X-MEN EVOLUTION -Chapter four
A DIFFERENT WAY
*text* Carol speaking to rogue in head
'text' persons thoughts
~~~~~~~CHAPTER FOUR~~~~~~~~
She was wide awake the second she hit the water. 'That blue bungler must die,' Rogue thought with vengeance. *I can only enjoy this prison when I'm asleep or when I'm reading your dreams and the loser ruined that,* Carol for once agreed. At those thoughts Rogue felt like she could fly and somehow sped up enough to catch her suicidal brother. They both flew higher into the air. Rogue's facedonned a malicious grin and practically snarled out," What do you have to say for yourself." He smiled weakly at her," You do know your flying right." Her eyes bulged out and looked down. She let out a squeak she would later deny and they both fell down to the earth.
Nightcrawler flared his arms, legs, and tail trying in vain to grab onto anything. His tail found
his other half (Rogue) and wrapped around it. Using his tail he pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her in a strong hug. He was the only one aloud to do this or any other embrace and/or affectionate gesture. She was stiff in his arms and her brilliant emerald eyes glowed with shock. It was obvious she had, had no idea she had been flying. He held her closer and ported to safety.
The two men nearby looked on in shock wandering what had happened and where he had ported to. "Wow, what the hell was that 'bout mates," asked a lanky blond with a lopsided grin on his face. The two aforementioned men jumped in shock. "John, what did Remy tell you about sneaking up on him," Remy yelled at his Australian friend. John smirked," Remy said it was impossible to sneak up
on the prince of thieves. Now did either of you see which way my beautiful scarlet shiela went." Remy, embarrassed at being sneaked up on pointed in her last direction.
Nightcrawler had ported to a nearby forest he had seen in the air. He was now staring worriedly at his twin who was in turn staring at her hands. She seemed to be thinking deeply and he didn't dare disturb her. He lifted his head towards the sky, staring at all the feathery clouds floating through the crystal, sapphire sky.
He sighed and thought about what happened. She had flew which was obviously a bit of Miss Marvel left over but the absorbtion took place around a day and a half ago. She had held on for a good while, enough to kill. He flinched not wanting to think about the act his sister had inadvertently done. Still he knew that might be the cause of the sustained powers, so did that mean she still had the blond agents mind too. If that was so then how could she handle it, did she still have her personality or did she have her whole mind.
His sister had told him before that when she absorbs the way the persons mind comes out is
varied. She had said if she held on to say Pietro for a couple of seconds she felt like him, Hyper and
arrogant. But if she held on closer to a minute then it was like interactive Mystery Science Theater 3000
and really annoying. The only good thing is that they could talk and that they would say anything
because the couldn't get embarrassed. Is that why she had been zoning out lately. The other personalities had only been a part of the person so they responded to reprimands and didn't hold grudges, but Miss Marvel was a whole person. 'How is this going to effect her,' he thought worriedly.
'My god, what the hell just ****ing happened,' Rogue thought and Carol answered,* You just used my powers, no fair, it's no fair..... and don't swear it makes you seem stupid,*
'Why would you care,' Rogue said with a hint of spite at the older girl. *I don't, I'm just saying,* Carol said wondering why she did care, *I mean if you sound stupid, I sound stupid.*
'Did you notice how I didn't fly at first, I started flying after you agreed to my cause.' *Yeah. At least I have some control of this.*
'Maybe, but I want to check first. At least the level of control I have. I don't want to hug Kurt and you decide to give me super strength and I accidently kill him,' Rogue said a bit worried at the last thought.
"Kurt, I'm going try something wait here 'kay," she asked her now startled brother. He did a quick nod and got lost in his own thoughts again. She walked deeper into the woods. She looked at the scenery and started to fell more relaxed. She figured she was about a mile from her Father's secret
base. She looked at a nice river with fish jumping in and out with a serene expression on her face. She
sighed wishing her life was simple enough for her to enjoy stuff like this more often. She kept walking until she saw a giant builder. She put her hands on it and took a deep breath preparing to push.
MILE AWAY AT MAGNETO'S BASE
'Now where is that picture perfect beauty, that crimson mistress, my lady love, the serene, perfect object of my affection. Ahhh there she is killing her brother.' These are the thoughts of the one St. John Allderyce, our favorite fire starter, as he looked for Wanda Maximoff. He saw her attacking her brother after the long lost sister incident. He grabbed her arm mid-punch, stopping her from beating her now unconscious twin further into nonexistence. The insane witch turned around to look at her offender with eyes blazing, a glare set to pulverize. At the sight of him her gaze softened though she wouldn't admit it.
"Why you Killing the bloke now," the pyromaniac asked with a cheesy grin. She stared at him for a little before diverting her eyes. "He was ignoring me," she said looking at the ground, where the unconscious body of her brother just happened to be lying. "Wow, what an idiot. How about a take you out for a round of freak out little children, that should cheer you up," he said smiling all the cheesier. 'YEEEEEEEEEESSSSS, A round of freak the children with HIM. YEEEEEESSSS,' she thought in a state of bliss only seen if your a telepath. "Fine, but keep in mind it's only cause I love the activity. I still hate you," she spit glaring at him with a gaze that would make Frankenstein run for the hills. You would have to be insane or a maker of THE GLARE not to pee your pants on the spot. John just kept on smiling.
AT GAMBIT AND COLLUSUS
The prince of thieves, Ragin' Cajun, perfect player, ladies man, Remy LeBeau was staring at where he had last seen his is idea of a beauty queen, The Rogue. He didn't quite understand what was going on. If she had the power of flight why did she suddenly fall like that. Why had the blue boy suddenly ported the both of them like that. Before he could continue musing, however, he was interrupted. "Comrade, are you going to stop drooling anytime soon," Piotr asked Remy. "Remy stop
when he kiss her lovely lips," the lovesick Cajun replied in an dreamy tone. Oh yeah he had a lot on his mind.
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I think all the alcolyte men are insane. Everyone sure is thinking a lot this chapter.
So should Rogue be able to use Carols strength. I have mostly already decided but input might change
my mind.
~The Rogue Maverick
A DIFFERENT WAY
*text* Carol speaking to rogue in head
'text' persons thoughts
~~~~~~~CHAPTER FOUR~~~~~~~~
She was wide awake the second she hit the water. 'That blue bungler must die,' Rogue thought with vengeance. *I can only enjoy this prison when I'm asleep or when I'm reading your dreams and the loser ruined that,* Carol for once agreed. At those thoughts Rogue felt like she could fly and somehow sped up enough to catch her suicidal brother. They both flew higher into the air. Rogue's facedonned a malicious grin and practically snarled out," What do you have to say for yourself." He smiled weakly at her," You do know your flying right." Her eyes bulged out and looked down. She let out a squeak she would later deny and they both fell down to the earth.
Nightcrawler flared his arms, legs, and tail trying in vain to grab onto anything. His tail found
his other half (Rogue) and wrapped around it. Using his tail he pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her in a strong hug. He was the only one aloud to do this or any other embrace and/or affectionate gesture. She was stiff in his arms and her brilliant emerald eyes glowed with shock. It was obvious she had, had no idea she had been flying. He held her closer and ported to safety.
The two men nearby looked on in shock wandering what had happened and where he had ported to. "Wow, what the hell was that 'bout mates," asked a lanky blond with a lopsided grin on his face. The two aforementioned men jumped in shock. "John, what did Remy tell you about sneaking up on him," Remy yelled at his Australian friend. John smirked," Remy said it was impossible to sneak up
on the prince of thieves. Now did either of you see which way my beautiful scarlet shiela went." Remy, embarrassed at being sneaked up on pointed in her last direction.
Nightcrawler had ported to a nearby forest he had seen in the air. He was now staring worriedly at his twin who was in turn staring at her hands. She seemed to be thinking deeply and he didn't dare disturb her. He lifted his head towards the sky, staring at all the feathery clouds floating through the crystal, sapphire sky.
He sighed and thought about what happened. She had flew which was obviously a bit of Miss Marvel left over but the absorbtion took place around a day and a half ago. She had held on for a good while, enough to kill. He flinched not wanting to think about the act his sister had inadvertently done. Still he knew that might be the cause of the sustained powers, so did that mean she still had the blond agents mind too. If that was so then how could she handle it, did she still have her personality or did she have her whole mind.
His sister had told him before that when she absorbs the way the persons mind comes out is
varied. She had said if she held on to say Pietro for a couple of seconds she felt like him, Hyper and
arrogant. But if she held on closer to a minute then it was like interactive Mystery Science Theater 3000
and really annoying. The only good thing is that they could talk and that they would say anything
because the couldn't get embarrassed. Is that why she had been zoning out lately. The other personalities had only been a part of the person so they responded to reprimands and didn't hold grudges, but Miss Marvel was a whole person. 'How is this going to effect her,' he thought worriedly.
'My god, what the hell just ****ing happened,' Rogue thought and Carol answered,* You just used my powers, no fair, it's no fair..... and don't swear it makes you seem stupid,*
'Why would you care,' Rogue said with a hint of spite at the older girl. *I don't, I'm just saying,* Carol said wondering why she did care, *I mean if you sound stupid, I sound stupid.*
'Did you notice how I didn't fly at first, I started flying after you agreed to my cause.' *Yeah. At least I have some control of this.*
'Maybe, but I want to check first. At least the level of control I have. I don't want to hug Kurt and you decide to give me super strength and I accidently kill him,' Rogue said a bit worried at the last thought.
"Kurt, I'm going try something wait here 'kay," she asked her now startled brother. He did a quick nod and got lost in his own thoughts again. She walked deeper into the woods. She looked at the scenery and started to fell more relaxed. She figured she was about a mile from her Father's secret
base. She looked at a nice river with fish jumping in and out with a serene expression on her face. She
sighed wishing her life was simple enough for her to enjoy stuff like this more often. She kept walking until she saw a giant builder. She put her hands on it and took a deep breath preparing to push.
MILE AWAY AT MAGNETO'S BASE
'Now where is that picture perfect beauty, that crimson mistress, my lady love, the serene, perfect object of my affection. Ahhh there she is killing her brother.' These are the thoughts of the one St. John Allderyce, our favorite fire starter, as he looked for Wanda Maximoff. He saw her attacking her brother after the long lost sister incident. He grabbed her arm mid-punch, stopping her from beating her now unconscious twin further into nonexistence. The insane witch turned around to look at her offender with eyes blazing, a glare set to pulverize. At the sight of him her gaze softened though she wouldn't admit it.
"Why you Killing the bloke now," the pyromaniac asked with a cheesy grin. She stared at him for a little before diverting her eyes. "He was ignoring me," she said looking at the ground, where the unconscious body of her brother just happened to be lying. "Wow, what an idiot. How about a take you out for a round of freak out little children, that should cheer you up," he said smiling all the cheesier. 'YEEEEEEEEEESSSSS, A round of freak the children with HIM. YEEEEEESSSS,' she thought in a state of bliss only seen if your a telepath. "Fine, but keep in mind it's only cause I love the activity. I still hate you," she spit glaring at him with a gaze that would make Frankenstein run for the hills. You would have to be insane or a maker of THE GLARE not to pee your pants on the spot. John just kept on smiling.
AT GAMBIT AND COLLUSUS
The prince of thieves, Ragin' Cajun, perfect player, ladies man, Remy LeBeau was staring at where he had last seen his is idea of a beauty queen, The Rogue. He didn't quite understand what was going on. If she had the power of flight why did she suddenly fall like that. Why had the blue boy suddenly ported the both of them like that. Before he could continue musing, however, he was interrupted. "Comrade, are you going to stop drooling anytime soon," Piotr asked Remy. "Remy stop
when he kiss her lovely lips," the lovesick Cajun replied in an dreamy tone. Oh yeah he had a lot on his mind.
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I think all the alcolyte men are insane. Everyone sure is thinking a lot this chapter.
So should Rogue be able to use Carols strength. I have mostly already decided but input might change
my mind.
~The Rogue Maverick