Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, except for Aurora and
Granite, and the weapons I gave to Orion, plus her name. But the character
itself remains Marvel's. Plot is mine though.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Chapter 12
Bobby and Rogue squeezed through the lift doors before they had chance to open properly and ran down the brightly lit corridor of the underground levels of Xavier's School. The shouts and roars were still sounding and they ran in that direction.
In a dark room, all alone, Aurora had got out of the bed. A jumper was shoved loosely over her nightdress, covering her upper torso and arms. Another roar shuddered the walls and she ran bare footed across the laboratory, exiting through the doors that opened as she neared.
In the metallic corridor, three mutants joined each other, each one with laboured breathing from their rushed manner. Rogue gasped as she saw Aurora, having not seen her in school before she thought she was an enemy. Bobby looked to Rogue, stopping her from removing her gloves, "No... Wait." Aurora gasped softly, she was still in no fit state to be up and about, "I don't know what's happening... I heard Logan's yell. Should we go in?"
Rogue paused and dropped her hands, "Yes, alright. I thought you were an enemy." She breathed as she hurried over to the door and slid it open. Aurora shook her head following behind Bobby, "No. I'm on your side."
The door opened to reveal the same scene of chaos. Kurt was still tricking Magneto whilst Scot fired random blasts from Magneto then to Granite. Logan was out cold on the floor, a severe wound upon his head. Scott glared at the entry, "Rogue! Bobby! What are you doing here?" He fumed, dodging a punch from Granite.
"We're here to help!" Yelled Bobby above the noisy actions. He ran forward across the room, hands outstretched. A cool blue mist slid off his fingertips and wrapped itself firmly around Granite and froze him firmly on the spot.
Charles was still firmly in his seat, frowning at the arrival of students, and of Aurora.
Kurt teleported beside Scott, leaving Magneto to slowly stand to his feet, his face seething with anger, "You... X-Men." He growled lowly, glaring across to where Kurt, Scott, Rogue, Bobby and Aurora now stood. Their Professor trapped in his chair, Storm and Logan unconscious.
Before anyone could speak, the door opened again and three members of the Brother hood strolled in, each sharing Magneto's expression of fierce hatred and anger. Orion yelled and raised her claws, her eyes fixing solely on Kurt who was responsible for their temporary prison. She made a run forward, but Bobby was too quick. The same cool icy mist stretched forward and wrapped around Orion, Mystique and Pyro, who was still weak without his lighter.
Magneto looked horrified, all hope of him ending the X-Men tonight had gone. Scott turned and blasted the Professor's prison of metal. Charles merely flinched at the blast before he rolled calmly over to stop beside Rogue.
"You will never win Magneto."
"Is that so?" came the cool reply. Magneto's eyes settled firmly upon Aurora, catching the silver tag that hung round her neck, "Another metal mutant? How nice for me." His hand outstretched, intending to control Aurora.
Every X-Men bristled and rose whatever weapon or body part that supplied their powers and faced Magneto. Magneto blinked and faltered, thrusting his hand forward again. He couldn't budge Aurora. He had no control.
Charles glanced from Magneto to Aurora, every X-Men were in a mild state of shock, for Magneto's control over metal was his only power, and here for once, one mutant wasn't controlled.
Throughout story: " " = Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Chapter 12
Bobby and Rogue squeezed through the lift doors before they had chance to open properly and ran down the brightly lit corridor of the underground levels of Xavier's School. The shouts and roars were still sounding and they ran in that direction.
In a dark room, all alone, Aurora had got out of the bed. A jumper was shoved loosely over her nightdress, covering her upper torso and arms. Another roar shuddered the walls and she ran bare footed across the laboratory, exiting through the doors that opened as she neared.
In the metallic corridor, three mutants joined each other, each one with laboured breathing from their rushed manner. Rogue gasped as she saw Aurora, having not seen her in school before she thought she was an enemy. Bobby looked to Rogue, stopping her from removing her gloves, "No... Wait." Aurora gasped softly, she was still in no fit state to be up and about, "I don't know what's happening... I heard Logan's yell. Should we go in?"
Rogue paused and dropped her hands, "Yes, alright. I thought you were an enemy." She breathed as she hurried over to the door and slid it open. Aurora shook her head following behind Bobby, "No. I'm on your side."
The door opened to reveal the same scene of chaos. Kurt was still tricking Magneto whilst Scot fired random blasts from Magneto then to Granite. Logan was out cold on the floor, a severe wound upon his head. Scott glared at the entry, "Rogue! Bobby! What are you doing here?" He fumed, dodging a punch from Granite.
"We're here to help!" Yelled Bobby above the noisy actions. He ran forward across the room, hands outstretched. A cool blue mist slid off his fingertips and wrapped itself firmly around Granite and froze him firmly on the spot.
Charles was still firmly in his seat, frowning at the arrival of students, and of Aurora.
Kurt teleported beside Scott, leaving Magneto to slowly stand to his feet, his face seething with anger, "You... X-Men." He growled lowly, glaring across to where Kurt, Scott, Rogue, Bobby and Aurora now stood. Their Professor trapped in his chair, Storm and Logan unconscious.
Before anyone could speak, the door opened again and three members of the Brother hood strolled in, each sharing Magneto's expression of fierce hatred and anger. Orion yelled and raised her claws, her eyes fixing solely on Kurt who was responsible for their temporary prison. She made a run forward, but Bobby was too quick. The same cool icy mist stretched forward and wrapped around Orion, Mystique and Pyro, who was still weak without his lighter.
Magneto looked horrified, all hope of him ending the X-Men tonight had gone. Scott turned and blasted the Professor's prison of metal. Charles merely flinched at the blast before he rolled calmly over to stop beside Rogue.
"You will never win Magneto."
"Is that so?" came the cool reply. Magneto's eyes settled firmly upon Aurora, catching the silver tag that hung round her neck, "Another metal mutant? How nice for me." His hand outstretched, intending to control Aurora.
Every X-Men bristled and rose whatever weapon or body part that supplied their powers and faced Magneto. Magneto blinked and faltered, thrusting his hand forward again. He couldn't budge Aurora. He had no control.
Charles glanced from Magneto to Aurora, every X-Men were in a mild state of shock, for Magneto's control over metal was his only power, and here for once, one mutant wasn't controlled.
