Disclaimer: Oops, I forgot, hehe, Not mine, except idea, er…sorta.
Thanks are in order as I've never had so many reviews in such short amount of time:
Kait: Thank you!!!!!
SpArKs: I guess I did ask for it. But I must say that I'm not a fan of Bobby/ Rogue, but I get your point. I wrote this thinking that it would only be a one chapter thing and so I wrote it late at night in about twenty minutes. Sorry, but I might redo it if I get enough complaints, but I can't make everyone happy. Thank you for being honest.
Katie: Thank you! I'm glad someone has the same thought of Rogue saving them. But, they must make way for the Phoenix Saga.
Kumiko *Kaylin* Eharu: Long name, but nice. I feel loved, I also think What Ifs are cool, especially if they're done right. I hope I did this semi-right, I'm a big fan of the what ifs. And I hope you enjoy the rest!
MarvelsX-girl: Are you really? Joking. Can I have an autograph? I'm happy that you think it is a good idea and a good story. I feel loved when people say that. Makes my heart swell with pride.
Missa: I will quench your thirst for the future of this little piece of fiction.
HyperActivePyroBunny: A very interesting name, honestly. Though I'd hate to see a bunny like that. You make me blush with the "you're really a good author" line. I'm so proud of myself. Like I said before, I'm not big on B/R. I actually hate Bobby. I read this fic "I like you like my beer" I think is what it's called, and I like the vision that the author created and I agree with them. I'll make a deal, and if you don't like it than I'll put it with B/R, how about, I make a love triangle between the three and see how it goes. It's all up to you, for you are the reviewer and I'm bound to your opinion. LOL.
Seshat: AHH, it's those words that make an author's day! X3 job that I have going, hmmm. I'm writing my version of what X3 is going to be. I'm sure you figured that out, but it should come out in about a week or two. So I hope you guys will like that.
Samm: You honestly think it's sweet! Now that's an acheivment that I honestly didn't expect.
J: Are you southern? Well, I'm glad that you like it. And I hope that you'll like this chapter as well.
Also, I recommend- if you read the soon to come X3- that you read "I Like you Like My Beer" by Jade Stellar. Awesome fic, in my opinion. And another thing, which I just found out really. I have another account! Imagine me surprise. I forgot all about it and had to retrieve my password. I want to keep both accounts. So, I was thinking, I do like to write stories for people, like requests and challenges. So, me being me, I think I'll just keep this one active only for my ideas and the older one for requests, dedications and challenges. So throw some requests or challenges at me!!!
SO!!!!
Thanks All!
Now, without further ado. I present you: Chapter Two- That rhymed! I can never rhyme!
X2: What If: AU
Chapter Two
Warning: Further reading could spoil my upcoming X3.
Voices; all she heard was voices. Rogue turned her head slightly but winced. Pain: major headache. The voices stopped abruptly and she was aware of people hovering over her. She tried to open her eyes but only found a bright white light with dark shadows of people surrounding her.
I think…I'm dead.
Rogue blinked her chocolate brown eyes a couple of times as her vision struggled to clear. She heard another voice, a female voice talking quietly.
"She's…. Fine….But…" the voice continued. Rogue tried to hear all that she was saying, but a buzzing in her eyes prevented that.
She groaned again, capturing her audience's attention once more. Rogue opened her mouth to say something, anything, until a black mass covered her completely in an air-depriving hug.
"I….dead…I…" the voice sobbed into her hair.
Rogue only relaxed in the circling arms, not able to move her ten-ton weighing arms and legs to protest for air. She just managed to squeak out "Air" before the same female voice pulled the attacker back.
'Go to sleep Rogue.' a voice said in her mind. That clear voice was Jean.
Rogue smiled and relaxed onto the metal slab that she knew she was on and before long, the bright light became shadow as her mind drifted into a dreamless sleep.
Jean looked up at Bobby, who was still sobbing, and then to Scott and Logan. Scott looked at Jean, the questions evident in his stern face.
"She's just sleeping. She needs her rest." Jean said quietly and gave her attention to Kurt behind her, who was occupying another slab on the other side of Rogue.
Jean turned to him fully and checked his eyes once more. No evidence that any harm befallen upon the blue wonder. However, he had been in a coma ever since he teleported back into the jet. Jean was worried, she was sure Rogue hadn't touched him. But she wasn't so sure that water hadn't hit him, or what water would do into his mid-teleporting state.
She pursed her thin lips together in worry and watched as Storm dabbed the ever-gathering sweat from his face.
"Jean?" she asked softly and looked at her with worried dark brown eyes.
Jean only gave her a worried glance before looking back at Kurt's blue tattooed face.
Jean turned her head around to look at Logan, who was gazing at Rogue with worried and anxious eyes.
"Logan, why don't you, Bobby and Scott go fix the jet that you used as a punching bag." Jean said, trying to lighten the cracking man up.
Logan glared at her, Logan was briefly back, though his eyes settled back on Rogue. Before he could utter the words of "Fuck off", she continued:
"She'll be fine. As soon as anything changes, I will contact you. I promise." she said.
Jean watched as Logan's jaw clenched and nod as if he were a robot, following Scott and the glancing back Bobby as they made way to the jet.
Jean turned back to Kurt and thought it best for the Professor to look at him.
"Ro, I'm going to go get the Professor, he needs to take a look at him; find out what's going on." she said and looked up at Storm to see her nod, still dabbing at Kurt's face with a tender hand.
Jean turned around and headed for the door, taking off her lab coat before she passed through the entrance.
Scott, Logan and bobby were working on building a completely new left side to the jet; all wishing that they had Magneto's ability to scrunch the metal from being an exact replica of Logan's left and right forearms. Logan cut out the pieces in even squares with his claws and Bobby and Scott worked on evening them out and attaching them in slightly bigger pieces, then attaching to the frame of the jet.
Scott had just finished hammering his side of the sheet down, admiring his handy work, and looked at Bobby, who was muttering foul things underneath his breath.
"Can't believe he did this. Thinks he's the only one who cares." Bobby grumbled as he started to miss the large flat-headed nails by a foot.
Scott watched as the metal that lay near and under Bobby's left hand become a very thick sheet of ice. He started to see that Bobby was making ten-inch craters that were starting to rival Logan's.
Logan came strutting over, cigar in mouth and carrying a large sheet of metal. He saw what Bobby was doing and immediately tried to stop him.
"What the hell are you doing Popsicle?" Logan asked as he saw a particular crater far from the nail getting deeper and deeper.
"Uh oh" Scott mumbled as Bobby whipped around and slugged Logan as hard as he could.
A resounding sickly CRACK echoed off the basement cement walls along with Bobby's howl of pain. Logan turned his slightly moved face back to where it was and looked at Bobby as if he was crazy. Bobby stood there, shaking his right hand.
Logan only shook his head and placed the large sheet down, muttering "dumb kid". Bobby, unfortunately, heard this, and forgetting his pain but not his mistake, hit Logan in the back of the head. Instead of the regular flashy hand, a foot thick ice cube hit Logan.
Logan turned around, rubbing his head to see a gigantic perfect cube enclosed around Bobby's left fist.
"Look kid, I-"
Logan was cut off as Bobby slugged him with the cube square in the jaw, causing Logan to tumble back. Logan fixed his head straight, feeling the deep five inch length cut on his cheek heal.
"You asked for it." Logan growled and soon he and Bobby were wrestling on the ground, ignoring Scott at his many attempts to pull them apart.
"I would say that since his cells are completely broken down when he teleports, that a substance such as water can scatter his molecules slightly." Jean said.
"Is there a way you can fix this Jean?" the Professor asked as he watched the sweat, or the possible water from the lake, being dabbed from Kurt's blue face.
Jean was about to give a straightforward answer when Scott came running in, looking winded with a few deep gashes and bruises.
Jean was about to ask what happened when she saw the Professor's face.
"Uh oh." Jean mumbled as she watched the Professor immediately wheeled out of the room, determination and something akin to anger etched on his face like stone.
AN: Dun, Dun, Dun. So, same instructions as before (Just out of curiosity, if someone actually didn't know what to do, did I put those instructions good enough? I'm just curious, not trying to sound mean or anything). Thank you all!