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The pair moved quickly through the rain. Rogue held on tightly to the black-clad figure. It had been twelve hours, almost exactly, since she had first seen the dark silhouette in the doorway. They approached the gates of the Xavier school, Mirage slid the motorcycle sideways toward the gate. "This is where you get off, Marie". Rogue timidly got off the bike and slowly walked toward the door of the school. She tried to understand what had happened to her since she had first been kidnapped in the train station. Then, suddenly, the memories of the last few hours began to slip away from her, until she couldn't remember anything.
Did you erase her memory?
No, she's no real harm. I blocked it though, just in case.
Mirage turned back to watch Rogue re-enter the mutant school.
She'll be all right, we've got other work to do now.
Do you really think Magneto will show up at the park?
Not anymore, the senator has another idea for a "get together". The anti-mutant groups are gathering.
You get an invite?
Yeah, but I don't think anyone remembers sending me one. ************************************************************************
Professor Xavier called together his "X-Men", now that Rogue was returned there was another matter that needed to be attended to.
As Cyclops, Storm, Jean, and Wolverine entered the room, with Rogue tagging behind, he began to speak.
"Tonight there is to be a gathering of many of the major supporters of the Mutant Registration Bill. It is going to be a formal occasion, hosted by our friend, Senator Kelly. I would like for the four of you to attend." He knew it was dangerous to send Rogue so soon after she was returned to them, but he felt that she would be safer traveling with the X- men, especially now that they were all alerted to Magneto's goal to capture her. "You all must wear formal attire" Logan's grimace was extremely notable, but before he could argue "that is the only way you will be accepted in, you must all blend as much as possible, and I wouldn't be surprised if we were not the only interested mutant parties attending. I need you all to be there." Why did he feel that this night could be a turning point for all of the X-Men? ************************************************************************
Well, what do you think? Mirage turned, looking at herself in the full length mirror, waiting for the response from the voice in her head.
Va Va Va Voom! That's some dress.
You're so MALE! There's hardly any dress here, I can't even fit a little gun or a knife or anything in this thing! I'm going into a very hostile environment, without any weapons.
What, are you blind? The dress is the weapon, no one will be hostile with you wearing that!
She had to admit, the dress was tight, with a full sleeve over her right arm, and no sleeve on her left. The skirt was full length on her left and the slit on her right came up to her mid-thigh; all black, it made her skin look luminous, she doubted anyone would even look at her face long enough to see her feline features. She laughed, the dress was a damned good weapon.
Well, she thought as she wrapped herself in her full length hooded cloak, shall we go?
Ha Ha, Have fun, be good, and don't stay up too late. We'll talk later. ************************************************************************
Mirage walked into the largest room in Kelly's mansion, she couldn't help but feel jealous, after all, she lived in a tiny space underground. She could feel the eyes on her as she walked across the room. She headed to the upper corner of the stairwell, not many people, and she could see whatever was happening.
She stood there for a short while before four, vaguely familiar people entered. The wild looking one had a name, if she could only remember... Logan, that was it. The name was supplied from the depths of her memory and she felt that she must have known this man very well, if his name came that easily from her black hole of a memory. She laughed as she looked at him, she couldn't remember much, but she could remember that he didn't belong in a tux, she watched him struggle against it. Hmm, he's cute. I'll have to keep an eye on him. She knew the other three in his group, but their names wouldn't come to her, just their powers, that would be enough for now. She was also shocked to see that they were followed closely by Rouge, she couldn't help but think that this move was asking for trouble.
She continued to watch all five as they moved through the crowd. Jean, she had to think hard for the name, but she felt the woman had been a friend. She tried to focus on the name of the woman with the white hair, the one with the power to control the weather, but as she began she noticed Senator Kelly move quickly to the door. Upon seeing the lithe, fluid movement, she got a bad feeling. No man moves like that, especially not Senator Kelly, she knew his movements well. Mystique... that was a name that hadn't been trapped with her more distant memories, memories from before her work with Magneto. Trouble was coming; Toad, Sabretooth, and Magneto were around this crowd somewhere. She'd need help.
She thought carefully. She knew Jean was a psychic, all she had to do was trace the faint mind powers of the carriers of the X gene in her path. She had to get into Jean's range, because Jean didn't know she was there, didn't know who she was. Close. man she needs to pick up soon or it'll be too late. one more jump...
Jean? Jean! You don't know who I am, but you need to prepare yourself and your friends. Magneto and his friends have arrived. All hell is going to break loose in about two minutes!
Wait, who are you? Jean tried to respond to the sudden influence in her head. Scott noticed her sudden focus "What's wrong". Jean couldn't trace the intruder, she wouldn't even have known someone had touched her mind if she hadn't heard the voice. "Trouble. Magneto and his troops are here." She spoke under her breath. If that voice was right, they had to be careful, they had to be ready. "We need to contact Wolverine and Storm, can you do that" Cyclops broke her train of thought, and her scan for the mysterious psychic. "Yeah, I can try." ************************************************************************
Wolverine stood up against the wall. He hated this kind of party. He liked beer and dark rooms, that was his style. He began tugging at his collar, it seemed determined to choke him just enough to be uncomfortable, but not allowing him to black out or something -- even that would be better than this.
He looked around, scanning the room, then he looked up the stairway. In the corner, against the opposite wall was a woman who looked somehow familiar. Her eyes were feline almost, not so defined as Mystique's but they still hinted at that type of wildness. Her hair was sleek, and as black as her dress. She was looking directly at him for a moment. They locked gazes and he felt that he became sure that he knew her from somewhere.
Suddenly she broke the eye contact. Her head turned sharply, she was looking at someone in the crowd, she was surprised, he followed her gaze and found that it fell upon Senator Kelly. They turned away from the Senator at the same time, for a second their eyes locked again before she closed them. She looked incredibly focused, like she was searching for something, something she couldn't find with her eyes. He watched her for awhile, until she opened her eyes and looked at him again.
His focus on her was broken, as a voice interrupted his thoughts. Storm! Wolverine! Rogue! We need to gather. Begin working over toward Scott and me, trouble's coming. He focused on Jean's voice in his mind, being sure to hear the whole message. He looked at Storm, they nodded to each other. Discreetly they came together, to work their way toward Jean and Cyclops. He looked back up to the stairwell, where the woman had been standing, but in the last few moments she had moved, he didn't have time to see where she had gone, he turned back to be on his way.
The pair moved quickly through the rain. Rogue held on tightly to the black-clad figure. It had been twelve hours, almost exactly, since she had first seen the dark silhouette in the doorway. They approached the gates of the Xavier school, Mirage slid the motorcycle sideways toward the gate. "This is where you get off, Marie". Rogue timidly got off the bike and slowly walked toward the door of the school. She tried to understand what had happened to her since she had first been kidnapped in the train station. Then, suddenly, the memories of the last few hours began to slip away from her, until she couldn't remember anything.
Did you erase her memory?
No, she's no real harm. I blocked it though, just in case.
Mirage turned back to watch Rogue re-enter the mutant school.
She'll be all right, we've got other work to do now.
Do you really think Magneto will show up at the park?
Not anymore, the senator has another idea for a "get together". The anti-mutant groups are gathering.
You get an invite?
Yeah, but I don't think anyone remembers sending me one. ************************************************************************
Professor Xavier called together his "X-Men", now that Rogue was returned there was another matter that needed to be attended to.
As Cyclops, Storm, Jean, and Wolverine entered the room, with Rogue tagging behind, he began to speak.
"Tonight there is to be a gathering of many of the major supporters of the Mutant Registration Bill. It is going to be a formal occasion, hosted by our friend, Senator Kelly. I would like for the four of you to attend." He knew it was dangerous to send Rogue so soon after she was returned to them, but he felt that she would be safer traveling with the X- men, especially now that they were all alerted to Magneto's goal to capture her. "You all must wear formal attire" Logan's grimace was extremely notable, but before he could argue "that is the only way you will be accepted in, you must all blend as much as possible, and I wouldn't be surprised if we were not the only interested mutant parties attending. I need you all to be there." Why did he feel that this night could be a turning point for all of the X-Men? ************************************************************************
Well, what do you think? Mirage turned, looking at herself in the full length mirror, waiting for the response from the voice in her head.
Va Va Va Voom! That's some dress.
You're so MALE! There's hardly any dress here, I can't even fit a little gun or a knife or anything in this thing! I'm going into a very hostile environment, without any weapons.
What, are you blind? The dress is the weapon, no one will be hostile with you wearing that!
She had to admit, the dress was tight, with a full sleeve over her right arm, and no sleeve on her left. The skirt was full length on her left and the slit on her right came up to her mid-thigh; all black, it made her skin look luminous, she doubted anyone would even look at her face long enough to see her feline features. She laughed, the dress was a damned good weapon.
Well, she thought as she wrapped herself in her full length hooded cloak, shall we go?
Ha Ha, Have fun, be good, and don't stay up too late. We'll talk later. ************************************************************************
Mirage walked into the largest room in Kelly's mansion, she couldn't help but feel jealous, after all, she lived in a tiny space underground. She could feel the eyes on her as she walked across the room. She headed to the upper corner of the stairwell, not many people, and she could see whatever was happening.
She stood there for a short while before four, vaguely familiar people entered. The wild looking one had a name, if she could only remember... Logan, that was it. The name was supplied from the depths of her memory and she felt that she must have known this man very well, if his name came that easily from her black hole of a memory. She laughed as she looked at him, she couldn't remember much, but she could remember that he didn't belong in a tux, she watched him struggle against it. Hmm, he's cute. I'll have to keep an eye on him. She knew the other three in his group, but their names wouldn't come to her, just their powers, that would be enough for now. She was also shocked to see that they were followed closely by Rouge, she couldn't help but think that this move was asking for trouble.
She continued to watch all five as they moved through the crowd. Jean, she had to think hard for the name, but she felt the woman had been a friend. She tried to focus on the name of the woman with the white hair, the one with the power to control the weather, but as she began she noticed Senator Kelly move quickly to the door. Upon seeing the lithe, fluid movement, she got a bad feeling. No man moves like that, especially not Senator Kelly, she knew his movements well. Mystique... that was a name that hadn't been trapped with her more distant memories, memories from before her work with Magneto. Trouble was coming; Toad, Sabretooth, and Magneto were around this crowd somewhere. She'd need help.
She thought carefully. She knew Jean was a psychic, all she had to do was trace the faint mind powers of the carriers of the X gene in her path. She had to get into Jean's range, because Jean didn't know she was there, didn't know who she was. Close. man she needs to pick up soon or it'll be too late. one more jump...
Jean? Jean! You don't know who I am, but you need to prepare yourself and your friends. Magneto and his friends have arrived. All hell is going to break loose in about two minutes!
Wait, who are you? Jean tried to respond to the sudden influence in her head. Scott noticed her sudden focus "What's wrong". Jean couldn't trace the intruder, she wouldn't even have known someone had touched her mind if she hadn't heard the voice. "Trouble. Magneto and his troops are here." She spoke under her breath. If that voice was right, they had to be careful, they had to be ready. "We need to contact Wolverine and Storm, can you do that" Cyclops broke her train of thought, and her scan for the mysterious psychic. "Yeah, I can try." ************************************************************************
Wolverine stood up against the wall. He hated this kind of party. He liked beer and dark rooms, that was his style. He began tugging at his collar, it seemed determined to choke him just enough to be uncomfortable, but not allowing him to black out or something -- even that would be better than this.
He looked around, scanning the room, then he looked up the stairway. In the corner, against the opposite wall was a woman who looked somehow familiar. Her eyes were feline almost, not so defined as Mystique's but they still hinted at that type of wildness. Her hair was sleek, and as black as her dress. She was looking directly at him for a moment. They locked gazes and he felt that he became sure that he knew her from somewhere.
Suddenly she broke the eye contact. Her head turned sharply, she was looking at someone in the crowd, she was surprised, he followed her gaze and found that it fell upon Senator Kelly. They turned away from the Senator at the same time, for a second their eyes locked again before she closed them. She looked incredibly focused, like she was searching for something, something she couldn't find with her eyes. He watched her for awhile, until she opened her eyes and looked at him again.
His focus on her was broken, as a voice interrupted his thoughts. Storm! Wolverine! Rogue! We need to gather. Begin working over toward Scott and me, trouble's coming. He focused on Jean's voice in his mind, being sure to hear the whole message. He looked at Storm, they nodded to each other. Discreetly they came together, to work their way toward Jean and Cyclops. He looked back up to the stairwell, where the woman had been standing, but in the last few moments she had moved, he didn't have time to see where she had gone, he turned back to be on his way.