Captain America smiled that million-dollar smile, "Actually I prefer Steve
when I'm not on duty. It's a pleasure to meet you Pietro Maximoff."
Realizing that his proffered hand was not going to be taken he put both in
his pockets of his jacket.
A somewhat tense moment occurred in which Rogers expected to see suspicion in Pietro's eyes, who wouldn't be when they're being blackmailed? But no, instead there was just a cold knowing stare that said, "I already know, there's nothing really left to suspect."
Pietro mentally examined and turned over Steve Rogers in a way one would an antique gun in mint condition, old or out of it's time but still very dangerous. The man was older than his father but still looked to be in his early thirties by the look of him, cudo's super soldier project of WW2. And that annoying smile, Pietro thought to himself, it makes you swear he's going to put his arm around you or slug you.
Seeing that her luggage was taken to her room Wanda strolled over and nodded to Rogers before putting a hand on Pietro's arm, "Were here Cap, why don't we talk business."
At this Rogers nodded gravely, "As we should, if you'll follow me this way."
They followed him all right, followed him through winding stretches of hallways that rivaled some of the bases Magneto had inhabited for size and stature. They passed through rooms full of computers, armories, bunks for soldiers, a lab/stockade area, and finally the med bay before coming to the meeting room.
The room had an expansive view of the bay, well shielded by large support pillars and glass that looked 2 feet thick. A long table dominated the room, covered with glass over a computer modeling system. Pietro saw all this and finally realized that this was big, yeah he had seen Xavier's mansion, but this screamed tax dollars.
Each taking a seat Rogers sat at the head of the table with Wanda and Pietro flanking him on either side. Steve folded his hands together and set them on the table, "I would like to apologize for the way you've been recruited. I hoped you would volunteer but I didn't ask them to use your friends as bargaining chips."
An apology and a rebuke at the same time, Pietro mused darkly, how passé Cap.
"I did."
Both Wanda and Pietro turned to see who had entered the room behind them. Fury stood munching his usual cigar with a frown, arms folded across his chest and leaning against the doorframe, "You two are going to be a big help eliminating your dad."
Rogers beamed, "Fury!" Fury went on as if he hadn't heard him, "You realize that's what's going to happen right? No Capture, no negotiations, just hitting him till he goes down."
Seeing how he watched for a reaction Wanda regarded him from under half lidded eyes, "I tried to kill my father when I was 16, I don't think there will be a problem."
Pietro smirked.
Fury, satisfied by this sat down next to them and smiled, "Welcome to my pet project kids, this is going to make what you do at Xavier's seem like tinker toys."
Pietro shook his head, "At least at Xavier's we didn't have to MAKE our first job, and the spousal abuse is at a minimum. How is Banner anyway?"
Fury tilted his head questioningly, "Who told you that?"
Wanda rolled her eyes, already sick of her brothers little game, "Mr. Fury, Banner visited Professor Xavier's a number of times when Pietro was there. It would take little to link the New York incident with the Hulk to Banner, if you have the right insight."
Fury shrugged and gestured back to Rogers, "Smart and willing to kill their father, we just might get along.eh Steve?"
Rogers raised an eyebrow, "Quite. As I was saying, were glad to have you here all the same. Since your both cleared for level three information I might as well tell you; right know we have only 5 active members, only 2 of which are endowed with powers."
Pietro struck the table with a flat hand, "I was right."
Wanda looked at him, "Shut-up."
Rogers picked up as if he hadn't been interrupted, "Only myself and Thor have powers which will be any help against Magneto. Officially Thor is not part of the team, but he still answers to any summons we give."
"What about Iron Man?" Wanda asked.
Fury snorted, "The names pretty self explanatory.iron suit.Magneto.you get the picture."
Coming to his sisters defense Pietro retorted, "Thor will be use less as well, Storms tried frying him with no real effect."
Rogers started cracking joints in his hand, "As I was saying."
Fury came back with, "What would you suggest?" Pietro took a moment to think, drumming his fingers at lightning speed on the table. Closing his eyes Pietro told him, "Important thing to remember is that when he comes out he will want to be found, so we would have to be wary of any traps. Getting him somewhere away from cities would be a good idea, to much metal for him to use there."
Rogers looked surprised, "We've had our best strategists working for two weeks and you just gave me the same answer after thinking a minute."
Wanda coughed bringing the attention of the table off Pietro, "Where will we be living Mr. Rogers?"
"Call me Steve, and just about anywhere in the city that you want. Make sure that you can get here in fifteen minutes or less."
Pietro brightened for a second, "In that case I'm going home, call me when you have an emergency."
Rogers finally seemed to have enough of Pietro's bad mood and rolled his eyes before putting a hand to his head, "Officer."
A man in military uniform detached himself from the wall and appeared, "Sir."
"Please escort these two to the visitors rooms," Turning back to the twins he told them, "if you need anything don't be afraid to ask."
As they walked down the hall towards their rooms Pietro tapped his sister on the arm with the back of his hand, "Sent to bed without supper, what kind of welcome is that?"
"Shut up Pietro! You're not making this easy for anyone else."
"No one seems to want to make this easy for me."
In the conference room Rogers and Fury sat playing checkers. Moving with the speed, wit, and tenacity of chess players both seemed engrossed in their game and conversation.
Fury moved one of his black pieces while taking a sip from a can of logger, "I called Logan and asked about the kids."
"What did he say?"
"He said the girls clear, she's been working with them for the last couple of years. Says she's got a level head and follows orders to the letter. But her brother."
"Pietro?"
"Logan says the boys been out of the biz since stopping Magneto years ago, may have lost his edge. But that's not what's really worrying me."
Rogers took a couple of Fury's black checkers with one of his red, "Your worried the kid might freeze up in action."
"Hell no! What I'm worried about is whether he has his priorities straight. What if when he meets dear old daddy he decides that it was better being a species terrorist?"
Rogers put a fist under his chin to think for a second before replying, "How about we send him on a test run of sorts? There is that group set up in New Jersey you wanted us to take out quietly."
"Sounds good, just don't let them screw it up."
The next day Rogers paged Wanda and Pietro to the conference room. Walking in and finding him in full red, white, and blue regalia both wondered what was up. Pietro looked him up and down before asking, "Halloween already?"
Cap smiled, "Little mission for you two today, something we think you can cut your teeth on."
Wanda sighed, "Cap your talking to a people who have the teeth of great whites."
Picking up his shield off the table Cap gestured for them to follow, "Lets hope you have the same wit in combat Wanda."
Pietro followed Cap while asking, "Combat?"
Cap handed them a combat uniform each. They were both the same with a full body gray glove, the only difference being that the gauntlets and boots were different colors. Pietro's was white while Wanda's was red.
Exiting the bathroom Wanda looked down at herself and thought, god if Kurt saw me in this he would have a fit.
While Pietro was more worried about the back; why the hell do I always have the tight butt costumes?
Cap seemed pleased, "Good, now you two look like real professionals."
Flying in the helicopter Pietro stared out the window, pretending to be paying attention to the mission overview Cap was doing, but letting his mind wander. Rogue, he thought, how did it ever come to this?
He could feel her somewhere south moving north towards him the usual grim and determined mindset. He had no idea why, but for some reason he was able to sense Rouge and her moods as long as they were a more than 2 miles from each other. Who knew, maybe it was love?
At this Pietro smiled, earning a tap from Captain America, "Nice to see your paying attention Pietro."
Pietro fixed the earphones on his head, "You go in through the top, me and Wanda hit them from the sides, what's to know?"
Cap pointed a finger at him, "How about how the have stolen SHIELD laser weapons? Pay attention Pietro, I'm not going to let you screw this up."
"Fine."
Wanda saw the look he passed her way and spread her hands as if to say, "What can you do?"
Miles to the south Rogue stared at the sign over the highway bridge, a kind of dread and hope mixing together to make her generally nervous. The sign was written on big white letters on a green background; Welcome to Bayville.
"It's good to be home," Rogue said sarcastically to herself.
Driving through town Rogue noticed that the town had gotten bigger since she had left. A new mall was being built in a large cleared field, a hospital was standing where the old Movieplex use to be, and then there was Xavier's Institute itself standing on the bluff next to the ocean all alone.
Driving up to the gate Rogue expected the gate's to open automatically like they use to, instead they stayed shut while a small box appeared from the ground to say, "May I help you?"
A little on edge to be spoken to by a robotic voice Rogue replied, "I'm here to see Professor Xavier."
The box replied promptly, "Do you have an appointment?"
"No I-"
"I'm afraid you will have to acquire an appointment from our central office, good day."
Rogue didn't move, expecting some kind of response from the silent box. Finally the box spoke, "please remove yourself from the premises."
"Listen, I'm Rogue. I use to live here."
"Name does not register under files, please leave in 30 seconds or the authorities will be called; 30, 29, 28, 27."
Rogue popped the car into reverse, "Okay, okay! I'm going you stupid robot!"
Parking her car around the corner Rogue got out and made her way to a spot in the wall she remembered. Leaping up she grabbed the wall and swung over to catch herself on a tree branch that hung low to the ground. Dusting her hands off Rogue sneered in the direction of the entrance gate, "Stupid robot, just like sneaking back in when I was a kid."
This last part was punctuated by the sudden appearance of five hovering machines that began firing at her. Running towards the doors of the institute Rogue passed students lounging or playing on the lawn, amazed to see a woman being chased by the automated defenses. The door opened in front of her, and she leaped through to collide with whoever was walking out.
"Rogue?"
Rogue looked down to find that she had landed on a man with light brown hair and a puzzled expression on his face. Climbing to her feet Rogue peaked out the window to find the robots still hovering there.
The man climbed up and looked to see what she was staring at, "Oh you set of the schools defense measure huh? Give me a second."
Opening a small box near the door he punched in a code that promptly made the robots float back to wherever they had originated. Peaking his head out the door the man spoke to the kids on the lawn, "Its okay, nothing wrong."
Rogue looked at the box and at the parlor, "I don't remember having that."
"Well we've made a few changes to the place since you left, its been torn down three times," picking her up he twirled her around in the air, "Man Rogue, its so great to see you how come you don't visit anymore?"
Rogue was at a loss for words, this guy seemed familiar for some reason that she couldn't quite put her finger on. "Ice cube, put the girl down would ya?"
Looking up to see Logan walking in it finally struck Rogue who the man was, "BOBBY!"
Putting him in her own bear hug she exclaimed, "I didn't recognize you! You've gotten so big since I saw you last."
"No hug for me?" Logan asked.
"Logan!" Rogue hugged him as well, "It's been too long since I saw you guys. What's with all the kids out on the lawn?
Logan smiled, "this is a teaching institute Rogue. So what brings you here?"
Rogue remembered why she was here bringing her back down to earth, "Its about Pietro."
"Pietro!?" Both Logan and Bobby asked surprised.
"Well, Yeah," Rogue pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, "You know what's happening with the Ultimates right?"
"Yes," Logan replied warily as if expecting a surprise he wasn't going to like, "What's that got to do with you?"
"Me and Pietro are.uh well we."
Both Logan and Bobby waited.
"Were living together." She blurted finally.
Logan was surprised for a second, but Bobby was shocked.
"Maximoff?! You're living with Maximoff! Did Mesmero or Mastermind get a hold of you?"
Rogue frowned, "No, we've been living together for years now."
Logan eyed her left hand, "Not married I see."
Bobby put a hand to his sweating forehead, "THANK GOD!"
"Hey!" Rogue yelled.
Bobby blushed, "Sorry, its just..Maximoff, for goodness sake Rogue last time I saw that guy he was the most obnoxious, low down..and the glare your giving me means what?" Logan put a hand on her shoulder, "Come on Rogue, Bobby why don't you see that the kids get to class?"
Leading her down the hallway to the Professor's study Logan asked, "So what's the story?"
Sitting in the comfy leather chairs Rogue told him everything from her job teaching to how she could touch Pietro now. Logan listened quietly, occasionally asking a question or laughing when he heard about the accidents that occurred around the house. Finally she asked, "So why did ya'll seem so shocked?"
Logan shrugged, "I don't know, just didn't seem like something that would happen is all."
Rogue sank back in her chair.
Logan put a hand on her shoulder, "Don't be that way, I'm happy for you. I really am, and listen, I'm going to do what I can for you with this whole Ultimates thing."
"Actually that's why I came to see the Professor."
"Well you just missed him because he left for Wasingto-" cocking his head Logan seemed to listen, "OH NO!"
"What is it Logan?" Rogue asked running after him as he ran down the corridor to the front door.
Slinging it open Logan and Rogue saw what was standing on the lawn and Rogue realized why Logan looked so afraid. Standing in front of them was a swirling vortex of energy that was holding Bobby's unconscious body in the air. Turning to them it roared, "WHERE IS HE?"
"Logan," Rogue asked, "What is that thing?"
Logan's claws appeared with a SNIKT, "That's Proteus, Chucks son."
DUH, DUH, DUHHHH
Next chapter; What will happen on Pietro's mission? Will Rogue and Logan be able to with stand the might of Proteus? And why was Bobby so worried by Rogue living with Pietro?
A somewhat tense moment occurred in which Rogers expected to see suspicion in Pietro's eyes, who wouldn't be when they're being blackmailed? But no, instead there was just a cold knowing stare that said, "I already know, there's nothing really left to suspect."
Pietro mentally examined and turned over Steve Rogers in a way one would an antique gun in mint condition, old or out of it's time but still very dangerous. The man was older than his father but still looked to be in his early thirties by the look of him, cudo's super soldier project of WW2. And that annoying smile, Pietro thought to himself, it makes you swear he's going to put his arm around you or slug you.
Seeing that her luggage was taken to her room Wanda strolled over and nodded to Rogers before putting a hand on Pietro's arm, "Were here Cap, why don't we talk business."
At this Rogers nodded gravely, "As we should, if you'll follow me this way."
They followed him all right, followed him through winding stretches of hallways that rivaled some of the bases Magneto had inhabited for size and stature. They passed through rooms full of computers, armories, bunks for soldiers, a lab/stockade area, and finally the med bay before coming to the meeting room.
The room had an expansive view of the bay, well shielded by large support pillars and glass that looked 2 feet thick. A long table dominated the room, covered with glass over a computer modeling system. Pietro saw all this and finally realized that this was big, yeah he had seen Xavier's mansion, but this screamed tax dollars.
Each taking a seat Rogers sat at the head of the table with Wanda and Pietro flanking him on either side. Steve folded his hands together and set them on the table, "I would like to apologize for the way you've been recruited. I hoped you would volunteer but I didn't ask them to use your friends as bargaining chips."
An apology and a rebuke at the same time, Pietro mused darkly, how passé Cap.
"I did."
Both Wanda and Pietro turned to see who had entered the room behind them. Fury stood munching his usual cigar with a frown, arms folded across his chest and leaning against the doorframe, "You two are going to be a big help eliminating your dad."
Rogers beamed, "Fury!" Fury went on as if he hadn't heard him, "You realize that's what's going to happen right? No Capture, no negotiations, just hitting him till he goes down."
Seeing how he watched for a reaction Wanda regarded him from under half lidded eyes, "I tried to kill my father when I was 16, I don't think there will be a problem."
Pietro smirked.
Fury, satisfied by this sat down next to them and smiled, "Welcome to my pet project kids, this is going to make what you do at Xavier's seem like tinker toys."
Pietro shook his head, "At least at Xavier's we didn't have to MAKE our first job, and the spousal abuse is at a minimum. How is Banner anyway?"
Fury tilted his head questioningly, "Who told you that?"
Wanda rolled her eyes, already sick of her brothers little game, "Mr. Fury, Banner visited Professor Xavier's a number of times when Pietro was there. It would take little to link the New York incident with the Hulk to Banner, if you have the right insight."
Fury shrugged and gestured back to Rogers, "Smart and willing to kill their father, we just might get along.eh Steve?"
Rogers raised an eyebrow, "Quite. As I was saying, were glad to have you here all the same. Since your both cleared for level three information I might as well tell you; right know we have only 5 active members, only 2 of which are endowed with powers."
Pietro struck the table with a flat hand, "I was right."
Wanda looked at him, "Shut-up."
Rogers picked up as if he hadn't been interrupted, "Only myself and Thor have powers which will be any help against Magneto. Officially Thor is not part of the team, but he still answers to any summons we give."
"What about Iron Man?" Wanda asked.
Fury snorted, "The names pretty self explanatory.iron suit.Magneto.you get the picture."
Coming to his sisters defense Pietro retorted, "Thor will be use less as well, Storms tried frying him with no real effect."
Rogers started cracking joints in his hand, "As I was saying."
Fury came back with, "What would you suggest?" Pietro took a moment to think, drumming his fingers at lightning speed on the table. Closing his eyes Pietro told him, "Important thing to remember is that when he comes out he will want to be found, so we would have to be wary of any traps. Getting him somewhere away from cities would be a good idea, to much metal for him to use there."
Rogers looked surprised, "We've had our best strategists working for two weeks and you just gave me the same answer after thinking a minute."
Wanda coughed bringing the attention of the table off Pietro, "Where will we be living Mr. Rogers?"
"Call me Steve, and just about anywhere in the city that you want. Make sure that you can get here in fifteen minutes or less."
Pietro brightened for a second, "In that case I'm going home, call me when you have an emergency."
Rogers finally seemed to have enough of Pietro's bad mood and rolled his eyes before putting a hand to his head, "Officer."
A man in military uniform detached himself from the wall and appeared, "Sir."
"Please escort these two to the visitors rooms," Turning back to the twins he told them, "if you need anything don't be afraid to ask."
As they walked down the hall towards their rooms Pietro tapped his sister on the arm with the back of his hand, "Sent to bed without supper, what kind of welcome is that?"
"Shut up Pietro! You're not making this easy for anyone else."
"No one seems to want to make this easy for me."
In the conference room Rogers and Fury sat playing checkers. Moving with the speed, wit, and tenacity of chess players both seemed engrossed in their game and conversation.
Fury moved one of his black pieces while taking a sip from a can of logger, "I called Logan and asked about the kids."
"What did he say?"
"He said the girls clear, she's been working with them for the last couple of years. Says she's got a level head and follows orders to the letter. But her brother."
"Pietro?"
"Logan says the boys been out of the biz since stopping Magneto years ago, may have lost his edge. But that's not what's really worrying me."
Rogers took a couple of Fury's black checkers with one of his red, "Your worried the kid might freeze up in action."
"Hell no! What I'm worried about is whether he has his priorities straight. What if when he meets dear old daddy he decides that it was better being a species terrorist?"
Rogers put a fist under his chin to think for a second before replying, "How about we send him on a test run of sorts? There is that group set up in New Jersey you wanted us to take out quietly."
"Sounds good, just don't let them screw it up."
The next day Rogers paged Wanda and Pietro to the conference room. Walking in and finding him in full red, white, and blue regalia both wondered what was up. Pietro looked him up and down before asking, "Halloween already?"
Cap smiled, "Little mission for you two today, something we think you can cut your teeth on."
Wanda sighed, "Cap your talking to a people who have the teeth of great whites."
Picking up his shield off the table Cap gestured for them to follow, "Lets hope you have the same wit in combat Wanda."
Pietro followed Cap while asking, "Combat?"
Cap handed them a combat uniform each. They were both the same with a full body gray glove, the only difference being that the gauntlets and boots were different colors. Pietro's was white while Wanda's was red.
Exiting the bathroom Wanda looked down at herself and thought, god if Kurt saw me in this he would have a fit.
While Pietro was more worried about the back; why the hell do I always have the tight butt costumes?
Cap seemed pleased, "Good, now you two look like real professionals."
Flying in the helicopter Pietro stared out the window, pretending to be paying attention to the mission overview Cap was doing, but letting his mind wander. Rogue, he thought, how did it ever come to this?
He could feel her somewhere south moving north towards him the usual grim and determined mindset. He had no idea why, but for some reason he was able to sense Rouge and her moods as long as they were a more than 2 miles from each other. Who knew, maybe it was love?
At this Pietro smiled, earning a tap from Captain America, "Nice to see your paying attention Pietro."
Pietro fixed the earphones on his head, "You go in through the top, me and Wanda hit them from the sides, what's to know?"
Cap pointed a finger at him, "How about how the have stolen SHIELD laser weapons? Pay attention Pietro, I'm not going to let you screw this up."
"Fine."
Wanda saw the look he passed her way and spread her hands as if to say, "What can you do?"
Miles to the south Rogue stared at the sign over the highway bridge, a kind of dread and hope mixing together to make her generally nervous. The sign was written on big white letters on a green background; Welcome to Bayville.
"It's good to be home," Rogue said sarcastically to herself.
Driving through town Rogue noticed that the town had gotten bigger since she had left. A new mall was being built in a large cleared field, a hospital was standing where the old Movieplex use to be, and then there was Xavier's Institute itself standing on the bluff next to the ocean all alone.
Driving up to the gate Rogue expected the gate's to open automatically like they use to, instead they stayed shut while a small box appeared from the ground to say, "May I help you?"
A little on edge to be spoken to by a robotic voice Rogue replied, "I'm here to see Professor Xavier."
The box replied promptly, "Do you have an appointment?"
"No I-"
"I'm afraid you will have to acquire an appointment from our central office, good day."
Rogue didn't move, expecting some kind of response from the silent box. Finally the box spoke, "please remove yourself from the premises."
"Listen, I'm Rogue. I use to live here."
"Name does not register under files, please leave in 30 seconds or the authorities will be called; 30, 29, 28, 27."
Rogue popped the car into reverse, "Okay, okay! I'm going you stupid robot!"
Parking her car around the corner Rogue got out and made her way to a spot in the wall she remembered. Leaping up she grabbed the wall and swung over to catch herself on a tree branch that hung low to the ground. Dusting her hands off Rogue sneered in the direction of the entrance gate, "Stupid robot, just like sneaking back in when I was a kid."
This last part was punctuated by the sudden appearance of five hovering machines that began firing at her. Running towards the doors of the institute Rogue passed students lounging or playing on the lawn, amazed to see a woman being chased by the automated defenses. The door opened in front of her, and she leaped through to collide with whoever was walking out.
"Rogue?"
Rogue looked down to find that she had landed on a man with light brown hair and a puzzled expression on his face. Climbing to her feet Rogue peaked out the window to find the robots still hovering there.
The man climbed up and looked to see what she was staring at, "Oh you set of the schools defense measure huh? Give me a second."
Opening a small box near the door he punched in a code that promptly made the robots float back to wherever they had originated. Peaking his head out the door the man spoke to the kids on the lawn, "Its okay, nothing wrong."
Rogue looked at the box and at the parlor, "I don't remember having that."
"Well we've made a few changes to the place since you left, its been torn down three times," picking her up he twirled her around in the air, "Man Rogue, its so great to see you how come you don't visit anymore?"
Rogue was at a loss for words, this guy seemed familiar for some reason that she couldn't quite put her finger on. "Ice cube, put the girl down would ya?"
Looking up to see Logan walking in it finally struck Rogue who the man was, "BOBBY!"
Putting him in her own bear hug she exclaimed, "I didn't recognize you! You've gotten so big since I saw you last."
"No hug for me?" Logan asked.
"Logan!" Rogue hugged him as well, "It's been too long since I saw you guys. What's with all the kids out on the lawn?
Logan smiled, "this is a teaching institute Rogue. So what brings you here?"
Rogue remembered why she was here bringing her back down to earth, "Its about Pietro."
"Pietro!?" Both Logan and Bobby asked surprised.
"Well, Yeah," Rogue pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, "You know what's happening with the Ultimates right?"
"Yes," Logan replied warily as if expecting a surprise he wasn't going to like, "What's that got to do with you?"
"Me and Pietro are.uh well we."
Both Logan and Bobby waited.
"Were living together." She blurted finally.
Logan was surprised for a second, but Bobby was shocked.
"Maximoff?! You're living with Maximoff! Did Mesmero or Mastermind get a hold of you?"
Rogue frowned, "No, we've been living together for years now."
Logan eyed her left hand, "Not married I see."
Bobby put a hand to his sweating forehead, "THANK GOD!"
"Hey!" Rogue yelled.
Bobby blushed, "Sorry, its just..Maximoff, for goodness sake Rogue last time I saw that guy he was the most obnoxious, low down..and the glare your giving me means what?" Logan put a hand on her shoulder, "Come on Rogue, Bobby why don't you see that the kids get to class?"
Leading her down the hallway to the Professor's study Logan asked, "So what's the story?"
Sitting in the comfy leather chairs Rogue told him everything from her job teaching to how she could touch Pietro now. Logan listened quietly, occasionally asking a question or laughing when he heard about the accidents that occurred around the house. Finally she asked, "So why did ya'll seem so shocked?"
Logan shrugged, "I don't know, just didn't seem like something that would happen is all."
Rogue sank back in her chair.
Logan put a hand on her shoulder, "Don't be that way, I'm happy for you. I really am, and listen, I'm going to do what I can for you with this whole Ultimates thing."
"Actually that's why I came to see the Professor."
"Well you just missed him because he left for Wasingto-" cocking his head Logan seemed to listen, "OH NO!"
"What is it Logan?" Rogue asked running after him as he ran down the corridor to the front door.
Slinging it open Logan and Rogue saw what was standing on the lawn and Rogue realized why Logan looked so afraid. Standing in front of them was a swirling vortex of energy that was holding Bobby's unconscious body in the air. Turning to them it roared, "WHERE IS HE?"
"Logan," Rogue asked, "What is that thing?"
Logan's claws appeared with a SNIKT, "That's Proteus, Chucks son."
DUH, DUH, DUHHHH
Next chapter; What will happen on Pietro's mission? Will Rogue and Logan be able to with stand the might of Proteus? And why was Bobby so worried by Rogue living with Pietro?