- Disclaimer-X-Men: Evolution isn't mine. Some people are real people
Summary-The mutants have been imprisoned in the segregated Hell of Bayville.
Important Notes-Don't expect the plot to follow the plots of the show. I'm mainly using characters from the 1st season, but Remy, Amanda, and Tabitha are here, too. Rogue and Kurt, not to mention Pietro and Wanda, have a more screwed-up family thing going. Rogue, Kurt, Pietro, and Wanda are all Magneto's kids. Rogue is Irene's daughter, Kurt is Mystique's AKA Raven's son, and Pietro and Wanda are Dena's twins. What's more, Irene and Mystique are sisters. Magneto is a player who had a relationship with all three of them at the same time. Thus, all four of them are not only siblings, but Rogue and Kurt are cousins, as well. Rogue always refers to Kurt as her brother, though. Also, while I call her Rogue, the name is used a nickname. Teachers and the staff at the Institute call her by her real name: Marie.
Ages-
Scott, Jean, Fred, Remy-14
Kurt, Rogue, Evan, Todd, Pietro, Wanda, Tabitha, Amanda-13
Kitty, Lance-12
Magneto, Mystique, Professor Xavier, Logan, Ororo-Doesn't matter
Prejudice
"Come and get me, freak!" Oprah yelled.
Rogue bit the bottom of her lip and balled her hands into fists. She hated Oprah to the very core of her being. She hated the smug face, the holier-than-thou attitude, and she hated having to submit to this girl simply because she was a mutant.
"No," Rogue said quietly.
"What? I didn't quite hear you." Oprah shoved her face up into Rogue's. "What did you say?"
"I said no," Rogue said, turning and walking away.
"Hey, your brother's the blue freak, right?"
Rogue stopped in her tracks. Her clenched fists started trembling.
"The kid with the speech impediment?"
"That's a German accent," she muttered. Everyone thought that her brother was dyslexic, and in truth, they were partly right. He'd grown up in backwoods Germany with his foster parents, and never heard a lick of English in his life until a few years back. Rogue had to learn German when she finally met up with her brother after the…Rogue didn't like thinking about that. Well, anyway, he had trouble learning English, and he sometimes mixed up his grammar.
"Slydexia," Oprah taunted. "The peech inspediment we live to learn with."
That was it.
Rogue turned around and tackled Oprah, forcing her to the ground. The red-haired girl from Louisiana started tearing at Oprah's hair and slapping her across the face. If she'd had time to take off her gloves, she would have, but the crowd forming around the fight attracted the teachers at the middle school.
"All right, all right, break it up!" the gym coach, Mr. Locket, snarled, grabbing Rogue's sleeves and yanking her off.
"You ever insult my brother again, I'll kill you, you hear me?! I'll kill you!"
"You too, eh?" Lance said, looking up as Rogue walked into Detention/In-School Suspension Hall. "What're you in for?"
"Oprah picked a fight with me. You?"
"Yelled at the GWH (#1) teacher for taking their side in debating."
"Yelled at?" Rogue raised her eyebrows.
"OK, OK, I punched him."
"Thought so," Rogue said, taking a seat. "What'd he say during the debate?"
"What they always say," Lance said, opening one of his texts and starting to read.
Rogue picked up her German II book, a class she had picked not only because of her brother but because Spanish and French bored her, and pretended to read. But, against her will, her thoughts went back…
She'd been just a child of 7 when the government declared mutants a national threat. Every mutant in the United States had been picked up and shipped off to a government building. More were deported to the US government from other countries. The mutants were interrogated about their powers and their families, given blood tests—which was how she found out about her brother—and a number tattooed on the inside of their arms, and then placed in small towns, where they couldn't do much damage.
How much damage could she, now a 10-year-old, possibly do? She was scared to death, torn from her mother for 3 years, and was clinging tightly to her brother's arm, and vice-versa, when the government official—who had been nothing but cruel ever since they were put in his charge—dropped them off at their new home, the Xavier Institute.
Rogue remembered that day vividly. Kurt was babbling quietly in German and Rogue could barely bring herself to talk. Ororo, who Rogue first labeled as The Lady With The White Hair, had stepped forward, examined the cuts on their faces, shook her head, and swore quietly.
That was the start of their new life. They were under less restrictions here than at the government building, but their original freedom had been curtailed. They were not allowed to use their powers publicly. They couldn't go anywhere without ID tags. They were semi-segregated in school, being placed in the back with the falling-apart texts. But at least they were out of the government buildings, where they could not go anywhere without police escort, received little or no education, and were forbidden to even think about using their powers.
"Yo, Rogue!"
Rogue snapped out of her memories to see Lance standing over her. "Detention's over."
Rogue put her German II book in her backpack and got up, leaving Detention Hall to go find a payphone. Professor Xavier would send someone over to give her a ride home.
#1-Global World History. In this story, the Middle Schools have the same type of schedule as the High Schools. So, for example, instead of Senior year going up to Spanish V, it goes up to Spanish VII.
Well, good start? I hope you guys like how I'm putting the story together. And, no, if anyone thinks that I'm making a Lance/Rogue. Lance/Kitty and Rogue/Remy forever, baby!
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