Hey everyone! I'm new at this but don't go easy on me, K? I would like you to be as brutally truthful as possible so all you flamers can have the biggest holiday you want! Please enjoy, this is an idea that has been going through my head for a while now and I had to get it out before it drove me to complete insanity! Ooops! Too late! Anyhoo, please enjoy and review!
Dedication: I dedicate this chapter to Chibi-Chan, who encouraged me to post this! Thanx again Chibi! You kick ass!
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men: Evolution though I absolutely love the show, though maybe not as good as the original cartoon, it is still pretty awesome!
Memories of You"Ahhh!" Rogue screamed in pain after being thrown to the side by the X-men's newest opponent. The guy was tall dark and mysterious, though definitely not someone you would want to date. So far this guy had robbed 10 banks, and that was in the U. S. alone, not to mention the amount of girls he has murdered! Though his exact powers were unknown, he seemed to have a lot of them. He could grow in size, shrink, change colors, and levitate himself as well as others. Basically, he was dangerous. Professor X had believed that Jean, Scott, Kurt, Kitty, and Rogue could handle him, though. Logan would have come, but he had gone off on his own again and no one knew when he would be back. At first they thought, like Xavier, that they could handle this chump, no problem, but as the fight continued with Kitty and Scott out of commission already and Jean severely hurt, the rest of them weren't quite sure anymore. In fact the only thing Rogue was sure of was that she was pissed and that she'd had enough of "Big-bad-and-ugly". No body pushed this southern girl around! Releasing her right hand from its leather bound prison, she readied herself in a fighting stance. This science project who called himself a mutant was going down, one way or another.
"Hey!" Rogue yelled in her southern drawl at the mutant, trying to get his attention, "Yeah you! Why don't you pick on someone your own size? Or even better, me!" she challenged pulling off her other glove that encased her left hand and tossing it carelessly off to the side with the other one. To her disgust her adversary smiled at her with an arrogant amusement.
"You think a little girl like you can hurt someone like me?" he asked in an English accent while using his powers grow to the size of a five-story office building.
"Shut up and fight me!" she yelled annoyed.
"Fine, your funeral," he replied smugly, complying with her demand.
"No, Rogue, don't!" Jean screamed, trying to get up with the assistance of Kurt
"Ja sister! Don't do this, you could be killed!" Kurt yelled showing all signs of getting ready to transport Rogue out of there.
"Don't you dare Kurt! I can handle this, all you have to worry about is the pedestrians that might get in our way, alright?" she commanded not even listening for Kurt's reply as she focused on her rampaging enemy. Tapping into her storehouse of powers and memories of all her victims that she kept locked away at the back of her mind, she sifted through them until she came across the one she wanted, The Blob's.
Meeting the murdering mutant head on, she matched him in strength and surprised him, which gave her the split second she needed to flip him. Using the training The Brotherhood had so graciously gave her before she had realized the truth, she threw the opposing mutant over her shoulder with as much force as she could muster, trusting Kurt to fulfill the duties she assigned him and teleport anyone who was in potential danger. Because of the force exerted by Rogue in the initial flip, the scumbag had landed hard creating a crater, knowing he wouldn't be down for long she took action immediately. Quickly tuning her powers to that of Quicksilver's she sped up to her foe's still gigantic face. Pressing her hands into his cheek, she could feel the man's memories flooding her mind and was sickened at the sight of all those dead girls while still feeling his powers becoming hers. Grinding her teeth to keep her hatred for the man in check and because the amount of power flowing through her was causing a raw withering pain inside her. She realized that he had not moved at all. Looking up for a spilt second, she saw that Jean was focusing all her energy into stabilizing the mutant beneath Rogue. Unfortunately, a second was all the mutant needed to break free. Even at only half of the strength he was at in the beginning of the fight, he was still too strong. Rogue, swatted away like a fly, flew into an alley and hit the back brick wall with a hard a crack. The criminal mutant ran towards Jean and hit her squarely on the side of her left temple rendering her completely unconscious. Kurt, not sure exactly what to do next or who to run to first, jumped a little from the direction of Rogue's body.
"Kurt! Don't just stand there! Call the Professor, get some help and teleport everyone a safe distance away!"
"Vhat about you? I'm not leaving vith out you!"
"Kurt don't argue! I'll be okay! Just, please, do what I say!"
"Fine, but I'll be back for you sister!" Kurt responded in defeat, he knew that voice, when she used that voice, she wasn't budging at all in her decision. Running to collect the comatose forms of his friends he watched the English mutant approach Rogue's alley. "Good luck sister, I'll be back for you, hang in there." Kurt whispered under his breath.
Shrinking to normal size again while walking up to Rogue, he looked at her limp body and the slight indentation in the wall behind her that her body had caused.
"Looks like the you have a few tricks up yer sleeves, duchess," He said in a slightly worn voice, his English accent thick on every word.
Bracing her hands on the concrete that she had fallen face first on, she got up slowly, trying to control her rising rage, and glared at the sight of the criminal mutant that was hunched over her body. "You haven't seen anything yet," she growled and jumped renewed with energy thanks to the adrenalin now rushing through her veins. Dialing into Mystic's quick, acrobatic moves, Rogue proceeded to kick her opponent's butt. That is, until he found an opening and grabbed her by the throat with a gloved hand dangling her feet a foot from the ground. She kicked wildly at her captor as he carried her out of the alley with his hands clapped ironclad around Rogue's neck. Still fighting with everything she had, her thoughts became a jumble, she couldn't think clearly. The only coherent idea that was running through her head was, 'Air! Need air! Get air! NOW!!!' But her mind was soon quieted due to the abrupt pain flooding every limb of her body from just being thrown to the pavement right outside of the alley harshly. Stratling her and keeping a firm hold on rouge's neck, he snickered and examined her face.
"You know, love, under different circumstances, I would have had my fun dating you before I'd kill you," he said, sounding slightly amused but completely full of himself.
"Oh damn!" Rouge rasped sarcastically, "and I've always dreamed of dating 'Jack the Ripper'!" she finished, and continued anew in thrashing for her life. Just as her vision had blurred to a milky sight, a bright flash of light streaked across her eyesight and knocked her capture off of her releasing her airway and allowing her to breath. Coughing and taking in as much air as possible, she glanced toward the English mutant that had tried to kill her and found him unconscious. Looking up at her savior, about to thank him and believing it was Scott, her voice caught and the only thing she could say was, "You," before passing out for exhaustion. The man who had saved her gathered her in his arms gazing down at the girl before saying, "Oui, Cher, me," and disappearing into the fog of that night, leaving only a two of hearts in his wake.