No place to call home
Chap. 4: Found (or, Rietro in its finest hour!)
A/N: Alright, I had a person asking why Evan, Kitty, and Kurt would go along with Scott's plan. Alright well, I'm not sure if I made this clear, but when Kurt tried to stand up to Scott, he threatened the poor elf boy *Holds Kurt* And the reason Scott did this… HES EVIL AND I HATE HIM! Sorry, but I've always hated Scott, maybe it was because I used to watch the old X- men show, where he used to Diss Gambit all the time and was even more of a tight ass then he is in EVO! As for the Prof. Bein' evil, you try reading Neva's fanfics and not come out hating the bastard! (No seriously, read them, they're awesome. That is after you're done reading this-.-). Please continue to review as I luv your comments!
~Rio~
Rogue felt like crying as she emerged from a rowdy bar. She had been 'working' for the man who had found her, Daryl, for three days. Her belongings had been taken from her and she had been eating whatever was left on the tables, which was mostly alcohol. She was already unbearably thin and weak. Rogue didn't walk far. Her 'housing' was three buildings away from the bar. She walked inside past the guard and into a large room. On either side there were mattresses on the floor. This was where she lived, along with nineteen other women who were in Daryl's employment. Rogue was lucky. Because of her mutation the men could never touch her skin and usually laid off her a bit, but some of the other women. Rogue shook her head and went into the shared bathroom. Once there she looked at herself in the grimy full body mirror. She was wearing a dirty sleeveless top that was body tight and pink. It did very little to cover her. She was also in a thigh cut pair of black leather shorts, also skin-tight. Under the shorts she wore skin colored pantyhose that only she knew were there, and pink high heels. There was a similar material covering her upper body up to her neck. And she wore long black gloves. She was a total prostitute. Although not really, technically she was a waitress in a crummy part of town who was friendly with the customers. And if those customers slipped her money, well it was just a tip, although all 'tips' went to Daryl. Rogue shuddered. This was a nightmare. She heard the door slam and Daryl called her out.
"Oh please let me wake up soon."
It had been five days since Rogue had gone missing, and the group had been searching every day. The brotherhood hadn't been to a single class, and Kitty, Kurt, and Bobby skipped whenever they could without being caught.
Pietro had circled the city ten times that day and still there was no sign of his Rogue. Wait a second, his Rogue?
"Oh gods." Pietro stopped dead. "I'm in love with her."
He came to the realization as if it had slapped him in the face. Oh great timing idiot. You finally realize you found the girl of your dreams, and she disappears! Life is a kick aint it?
"Shut up." Pietro snarled angrily at himself. "I will find Rogue. I Lo-"
Oh no, something in his head shouted. He had already said it once; he was not going to say it again. That word was cursed. Shaking his head, he continued running at top speed. Another part of his mutation was that he could see everything at the same time, he didn't have to focus on one thing to see it clearly. He stopped for a second and looked around. What a dump He thought. Despite his own warnings, Pietro found himself pondering the 'L' word. He leaned against a building. Did he love Rogue? Or was it just attraction. Pietro almost grinned. Gothic can absorb people's life force; kicks anyone's butt who came anywhere near her. Tried to kill him. Oh yeah, it was definitely just an attraction.
"Hey you! Shoo!"
Pietro turned to see an extremely fat woman glaring at him from the building's doorway.
"You'll scare away my customers, you damned thief!"
Pietro stepped back. The building he had been resting on was an apartment building.
"Oh, uh sor- Hey wait! Thief?!" Pietro bristled with anger. "I am not a petty thief you old hag!"
With that he turned and started to stalk away. The woman snorted.
"Young people, got no respect for their elders. You're worse then that little whore I gave to Daryl."
Pietro stopped. Whirling around quickly, he ran back to the woman at full speed.
"What did you say?"
The woman just stared at him in shock and Pietro realized that he had used his powers.
"Shit."
"You're a damned mutie!" The woman looked at him in horror.
Pietro was ready to bolt, but he stopped. A slow grin came to him, a very evil grin.
"That's right, woman. I'm a mutant! I could rip you to pieces with my bare hands if I wanted to."
The woman looked like she was going to faint.
"Now then, get your smelly human hide back inside and tell me everything about that girl you mentioned or I'll hunt you for sport!"
Pietro cringed inwardly, he most definitely was not helping human's hate for mutants, but he had to know what happened to Rogue. The woman trembled uncontrollably but did as he said. Once they were inside, he told her to sit down and tell him everything.
"Well, aint much ta tell. Ya see I run this hear apartment place, but it aint enough now and again, so I got into this deal with this guy Daryl. What happens is, every time I get in a girl who aint completely ugly, I tag 'er. Then Daryl sends someone in to rob the girl and then I kick 'em out. Then Daryl comes to their rescue and tells 'em he will board them if they work for 'im. Stupid bitches fall for it too!"
Pietro looked at her in horror. And she thought I was a monster! This poor excuse for a human had tricked and sold women like property for her own gain!
"Wh-What did the last girl look like?"
Pietro almost prayed that it wasn't Rogue, but his hopes were dashed.
"She was thin, wore lots a' dark makeup, and she had white streaks in her hair. The rest of it was a dark reddish brown. Now then, I said all I know. Please let me go."
Pietro frowned at the woman. He should kill her right there and then! But that stupid conscious thing piped up. Damn that thing.
"I'm going to let you go, but you are going to leave town the moment I leave. Go dirty some other town with your filth."
The woman nodded numbly and Pietro left after he had the woman give me directions to the place where this Daryl let the women 'work'. Pietro shuddered. He had convinced himself over the days that something terrible had happened to Rogue. Lance had told him he was paranoid. Pietro found himself wishing that Lance had been right. Moving even quicker then usual, Pietro ran to find his friends, no matter how much he wanted to go and rescue Rogue right then, somehow he knew he needed help first.
Rogue winced as she touched up her make up to hide the bruise Daryl had laid on her face. She sighed, deciding that it didn't really matter anyway. She left the bathroom and went into the bar. She cleared a table that had a few drinks on it. She shot one down quickly, not caring what it was. After the first she took a second, but she couldn't drink the third. She brought the glasses to the bar and dumped out the leftover contents. One of the women behind the bar, Mandy, smiled weakly at her. Rogue walked over.
"You have a round to deliver, and guess who it is?" Mandy said with sympathy.
Rogue stiffened and turned. There in the corner was one of the veterans of the bar, Mul.
He had been one of the worst of the customers from the first day Rogue got there, and he had an eye for her. Two hands as well. Rogue shivered but knew that she had to bring the man his drink. She grabbed the glass and walked over to Mul's table.
"Here you go." She said quickly, turning and trying to retreat.
But as usual, Mul caught her arm. Now she knew she was trapped. It could only get worse.
Pietro found the bar with no problem. He entered with Lance, Evan (who had also started to search for Rogue with them), and Kurt. Bobby and Kitty were too young looking to pass for 21, and they were unable to find Todd and Fred. They walked in and easily blended in. They had changed clothes so as to fit in better. Lance had just picked out some of his more scruffy looking clothes and Kurt had simply pushed some buttons on his image thingy. Evan wore a stained white tank top, and black jeans under a black Jean jacket. Pietro had a black long sleeve on over ripped jeans. He wore a dark trench coat over all of it. He considered himself disgustingly out of style. They scanned the place for Rogue. There were three women behind the bar, four serving drinks, and seven who were being used by the customers. They all looked terrible. The women were way too thin and most bore the marks of beatings. One in particular…
"Oh gods." Pietro breathed in horror. Kurt and Lance turned and scanned to where Pietro was staring. There in a corner, there was a girl. She was dressed in a pink plastic top (if you could call it that) and black leather shorts and gloves. Pietro continued to stare in horror. She was wraith- like; her skin so pale it seemed transparent. Her eyes were dark and dull her hair dirty. She bore the mark of many beatings. The only thing that could have possibly resembled the girl he knew and lo-, well he would think about that part later, but the girl he knew were the streaks of dull white hair that hung in her eyes. It was then that Pietro focused on the man Rogue was serving. Suddenly the man grabbed Rogue by the arm and pulled her closer to him. Pietro tensed, about to leap on the man and murder him savagely for touching Rogue, he could see Evan doing the same, and Kurt seemed to be foaming at the mouth slightly. Only Lance kept his head, although it was extremely hard to not run over there and rip the man's vital organs out.
"Hold." He hissed. "We have to wait for a second."
He was indeed right. Half a dozen burly men who were apparently the guards, could be seen everywhere. Quickly he pulled the guys together.
"Alright. We're gonna have to expose ourselves here. I'll shake things up. Then Evan and I will take care of the guards. Kurt, you and Pietro get Rogue."
They all nodded, and not a moment too soon,
For at that time they heard a cry of pain come from Rogue.
"Now then darlin', I've been thinkin' 'bout ya all day and I think I've been pretty patient."
Mul pulled her to him and she stumbled. He pulled her up and grabbed one of her legs. He stroked her calf muscle tenderly, then went behind her knee. Rogue tried to get away but she was weak from lack of food and Mul was too strong. Mul then lifted his one hand (the other was holding her arm), and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her closer.
He's going to kiss me!
Rogue's mind became frantic and she did the first thing that came to her, she twisted in the strong man's grip and with all her strength bit down onto the hand that held her arm. Mul brought his hand back with a shout and held it gingerly. He let go of her waist and brought his hand down hard across her face.
"Bitch!" he nearly screamed.
Rogue cried in pain as she fell to the floor. Rogue rose to her hands and knees, sobbing. Mul grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back.
"You little slut! You're going to be punished for actin' up like that, now be a good little whore and come 'ere!"
He pulled poor Rogue by her hair, making her scream. He brought his other hand up to hit the girl, but his wrist was caught in a strong hand. Mul whirled around, tossing Rogue roughly aside.
"Who the hell do you think you-?"
He didn't finish as a teenage boy with white hair suddenly knocked him down.
Then a boy with blue hair grabbed him and started to do a more thorough job of kicking him into a pulp. The guards started to charge the two, but were suddenly knocked off their feet by a huge tremor. A few of the guards saw Lance concentrating and shouted, getting up and running at him. They were all easily pinned to the wall by Evan. Lance then left his powers and just started brawling. He kicked one of the fallen guards in the head, then wailed on another one with his fists. Evan covered him, pinning anyone who got too close to the fury-filled avalanche to the walls.
Pietro ran to Rogue's side the moment Kurt had grabbed the man out of the way. She was on her knees, sobbing. He knelt beside her and touched her arm lightly. Rogue flinched for a moment and then looked up at him. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Pietro." She breathed. "Oh gods, Pietro!"
She leapt into his arms and clutched him tightly, sobbing uncontrollably. Pietro wrapped his arms around her and held her sobbing form. He picked her up and was extremely alarmed as to how light she was. But that didn't matter now, he had Rogue, and he wasn't going to let her go.
A/N: Well? Did the subtitle earn its name? I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit dark, but I'm in a pretty dark mood myself. Plus we need to attempt at some form of plot. I'm seriously pissed right now. I re-wrote this chap a bit and wrote an extremely long next chapter (It was double all of the others .), on my brother's computer because I couldn't use this one. And then after I had finished it, I saved it and brought it over to my computer, and it DELETED IT! I LOST A WHOLE CHAPTER TO TECHNOLOGY! Goddamn you Bill gates! Everything that goes wrong with computers is your fault! My poor chapter *whimper* it was soooo good. I'm off to try to re-write what I can remember of it. It should be out by tomorrow though, because I remember most of it! REVIEW! I need your pity! The computers r against us! They are trying to kill Rietro! WE MUST UNITE TO SAVE PIETRO'S HOT ASS! *Cough* sorry, it's just a wee bit late, considering I had to re-write half a chapter because, well you know why *grumble, grumble, grumble* ~Rio~
Chap. 4: Found (or, Rietro in its finest hour!)
A/N: Alright, I had a person asking why Evan, Kitty, and Kurt would go along with Scott's plan. Alright well, I'm not sure if I made this clear, but when Kurt tried to stand up to Scott, he threatened the poor elf boy *Holds Kurt* And the reason Scott did this… HES EVIL AND I HATE HIM! Sorry, but I've always hated Scott, maybe it was because I used to watch the old X- men show, where he used to Diss Gambit all the time and was even more of a tight ass then he is in EVO! As for the Prof. Bein' evil, you try reading Neva's fanfics and not come out hating the bastard! (No seriously, read them, they're awesome. That is after you're done reading this-.-). Please continue to review as I luv your comments!
~Rio~
Rogue felt like crying as she emerged from a rowdy bar. She had been 'working' for the man who had found her, Daryl, for three days. Her belongings had been taken from her and she had been eating whatever was left on the tables, which was mostly alcohol. She was already unbearably thin and weak. Rogue didn't walk far. Her 'housing' was three buildings away from the bar. She walked inside past the guard and into a large room. On either side there were mattresses on the floor. This was where she lived, along with nineteen other women who were in Daryl's employment. Rogue was lucky. Because of her mutation the men could never touch her skin and usually laid off her a bit, but some of the other women. Rogue shook her head and went into the shared bathroom. Once there she looked at herself in the grimy full body mirror. She was wearing a dirty sleeveless top that was body tight and pink. It did very little to cover her. She was also in a thigh cut pair of black leather shorts, also skin-tight. Under the shorts she wore skin colored pantyhose that only she knew were there, and pink high heels. There was a similar material covering her upper body up to her neck. And she wore long black gloves. She was a total prostitute. Although not really, technically she was a waitress in a crummy part of town who was friendly with the customers. And if those customers slipped her money, well it was just a tip, although all 'tips' went to Daryl. Rogue shuddered. This was a nightmare. She heard the door slam and Daryl called her out.
"Oh please let me wake up soon."
It had been five days since Rogue had gone missing, and the group had been searching every day. The brotherhood hadn't been to a single class, and Kitty, Kurt, and Bobby skipped whenever they could without being caught.
Pietro had circled the city ten times that day and still there was no sign of his Rogue. Wait a second, his Rogue?
"Oh gods." Pietro stopped dead. "I'm in love with her."
He came to the realization as if it had slapped him in the face. Oh great timing idiot. You finally realize you found the girl of your dreams, and she disappears! Life is a kick aint it?
"Shut up." Pietro snarled angrily at himself. "I will find Rogue. I Lo-"
Oh no, something in his head shouted. He had already said it once; he was not going to say it again. That word was cursed. Shaking his head, he continued running at top speed. Another part of his mutation was that he could see everything at the same time, he didn't have to focus on one thing to see it clearly. He stopped for a second and looked around. What a dump He thought. Despite his own warnings, Pietro found himself pondering the 'L' word. He leaned against a building. Did he love Rogue? Or was it just attraction. Pietro almost grinned. Gothic can absorb people's life force; kicks anyone's butt who came anywhere near her. Tried to kill him. Oh yeah, it was definitely just an attraction.
"Hey you! Shoo!"
Pietro turned to see an extremely fat woman glaring at him from the building's doorway.
"You'll scare away my customers, you damned thief!"
Pietro stepped back. The building he had been resting on was an apartment building.
"Oh, uh sor- Hey wait! Thief?!" Pietro bristled with anger. "I am not a petty thief you old hag!"
With that he turned and started to stalk away. The woman snorted.
"Young people, got no respect for their elders. You're worse then that little whore I gave to Daryl."
Pietro stopped. Whirling around quickly, he ran back to the woman at full speed.
"What did you say?"
The woman just stared at him in shock and Pietro realized that he had used his powers.
"Shit."
"You're a damned mutie!" The woman looked at him in horror.
Pietro was ready to bolt, but he stopped. A slow grin came to him, a very evil grin.
"That's right, woman. I'm a mutant! I could rip you to pieces with my bare hands if I wanted to."
The woman looked like she was going to faint.
"Now then, get your smelly human hide back inside and tell me everything about that girl you mentioned or I'll hunt you for sport!"
Pietro cringed inwardly, he most definitely was not helping human's hate for mutants, but he had to know what happened to Rogue. The woman trembled uncontrollably but did as he said. Once they were inside, he told her to sit down and tell him everything.
"Well, aint much ta tell. Ya see I run this hear apartment place, but it aint enough now and again, so I got into this deal with this guy Daryl. What happens is, every time I get in a girl who aint completely ugly, I tag 'er. Then Daryl sends someone in to rob the girl and then I kick 'em out. Then Daryl comes to their rescue and tells 'em he will board them if they work for 'im. Stupid bitches fall for it too!"
Pietro looked at her in horror. And she thought I was a monster! This poor excuse for a human had tricked and sold women like property for her own gain!
"Wh-What did the last girl look like?"
Pietro almost prayed that it wasn't Rogue, but his hopes were dashed.
"She was thin, wore lots a' dark makeup, and she had white streaks in her hair. The rest of it was a dark reddish brown. Now then, I said all I know. Please let me go."
Pietro frowned at the woman. He should kill her right there and then! But that stupid conscious thing piped up. Damn that thing.
"I'm going to let you go, but you are going to leave town the moment I leave. Go dirty some other town with your filth."
The woman nodded numbly and Pietro left after he had the woman give me directions to the place where this Daryl let the women 'work'. Pietro shuddered. He had convinced himself over the days that something terrible had happened to Rogue. Lance had told him he was paranoid. Pietro found himself wishing that Lance had been right. Moving even quicker then usual, Pietro ran to find his friends, no matter how much he wanted to go and rescue Rogue right then, somehow he knew he needed help first.
Rogue winced as she touched up her make up to hide the bruise Daryl had laid on her face. She sighed, deciding that it didn't really matter anyway. She left the bathroom and went into the bar. She cleared a table that had a few drinks on it. She shot one down quickly, not caring what it was. After the first she took a second, but she couldn't drink the third. She brought the glasses to the bar and dumped out the leftover contents. One of the women behind the bar, Mandy, smiled weakly at her. Rogue walked over.
"You have a round to deliver, and guess who it is?" Mandy said with sympathy.
Rogue stiffened and turned. There in the corner was one of the veterans of the bar, Mul.
He had been one of the worst of the customers from the first day Rogue got there, and he had an eye for her. Two hands as well. Rogue shivered but knew that she had to bring the man his drink. She grabbed the glass and walked over to Mul's table.
"Here you go." She said quickly, turning and trying to retreat.
But as usual, Mul caught her arm. Now she knew she was trapped. It could only get worse.
Pietro found the bar with no problem. He entered with Lance, Evan (who had also started to search for Rogue with them), and Kurt. Bobby and Kitty were too young looking to pass for 21, and they were unable to find Todd and Fred. They walked in and easily blended in. They had changed clothes so as to fit in better. Lance had just picked out some of his more scruffy looking clothes and Kurt had simply pushed some buttons on his image thingy. Evan wore a stained white tank top, and black jeans under a black Jean jacket. Pietro had a black long sleeve on over ripped jeans. He wore a dark trench coat over all of it. He considered himself disgustingly out of style. They scanned the place for Rogue. There were three women behind the bar, four serving drinks, and seven who were being used by the customers. They all looked terrible. The women were way too thin and most bore the marks of beatings. One in particular…
"Oh gods." Pietro breathed in horror. Kurt and Lance turned and scanned to where Pietro was staring. There in a corner, there was a girl. She was dressed in a pink plastic top (if you could call it that) and black leather shorts and gloves. Pietro continued to stare in horror. She was wraith- like; her skin so pale it seemed transparent. Her eyes were dark and dull her hair dirty. She bore the mark of many beatings. The only thing that could have possibly resembled the girl he knew and lo-, well he would think about that part later, but the girl he knew were the streaks of dull white hair that hung in her eyes. It was then that Pietro focused on the man Rogue was serving. Suddenly the man grabbed Rogue by the arm and pulled her closer to him. Pietro tensed, about to leap on the man and murder him savagely for touching Rogue, he could see Evan doing the same, and Kurt seemed to be foaming at the mouth slightly. Only Lance kept his head, although it was extremely hard to not run over there and rip the man's vital organs out.
"Hold." He hissed. "We have to wait for a second."
He was indeed right. Half a dozen burly men who were apparently the guards, could be seen everywhere. Quickly he pulled the guys together.
"Alright. We're gonna have to expose ourselves here. I'll shake things up. Then Evan and I will take care of the guards. Kurt, you and Pietro get Rogue."
They all nodded, and not a moment too soon,
For at that time they heard a cry of pain come from Rogue.
"Now then darlin', I've been thinkin' 'bout ya all day and I think I've been pretty patient."
Mul pulled her to him and she stumbled. He pulled her up and grabbed one of her legs. He stroked her calf muscle tenderly, then went behind her knee. Rogue tried to get away but she was weak from lack of food and Mul was too strong. Mul then lifted his one hand (the other was holding her arm), and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her closer.
He's going to kiss me!
Rogue's mind became frantic and she did the first thing that came to her, she twisted in the strong man's grip and with all her strength bit down onto the hand that held her arm. Mul brought his hand back with a shout and held it gingerly. He let go of her waist and brought his hand down hard across her face.
"Bitch!" he nearly screamed.
Rogue cried in pain as she fell to the floor. Rogue rose to her hands and knees, sobbing. Mul grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back.
"You little slut! You're going to be punished for actin' up like that, now be a good little whore and come 'ere!"
He pulled poor Rogue by her hair, making her scream. He brought his other hand up to hit the girl, but his wrist was caught in a strong hand. Mul whirled around, tossing Rogue roughly aside.
"Who the hell do you think you-?"
He didn't finish as a teenage boy with white hair suddenly knocked him down.
Then a boy with blue hair grabbed him and started to do a more thorough job of kicking him into a pulp. The guards started to charge the two, but were suddenly knocked off their feet by a huge tremor. A few of the guards saw Lance concentrating and shouted, getting up and running at him. They were all easily pinned to the wall by Evan. Lance then left his powers and just started brawling. He kicked one of the fallen guards in the head, then wailed on another one with his fists. Evan covered him, pinning anyone who got too close to the fury-filled avalanche to the walls.
Pietro ran to Rogue's side the moment Kurt had grabbed the man out of the way. She was on her knees, sobbing. He knelt beside her and touched her arm lightly. Rogue flinched for a moment and then looked up at him. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Pietro." She breathed. "Oh gods, Pietro!"
She leapt into his arms and clutched him tightly, sobbing uncontrollably. Pietro wrapped his arms around her and held her sobbing form. He picked her up and was extremely alarmed as to how light she was. But that didn't matter now, he had Rogue, and he wasn't going to let her go.
A/N: Well? Did the subtitle earn its name? I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit dark, but I'm in a pretty dark mood myself. Plus we need to attempt at some form of plot. I'm seriously pissed right now. I re-wrote this chap a bit and wrote an extremely long next chapter (It was double all of the others .), on my brother's computer because I couldn't use this one. And then after I had finished it, I saved it and brought it over to my computer, and it DELETED IT! I LOST A WHOLE CHAPTER TO TECHNOLOGY! Goddamn you Bill gates! Everything that goes wrong with computers is your fault! My poor chapter *whimper* it was soooo good. I'm off to try to re-write what I can remember of it. It should be out by tomorrow though, because I remember most of it! REVIEW! I need your pity! The computers r against us! They are trying to kill Rietro! WE MUST UNITE TO SAVE PIETRO'S HOT ASS! *Cough* sorry, it's just a wee bit late, considering I had to re-write half a chapter because, well you know why *grumble, grumble, grumble* ~Rio~