buSuicidal King 6/u
Rogue77- Pirates won? Haha, very loverly message over the PA. My school doesn't have a PA. Weird and funny am I? Weelll. **Grin** Just you wait and see! Haha!
Ishahandalf- Did I spell your name right? The slut line. I love that line. Almost as much as I love one line Kat and I cooked up. Here it is for you enjoyment. (Backround info about this, Belladonna came and decided to teach Drama at Bayville High, and Wanda (who is in the class with Pietro) told her that she wasn't a mutant, so Bella paired her and Todd up for the kissing scene in Romeo and Juliet. So Wanda was charging up a hexbolt. And Pietro thinks Bella is hot.)
Belladonna: Maximoff, put it away.
Pietro: Okay. **Zip**
That was random now, wasn't it?
AngieX- Professor X forgot because I say he forgot. And I felt like being slightly anti-Xavier. Aannnd. Rogue kinda does a sacraficey thingy. **Mutters about evil Logan in this chapter and Brazilian Hot chocolate** You'll find out. /b
~
Midnight. A low rumbling erupted through the mansions grounds.
"EVERYONE UP!" The growl came from Logan, knocking on everyone's door. "Be in the foyer in five minutes suited up. We've got company." He was in charge, because Professor X, Storm and Mr. McCoy had left earlier that evening for a conference with Moira McTaggart in Ireland.
"Remy, watch out!" Rogue called as the mansion erupted into defense mode. They had changed the night code since she had left, and after seeing this, Remy had no choice but to explode the gate. He wanted to pole-vault it, but Rogue stomped out this choice immediately. The many weapons on the grounds were soon firing every which way and how. Suddenly, they all stopped.
"What tha?" Remy started, but his question was soon answered as the entire residents of the mansion emptied out on to the lawn, ready to attack.
"Wait! Don't attack! We're not gonna attack ya'll. Listen to meh for a minute." Rogue said, taking a step forward.
"Fair enough. You've got ten seconds." Rogue gasped as a hand grabbed on to her shoulder.
"Logan!" She said happily.
"Nine."
"Ah've quit the Acolytes. Ya'll don't stare at meh like that! Ah'm really sorry ya'll. Ah really am. Scott, Jean. Ah had no idea about this until yesterday, and Ah'm all for callin' the engagement off. Please, believe meh."
"You have five more seconds, bub."
"Logan, please. oww." Rogue gasped. Logan's balled right hand was poised on her back, if she didn't hurry, he was going to stab her. And his claws were already digging into her back. (A/N: I'm assuming he can control how far they come out. If not, he can now!)
"Four before these go all the way." They were a bit farther in now. And it stung. Rogue had never been stabbed before, and never wanted to be. Now, here she was, being stabbed by the man she used to call her friend, who just a while ago, Kurt told her, said he felt like she was his daughter. And to tell you the truth, she kind of felt it too. But that was before this.
"Three." Rogue's knees were weakening.
"Please. don't." She whimpered into the night sky.
"Two. Jamie, go inside. Elf, you take him." BAMF. It signified that Jamie and Kurt had left.
"One."
"Logan."
"Zero." SNICKT! ((Haha, Lemony Snicket!)) Rogue fell to the ground. The snow was seeping with blood. But she was still alive.
"You like killed her!" Kitty whispered, clinging on to Scott for support. Everyone had paled considerably, and was hanging on to his or her respective other. Well, Scott had two people on him. Jean and Kitty. Jamie and Kurt were inside, and Logan was standing there, suddenly realizing what he did.
"Oh my God." He whispered. Remy backed away from the sight. He used to admire the X-Men for there amazing support and love for each other. That was then, this is now. Turning away, he wanted to run. Leave. But he couldn't. Not while Rogue lay on the ground, dying or dead. Reacting quickly, he grabbed Wolverine's shirt and brought him up to his height.
"You. Look what y've done. An' ta t'ink that I wanted to join wit y' once. Now, y'll take her inside and take care of her. Or else I let go." Remy had lost his third person, most of his accent, and had begun charging Logan up. The X-Men looked at the sight, not knowing what to think.
"Well, you heard the Cajun. Scott, and Drake, I want you to carry her to the hospital ward. Red, you spot them." Scott, Bobby and Jean nodded, walked over to Rogue. Bobby and Scott picked up her feet and arms, Jean steadying them, and left. "Half-Pint, you and Sunny make a vat of hot- chocolate for us." Exit Kitty and Roberto. "Princess and Pirate, ready the hospital ward." Amara and Sam sped off. "And Crisp and Boom, get this. Cajun a room." Tabby and Ray grinned at each other and waited. "What are you waiting for? Oh, yeah. Cajun. Do you mind?" Remy un-charged Logan and set him down.
"Right this way." Tabby said, flashing Remy her golden smile, and grabbing on to his hand and dragging him inside. Logan fallowed suit.
Five AM. No one was asleep. They were all drinking Brazilian hot chocolate, curtsy of Roberto or helping Logan out in the hospital ward like Amara was.
"Mr. Logan? Can't you just. mmhhmmmm" Amara waved her hand around in a gesture.
"What? What are you saying there Princess?" He asked, looking around at some beakers that Mr. McCoy had left lying around.
"You could just mmhmmmm." She kept waving her hand.
"Amara? Will you stop waving your hand around like a crazed maniac?" He was obviously not getting the point. Sighing, she tried again.
"Mr. Logan, you could just touch her."
"No. I can't. She would drain me of all my powers that it takes to heal, and that would leave you pip-squeaks without a babysitter. But there is one other."
"And who is that, Mr. Logan?" She asked, looking curiously at a stuffed Wolverine that Mr. McCoy randomly had lying around.
"X23."
~
A/N:
Same disclaimer as usual. And the reason this chapter is so short is because it had lots of action, and this seemed an appropriate place to stop. But why X23? Because in my psycho little world, full of Bobby's ear- flaps, Pietro's earring, and fuzzy blue elves, she can. And I just want to put her in here for the heck of it, that's why.
~ASGT with the hiccups.
Rogue77- Pirates won? Haha, very loverly message over the PA. My school doesn't have a PA. Weird and funny am I? Weelll. **Grin** Just you wait and see! Haha!
Ishahandalf- Did I spell your name right? The slut line. I love that line. Almost as much as I love one line Kat and I cooked up. Here it is for you enjoyment. (Backround info about this, Belladonna came and decided to teach Drama at Bayville High, and Wanda (who is in the class with Pietro) told her that she wasn't a mutant, so Bella paired her and Todd up for the kissing scene in Romeo and Juliet. So Wanda was charging up a hexbolt. And Pietro thinks Bella is hot.)
Belladonna: Maximoff, put it away.
Pietro: Okay. **Zip**
That was random now, wasn't it?
AngieX- Professor X forgot because I say he forgot. And I felt like being slightly anti-Xavier. Aannnd. Rogue kinda does a sacraficey thingy. **Mutters about evil Logan in this chapter and Brazilian Hot chocolate** You'll find out. /b
~
Midnight. A low rumbling erupted through the mansions grounds.
"EVERYONE UP!" The growl came from Logan, knocking on everyone's door. "Be in the foyer in five minutes suited up. We've got company." He was in charge, because Professor X, Storm and Mr. McCoy had left earlier that evening for a conference with Moira McTaggart in Ireland.
"Remy, watch out!" Rogue called as the mansion erupted into defense mode. They had changed the night code since she had left, and after seeing this, Remy had no choice but to explode the gate. He wanted to pole-vault it, but Rogue stomped out this choice immediately. The many weapons on the grounds were soon firing every which way and how. Suddenly, they all stopped.
"What tha?" Remy started, but his question was soon answered as the entire residents of the mansion emptied out on to the lawn, ready to attack.
"Wait! Don't attack! We're not gonna attack ya'll. Listen to meh for a minute." Rogue said, taking a step forward.
"Fair enough. You've got ten seconds." Rogue gasped as a hand grabbed on to her shoulder.
"Logan!" She said happily.
"Nine."
"Ah've quit the Acolytes. Ya'll don't stare at meh like that! Ah'm really sorry ya'll. Ah really am. Scott, Jean. Ah had no idea about this until yesterday, and Ah'm all for callin' the engagement off. Please, believe meh."
"You have five more seconds, bub."
"Logan, please. oww." Rogue gasped. Logan's balled right hand was poised on her back, if she didn't hurry, he was going to stab her. And his claws were already digging into her back. (A/N: I'm assuming he can control how far they come out. If not, he can now!)
"Four before these go all the way." They were a bit farther in now. And it stung. Rogue had never been stabbed before, and never wanted to be. Now, here she was, being stabbed by the man she used to call her friend, who just a while ago, Kurt told her, said he felt like she was his daughter. And to tell you the truth, she kind of felt it too. But that was before this.
"Three." Rogue's knees were weakening.
"Please. don't." She whimpered into the night sky.
"Two. Jamie, go inside. Elf, you take him." BAMF. It signified that Jamie and Kurt had left.
"One."
"Logan."
"Zero." SNICKT! ((Haha, Lemony Snicket!)) Rogue fell to the ground. The snow was seeping with blood. But she was still alive.
"You like killed her!" Kitty whispered, clinging on to Scott for support. Everyone had paled considerably, and was hanging on to his or her respective other. Well, Scott had two people on him. Jean and Kitty. Jamie and Kurt were inside, and Logan was standing there, suddenly realizing what he did.
"Oh my God." He whispered. Remy backed away from the sight. He used to admire the X-Men for there amazing support and love for each other. That was then, this is now. Turning away, he wanted to run. Leave. But he couldn't. Not while Rogue lay on the ground, dying or dead. Reacting quickly, he grabbed Wolverine's shirt and brought him up to his height.
"You. Look what y've done. An' ta t'ink that I wanted to join wit y' once. Now, y'll take her inside and take care of her. Or else I let go." Remy had lost his third person, most of his accent, and had begun charging Logan up. The X-Men looked at the sight, not knowing what to think.
"Well, you heard the Cajun. Scott, and Drake, I want you to carry her to the hospital ward. Red, you spot them." Scott, Bobby and Jean nodded, walked over to Rogue. Bobby and Scott picked up her feet and arms, Jean steadying them, and left. "Half-Pint, you and Sunny make a vat of hot- chocolate for us." Exit Kitty and Roberto. "Princess and Pirate, ready the hospital ward." Amara and Sam sped off. "And Crisp and Boom, get this. Cajun a room." Tabby and Ray grinned at each other and waited. "What are you waiting for? Oh, yeah. Cajun. Do you mind?" Remy un-charged Logan and set him down.
"Right this way." Tabby said, flashing Remy her golden smile, and grabbing on to his hand and dragging him inside. Logan fallowed suit.
Five AM. No one was asleep. They were all drinking Brazilian hot chocolate, curtsy of Roberto or helping Logan out in the hospital ward like Amara was.
"Mr. Logan? Can't you just. mmhhmmmm" Amara waved her hand around in a gesture.
"What? What are you saying there Princess?" He asked, looking around at some beakers that Mr. McCoy had left lying around.
"You could just mmhmmmm." She kept waving her hand.
"Amara? Will you stop waving your hand around like a crazed maniac?" He was obviously not getting the point. Sighing, she tried again.
"Mr. Logan, you could just touch her."
"No. I can't. She would drain me of all my powers that it takes to heal, and that would leave you pip-squeaks without a babysitter. But there is one other."
"And who is that, Mr. Logan?" She asked, looking curiously at a stuffed Wolverine that Mr. McCoy randomly had lying around.
"X23."
~
A/N:
Same disclaimer as usual. And the reason this chapter is so short is because it had lots of action, and this seemed an appropriate place to stop. But why X23? Because in my psycho little world, full of Bobby's ear- flaps, Pietro's earring, and fuzzy blue elves, she can. And I just want to put her in here for the heck of it, that's why.
~ASGT with the hiccups.