(A/N: Oh come on people!!!!! Review me and don't be cruel!......all I can
say to you about this chapter is.....do you remember who Jimmy is????? Well
if you don't, flick back through the chapters cos' he's important in this
story. Well, .....kinda)
Chapter 9: Mud fight?
One month after the insident with Scott and Alistor in the danger room, nothing has changed, besides the fact that Rogue is now friends with practically everyone at the instituit. Especially Logan, Kitty and Alistor.
Rogue was reading a book as she walked along the corradoors. Dressed in a black skirt, over tights, and a black tank top underneath a green mesh top that coverd her arms, all the way down to her wrist length gloves that Alistor had gotten for her. She tucked her chin-length white strands of hair behind her ears as her shoulder-length auburn hair fell lazily over her ears. She rounded a corner and bumped into someone, makeing her fall back to the ground, landing on her butt with a thud as her book skidded across the floor.
"Ow." Was all she said, as Logan offerd a hand. She took it and he pulled her up with a slight chuckle.
"Should watch where yer goin stripes."
"So should you....ah aint the one with an adimantium skeliten ready ta knock me down ta mah butt."
Logan chuckled and picked up her book, then handed it back to her. "Whats with scooter and the chief?"
"Huh?....oh scott and Alistor?...." She shrugged. "Beats me. There guys." She flipped through the pages of the book trying to find her page, then looked at Logan, slightley confused. "Why do ya allways call him 'Chief'?"
"Cos he looks like he should be one...." He said with a smirk.
"But he aint an indian.......ah sound stupid right now dont ah?"
"Uh hu stripes. But it's ok, we don't hold it against ya." He said, ruffleing her hair, then walked on his way down the corradoor. "Oh yeah, the proff says yer cuffs-bracletts should be hear in a week or so." He shouted over his shoulder.
"Thanks fer tellin me...fool." She said quietley with a growl.
"I heard that!" He shouted from around the corner.
"Ugh, damn dog hearing."
"Heard that too."
"Then invest in a pair of ear plugs!!" She yelled with a smirk and turned, onley to bump into someone els. "Crist! Am ah the human pinball or what!"
"No... but you could be. If you wonned to." Came Alistors whitty responce. "You ok?"
"Peachy." She growled. Sarcasm, dripping from her words.
Alistor sighed, and grabbed Rogues arm, pulling her to the library and sat down in a chair oposite her. "Whats up?"
"You like ta pry don't ya jackass."
"Uhhu. Stop callin me a jackass, or Ill have to think of a pet name for you....like..skunkhead....or ........babe." He said with a smile.
"Bite me."
"Where?" He sair, raising both eyebrows suggestivley.
"Ugh. You such a.....a....."
"Sweethear, cute guy...loveable-"
"Ah was gonna say jackass."
"Right babe." He grinned.
"Ahm warnin ya!" She said as she pointed at Alistor and slammed her book on the table. "You an' ya stupid 19 year old boy ways! Ahl hurt ya real bad ali, if ya call me babe one more time!"
"So can I still bite you?" *thud* "Ow! What did ya kick me for?!?!" He said, rubbing his shin.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Do you still have location on nober 38?" A man ast over the phone. A cigar between the dry and cracked lips that were surrounded by a black, neatley cut, mustach. The mans sundarkend skin was even darker in the dim light.
"Yes Mr. Cortez. Everything is ready. When do we collect the item?" The voice over the phone ast.
"Give it a few weeks. I want to see if she runns again." His voice was deep and cold/ He hung up the phone. He looked upto the tall, thin, younger man in the corner of the room. "Whats the news on the confrence Jimmy?"
"Its not good father. They want to toss out the the registration act. the damn muties are saying that it's not fair and the board is listening." Jimmy said.
"Where is your brother boy?"
"He's at HQ. He's takeing in the new delivery of mutie kids. we got our work cut out for us with this bunch. But thay have all been tagged and collard. Thay are hyst awaiting the chip sergery. There is 12 in total Father. We are on request for 13 by next month."
"Yes, I know Jimmy. But we will have one more by the end of this month, so dont worry. Call Bruice and make sure we don't have any more 'acsidents' as we did with number 103 and 109 l;ast week..... there are already too many bodies on our land, if thay are found, we could be in serious trouble. Have them moved to some wastland somewhere out of our range."
Jimmy nodded and left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Back off Ali!" Rogue shouted as Alistor walked closer, holding out sevearly muddy hands. "Ah mean it1 If that shit gets on mah trench coat ahll kill ya!"
"Come on Ro', everyone els is haveing a mudd fight.....come on!!!!" Alistor replied, letting his arms fall to his sides.
Rogue looked around, seeing everyone slinging mud at heach other in the pit that was dug out for the pool. It had stated raining and softend all the mud, so everuone, including scott and Jean, were slinging soggy mud at each other. Logan, Ororo and Xavior stood and watched from the porck.
Alistor suddenley cringed and spone around, getting hit with three mud-wods from Kitty Sam and Ray. "Dude! Im so gonna make you eat that!" He shouted as he skidded down into the pit, scooping up mud and flinging it at kitty who fased through it, so as it hit Amara who stoor with her mouth open as if in shock. He was then tackled by Ray who rubbed the squishey substance in Alistors long black hair. Then fell back laghing. "Come on Ro'!" He shouted, standing up in the pit with his arms out to the watering sky.
Rogue raised her eyebrow and shrugged off her trench coat. She walked over to the porch and handed it to Logan giveing him a 'please-hold-this smile, then ran and jumped into the pit with everyone els, getting pummeld by mud, as everyone aimed there amunition at the clean new commer.
After around 20 minuets, everyone had gotten tired and left the pit. All besides Kurt, Alistor and Rogue. "Dude. You guyz got me beat...Im too tired to carry on zo Im going to go take a showe." Kurt said, before teleporting away. Rogue fell to the muddy ground with a splodge and pulled Alistor down too.
"That was the most fun I have had ever!" Alistor said, leaning his head on Rogues shoulder. "Now Im tred." His words were muffled as he spoke them into her shirt.
"Ah need ta go wash this mud offa me."
"Yahu...me too. You wonna help me up first?" He said, pulling his head back from her shoulder. "Im too tired to move."
Rogue stood up, and then fell down as she slipped in the mudd. Alistor caught her, with his hands underneath her arms, as her legs fell over his lap. She wrapped her hands around Alistord neck as they both began to slide into the muddy water, thet the rain had filled up. She squeeled, and then they both found themselves in water upto there torsoes as Alistor sat up, with Rogue still on his lap. His hair was now soaked, and flat to his head.
"Thanks r-r-r-Ro'." He shiverd, then looked at her.
"s-s-s-Sorrrry." She said, her teeth chattering. "h-h-h-h-How arrre we g- gonna g-g-get outa hearr."
Alistor stood up, with Rogue still clinging around his neck. "That way." He said, looking over at A pipe that was running from the pit to somewhere across the lawn.
Alistor climbed up the pipe, then reached down and pulled Rogue out, then they sat there on the grass and looked at each other shivering, practically face to face, they didn't even blink as they scanned each others eyes, slowley drifting closer.
Kitty staired out of the window, wrapped in a towl, holding a cup of hot chocolette. She watched Rogue and Alistor on the lawn with a smile. "Thats so cute." She wisperd, still stairing at the two who were getting washed down by the rain.
Alistor didnt realise how close to her he was untill his eyes were half closed and he could feel the breath on his skin. He pulled back quickley. "Im sorry Ro'.... I want thinking....." He moved away and stood up awquardley, then held a hand out to Rogue, who had her head hung, with her hair falling beneath her. She looked up to him and took his hand. He pulled her up, then placed his fingers under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his. Smileing, he cupped her cheek with the same hand and kissed the top of her hair.
Rogue shiverd again and wraped her arms around his chest, leaning her head on his shoulder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "It seems as though the bodies were dumped on the mores recentley. There are over 300 bodies, some have been deceaced for over 13 years. And just in, every one of them were mutants. It's strange, because all of them, that have onley been dead a matter of days or weeks, have a number branded onto the palms od there hands."
The sound of the nes reporter faded out as she pulled off her glove, revealing the branded scar. Number 38. She ran her gloved fingertips over the number and bit down on her lip. Logan glanced away from the tv and looked to Rogues hand and frowned. Then realised that she was linked in with this somehow. He noticed a trail of blood run down from her mouth, so her put his hands around the tops of her arms and shook her slightley to get her attention.
She looked at him, slightley startled as to how he got so close so fast, then she tasted the matalic blood that had started flowing into her mouth. She quickley brought her here hand to her burning lip to catch the blood. Kitty and Ray saw the scene and quickley left the room, leaving Logan and Rogue alone. Logan handed Rogue a tissue.
"You wonna tell me what made you do that?" He ast, softley. Suppriseing that he can reach a soft tone.
Rogue shook her head, feeling a tear drop from her eye.
"Anything to do with that?" He gestured to the tv. "Rogue....if thers something wrong, and you need to tell someone......"
"Ah know.......but ah don't want anyone knowin'."
"What was it? What was it about those dead mutants they found.?"
"Its....." She hesitated, and dabbed at her bleeding lip. "It's to do with a companey that buys and sells mutants..... the mutant slave trade......ah was in it, all since ealyer this year. Ah escaped after a trip to the hospital to have this stitched up." She reached for her shirt and pulled it up, revealing the 3 inch long scar that ran from her naval, upwards. Logan saw it and stood up, alsmost falling back.
"What the fuck!?"
"I was......It happend because ah saw somethin ah shouldnt have. Ah almost died, and now ah caynt ever have kids. It tore up all mah insides." She tried to joke, but the thought hurt her. "But thanks ta this, ah got mah freedome...thats wha ahm hear. Ta hide."
Logan coverd his mouth with his hand, noticeing scard all the way up her arms which he had never seen before. "Y'know.... I think that if you took some of my poer, thay would...desolve or something..."
Rogue looked at him and smiled. She shook her head and wiped away the tears. "Ah don't want you in mah head fer the rest of mah life Logan. All o' your drinkin habbits, and tendancey ta tear up everything with those litle claws of yours."
"Why do you call yourself Rogue?" He ast, still deadley serious.
Rogue slid on her glove and just staired at them. Then eventually looked up and met Logans eyes. "Because ah forgot mah name." She swallowed hard and focused on her gloves again. "12 years of bein told that ya onley exist as yer number........number 38. That was mah name. 38.....ah don't have a name." She kept repeating quietley, then slowley, and onley slightley began to swey back and forward. Logan watched her with confusion, then kneeled don again and snapped her out of her trance.
"Do you need to see the proffeser?"
"n-n-No. He alredy knows.....ahm sorry Logan, ahve gotta go...a-ahm tired." She stood up and left the room, rubbing furiousley at her branded hand.
Chapter 9: Mud fight?
One month after the insident with Scott and Alistor in the danger room, nothing has changed, besides the fact that Rogue is now friends with practically everyone at the instituit. Especially Logan, Kitty and Alistor.
Rogue was reading a book as she walked along the corradoors. Dressed in a black skirt, over tights, and a black tank top underneath a green mesh top that coverd her arms, all the way down to her wrist length gloves that Alistor had gotten for her. She tucked her chin-length white strands of hair behind her ears as her shoulder-length auburn hair fell lazily over her ears. She rounded a corner and bumped into someone, makeing her fall back to the ground, landing on her butt with a thud as her book skidded across the floor.
"Ow." Was all she said, as Logan offerd a hand. She took it and he pulled her up with a slight chuckle.
"Should watch where yer goin stripes."
"So should you....ah aint the one with an adimantium skeliten ready ta knock me down ta mah butt."
Logan chuckled and picked up her book, then handed it back to her. "Whats with scooter and the chief?"
"Huh?....oh scott and Alistor?...." She shrugged. "Beats me. There guys." She flipped through the pages of the book trying to find her page, then looked at Logan, slightley confused. "Why do ya allways call him 'Chief'?"
"Cos he looks like he should be one...." He said with a smirk.
"But he aint an indian.......ah sound stupid right now dont ah?"
"Uh hu stripes. But it's ok, we don't hold it against ya." He said, ruffleing her hair, then walked on his way down the corradoor. "Oh yeah, the proff says yer cuffs-bracletts should be hear in a week or so." He shouted over his shoulder.
"Thanks fer tellin me...fool." She said quietley with a growl.
"I heard that!" He shouted from around the corner.
"Ugh, damn dog hearing."
"Heard that too."
"Then invest in a pair of ear plugs!!" She yelled with a smirk and turned, onley to bump into someone els. "Crist! Am ah the human pinball or what!"
"No... but you could be. If you wonned to." Came Alistors whitty responce. "You ok?"
"Peachy." She growled. Sarcasm, dripping from her words.
Alistor sighed, and grabbed Rogues arm, pulling her to the library and sat down in a chair oposite her. "Whats up?"
"You like ta pry don't ya jackass."
"Uhhu. Stop callin me a jackass, or Ill have to think of a pet name for you....like..skunkhead....or ........babe." He said with a smile.
"Bite me."
"Where?" He sair, raising both eyebrows suggestivley.
"Ugh. You such a.....a....."
"Sweethear, cute guy...loveable-"
"Ah was gonna say jackass."
"Right babe." He grinned.
"Ahm warnin ya!" She said as she pointed at Alistor and slammed her book on the table. "You an' ya stupid 19 year old boy ways! Ahl hurt ya real bad ali, if ya call me babe one more time!"
"So can I still bite you?" *thud* "Ow! What did ya kick me for?!?!" He said, rubbing his shin.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Do you still have location on nober 38?" A man ast over the phone. A cigar between the dry and cracked lips that were surrounded by a black, neatley cut, mustach. The mans sundarkend skin was even darker in the dim light.
"Yes Mr. Cortez. Everything is ready. When do we collect the item?" The voice over the phone ast.
"Give it a few weeks. I want to see if she runns again." His voice was deep and cold/ He hung up the phone. He looked upto the tall, thin, younger man in the corner of the room. "Whats the news on the confrence Jimmy?"
"Its not good father. They want to toss out the the registration act. the damn muties are saying that it's not fair and the board is listening." Jimmy said.
"Where is your brother boy?"
"He's at HQ. He's takeing in the new delivery of mutie kids. we got our work cut out for us with this bunch. But thay have all been tagged and collard. Thay are hyst awaiting the chip sergery. There is 12 in total Father. We are on request for 13 by next month."
"Yes, I know Jimmy. But we will have one more by the end of this month, so dont worry. Call Bruice and make sure we don't have any more 'acsidents' as we did with number 103 and 109 l;ast week..... there are already too many bodies on our land, if thay are found, we could be in serious trouble. Have them moved to some wastland somewhere out of our range."
Jimmy nodded and left the room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Back off Ali!" Rogue shouted as Alistor walked closer, holding out sevearly muddy hands. "Ah mean it1 If that shit gets on mah trench coat ahll kill ya!"
"Come on Ro', everyone els is haveing a mudd fight.....come on!!!!" Alistor replied, letting his arms fall to his sides.
Rogue looked around, seeing everyone slinging mud at heach other in the pit that was dug out for the pool. It had stated raining and softend all the mud, so everuone, including scott and Jean, were slinging soggy mud at each other. Logan, Ororo and Xavior stood and watched from the porck.
Alistor suddenley cringed and spone around, getting hit with three mud-wods from Kitty Sam and Ray. "Dude! Im so gonna make you eat that!" He shouted as he skidded down into the pit, scooping up mud and flinging it at kitty who fased through it, so as it hit Amara who stoor with her mouth open as if in shock. He was then tackled by Ray who rubbed the squishey substance in Alistors long black hair. Then fell back laghing. "Come on Ro'!" He shouted, standing up in the pit with his arms out to the watering sky.
Rogue raised her eyebrow and shrugged off her trench coat. She walked over to the porch and handed it to Logan giveing him a 'please-hold-this smile, then ran and jumped into the pit with everyone els, getting pummeld by mud, as everyone aimed there amunition at the clean new commer.
After around 20 minuets, everyone had gotten tired and left the pit. All besides Kurt, Alistor and Rogue. "Dude. You guyz got me beat...Im too tired to carry on zo Im going to go take a showe." Kurt said, before teleporting away. Rogue fell to the muddy ground with a splodge and pulled Alistor down too.
"That was the most fun I have had ever!" Alistor said, leaning his head on Rogues shoulder. "Now Im tred." His words were muffled as he spoke them into her shirt.
"Ah need ta go wash this mud offa me."
"Yahu...me too. You wonna help me up first?" He said, pulling his head back from her shoulder. "Im too tired to move."
Rogue stood up, and then fell down as she slipped in the mudd. Alistor caught her, with his hands underneath her arms, as her legs fell over his lap. She wrapped her hands around Alistord neck as they both began to slide into the muddy water, thet the rain had filled up. She squeeled, and then they both found themselves in water upto there torsoes as Alistor sat up, with Rogue still on his lap. His hair was now soaked, and flat to his head.
"Thanks r-r-r-Ro'." He shiverd, then looked at her.
"s-s-s-Sorrrry." She said, her teeth chattering. "h-h-h-h-How arrre we g- gonna g-g-get outa hearr."
Alistor stood up, with Rogue still clinging around his neck. "That way." He said, looking over at A pipe that was running from the pit to somewhere across the lawn.
Alistor climbed up the pipe, then reached down and pulled Rogue out, then they sat there on the grass and looked at each other shivering, practically face to face, they didn't even blink as they scanned each others eyes, slowley drifting closer.
Kitty staired out of the window, wrapped in a towl, holding a cup of hot chocolette. She watched Rogue and Alistor on the lawn with a smile. "Thats so cute." She wisperd, still stairing at the two who were getting washed down by the rain.
Alistor didnt realise how close to her he was untill his eyes were half closed and he could feel the breath on his skin. He pulled back quickley. "Im sorry Ro'.... I want thinking....." He moved away and stood up awquardley, then held a hand out to Rogue, who had her head hung, with her hair falling beneath her. She looked up to him and took his hand. He pulled her up, then placed his fingers under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his. Smileing, he cupped her cheek with the same hand and kissed the top of her hair.
Rogue shiverd again and wraped her arms around his chest, leaning her head on his shoulder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "It seems as though the bodies were dumped on the mores recentley. There are over 300 bodies, some have been deceaced for over 13 years. And just in, every one of them were mutants. It's strange, because all of them, that have onley been dead a matter of days or weeks, have a number branded onto the palms od there hands."
The sound of the nes reporter faded out as she pulled off her glove, revealing the branded scar. Number 38. She ran her gloved fingertips over the number and bit down on her lip. Logan glanced away from the tv and looked to Rogues hand and frowned. Then realised that she was linked in with this somehow. He noticed a trail of blood run down from her mouth, so her put his hands around the tops of her arms and shook her slightley to get her attention.
She looked at him, slightley startled as to how he got so close so fast, then she tasted the matalic blood that had started flowing into her mouth. She quickley brought her here hand to her burning lip to catch the blood. Kitty and Ray saw the scene and quickley left the room, leaving Logan and Rogue alone. Logan handed Rogue a tissue.
"You wonna tell me what made you do that?" He ast, softley. Suppriseing that he can reach a soft tone.
Rogue shook her head, feeling a tear drop from her eye.
"Anything to do with that?" He gestured to the tv. "Rogue....if thers something wrong, and you need to tell someone......"
"Ah know.......but ah don't want anyone knowin'."
"What was it? What was it about those dead mutants they found.?"
"Its....." She hesitated, and dabbed at her bleeding lip. "It's to do with a companey that buys and sells mutants..... the mutant slave trade......ah was in it, all since ealyer this year. Ah escaped after a trip to the hospital to have this stitched up." She reached for her shirt and pulled it up, revealing the 3 inch long scar that ran from her naval, upwards. Logan saw it and stood up, alsmost falling back.
"What the fuck!?"
"I was......It happend because ah saw somethin ah shouldnt have. Ah almost died, and now ah caynt ever have kids. It tore up all mah insides." She tried to joke, but the thought hurt her. "But thanks ta this, ah got mah freedome...thats wha ahm hear. Ta hide."
Logan coverd his mouth with his hand, noticeing scard all the way up her arms which he had never seen before. "Y'know.... I think that if you took some of my poer, thay would...desolve or something..."
Rogue looked at him and smiled. She shook her head and wiped away the tears. "Ah don't want you in mah head fer the rest of mah life Logan. All o' your drinkin habbits, and tendancey ta tear up everything with those litle claws of yours."
"Why do you call yourself Rogue?" He ast, still deadley serious.
Rogue slid on her glove and just staired at them. Then eventually looked up and met Logans eyes. "Because ah forgot mah name." She swallowed hard and focused on her gloves again. "12 years of bein told that ya onley exist as yer number........number 38. That was mah name. 38.....ah don't have a name." She kept repeating quietley, then slowley, and onley slightley began to swey back and forward. Logan watched her with confusion, then kneeled don again and snapped her out of her trance.
"Do you need to see the proffeser?"
"n-n-No. He alredy knows.....ahm sorry Logan, ahve gotta go...a-ahm tired." She stood up and left the room, rubbing furiousley at her branded hand.