Chapter 1 of 12
"Drowning"
By: RogueBHS
A/N: Basically, this is your typical Rogue/Remy Post-DoR. What's different? I'm including some comic aspects I think would develop the characters more. Such as? You'll have to read to find out. :) Other than that, there are a few 3rd season preview-items that are included. Such as the new civilian outfit for Rogue and Logan, and Logan's new uniform. I'll say now I have this weird tendency to over-do Rogue's accent and Remy's as well. SORRY! I'm Southern myself, but I love the accent when its used to taint every word. *shrug* Oh well. Hope you enjoy!
"It struck without a warning, or did she just ignore the signs
In those dark clouds forming behind her silver lines..."
Garth Brooks "The Storm"
As Lance Alvers looked out the window of the Blackbird, he thought about the past week and the changes it had brought for everyone. For the Brotherhood, the return of Mystique, and the appearence of Wanda. Followed all too soon by the loss of Fred and from the looks of things, Pietro as well. As for the X-men, he didn't know how they were standing it. Their beloved Professor was missing, and four of their members were gone. Including Rogue. Sighing, Lance shifted in the seat, a mental picture of Rogue appearing as he thought of her.
She had been like a sister to the boys of the Brotherhood. Albeit a goth sister with one heck of a temper, but a sister nonetheless. He knew she wasn't overly close to anyone of the X-men. Well...maybe Kurt or Scott...or maybe even his own pretty Kitty, but that was it. He had had the chance to ask her about life there once, and even witness how they treated her at the mansion. To say the least it riled him. She covered herself from head to toe, not for own safety as everyone thought, but for the safety of everyone around her. But still every last one of those who lived at the mansion would flinch if she got too near.
As Kitty took a seat next to him, he looked over at her. She had tearstains on her cheeks, and her nose was red from blowing it. Of all the X-men, it almost seemed as if she had lost the most. Evan was a good friend. Rogue, a roommate who cared more than she'd ever show. Beast, a teacher and a friend, and the Wolverine. His nickname, "half-pint," sometimes annoyed her, but right now? Lance knew she'd give anything to hear him say it in that gruff voice of his.
But as he looked around the plane, he knew the others had lost too. The normally hyper Toad was sitting near the back, a few stray tears sliding down dirty cheeks. Fred and Pietro had been two of his best, and only friends. Now they were gone. Scott sat near the front, Jean in the seat next to him. Their hands were locked, but neither was speaking. Like everyone else, their gazes were off in space as they thought about the day. For Mystique? He didn't think she really cared much about the cost. As far as Lance was concerned, the woman had a heart of ice. If only he knew...
"She's finding out the answers don't change nothing at all
Its time that she stopped searching for who's to blame or what went wrong
The only thing for certain is he's gone, she's gotta move on..."
Garth Brooks, "The Storm"
Mystique had always been a planner, one who looked to the future. But right now? She was a dweller. Thinking of everything she could've, should've, would've done if she knew how things would be right now. Destiny had warned her about Magneto. The woman had some idea of how far Magneto would go to achieve his goal, but not even the precog had guessed this would happen.
"Someday days just roll on by without a gray cloud in the sky
She keeps telling herself, "I will make it on my own..."
Garth Brooks, "The Storm"
Jean sighed heavily, the day taking its toll on her mind. She had never been overly close to any of those captured, with the exception of the Professor. Mr. McCoy and Mr. Logan were teachers and mentors, not friends. Evan and Fred were simply another set of people she knew. Jean may be friendly, but there were few she considered her true friends. Scott and the professor were the two main of that group.
Then, of course, there was Rogue. There was something about the goth Sophomore that Jean just couldn't understand. Jean had never been anything but friendly to the Rogue, but yet the goth snubbed Jean as if she had done something horrible. Was it because Jean had a, basically, picture-perfect life? No. Scott insisted Rogue wasn't that shallow or heartless. That was something that bugged the red-head to no end. Rogue would allow Scott to get close, but seemingly no one else. Even Risty had been kept at a slight distance, though the Brit probably didn't realize it.
Why Scott? Jean had heard most of what happened when Rogue and Scott were on the geology trip, but not all. They, she supposed, must have shared something that made Rogue let Scott get close. With another sigh, Jean settled further into her seat and let her thoughts run astray.
"She's drowning in emotion and she cannot reach the shore
She's alive but can she survive the storm..."
Garth Brooks, "The Storm"
The fact that Evan had been captured almost caused Ororo to live up to her namesake and give the humans a true reason to fear mutants. But at the same time, there were many other students who hadn't been captured...ones that needed her to be the calm, motherly Ororo they were used to. Kitty, for example, had taken the copilot seat for a while, just to be near the weather-witch. A fact that caused Storm to keep a tighter reign on her emotions. There would be a time for battle later, she reminded herself. For now? She, like the others, was all but drowning in emotions...
A/N: OK, so how was it? Horrible? Awesome? Decent? PLEASE tell me. I tried to get three totally different mutants to give a point of view just for a starter. Let me know if I should continue this or not! :)