at Lance who looked relieved like a burden had been lifted off his shoulders. The conversation I had with Nuvian returned to my mind.
"If that's the truth, Lance," he looked at me hopefully and at that moment I wanted to believe it was the truth with all my heart, "why didn't you tell me when I was yellin' at ya the otha day?"
"You didn't give me a chance to." He replied simply. I stared into his brown eyes for a second.
"It doesn't add up, but just maybe...." I let my sentence trail off. A sudden door slam diverted our attention.
"Kurt!" Tabitha yelled after the door slammed. She ran out after him. I bit my lip as guilt washed over me. I had forgotten about Kurt.
"Damn," Daddy muttered. Exactly what I was thinking. He glanced down at Mystique, "How far can he get?"
"Well there's nothing but mountains for a good 50 miles, that if he doesn't bamf, but then again he can only bamf 3 miles at a time."
"I think you should give him sometime to sort through his thoughts," Scott voiced from his position at the door. I jumped slightly at his voice he hadn't said anything for this whole conversation, which was down right odd for Scott Summers.
"He speaks," Mystique muttered sarcastically, "Are you going to get off of me?" She glanced up at Logan. He just withdrew his claws from her throat but didn't move form his position. And smiled wolfishly at her. She merely rolled he eyes. Suddenly her eyes narrowed at her, "Wait a second, how come you're not surprised about Kurt and Rogue?"
"I heard Rogue telling Chastity."
My eyes snapped to Scott's, "What do you think he would let me come to check on you alone? In the middle of the night? With you all venerable."
"I can't believe that you would sit quietly while she blasphemes the Professor." Jean huffed. I rolled my eyes. Didn't she ever give up?
"Everyone's entitled to their own opinion."
"It's not an opinion." Mystique snapped at him.
"Of course." Scott replied mockingly.
"You know nothing!" Mystique hissed at him.
"The only thing I don't know is why? Why did you join up with Magneto after he told those scientist where you and Logan were hiding?"
"How did you-" Her voiced was trembling. I don't think I've ever seen her this emotional.
"Magneto has killed people close to everyone in this room, except you. Xavier told him where you two were hiding and because he couldn't kill you both of you, he separated you and even turned you against each other."
Mystique merely closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "He made it seem like the non-mutants had taken you," her eyes opened and she stared into Daddy's eyes, her voice calm and controlled, "from me. We had been running from those same scientist for four months, when they caught you I wasn't too shocked. I was shocked they had found where we were, but not that they found us. It didn't even enter my mind that Erik had anything to do with it. I knew that Xavier had known where we were, but at that time he and Magneto had fallen out. Magneto came to me and told me that they had killed you. He promised me that he was done torturing mutants. He had realized that mutants that didn't think non-mutants were out to kill weren't a threat to him. He realized that non-mutants were the real threat. His new goal was to make mankind bow to us or at least accept us. He was the only one left that understood me. He was the only one who understood what it was like for no one to understand you. He was the only one to understand what it felt like to have everyone hate you because you were different, because you weren't born like them." Her eyes began to fill with tears. I felt this deep sense of guilt overcome me. I had reduced my own mother to tears. God, I was sick, "You were gone...There was no one else," She whispered brokenly. Tears started to pour out of her eyes, "I trusted him. He was the only one else... I had put up with the looks of disgust and hatred for since I was born. The names, the beatings, the hatred... but I deserved it, I was a freak... but they had gone too far. I might have been less human than them, but I deserved to have a family...to have you. I deserved that little bit...They had to pay! Dammit, Logan, they had to pay for taking away the one thing I wanted more than life. They had to feel the pain they caused me! They had to understand..." sobs quieted her tirade. Logan engulfed her in a hug and tried to quiet her sobs. Quietly I walked close to her. I kneeled to level and whispered,
"I understand." She looked at me, hope in her eyes.
"Thank you," and hugged me. Softly I began to cry. Cry for all the pain my mother had experienced and for the bond forged of pain. I cried for us.
"Why were you quiet the whole conversation?" I asked him as I slipped into my nightgown.
"I was thinking. You know how Mystique said he killed people close to us. Well my parent died in that plane crash. Planes are made out of metal."
"Mah Lord. I'm sorry, Scott."
"I'll survive." A silence enveloped the room.
"You all right." Scott murmured to me. I tied my robe and nodded at him without him. I was too emotionally drained to even muster the least bit of hate for him. He lifted my chin up to him. I stared in his eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Whenever Kitty asked me what did I like most about Scott, I'd always reply his eyes. She looked at me like I was wierd. I merely smiled mysteriously. He smiled softly at me.
***And if I was wrong
I know I don't deserve this, yeah
Don't stay too long
I need to hear those words
You used to tell me
From way back when we were just friends***
"Ah wish everything wasn't so complicated," I whispered to him desperately, "I don't know if I can be just friends, Scott."
***Before this love affair began
Tell me how a love can end***
"I love you," he whispered softly.
"Then why can't we be together?"
"I'm afraid...to lose you. I can't..."
***Or how a broken heart can mend
Please tell me this is not the end***
"Leave." He nodded, caressed my cheek, and left. I stared at he door.
***Please tell me now
How the ***fairy tale*** begins
Or how it was supposed to end
Please tell me that part again?***
I shot up out of bed. My breath coming quickly. I ran my hand through my sweat-drenched hair. I closed my eyes and forced my breath to come regularly. The whole Mystique breakdown had brought up some more of her memories to my memory. I threw my covers off me and walked onto my balcony. I shivered as my sweat-drenched body with the freezing night.
"Bad vreams?" A German accent asked. I glanced to my left and noticed Kurt sitting on the railing.
"Mommy's memories."
"Vhen did ya start calling her muzzer?"
"She's not as bad as ya think she is, Kurt."
"Yah, right," he murmured silently.
"You shouldn't have left. After ya left Daddy asked why she joined up with Magneto. Ya know those scientists that experimented on Daddy? Turns out they found where he was hiding because the Professor told Maggs, who in turn told the scientist. Mystique, not knowing, joined up with Maggs to get back at humans for taking away her family. You should have seen her, Kurt, she was hysterical. The pain in her...She used to think that she deserved to be hated, called names, beaten. Her parents all, but disowned her when
she mutated."
"At least she vasn't vorn all vlue-skinned."
"Ah think it would probably worse to mutate when your a teen. Ah mean all the people she thought loved her, turned against her. Ya were born like that, the few people that have actually become your friends love you for who you are. She's just trying to protect herself from getting hurt, Kurt. You have to understand that."
"I understand. It's not that. It's...I veel like I don't vit in our family." I just stared at him incredulously. I suddenly understood what he meant.
"Kurt, if everyone in the family was identical it would be boring. I mean we're all different. Ah'm a Southerner, You're German, Logan's, from what I gather, French, and Mommy's Austrian. We're all different."
"You and Log-Daddy are close. And so are yah and Muzzer."
"Mommy and ah aren't close. You two probably would get along better than me and her, because ya two have similar mutations. Just give her a chance. We can make our family
work."
"Isn't this just touching?" A deep voice mocked from above us. I tilted me head upwards. O dear,
"Magneto?" Kurt asked.
"One and only." I did the only thing I could in the situation. I screamed. He rushed toward me intending to shut me up. I dodged him and screamed louder. Where the hell is everyone?
"Kurt! Go get Daddy!" I screamed at him.
"Oh no you don't." Magneto grabbed him by the tail. Kurt bamfed away anyway. Magneto glared at me and I merely smiled. I glanced over the balcony railing, that's pretty high, but...I jumped off the railing and landed in the snow with my bare feet. That wasn't the smartest thing I've done. I set off in a run for the forest. If I can keep him busy then the others can come and help me. I jumped over the uplifted roots of the forest. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. I could hear the leaves rustling above me. Can't let him catch me. Why is he after me? Mutating machine. I tripped over a tree root. I glanced up and saw Magneto land above. I desperately tried to back away from. He stepped toward me, "I expected more of a fight for you." Suddenly the need to see him pay for the pain he had caused my family overwhelmed me. On pure instinct I kicked my foot out. It came in contact with that very sensitive area. He gasped and fell to his knees in pain. I jumped up and ran back to the mansion. You'd think the guy wear a cup. The mansion came into sight. I'm almost there. I could hear the leaves rustling again. No! Almost there! 200 meters. I can do this. 150 meters. I could hear him chuckling. God he was close! 100 meters. My vision started to blur slightly. My breath caught in my throat. 50 meters. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him. 10 meters. His hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to him. I clawed desperately trying to get out of his grip. With a thunderous roar, Daddy tackled Magneto. I scampered away as they tumbled. 'Ro grabbed me and pulled away from them.
"'Ro?" I muttered shocked. She rubbed my back comfortingly.
"Go inside with the others." She ordered her eyes trained on Magneto. I don't think I've ever seen 'Ro look that deadly. Scott rushed over to us. He looked at me concerned. 'Ro handed me to him. He cradled me preciously, like I was a China doll.
***Now tell me what's wrong
I never meant to hurt you, no baby ooh
Was it the home, the car?
Or darling all those things we thought we needed
But tell me even if it ain't true***
He laid me on the bed carefully. I just held onto him like he was my savior. He rocked me slightly back and forward, "I have to go, Rogue."
Don't let him go. He's not coming back to you if you do. He slowly pried my arms from
him. I just stared at him. My eyes begging him not to leave me, "I have to. For my parents." I nodded and let him go. He walked down the stairs and outside. Tears fell from my eyes. I could hear the noises of the battle.
"Hey," Pietro whispered. He sat on the bed next to me.
"Why aren't you outside?"
"Wanda doing a good enough job for both of us. Besides I don't wanna see him dead. I want him dead I just don't want to see it."
"Chastity out there?"
"Nope. She forgives him for locking her in a block of ice for 12 years. I can't believe she forgives him. She says Hate made him do it."
"She's something else." I muttered staring out my window hoping I could see the battle.
"You've chosen him, haven't you?" He asked hurt evident in his voice.
"He won't have me."
"What?!"
"Do you love me, Pietro?" I stared in his eyes.
"Yes." He answered without even blinking, I searched his eyes and I found the truth. I knew whom I loved. I knew who I was.
"Pietro, I-"
"Scott!" That horrendous scream made me forget what I was going to say. I sat
dumbfound for a moment. Then it was as if things were moving in slow motion. I threw
off my covers. No, Lord no! I raced to the balcony and glanced over it. Right under my
balcony there was Scott. With a metal rod sticking out of his stomach. Blood flowed out
of his wound and surrounded him like angel wings.
***I wanna know that feeling
That from way back telling me it was true that
Love was sweet and innocent
Cause you and I just can't be friends
Make all the wrong go right again
Where true love never has to end, ooh
Tell me how
Tell me how our love can win
Just tell me this is not the end***
***Tell me, tell me how this *fairy tale* begins?
Or how it was supposed to end
Please tell me that part again.***
******************************THE END**********************************
Is Scott dead? Is he alive? What was Rogue going to Pietro? That she loved him or that she was in love with Scott? Are Pietro and Rogue going to get together? Is Scott going to live and are Scott and Rogue to get back together? Guess what! You don't get to know. I
tired of this story so if I get 30 reviews, I'll think about putting the epilogue,. If I get 40+ I write it. I would like to thank every person who reviewed. I love yall. Look for my new story coming out sometime this week: You Can't Walk Away From Love. (It's a Scouge/Rietro.)
"What?" I asked. I couldn't believe it. Chastity was Magneto's dead wife.
"Mom?" Pietro whispered in absolute shock. I know the feeling, I mused silently.
"Stop calling her that! She could never produce something as evil as you!" Wanda hissed at Pietro. Ow that hurt. Pietro's eyes exploded in anger.
"Wanda!" Chastity gasped.
"I glad he locked you in there. You deserved it." He hissed back at her. At least my family isn't that bad.
"Why you-" everything started to rise again. Round two.
"Stop it, Wanda," Chastity whispered softly. Reluctantly Wanda obeyed, but she continued to glare at Pietro.
"How the hell does a nice lady like you doing with a jerk like Magneto?" Daddy, I'm enjoying calling him that, asked.
"People can change, Logan."
"Magneto was always evil," Mystique muttered. We just stared at her. Was she serious? "What?" she asked like she didn't say wrong.
"'Magneto's evil' is my line," Logan walked closer to her, "What's with the sudden change of mind?"
Mystique flipped her hair over her shoulder, "Women's right to change her mind."
"What does that have to do with you?" 'Ro insulted. Everyone laughed. Mystique glared at 'Ro dangerously, "and besides how do you plan to go up against Magneto if you cannot even beat me?" Mystique eyes exploded in anger. She stepped threateningly to 'Ro, but Logan grabbed her. They glared at each other for a while. Suddenly I remembered the last we had seen Mystique before she came back was the whole Asteroid M episode. It seems those two weren't done with their fight, "Truth hurts." 'Ro turned to leave.
"Don't you ever wonder, Storm?" she whispered quietly as if the anger was suddenly drained from her body. 'Ro glanced at her cautiously. Mystique continued, "Don't you ever wonder about those wheel chair tracks? The ones by the fire?"
'Ro whirled to look at Mystique with wild eyes, "Does everyone in the Brotherhood know my personal business?"
"He talks about your parents." Tabitha whispered. I had a feeling that something big was about to go down and things were never going to be the same.
"Who is he?" 'Ro asked in a controlled voice.
"Magneto," Pietro answered.
'Ro took a deep breath. I knew in her mind she was remembering what happened the last time she went up a Brotherhood member, "How would he know about my parents' death?"
"Don't answer that. You know the answer, Storm. You've been denying it for the last decade." Mystique said to her softly.
"Are you suggesting that Charles and Magneto where there, watching my parents burn to death," She whispered deadly clam. Calm before the storm. Bad pun.
"That's crazy!" Jean spoke up, "The Professor would never-"
"Jean, shut up." 'Ro muttered. Her eyes remained trained on Mystique.
"I will not shut up! And I can't believe that you even want to hear this bull-"
"Jean!" 'Ro snapped. I don't think I've ever heard 'Ro snap at any of us. She turned her attention back to Mystique.
"They killed my parents did they not?" she whispered with a certainty that was unnerving. I stared at her stunned.
"Whoa! What?" Evan asked. He looked like his skateboard had started talking. I noticed all looked shock except the Fold, Brotherhood, and Scott. Why the hell was Scott not shocked?
"Lance gave it away. My parents were killed for not giving me up, but I assumed that they were killed by the African government, but they weren't. They were killed by Magneto and...Charles," She whispered as if it was the most normal thing to say.
Jean found her voice first, "That's absurd! If the Professor really killed your parents then why would he recruit you and give you a place and food."
"To ease his guilty conscience," Mirage volunteered.
"It still doesn't make sense-"
"People change their minds, Jean." Verona explained like she was talking to a two-year old. Jean glared at Verona, "Charles Xavier realized the err of his ways and "repented."
"How dare you even suggest that! Charles Xavier is a Godsend!"
"Bullshit!" Mirage spat. Her eyes burned with fire. She fixed a contemptuous glare on Jean. She was a scary picture, "Charles Xavier is the devil! He is a thousands times worse than Magneto. At least Magneto isn't a coward. Because of Charles Xavier three thousands mutant and non-mutants were killed. Just because he didn't have the guts to stand up to Magneto. If Xavier had had the balls to stand up to Magneto, Magneto would have been dead along time ago."
"Save your breath, Mirage. He hasn't wronged her." Lolita tried to calm her leader.
"He hasn't wronged anyone in this room."
"Now that's bullshit. You know nothing of Charles Xavier's affairs! His cowardice has cost almost everyone in this room a person or the people that they loved." Mystique hissed. She looked visibly upset.
"What has Magneto and/or Charles done to you?" Logan asked her. Her eyes hardened.
"Nothing. What makes you think that?"
"You said he's wronged almost everyone in this room."
"I said almost."
"I know you, Mystique. You wouldn't have given a rat's behind if they hadn't wronged you. So what has he done to you?" Something nagged me in the back of my mind, like I should have known the answer. Suddenly disgust came over me. I watched Mystique manipulate the situation; just like she did to me when I was in the Brotherhood. The need for vengeance started to overcome me.
"Just because we're sleeping together, doesn't mean you know me."
"I agree with that," I voiced. A small smile grace my lips. Time for the truth, "I mean you're sleeping with her and you don't even know that she's your wife." Logan stared at me for a second without any emotion. Then he turned to face Mystique with an arched eyebrow. Mystique stared at me with shock and mortification. She was probably planning to tell him when they fully got back together, all romantic-like. Well I'm sorry Mystique it's not going down that way, "Oh and 'ere's the kicker Kurt's yours. Oh and me and Kurt are twins. Congrats, Daddy." Logan took a step threateningly, but calmly towards Mystique.
She stumbled away from him, "Logan, I was going to tell you. I promise." She whispered trying to appease him. She fell back onto one of the couches. His claws popped out and he pressed then dangerously close to her neck. This what you deserve Mystique.
"You would let Magneto put our daughter in his mutating machine?" He whispered, I think that's the first time I ever heard him whisper. I felt my heart warm again. He remembered. Well I was crying all over him when I had first came to the Institute. Mystique relaxed slightly.
"No, I wouldn't."
"Liar," I hissed at her. She glared at me.
"It was Magneto's suggestion. I had no attention to put you in there. Lance and I were planning let him believe we were going to do it, then at the last second force him into it." She replied calmly. Daddy-Logan-Daddy stared at her for a second. He glanced at me as if to say 'do you believe her?' I glanced at Lance who looked relieved like a burden had been lifted off his shoulders. The conversation I had with Nuvian returned to my mind.
"If that's the truth, Lance," he looked at me hopefully and at that moment I wanted to believe it was the truth with all my heart, "why didn't you tell me when I was yellin' at ya the otha day?"
"You didn't give me a chance to." He replied simply. I stared into his brown eyes for a second.
"It doesn't add up, but just maybe...." I let my sentence trail off. A sudden door slam diverted our attention.
"Kurt!" Tabitha yelled after the door slammed. She ran out after him. I bit my lip as guilt washed over me. I had forgotten about Kurt.
"Damn," Daddy muttered. Exactly what I was thinking. He glanced down at Mystique, "How far can he get?"
"Well there's nothing but mountains for a good 50 miles, that if he doesn't bamf, but then again he can only bamf 3 miles at a time."
"I think you should give him sometime to sort through his thoughts," Scott voiced from his position at the door. I jumped slightly at his voice he hadn't said anything for this whole conversation, which was down right odd for Scott Summers.
"He speaks," Mystique muttered sarcastically, "Are you going to get off of me?" She glanced up at Logan. He just withdrew his claws from her throat but didn't move form his position. And smiled wolfishly at her. She merely rolled he eyes. Suddenly her eyes narrowed at her, "Wait a second, how come you're not surprised about Kurt and Rogue?"
"I heard Rogue telling Chastity."
My eyes snapped to Scott's, "What do you think he would let me come to check on you alone? In the middle of the night? With you all venerable."
"I can't believe that you would sit quietly while she blasphemes the Professor." Jean huffed. I rolled my eyes. Didn't she ever give up?
"Everyone's entitled to their own opinion."
"It's not an opinion." Mystique snapped at him.
"Of course." Scott replied mockingly.
"You know nothing!" Mystique hissed at him.
"The only thing I don't know is why? Why did you join up with Magneto after he told those scientist where you and Logan were hiding?"
"How did you-" Her voiced was trembling. I don't think I've ever seen her this emotional.
"Magneto has killed people close to everyone in this room, except you. Xavier told him where you two were hiding and because he couldn't kill you both of you, he separated you and even turned you against each other."
Mystique merely closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "He made it seem like the non-mutants had taken you," her eyes opened and she stared into Daddy's eyes, her voice calm and controlled, "from me. We had been running from those same scientist for four months, when they caught you I wasn't too shocked. I was shocked they had found where we were, but not that they found us. It didn't even enter my mind that Erik had anything to do with it. I knew that Xavier had known where we were, but at that time he and Magneto had fallen out. Magneto came to me and told me that they had killed you. He promised me that he was done torturing mutants. He had realized that mutants that didn't think non-mutants were out to kill weren't a threat to him. He realized that non-mutants were the real threat. His new goal was to make mankind bow to us or at least accept us. He was the only one left that understood me. He was the only one who understood what it was like for no one to understand you. He was the only one to understand what it felt like to have everyone hate you because you were different, because you weren't born like them." Her eyes began to fill with tears. I felt this deep sense of guilt overcome me. I had reduced my own mother to tears. God, I was sick, "You were gone...There was no one else," She whispered brokenly. Tears started to pour out of her eyes, "I trusted him. He was the only one else... I had put up with the looks of disgust and hatred for since I was born. The names, the beatings, the hatred... but I deserved it, I was a freak... but they had gone too far. I might have been less human than them, but I deserved to have a family...to have you. I deserved that little bit...They had to pay! Dammit, Logan, they had to pay for taking away the one thing I wanted more than life. They had to feel the pain they caused me! They had to understand..." sobs quieted her tirade. Logan engulfed her in a hug and tried to quiet her sobs. Quietly I walked close to her. I kneeled to level and whispered,
"I understand." She looked at me, hope in her eyes.
"Thank you," and hugged me. Softly I began to cry. Cry for all the pain my mother had experienced and for the bond forged of pain. I cried for us.
"Why were you quiet the whole conversation?" I asked him as I slipped into my nightgown.
"I was thinking. You know how Mystique said he killed people close to us. Well my parent died in that plane crash. Planes are made out of metal."
"Mah Lord. I'm sorry, Scott."
"I'll survive." A silence enveloped the room.
"You all right." Scott murmured to me. I tied my robe and nodded at him without him. I was too emotionally drained to even muster the least bit of hate for him. He lifted my chin up to him. I stared in his eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Whenever Kitty asked me what did I like most about Scott, I'd always reply his eyes. She looked at me like I was wierd. I merely smiled mysteriously. He smiled softly at me.
***And if I was wrong
I know I don't deserve this, yeah
Don't stay too long
I need to hear those words
You used to tell me
From way back when we were just friends***
"Ah wish everything wasn't so complicated," I whispered to him desperately, "I don't know if I can be just friends, Scott."
***Before this love affair began
Tell me how a love can end***
"I love you," he whispered softly.
"Then why can't we be together?"
"I'm afraid...to lose you. I can't..."
***Or how a broken heart can mend
Please tell me this is not the end***
"Leave." He nodded, caressed my cheek, and left. I stared at he door.
***Please tell me now
How the ***fairy tale*** begins
Or how it was supposed to end
Please tell me that part again?***
I shot up out of bed. My breath coming quickly. I ran my hand through my sweat-drenched hair. I closed my eyes and forced my breath to come regularly. The whole Mystique breakdown had brought up some more of her memories to my memory. I threw my covers off me and walked onto my balcony. I shivered as my sweat-drenched body with the freezing night.
"Bad vreams?" A German accent asked. I glanced to my left and noticed Kurt sitting on the railing.
"Mommy's memories."
"Vhen did ya start calling her muzzer?"
"She's not as bad as ya think she is, Kurt."
"Yah, right," he murmured silently.
"You shouldn't have left. After ya left Daddy asked why she joined up with Magneto. Ya know those scientists that experimented on Daddy? Turns out they found where he was hiding because the Professor told Maggs, who in turn told the scientist. Mystique, not knowing, joined up with Maggs to get back at humans for taking away her family. You should have seen her, Kurt, she was hysterical. The pain in her...She used to think that she deserved to be hated, called names, beaten. Her parents all, but disowned her when
she mutated."
"At least she vasn't vorn all vlue-skinned."
"Ah think it would probably worse to mutate when your a teen. Ah mean all the people she thought loved her, turned against her. Ya were born like that, the few people that have actually become your friends love you for who you are. She's just trying to protect herself from getting hurt, Kurt. You have to understand that."
"I understand. It's not that. It's...I veel like I don't vit in our family." I just stared at him incredulously. I suddenly understood what he meant.
"Kurt, if everyone in the family was identical it would be boring. I mean we're all different. Ah'm a Southerner, You're German, Logan's, from what I gather, French, and Mommy's Austrian. We're all different."
"You and Log-Daddy are close. And so are yah and Muzzer."
"Mommy and ah aren't close. You two probably would get along better than me and her, because ya two have similar mutations. Just give her a chance. We can make our family
work."
"Isn't this just touching?" A deep voice mocked from above us. I tilted me head upwards. O dear,
"Magneto?" Kurt asked.
"One and only." I did the only thing I could in the situation. I screamed. He rushed toward me intending to shut me up. I dodged him and screamed louder. Where the hell is everyone?
"Kurt! Go get Daddy!" I screamed at him.
"Oh no you don't." Magneto grabbed him by the tail. Kurt bamfed away anyway. Magneto glared at me and I merely smiled. I glanced over the balcony railing, that's pretty high, but...I jumped off the railing and landed in the snow with my bare feet. That wasn't the smartest thing I've done. I set off in a run for the forest. If I can keep him busy then the others can come and help me. I jumped over the uplifted roots of the forest. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. I could hear the leaves rustling above me. Can't let him catch me. Why is he after me? Mutating machine. I tripped over a tree root. I glanced up and saw Magneto land above. I desperately tried to back away from. He stepped toward me, "I expected more of a fight for you." Suddenly the need to see him pay for the pain he had caused my family overwhelmed me. On pure instinct I kicked my foot out. It came in contact with that very sensitive area. He gasped and fell to his knees in pain. I jumped up and ran back to the mansion. You'd think the guy wear a cup. The mansion came into sight. I'm almost there. I could hear the leaves rustling again. No! Almost there! 200 meters. I can do this. 150 meters. I could hear him chuckling. God he was close! 100 meters. My vision started to blur slightly. My breath caught in my throat. 50 meters. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him. 10 meters. His hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to him. I clawed desperately trying to get out of his grip. With a thunderous roar, Daddy tackled Magneto. I scampered away as they tumbled. 'Ro grabbed me and pulled away from them.
"'Ro?" I muttered shocked. She rubbed my back comfortingly.
"Go inside with the others." She ordered her eyes trained on Magneto. I don't think I've ever seen 'Ro look that deadly. Scott rushed over to us. He looked at me concerned. 'Ro handed me to him. He cradled me preciously, like I was a China doll.
***Now tell me what's wrong
I never meant to hurt you, no baby ooh
Was it the home, the car?
Or darling all those things we thought we needed
But tell me even if it ain't true***
He laid me on the bed carefully. I just held onto him like he was my savior. He rocked me slightly back and forward, "I have to go, Rogue."
Don't let him go. He's not coming back to you if you do. He slowly pried my arms from
him. I just stared at him. My eyes begging him not to leave me, "I have to. For my parents." I nodded and let him go. He walked down the stairs and outside. Tears fell from my eyes. I could hear the noises of the battle.
"Hey," Pietro whispered. He sat on the bed next to me.
"Why aren't you outside?"
"Wanda doing a good enough job for both of us. Besides I don't wanna see him dead. I want him dead I just don't want to see it."
"Chastity out there?"
"Nope. She forgives him for locking her in a block of ice for 12 years. I can't believe she forgives him. She says Hate made him do it."
"She's something else." I muttered staring out my window hoping I could see the battle.
"You've chosen him, haven't you?" He asked hurt evident in his voice.
"He won't have me."
"What?!"
"Do you love me, Pietro?" I stared in his eyes.
"Yes." He answered without even blinking, I searched his eyes and I found the truth. I knew whom I loved. I knew who I was.
"Pietro, I-"
"Scott!" That horrendous scream made me forget what I was going to say. I sat
dumbfound for a moment. Then it was as if things were moving in slow motion. I threw
off my covers. No, Lord no! I raced to the balcony and glanced over it. Right under my
balcony there was Scott. With a metal rod sticking out of his stomach. Blood flowed out
of his wound and surrounded him like angel wings.
***I wanna know that feeling
That from way back telling me it was true that
Love was sweet and innocent
Cause you and I just can't be friends
Make all the wrong go right again
Where true love never has to end, ooh
Tell me how
Tell me how our love can win
Just tell me this is not the end***
***Tell me, tell me how this *fairy tale* begins?
Or how it was supposed to end
Please tell me that part again.***
******************************THE END**********************************
Is Scott dead? Is he alive? What was Rogue going to Pietro? That she loved him or that she was in love with Scott? Are Pietro and Rogue going to get together? Is Scott going to live and are Scott and Rogue to get back together? Guess what! You don't get to know. I
tired of this story so if I get 30 reviews, I'll think about putting the epilogue,. If I get 40+ I write it. I would like to thank every person who reviewed. I love yall. Look for my new story coming out sometime this week: You Can't Walk Away From Love. (It's a Scouge/Rietro.)