A/N: THANKYOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS. IT REALLY HELPED. I KINDA RAN OUT
OF IDEAS FOR THIS CHAPTER BUT HERE IT IS. I FINALLY GOT IT AT TWO IN THE
MORNING. LOL. THAT WAS A LOT OF LONG REVIEWS BUT I APPRECIATE IT.
ANYWAY, SOMEONE ASKED IF ROGUE HAD TO CHANGE INTO ORDER TO USE ANOTHER MUTANTS POWER, THE ANSWER IS NO. SHE CAN CHANGE IF SHE WANTS AND SHE CAN ALSO USE THAT POWER WITHOUT CHANGING.
OKAY, SO HERE'S CHAPTER ELEVEN OR WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TEN. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ENJOY.
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Rogue stood in the middle of the street where cars were abandoned, some crashed into others while the rest were flipped over or just left running. A fire hydrant had exploded and water was spraying everywhere while a nearby building was scorched by hot, live fire.
"No." She whispered as she tried to think of what to do next. She could hear sirens everywhere, people screaming and shouting, babies and children crying, women weeping.
A helicopter was flying overhead, probably a news chopper.
"So, this is the end of the world, huh, yo?" Todd asked and everyone shot him a disapproving look. Somehow, he still managed to be annoying despite the circumstances.
"So, what do we do now?" Wanda asked as she stood next to Rogue.
Rogue sighed, shaking her head. "I honestly don't know." She answered.
It was terrifying to know that Apocalypse had finally risen and he now had his horsemen destroying the world. What was worse was that she was left to lead the rest of them to what is presumably their last battle.
"What do we do now?" Lance asked.
"I guess we start salvaging what is left of Bayville." Rogue answered.
"What about Mystique?"
"She can take care of herself." Wanda answered for Rogue.
"Do you think they would-?"
"No." Rogue said firmly. "They wouldn't. Not even with everything they've done." Whatever their differences were, she still had faith in the X-men. They weren't ruthless murderers. At least she hoped so.
Lance nodded, skeptical.
"Speak of the devils." Pietro muttered and not far away, they could the X- men approaching, with the Acolytes right next to them.
"Look, what you've done, Rogue!" The professor declared furiously but there was more fear in his voice than anger.
Rogue shook her head, glowering at all of them.
"Millions of people are dying and more will die and you are responsible for it all." Jean said angrily as she approached Rogue.
"Back off, Ms. Perfect or I'll snap that finger of yours and shove it up your--" Rogue hissed as she glared at Jean.
"Enough!" Lance interrupted angrily. "Rogue didn't release Apocalypse. Mesmero did." He explained.
"Just like the Brotherhood to lie for his team mate." Scott mumbled.
"What did you say?" Pietro interjected.
"You heard me." Scott retorted defiantly.
"Shut up! All of you. Rogue didn't release Apocalypse. She never left Bayville." Wanda declared.
"Liar." Jean muttered.
"Watch it, red, or you won't live to see tomorrow with that little attitude of yours." Wanda warned dangerously.
"Don't count on it." Jean replied just as venomously.
Wanda scoffed as she gave Jean a threatening look. "If I can beat your whole team, what makes you think you stand a chance against me?"
Jean's resilient façade wavered and the Brotherhood could see a flicker of doubt in her eyes as she tried to think of something nasty to reply.
"Whatever." She muttered, feeling completely dumb.
"Thought so."
"So, tell me, what are you here for? To kill all of us of to save your precious world?" Rogue asked, as she crossed her arms in front of her, an impatient look on her face.
"Both." Magneto declared as he glanced at his Acolytes, giving them a ready signal.
"But first tell us why you would do something like this." Xavier insisted.
"I didn't do anything! How many times to we have to say that until all of you get it?" Rogue replied angrily.
"You are the last key, Rogue. You must have released him. You are responsible for that." Xavier argued. "With your new mutant powers, you could possibly have released him by just thinking about it."
Rogue frowned, rolling her eyes at how absurd Xavier's reasoning was. "You know, professor, for a smart man, you're very foolish to believe in something so impossible." Rogue smirked.
"It's not impossible." Scott insisted angrily.
"Right."
"Are we here to argue ourselves dry or are we here to fight?" Pietro asked impatiently over all of them.
"Pietro has a point. Acolytes, you know what to do. Destroy the girl." Magneto ordered and Gambit, Pyro, Colossus, Sabertooth, and Mastermind.
Rogue readied herself for an attack as Pyro sent a wave flames towards her, Gambit a whole deck of explosive cards and Colossus tackled her.
Mastermind stood next to Magneto as he tried to enter rogue's mind but the mental blocked that she had learned to create proved to be more powerful than he had expected.
Colossus sent Rogue flying across the street, through a wall of a nearby building. A few moments later, she stood up, visibly unharmed.
"Is that all you've got?" She asked mockingly as she dashed towards him; half running and half flying; pounded his chest with her bare fists and dented the metal that was his skin.
Colossus groaned as he stumbled back, his hand clutched to his chest, feeling as if his heart stopped beating.
"Well, well, cherie, you're quite the fighter." Gambit smirked as he threw decks of cards at Rogue easily evaded them with Pietro's demon speed.
Rogue glared as she back flipped towards Gambit, kicked him in the chest, sending him sprawled on the ground. "You don't even know what I'm capable of."
"Need any help?" Pietro yelled as he fought of Nightcrawler and Iceman.
"Got it covered!" Rogue replied as she took a quick glance at all of them. The Brotherhood was fighting every member of the X-men except for Xavier who seemed to find it convenient to stand next to Mastermind and just watch from the Blackbird.
Magneto floated towards Rogue, sent every piece of metal towards her but she repelled them, sending them flying towards him instead, knocking him over.
Storm flew overheard, her silver hair whipping around her face as she conjured up a strong current of wind, feeling the prickles of a lightning bolt on her fingertips. She looked down at the war raging beneath her and aimed bolts of strong lightning down at the Brotherhood members.
They all fell to the ground, either groaning from the pain or unconscious. Rogue was last to be hit and she was steadying herself with her hand, clutching her stomach. The pain from the lightning bolt felt almost unbearable. She had felt every spark of energy pass through her body, shocking her nerves into spasms.
She groaned, her hands shaking. She looked over at her teammates and they were all sprawled on the ground, even Wanda. Before Rogue could counter their attack, Pyro stood up and created an enormous flame that circled around her. Jean moved next and shaped a dome shield above Rogue, preventing her from escaping and the fire spreading anywhere else. Evan shot spikes next, forming a second barrier.
Rogue coughed, feeling weak from the dizzying smoke around her, the previous bolt of lightning and from the heat of the fire that was closing in.
"So, you're going to suffocate me to death." She hissed but no one heard her as she slammed her fists on the ground beneath her.
The earth shook violently, creating cracks all over the asphalt street. The X-men were caught off guard and Jean's shield wavered and rogue was able to escape.
She rose up into the air, flying at a violent speed towards Storm and attacked her. Rogue grabbed the other woman by the throat, pressed one hand above Storm's heart and sent a voltage so powerful that Rogue felt the heart stop beating. "You don't mess with my friends and not pay for it." She hissed.
Rogue let go of Storm, letting her dropped unaided and unconscious towards the ground to meet her death.
Fortunately, Jean telepathetically lowered her to safety.
"Professor, she's not breathing!" Jean yelled as she loomed over Storm.
"You killed her!" Scott yelled angrily as he aimed at Rogue but she ducked and sprinted towards him.
Rogue had almost reached Scott when Wolverine leapt in between them, outstretched his claws just before any of them realized what had happened.
Wolverine looked at Rogue in slightly disbelief as his adamantium claws dripped with fresh blood. The claws existed through her back, still smeared with blood. Rogue's blood. "Rogue." He whispered.
Rogue looked up at Wolverine with shaky breath, her eyes blinking once in a while from the pain that came from the three enormous wounds in her stomach and back. She was slumped towards him, her hands on his shoulders as her knees gave way and Logan pulled out his claws.
She almost yelled as she felt the sharp metals exit her body.
"What have I done?" Logan managed to whisper as he tried to hold her up, her blood soaking his uniform.
"No!" Pietro yelled when he gained consciousness again and realized what had occurred. He dashed towards them, pushing Logan away from Rogue. He almost stumbled from the shock as he, like the others stopped to watch Pietro cradle Rogue in his arms.
"You're okay." Pietro whispered, brushing her hair from her face.
Rogue nodded as she swallowed, her body trembling. She looked up at him as hot tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. "It hurts." She gasped from the pain of trying to talk, trying to breathe.
"Hey, you're okay. You got these new powers, remember? You can heal yourself." He said, his voice shaky, betraying him.
"I....don't...think so." She gasped again. "The wounds are too big, and I don't know how....how to heal... myself. I haven't..learned....learned that yet."
Pietro shook his head furiously as he held her tighter. "Don't you dare die." He said, almost begging her.
"Pietro.."
"Rogue, please." He whispered as he swallowed his tears and kissed her on the forehead. Her hand reached up to his, holding it tightly as she tried to breathe. Her hands felt cold in his and he shut his eyes, praying for this not to happen.
"I want to tell you something." She whispered weakly in his ear. "I...." her voice faded and her body grew still in Pietro's arms.
"No!" He whimpered and he started to rock hysterically, Rogue still in his arms. Everything seemed to grow still and quiet as he sobbed for her to open her eyes and say something. But nothing came and she didn't move.
Her sat there for the longest time just holding her; Rogue's body soaked with her own blood, the crimson liquid dripping on the asphalt, forming a small pool around them.
Pietro, lost in his pain and hysterics failed to notice the four strangers that had joined them and took Rogue from his arms.
Everyone watched in stunned silence. No one moved to stop the strangers. They were all too lost in their thoughts, too absorbed in grief to utter a sound and dare to break the sadness that had shrouded them.
Perhaps, they were angels taking her away. No one knew and no one bothered to ask.
Kitty let out a sob and Kurt put his arm around her shoulder, holding back the tears that were meant for his sister.
Jean looked away as she tried to distract herself by taking care of the still unconscious Storm.
Scott, beside Evan, watched in shocked disbelief, his face contorted between confusion, sadness and relief.
Logan was crouched down on the ground as he watched with palpable guilt. He looked down at his hands that were smeared and stained with Rogue's blood. He had killed her. He took the life of the girl that was like a daughter to him.
Magneto, disgusted and bothered by the scene, shook his head disapprovingly at Pietro's outburst and turned away and left, followed by his wounded Acolytes into the Blackbird where Xavier had previously gone to.
He had just missed Death carry Rogue away further and further away.
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Mystique watched Kurt as he entered her prison room quietly, his face turned to the ground. When he lifted his head to meet her eyes, she knew.
"No." Mystique said, breaking the stony silence that had fallen over them. Her word seemed to echo into the room. She waited for him to say something, to tell her she was wrong but the rapid beating of her heart and the dreadful feeling in her gut told her that she was dead on.
Kurt cast his eyes down, his face grim. "Mystique, I'm sorry." He said.
She watched him in disbelief. "She was your sister."
Kurt sighed, pacing nervously around the room.
"Are you happy now?" Mystique asked, her voice shaking with anger and pain.
Kurt looked up. "How can you ask me that?" He replied, insulted and hurt.
"It's what you wanted. The plan was to destroy her, wasn't it?" Her voice was filled with venom. She wanted desperately to lash out, to hurt this boy that was her son, who seemed who unaffected by their tragedy.
"I never wanted this to happen. God, she was my sister! I loved her!" He defended himself.
"If you really did love her, you would never have gone against Rogue." Mystique declared.
"I had no choice." He whispered lamely.
"Yes, you did!" She yelled. "You watched and listened to the plans your precious x-men plotted against her! You knew from the beginning that they wanted to hurt her! And still you remained here! You betrayed her."
"No." Kurt declared.
Mystique sighed as she held back her tears. One thing she couldn't do was cry. Not now, not in front of Kurt who betrayed Rogue, betrayed his own family. "I want to see her."
"You can't." Kurt replied.
"I just lost my daughter and you're going to still keep me prisoner?" She asked, her eyes demanding for an answer immediately. "How could you?"
"I would take you to Rogue but someone took her."
"Who?" Mystique demanded, her face contorting from panic.
"I don't know. I've never seen them before." He stated lamely.
"How many? And you didn't stop them?"
Kurt shook his head. "Four. We...no..we didn't."
"Let me out and I'll find her." Mystique declared. "For the first time in your life, do something right." She said before Kurt could protest or make excuses on why he couldn't get her out.
Kurt nodded; sighing deeply as he approached her, picked the lock to the chain around her neck and teleported her out of there.
How sad that Rogue's death was what gave him courage to do something reasonable.
~*~
A/N: OKAY, DON'T HATE ME. YOU'LL GET ROGUE BACK. I'M GUESSING YOU KNOW WHO THE FOUR STRANGERS ARE. I PUT A LOT OF HINTS IN THERE. I KNOW ITS KIND OF STRANGE WHY NO ONE STOPPED THEM FROM TAKING HER BUT KEEP IN MIND THAT MOST OF THE BROTHERHOOD (EXCEPT FOR PIETRO WHO WAS DELIRIOUS) WERE UNCONSCIOUS FROM BEING LIGHTNING STRUCK BY STORM, THE X-MEN WERE CRYING, GRIEVING, WHATEVER. AND MAGNETO, XAVIER AND ACOLYTES WERE IN THE BLACKBIRD, OBVIOUSLY CELEBRATING. I HOPE IT MADE SENSE. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.
ANYWAY, SOMEONE ASKED IF ROGUE HAD TO CHANGE INTO ORDER TO USE ANOTHER MUTANTS POWER, THE ANSWER IS NO. SHE CAN CHANGE IF SHE WANTS AND SHE CAN ALSO USE THAT POWER WITHOUT CHANGING.
OKAY, SO HERE'S CHAPTER ELEVEN OR WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TEN. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ENJOY.
~*~
Rogue stood in the middle of the street where cars were abandoned, some crashed into others while the rest were flipped over or just left running. A fire hydrant had exploded and water was spraying everywhere while a nearby building was scorched by hot, live fire.
"No." She whispered as she tried to think of what to do next. She could hear sirens everywhere, people screaming and shouting, babies and children crying, women weeping.
A helicopter was flying overhead, probably a news chopper.
"So, this is the end of the world, huh, yo?" Todd asked and everyone shot him a disapproving look. Somehow, he still managed to be annoying despite the circumstances.
"So, what do we do now?" Wanda asked as she stood next to Rogue.
Rogue sighed, shaking her head. "I honestly don't know." She answered.
It was terrifying to know that Apocalypse had finally risen and he now had his horsemen destroying the world. What was worse was that she was left to lead the rest of them to what is presumably their last battle.
"What do we do now?" Lance asked.
"I guess we start salvaging what is left of Bayville." Rogue answered.
"What about Mystique?"
"She can take care of herself." Wanda answered for Rogue.
"Do you think they would-?"
"No." Rogue said firmly. "They wouldn't. Not even with everything they've done." Whatever their differences were, she still had faith in the X-men. They weren't ruthless murderers. At least she hoped so.
Lance nodded, skeptical.
"Speak of the devils." Pietro muttered and not far away, they could the X- men approaching, with the Acolytes right next to them.
"Look, what you've done, Rogue!" The professor declared furiously but there was more fear in his voice than anger.
Rogue shook her head, glowering at all of them.
"Millions of people are dying and more will die and you are responsible for it all." Jean said angrily as she approached Rogue.
"Back off, Ms. Perfect or I'll snap that finger of yours and shove it up your--" Rogue hissed as she glared at Jean.
"Enough!" Lance interrupted angrily. "Rogue didn't release Apocalypse. Mesmero did." He explained.
"Just like the Brotherhood to lie for his team mate." Scott mumbled.
"What did you say?" Pietro interjected.
"You heard me." Scott retorted defiantly.
"Shut up! All of you. Rogue didn't release Apocalypse. She never left Bayville." Wanda declared.
"Liar." Jean muttered.
"Watch it, red, or you won't live to see tomorrow with that little attitude of yours." Wanda warned dangerously.
"Don't count on it." Jean replied just as venomously.
Wanda scoffed as she gave Jean a threatening look. "If I can beat your whole team, what makes you think you stand a chance against me?"
Jean's resilient façade wavered and the Brotherhood could see a flicker of doubt in her eyes as she tried to think of something nasty to reply.
"Whatever." She muttered, feeling completely dumb.
"Thought so."
"So, tell me, what are you here for? To kill all of us of to save your precious world?" Rogue asked, as she crossed her arms in front of her, an impatient look on her face.
"Both." Magneto declared as he glanced at his Acolytes, giving them a ready signal.
"But first tell us why you would do something like this." Xavier insisted.
"I didn't do anything! How many times to we have to say that until all of you get it?" Rogue replied angrily.
"You are the last key, Rogue. You must have released him. You are responsible for that." Xavier argued. "With your new mutant powers, you could possibly have released him by just thinking about it."
Rogue frowned, rolling her eyes at how absurd Xavier's reasoning was. "You know, professor, for a smart man, you're very foolish to believe in something so impossible." Rogue smirked.
"It's not impossible." Scott insisted angrily.
"Right."
"Are we here to argue ourselves dry or are we here to fight?" Pietro asked impatiently over all of them.
"Pietro has a point. Acolytes, you know what to do. Destroy the girl." Magneto ordered and Gambit, Pyro, Colossus, Sabertooth, and Mastermind.
Rogue readied herself for an attack as Pyro sent a wave flames towards her, Gambit a whole deck of explosive cards and Colossus tackled her.
Mastermind stood next to Magneto as he tried to enter rogue's mind but the mental blocked that she had learned to create proved to be more powerful than he had expected.
Colossus sent Rogue flying across the street, through a wall of a nearby building. A few moments later, she stood up, visibly unharmed.
"Is that all you've got?" She asked mockingly as she dashed towards him; half running and half flying; pounded his chest with her bare fists and dented the metal that was his skin.
Colossus groaned as he stumbled back, his hand clutched to his chest, feeling as if his heart stopped beating.
"Well, well, cherie, you're quite the fighter." Gambit smirked as he threw decks of cards at Rogue easily evaded them with Pietro's demon speed.
Rogue glared as she back flipped towards Gambit, kicked him in the chest, sending him sprawled on the ground. "You don't even know what I'm capable of."
"Need any help?" Pietro yelled as he fought of Nightcrawler and Iceman.
"Got it covered!" Rogue replied as she took a quick glance at all of them. The Brotherhood was fighting every member of the X-men except for Xavier who seemed to find it convenient to stand next to Mastermind and just watch from the Blackbird.
Magneto floated towards Rogue, sent every piece of metal towards her but she repelled them, sending them flying towards him instead, knocking him over.
Storm flew overheard, her silver hair whipping around her face as she conjured up a strong current of wind, feeling the prickles of a lightning bolt on her fingertips. She looked down at the war raging beneath her and aimed bolts of strong lightning down at the Brotherhood members.
They all fell to the ground, either groaning from the pain or unconscious. Rogue was last to be hit and she was steadying herself with her hand, clutching her stomach. The pain from the lightning bolt felt almost unbearable. She had felt every spark of energy pass through her body, shocking her nerves into spasms.
She groaned, her hands shaking. She looked over at her teammates and they were all sprawled on the ground, even Wanda. Before Rogue could counter their attack, Pyro stood up and created an enormous flame that circled around her. Jean moved next and shaped a dome shield above Rogue, preventing her from escaping and the fire spreading anywhere else. Evan shot spikes next, forming a second barrier.
Rogue coughed, feeling weak from the dizzying smoke around her, the previous bolt of lightning and from the heat of the fire that was closing in.
"So, you're going to suffocate me to death." She hissed but no one heard her as she slammed her fists on the ground beneath her.
The earth shook violently, creating cracks all over the asphalt street. The X-men were caught off guard and Jean's shield wavered and rogue was able to escape.
She rose up into the air, flying at a violent speed towards Storm and attacked her. Rogue grabbed the other woman by the throat, pressed one hand above Storm's heart and sent a voltage so powerful that Rogue felt the heart stop beating. "You don't mess with my friends and not pay for it." She hissed.
Rogue let go of Storm, letting her dropped unaided and unconscious towards the ground to meet her death.
Fortunately, Jean telepathetically lowered her to safety.
"Professor, she's not breathing!" Jean yelled as she loomed over Storm.
"You killed her!" Scott yelled angrily as he aimed at Rogue but she ducked and sprinted towards him.
Rogue had almost reached Scott when Wolverine leapt in between them, outstretched his claws just before any of them realized what had happened.
Wolverine looked at Rogue in slightly disbelief as his adamantium claws dripped with fresh blood. The claws existed through her back, still smeared with blood. Rogue's blood. "Rogue." He whispered.
Rogue looked up at Wolverine with shaky breath, her eyes blinking once in a while from the pain that came from the three enormous wounds in her stomach and back. She was slumped towards him, her hands on his shoulders as her knees gave way and Logan pulled out his claws.
She almost yelled as she felt the sharp metals exit her body.
"What have I done?" Logan managed to whisper as he tried to hold her up, her blood soaking his uniform.
"No!" Pietro yelled when he gained consciousness again and realized what had occurred. He dashed towards them, pushing Logan away from Rogue. He almost stumbled from the shock as he, like the others stopped to watch Pietro cradle Rogue in his arms.
"You're okay." Pietro whispered, brushing her hair from her face.
Rogue nodded as she swallowed, her body trembling. She looked up at him as hot tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. "It hurts." She gasped from the pain of trying to talk, trying to breathe.
"Hey, you're okay. You got these new powers, remember? You can heal yourself." He said, his voice shaky, betraying him.
"I....don't...think so." She gasped again. "The wounds are too big, and I don't know how....how to heal... myself. I haven't..learned....learned that yet."
Pietro shook his head furiously as he held her tighter. "Don't you dare die." He said, almost begging her.
"Pietro.."
"Rogue, please." He whispered as he swallowed his tears and kissed her on the forehead. Her hand reached up to his, holding it tightly as she tried to breathe. Her hands felt cold in his and he shut his eyes, praying for this not to happen.
"I want to tell you something." She whispered weakly in his ear. "I...." her voice faded and her body grew still in Pietro's arms.
"No!" He whimpered and he started to rock hysterically, Rogue still in his arms. Everything seemed to grow still and quiet as he sobbed for her to open her eyes and say something. But nothing came and she didn't move.
Her sat there for the longest time just holding her; Rogue's body soaked with her own blood, the crimson liquid dripping on the asphalt, forming a small pool around them.
Pietro, lost in his pain and hysterics failed to notice the four strangers that had joined them and took Rogue from his arms.
Everyone watched in stunned silence. No one moved to stop the strangers. They were all too lost in their thoughts, too absorbed in grief to utter a sound and dare to break the sadness that had shrouded them.
Perhaps, they were angels taking her away. No one knew and no one bothered to ask.
Kitty let out a sob and Kurt put his arm around her shoulder, holding back the tears that were meant for his sister.
Jean looked away as she tried to distract herself by taking care of the still unconscious Storm.
Scott, beside Evan, watched in shocked disbelief, his face contorted between confusion, sadness and relief.
Logan was crouched down on the ground as he watched with palpable guilt. He looked down at his hands that were smeared and stained with Rogue's blood. He had killed her. He took the life of the girl that was like a daughter to him.
Magneto, disgusted and bothered by the scene, shook his head disapprovingly at Pietro's outburst and turned away and left, followed by his wounded Acolytes into the Blackbird where Xavier had previously gone to.
He had just missed Death carry Rogue away further and further away.
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Mystique watched Kurt as he entered her prison room quietly, his face turned to the ground. When he lifted his head to meet her eyes, she knew.
"No." Mystique said, breaking the stony silence that had fallen over them. Her word seemed to echo into the room. She waited for him to say something, to tell her she was wrong but the rapid beating of her heart and the dreadful feeling in her gut told her that she was dead on.
Kurt cast his eyes down, his face grim. "Mystique, I'm sorry." He said.
She watched him in disbelief. "She was your sister."
Kurt sighed, pacing nervously around the room.
"Are you happy now?" Mystique asked, her voice shaking with anger and pain.
Kurt looked up. "How can you ask me that?" He replied, insulted and hurt.
"It's what you wanted. The plan was to destroy her, wasn't it?" Her voice was filled with venom. She wanted desperately to lash out, to hurt this boy that was her son, who seemed who unaffected by their tragedy.
"I never wanted this to happen. God, she was my sister! I loved her!" He defended himself.
"If you really did love her, you would never have gone against Rogue." Mystique declared.
"I had no choice." He whispered lamely.
"Yes, you did!" She yelled. "You watched and listened to the plans your precious x-men plotted against her! You knew from the beginning that they wanted to hurt her! And still you remained here! You betrayed her."
"No." Kurt declared.
Mystique sighed as she held back her tears. One thing she couldn't do was cry. Not now, not in front of Kurt who betrayed Rogue, betrayed his own family. "I want to see her."
"You can't." Kurt replied.
"I just lost my daughter and you're going to still keep me prisoner?" She asked, her eyes demanding for an answer immediately. "How could you?"
"I would take you to Rogue but someone took her."
"Who?" Mystique demanded, her face contorting from panic.
"I don't know. I've never seen them before." He stated lamely.
"How many? And you didn't stop them?"
Kurt shook his head. "Four. We...no..we didn't."
"Let me out and I'll find her." Mystique declared. "For the first time in your life, do something right." She said before Kurt could protest or make excuses on why he couldn't get her out.
Kurt nodded; sighing deeply as he approached her, picked the lock to the chain around her neck and teleported her out of there.
How sad that Rogue's death was what gave him courage to do something reasonable.
~*~
A/N: OKAY, DON'T HATE ME. YOU'LL GET ROGUE BACK. I'M GUESSING YOU KNOW WHO THE FOUR STRANGERS ARE. I PUT A LOT OF HINTS IN THERE. I KNOW ITS KIND OF STRANGE WHY NO ONE STOPPED THEM FROM TAKING HER BUT KEEP IN MIND THAT MOST OF THE BROTHERHOOD (EXCEPT FOR PIETRO WHO WAS DELIRIOUS) WERE UNCONSCIOUS FROM BEING LIGHTNING STRUCK BY STORM, THE X-MEN WERE CRYING, GRIEVING, WHATEVER. AND MAGNETO, XAVIER AND ACOLYTES WERE IN THE BLACKBIRD, OBVIOUSLY CELEBRATING. I HOPE IT MADE SENSE. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.
