Disclaimer: *sarcasism clearly present* Oh yes, they are SO mine! *hits the ground as thousands of Marvel storm troopers break through the walls of the house* Oh no, I didn't mean it! Ya'll just have NO sense of humor!
Not like it matters, but I said before that they are going to be going to see Staind. I can't rememner the band that they were going to see in the show, but they sucked anywayz. Staind is just a much better band to see! :)
Major thanx to all of those who reviewed the last chapter. Yes, I am alive. Bet you never thought you'd see me again, huh? LOL! No, I mean to follow through with this and finish this story no matter what!
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ROGUE MIND
Chapter Four: Things Revealed
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Swaying sweaty bodies, pushing, cursing, moshing, banging to the music. To an average teenager, this was total bliss. To a not so average teenager, with the not so average abitlity to suck the life out of a person just by merely touching them, this was HELL!
One look at the ominouse crowd before her was all Rogue needed to make her nervouse.
'Why did ah let ya talk meh inta this?' Rogue whispered over to Risty. 'Because, you're an impressional young teenager and you always listen to your peers!' She said with a laugh. 'Besides, you look AWSOME!' Rogue could not help but giggle at the comment. She had to amit, she did look awsome, they both did. The outfits Risty had picked out for them were perfect. (A/N: I wear whatever is on my floor that smells slightly fresh! LOL! I am not good with clothes! So, I did the best I could with the oufits and what not. I tryed givin em sumthin I might wear. *mumble* True statement of my poor ability to dress myself! LOL!)
Risty had chossen for Rogue an all black outfit. Black leather low rides with a long sleeved Staind shirt complete with gloves. For herself, Risty had chossen a simple purple tank top and a pair of black bondage pants. Along with leather, metal, plastic, and other odd looking pieces of jewelry to conplete the oufits, they had done their hair in an awsome fashion. Rogue left her hair down, but had messed it up a bit with some gel. Risty on the other hand had spiked her hair up in the back, giving her a wild look. They looked good, they looked dangerouse.
Rogue frowned slightly as they began to make their way closer to the stage. The strong coarse vocals of Staind getting louder and louder with each tentive step she took. With a turn of her head, she stood still and stared as she caught a glimps of Scott and Jean. They looked so happy together. Jean luaghed and giggled at every little thing Scott did as they danced together. 'Wish ah was with him, and NOT her!' she mumbled to herself. At that thought, her head began to swim and the world around her started to spin. 'Oh no! Not again!' She silently pleaded.
'Jeez Rogue! We are never gonna reach the stage if you keep standin there! C'mon girl!' For the umptienth time that day, Rogue was thankful Risty was there. Her words were enough to break through the hazy clouds in her head and bring her back to reality. 'Sorry Risty, dun know why ah stopped. Ah guess ah thought ah saw somebody ah knew.' She said as she swallowed that ever famouse lump that began to form in her throat. 'It wasn't them though.'
With that, Rogue and Risty began thier journey once again to the stage.
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From an upstairs balcony, the two Acolytes, Remy and St. John enjoyed the concert. Not only was the music rockin, but they had also managed to obtain several blonde ladies about them to bask in thier glory. Remy decided he needed very little effort to impress the girls about him seen as how they were looking at him and enjoying the mere fact he was breathing. St. John on the other hand was anything less than impressive. For some odd reason, they really were not big into air gutiar, OR his Crocidile Hunter impressions. (A/N: Sorry, could not resist! *snicker*) They were amusing to watch though.
Remy wasn't watching the concert though, nor was he paying much attention to the blonde besdie him who had practically bonded to his person. Instead, he was looking over the edge of the balcony to a girl far below. A girl he would have not seen if not for her unsual hair.
Each step she took stole his breathe away. He watched as she stopped and looked off into the crowd. Even from so far away, he could see the pain on her face. Something she saw had hurt her, and she showed it clear as day. For some strange reason, he felt he needed to be beside her. Like he had to hold her.
'And so like when he turned around, he totally spilled his drink!' the blonde beside him laughed. 'Huh? Uh yeah, that's nice petite.' he said with a lost look on his face. Turning to John, he said 'Goin down ta get a better look.' 'Get a better look? You don't get a better look than this mate!' John said as he looked up.
Remy was gone before he could even finish his sentence.
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By now, Rogue and Risty were so close to the stage, that the only thing they could hear where the very pounding of their hearts in thier ears. The crowd was wild, and the moshes were much more intense.
Rogue, looking down saw a bit of her mid drift showing. Normally she did not mind that much of herself showing, but she wanted no risks. Tugging on her shirt as hard as she could, she tried to rid herself of the naked flesh.
Risty, now getting into the music had started to jump up and down, joining in the crowds enthusiastic behavior. There seemed to be a bit of shoving in front of her, but she did not pay too close of attention to it. Behind her, Rogue still struggled with her shirt. Looking over, she turned to see what Rogue was up too. Finally realizing she was behind her, she turned full around. Next thing she knew, she was being pushed straight into Rogue.
'There, that should do it!' Rogue thought as her shirt finally relented to being tucked into her pants. 'Don care if I look dorky or not, I ain't taken no chances!' she mumbled as she thought of what Risty would say when she saw what she had done. Sighing, she looked up just in time to see Risty come hurtling towards her.
They fell together in a heap on the floor, Rogue holding her head in pain, Risty unconsciouse. She had touched Rogue's face in her attempt to grip her so she would not fall. Big mistake.
Images ran through Rogue's head as she laid there on the floor. Thoughts and memories that could not possibly be that of an everage 16 years old. In a way though, they seemed so familiar. One of the many memories that she caught was that of the little girl and the woman that she had seen in the photograph at Risty's. Once again that knowing feeling gripped her heart, and she had finally made the connection. The woman was Mystique, the child was.........her. How?
Her best friend, the person she thought she could trust was also the person she had grown to hate! Heartbroken by what she had saw, Rogue finally gave into the darkness in her mind and lost all control. She had no other thought as her body slowly began to change it's shape and morph into that of Sabortooth.
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*is staring at some Minni Wheats laying on the desk trying to figure out wich one has the most frosting on it* Hmmmm......which one do I eat first? *is poked by muse* WHAT! Oh yeah, this thingie! LOL! Ooops! Guess I add one of these to all my chapters, huh?
Ok, I decided to cut the scene with Rogue absorbing all the people around her because I didn't want to get into all of that. I figured all it would have really took to put her over the edge was just for her to touch Mystique. I was also going to add a scene with Logan and the professor back at the mansion, but I just figured I'd add that maybe next chapter. *strokes beard* Not sure though, I'm just sorta makin this up as I go along. :)
Last thing I shall mention real quick. I have started a group called Freaks and Wierdos. Nuthin great, just a place to post weird crap and meet new people. If you would like to join, or just hop over and look at what I have there, you can do so using this link: We are in desprate need of members. So far the only people there who post is myself, and my three derranged friends! Ok, so I'm derranged too, but, yeah! LOL! Check us out sometime! Tis more fun than sticking two wet fingers into a live electrical socket! Not that I've tried or nuthin............e-yeah! ^_^
Not like it matters, but I said before that they are going to be going to see Staind. I can't rememner the band that they were going to see in the show, but they sucked anywayz. Staind is just a much better band to see! :)
Major thanx to all of those who reviewed the last chapter. Yes, I am alive. Bet you never thought you'd see me again, huh? LOL! No, I mean to follow through with this and finish this story no matter what!
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ROGUE MIND
Chapter Four: Things Revealed
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Swaying sweaty bodies, pushing, cursing, moshing, banging to the music. To an average teenager, this was total bliss. To a not so average teenager, with the not so average abitlity to suck the life out of a person just by merely touching them, this was HELL!
One look at the ominouse crowd before her was all Rogue needed to make her nervouse.
'Why did ah let ya talk meh inta this?' Rogue whispered over to Risty. 'Because, you're an impressional young teenager and you always listen to your peers!' She said with a laugh. 'Besides, you look AWSOME!' Rogue could not help but giggle at the comment. She had to amit, she did look awsome, they both did. The outfits Risty had picked out for them were perfect. (A/N: I wear whatever is on my floor that smells slightly fresh! LOL! I am not good with clothes! So, I did the best I could with the oufits and what not. I tryed givin em sumthin I might wear. *mumble* True statement of my poor ability to dress myself! LOL!)
Risty had chossen for Rogue an all black outfit. Black leather low rides with a long sleeved Staind shirt complete with gloves. For herself, Risty had chossen a simple purple tank top and a pair of black bondage pants. Along with leather, metal, plastic, and other odd looking pieces of jewelry to conplete the oufits, they had done their hair in an awsome fashion. Rogue left her hair down, but had messed it up a bit with some gel. Risty on the other hand had spiked her hair up in the back, giving her a wild look. They looked good, they looked dangerouse.
Rogue frowned slightly as they began to make their way closer to the stage. The strong coarse vocals of Staind getting louder and louder with each tentive step she took. With a turn of her head, she stood still and stared as she caught a glimps of Scott and Jean. They looked so happy together. Jean luaghed and giggled at every little thing Scott did as they danced together. 'Wish ah was with him, and NOT her!' she mumbled to herself. At that thought, her head began to swim and the world around her started to spin. 'Oh no! Not again!' She silently pleaded.
'Jeez Rogue! We are never gonna reach the stage if you keep standin there! C'mon girl!' For the umptienth time that day, Rogue was thankful Risty was there. Her words were enough to break through the hazy clouds in her head and bring her back to reality. 'Sorry Risty, dun know why ah stopped. Ah guess ah thought ah saw somebody ah knew.' She said as she swallowed that ever famouse lump that began to form in her throat. 'It wasn't them though.'
With that, Rogue and Risty began thier journey once again to the stage.
===================
From an upstairs balcony, the two Acolytes, Remy and St. John enjoyed the concert. Not only was the music rockin, but they had also managed to obtain several blonde ladies about them to bask in thier glory. Remy decided he needed very little effort to impress the girls about him seen as how they were looking at him and enjoying the mere fact he was breathing. St. John on the other hand was anything less than impressive. For some odd reason, they really were not big into air gutiar, OR his Crocidile Hunter impressions. (A/N: Sorry, could not resist! *snicker*) They were amusing to watch though.
Remy wasn't watching the concert though, nor was he paying much attention to the blonde besdie him who had practically bonded to his person. Instead, he was looking over the edge of the balcony to a girl far below. A girl he would have not seen if not for her unsual hair.
Each step she took stole his breathe away. He watched as she stopped and looked off into the crowd. Even from so far away, he could see the pain on her face. Something she saw had hurt her, and she showed it clear as day. For some strange reason, he felt he needed to be beside her. Like he had to hold her.
'And so like when he turned around, he totally spilled his drink!' the blonde beside him laughed. 'Huh? Uh yeah, that's nice petite.' he said with a lost look on his face. Turning to John, he said 'Goin down ta get a better look.' 'Get a better look? You don't get a better look than this mate!' John said as he looked up.
Remy was gone before he could even finish his sentence.
===================
By now, Rogue and Risty were so close to the stage, that the only thing they could hear where the very pounding of their hearts in thier ears. The crowd was wild, and the moshes were much more intense.
Rogue, looking down saw a bit of her mid drift showing. Normally she did not mind that much of herself showing, but she wanted no risks. Tugging on her shirt as hard as she could, she tried to rid herself of the naked flesh.
Risty, now getting into the music had started to jump up and down, joining in the crowds enthusiastic behavior. There seemed to be a bit of shoving in front of her, but she did not pay too close of attention to it. Behind her, Rogue still struggled with her shirt. Looking over, she turned to see what Rogue was up too. Finally realizing she was behind her, she turned full around. Next thing she knew, she was being pushed straight into Rogue.
'There, that should do it!' Rogue thought as her shirt finally relented to being tucked into her pants. 'Don care if I look dorky or not, I ain't taken no chances!' she mumbled as she thought of what Risty would say when she saw what she had done. Sighing, she looked up just in time to see Risty come hurtling towards her.
They fell together in a heap on the floor, Rogue holding her head in pain, Risty unconsciouse. She had touched Rogue's face in her attempt to grip her so she would not fall. Big mistake.
Images ran through Rogue's head as she laid there on the floor. Thoughts and memories that could not possibly be that of an everage 16 years old. In a way though, they seemed so familiar. One of the many memories that she caught was that of the little girl and the woman that she had seen in the photograph at Risty's. Once again that knowing feeling gripped her heart, and she had finally made the connection. The woman was Mystique, the child was.........her. How?
Her best friend, the person she thought she could trust was also the person she had grown to hate! Heartbroken by what she had saw, Rogue finally gave into the darkness in her mind and lost all control. She had no other thought as her body slowly began to change it's shape and morph into that of Sabortooth.
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*is staring at some Minni Wheats laying on the desk trying to figure out wich one has the most frosting on it* Hmmmm......which one do I eat first? *is poked by muse* WHAT! Oh yeah, this thingie! LOL! Ooops! Guess I add one of these to all my chapters, huh?
Ok, I decided to cut the scene with Rogue absorbing all the people around her because I didn't want to get into all of that. I figured all it would have really took to put her over the edge was just for her to touch Mystique. I was also going to add a scene with Logan and the professor back at the mansion, but I just figured I'd add that maybe next chapter. *strokes beard* Not sure though, I'm just sorta makin this up as I go along. :)
Last thing I shall mention real quick. I have started a group called Freaks and Wierdos. Nuthin great, just a place to post weird crap and meet new people. If you would like to join, or just hop over and look at what I have there, you can do so using this link: We are in desprate need of members. So far the only people there who post is myself, and my three derranged friends! Ok, so I'm derranged too, but, yeah! LOL! Check us out sometime! Tis more fun than sticking two wet fingers into a live electrical socket! Not that I've tried or nuthin............e-yeah! ^_^