Rogue, A Crowd Of Her Own
Author: Icy Flame
Prologue
Disclaimer: Don't own'em, never will.
Brief Note: Post-Self Possessed
Ok I've totally revamped this story, I realized that I haven't update it in forever and that I just didn't like exactly how it flowed. Or really how it didn't. So I fixed what I could.
Changes made since first posting, so I'd advise re-reading.
Logan felt a grim smile grip his features as Rogue slipped unconscious once more. She seemed more at peace this time; he took it as proof of the victory she'd won. Not many could defend themselves when it came to mental battles. It took quite the toll on a person, mutant or not.
Sitting backing in the chair, he just stared at her, lost in his own memories. There were so many, and none were too clear. Some of the time it felt like he hadn't even lived them himself, as if he had touched someone and gained their memories. It was times like these that he could connect with Rogue; really understand what she was going through, even when no one it seemed could. The familiar nervous stabbing in the pit of your stomach when a dreamlike memory would play before you, forcing doubt into your mind. Maybe you'd just imagined it. But what if you hadn't?
Unable to fight the pull, Logan felt himself be dragged down a bumpy memory lane, full of potholes and unexpected twists.
Scene Change
Charles turned his wheelchair from the pair in the med bay; he had been greatly troubled by Rogue. Still was. The confusion he'd felt in her mind the previous night had been overwhelming. Foolishly he'd forgotten that upon entering Rogue's mind he would not meet with one but many. The rush of emotions had nearly forced him to his limits. As he began to think of last night his forehead creased.
Flash Back
'I am only trying to help you Rogue! I need you to understand.' Xavier explained.
In front of him was a literal mob; he could only assume that Rogue was the target. Looking over them he noted various mutants, friend and foe. Victor, Raven, Cain (Juggernaut) even Magnus had been touched by Rogue. If looked over found his students were present also, skirmishing to be in command. The brotherhood also stood nearby, trying to gain the upper hand of the battle.
He shook his head sadly he was too late. His shoulder's sagging he left out a ragged breath, he should have realized earlier that something like this would happen. The signs were all there.
Whenever she touched someone his or her personality always rubbed off on the girl for brief periods, after time had pasted though, during her scheduled meetings with him, he'd scan her; there had always been traces of others.
Slamming a fist into his palm he swore. Why hadn't he noticed sooner? Why hadn't it come to him? Why hadn't he done anything?
His inner turmoil was interrupted by a raspy small voice. Xavier wasn't sure he had heard it, shouting at himself for letting his imagination get the better of him.
'Professor? Help…me'
Just as the plea was made Rogue morphed into another. Each taking over within their own due course. Sabertooth seemed to be the most accentual but that could also be because of Logan's presence. Pietro and Scott had caused the only other real problems. The former being stronger, owing it due to the speedster's strong personality Charles had put it off. The only way to get true control over someone is if the had a constant thought of-
'Please-'
Charles ignored his brooding; hopefully there would be time for it later. Placing a hand to his forehead the professor quickly warded Rogue of her mental foes. Her mental image weakly mouthed thanks before passing out, dissolving physical from sight.
End Flash Back
Logan had caught Rogue, carrying her back to the van as the rest of the X-Men returned to the institute.
With a fleeting glance at Rogue and Logan, Charles Xavier wheeled away from the infirmary. It seemed they had an intruder.
Scene Change
Kurt couldn't stop the laugh that burbled out of his mouth, the sour look on Scott's face was priceless. Scott had been talking about last night, and had been taken aback when Kitty brought up the whole 'dating fiasco' between him and Jean. The redhead had out rightly denied the night being a date, and Scott's face had turned a red color and gone all sour, leading up to Kurt's outburst. Actually, most of the students in the room had joined him in the ridicule of Scott. It was all in fun, most of the students really liked him; but his following Jean around like a lost puppy dog was just too much.
"Are they still in denial?" Amara asked Kitty, who nodded her head vigorously while popping her gum. Amara rolled her eyes at the couple, some people just didn't know what they had until it was too late. She'd never considered Jean to be one of those people, but if she was, well…
All the sudden a little orange tabby jumped up next to Kurt. He grinned fangily at it and gave the small creature a pat on the head.
Kurt prompted, "Ah come here keety, sit on Uncle Kurt's lap!" He went to stroke the cat when it gave an irritated meow and began to glow. It quickly morphed into an irate Mystique, looking rather disheveled from Nightcrawler's attention. The students leapt back, shocked at her appearance. What were they suppose to do? The bad guys weren't supposed to come to their house.
"Mystique!"
"What are you doing here?" Scott growled, remembering his last confrontation with the blue skinned lady all too well, hand unconsciously inching up to his glasses.
"It is alright Scott, Raven means no harm." Xavier soothed, wheeling into the room unexpectedly. The bald man looked over to the intruder with his clear brown eyes, searching her yellow ones for something. He seemed to find it and she understood. Giving him a curt nod.
"I must talk with Rogue."
"I'm afraid that won't be possible at the moment, but you are welcome to come back when-"
"NO!" She said a little too sharply with emotion, several students had jumped, "II would rather be with her. If it is possible Charles."
"As you wish." He started to wheel back towards the infirmary. Clearly ignoring his student's shocked reaction.
"You can't possibly be serious Professor!" Scott intruded, stepping up to the older man.
Jean nodded in agreement, moving to stand next to him, "Scott does have a point Professor."
Charles sighed, he wished it wouldn't have to be like this but "I'm afraid my decision is made Scott, Jean." Both backed down at the reprimand in his voice, scandalized by the tone. " Raven may stay as long as she wishes. But if any harm comes to one of my students …." He left the threat hanging and Raven didn't disagree, following him to the elevator, to her daughter.
End Scene