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"Do you have it?" A man snapped into the darkness.
"Of course I have it." The other man, who sat in a chair, facing the opposite direction, said slowly turning around to face the other male. "Although, It will cost you a pretty penny."
"The price is worth it." The man snapped again. "But it better work, Spears, it better work."
"Oh, the ingredients to it will work against the genes but I can't stay your plan will work."
The man smirked at him. "It will work. Believe me. I have ways and I will make sure someday mutants will never exist."
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A small drip of drool dropped from the corner of St. Johns compressed lips, as he looked around the new base, or rather the new control room. Buttons were everywhere, waiting for him to push them. He licked his lips as he slowly inched more and more into the room.
Piotr made a face at the younger male as fire glazed in his eyes. The two dark green eyes were locked on the control panels. Not a good sign. He glanced over at Remy who just leaned against the wall, flipping cards from one hand to another.
Okay, so his teammates weren't exactly sane. He had gotten used to Pyro's insanity. He was surprised that Magneto put up with the hyperactive seventeen-year-old, but, surprisingly enough, he did.
"No." Colossus put a stern hand on Pyro's shoulder. "Do not destroy it." He paused as Pyro glanced up at him with wide eyes. "Yet."
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"You were talking to Mystique?" Kurt asked softly as he bamf'd into Rogue's room. She was sitting on her bed in black sweats, reading a hard covered book. She looked at him, half surprised and half annoyed at the fact he didn't knock before entering.
"Yeah." She answered with hesitation. Should've lied. Still can. She closed her book slowly and looked at him as he sat himself down at the end of her bed.
"Did she—" He bit down on his lower lip. "Say anything about me?"
She glanced down at the thin quilt, and traced the patterns with her fingertip. "No." She sighed, still looking down. "Actually, I can't even really remember." She glanced up at him, knowing he remembered the incident from earlier. "If I remember anything, you'll be the first to know." She forced a small smile.
"I guess this means you're going to be seeing Gambit."
She gave him a blank look and blinked. "Excuse me?"
"If Mystique is here, I bet Magneto and his team are."
"Yeah." She brushed white strands of hair out of her face and tucked them behind her ear. "Guess we should be gettin' ready to head out at two A.M. to fight 'em." She paused with an eye roll. "Again."
He cracked a smile. "Next time Logan should pretend they're squirrels."
She chuckled softly as she brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. "How did you find out she was your mother?" The hair she had tucked behind her ear seconds earlier fell back into place.
"She told me." He stated with a shrug. "Did you know Ray keeps pacing back and forth outside your door?"
She made a face. "He's turnin' into my stalker."
"Want me to bamf him over to Africa?" The blue fuzzy one asked, standing up. His smile got wider when she laughed.
"Maybe later." She decided, tucking the white hair between her ear, once again. "I'll keep it as an IOU."
"Just think of it as a free bamf anywhere, anytime ticket." And with those words, he bamf'd out of her room.
Rogue smiled to herself as she stretched out on her bed, and closed her eyes.
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"I don't think I'll ever understand you."
"Strange, my pa used to tell me that." Remy smirked at St. John who looked tired. Bags were forming under his eyes, which were more visible with his orange visor off. "Your father ever say that to you that, homme?"
"Maybe—did your father like your eyes?"
"Never saw 'em. Your father like your fire controllin' powers?" He could imagine Pyro getting a lighter taken off him for setting the cat on fire.
"Never lived to see 'em." He laughed slightly, not wanting to push the conversation anymore. "Bloody hell. Where is Piotr?" He asked, mispronouncing the Russian's name as he looked around.
"Probably still guardin' the control room."
"Heh, yeah. Guess I'm going to have to get that brute to trust me."
"Good luck on that. Since your room is next to his, I bet he's goin' to sleep with his eyes opened."
"Yeah." Pyro mumbled, without even the slightest chuckle.
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"You're not a freak. Things like that don't matter here."
"I'm already with the crippled bald guy."
"Not even you could take us all out."
"You called your gift a curse, if you go with him I guarantee you, it will be."
Rogue tossed and turned. The sheets were all twisted up and wrapped around her legs as she groaned and continued to turn around in her sleepless slumber. She mumbled a few words, which sounded like audible babbler but inside her head the words made sense; they came from memories. Usually her dreams consisted of forgotten memories but now, they were just words. The words soon got louder and louder as they echoed through out her head. She sat up, still in a sleeping state and screamed. She screamed for it all to stop.
Her body phase through the sheets that were encircled around her, through the bed she sat upon and the floor her bed was set upon. She screamed as her body fell. Her eyes were tightly shut as she waited for the impact of her body hitting the hard ground but it never happened.
Her eyes popped open and she found herself hovering no more than an inch above the ground. Her breaths came out in uneasy gasps as Kurt and Kitty appeared in the doorway of the rec room. Rogue's body fell that inch that kept her from nearly killing herself.
"Rogue, are you alright?" Kurt was by her side in no time, Kitty behind them. He set his hand on her shoulder but she let out a startled cry.
"Don't touch me!" Her arm swung up, her bare hand hitting him in the face. He felt a jolt run through his body, rendering him unconscious. Kitty ran to get help when his body fell forward, onto Rogue, unconsciously.
"Oh my god." Rogue whispered as the memories hit her like a truck; a truck that had forgotten to slam on its breaks and waited for the final impact. Her eyes slowly closed as she slipped into darkness.
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A ball of flames, that resembled a deranged smiley face, came charging at him. Gambit shot out charged cards from between his fingers at Pyro who had an evil maniacal laughter trait going on. Another ball of fire came at him in the other direction. Suddenly Gambit knew why Pyro was probably given this power. He easily dodged the two fireballs as they collided in with each other. So easily that he had gotten a scorch mark on his shoulder. He quickly rolled on the roll, pulled out a card, charged it and flicked it over at behind Pyro's feet. A smirk came across his face when he heard the explosion, a thud and a muffled 'ow.' He looked up to see that the flames that perished.
"You wounded—" Pyro sat up and held his flamethrower dearly in his arms. "My crony—my pal—my best friend!"
"Sorry homme—"
"Sorry? I'll show you—" He looked both furious and upset as he reached into his pocket but in a second, his face fell, he took his hand out and just shrugged. "It's all right." A grin surpassed his face. "Still got me lighter!"
Mon dieu. This homme needs the opposite of anger management classes. Remy thought to himself. Looks like he was already in 'em but—He realized his thoughts made no sense and just allowed a song that he had recently heard to play over and over in his head. He glanced up at the control room to see Colossus staring down at them.
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"Where is that overgrown tin can?" Mystique asked as she impatiently paced back and forth in the dark alley.
"He should be at the top of your worries." Irene stood a few feet away from her. "You really screwed it up with Rogue and revealed too much information to her. What did you think, Raven? She'd come running to you because you're her mother?"
"It was worth a shot!" Mystique hissed. Her blood began to boil. "We were better off keeping her and Gambit friends that way we could recruit her!"
Destiny shook her head firmly. "The X-Men would try to recruit them and Rogue has a natural instinct for what's good."
"Don't you see any good vision?"
"I see many visions, Raven, and right now Magneto is not in any of them."
"Are you s-saying—"
"He's missing."
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"You want to what?" Rogue sat on the bed in the medical room with her arms crossed. It had been hours since she accidentally absorbed Kurt, and somehow managed to push the unwanted memories far back into her mind.
"Hank would like to watch your brain waves as you sleep." Xavier tried to explain more clearly but she just stared at him with both of her brows arched up. "We don't want anymore accidents with you falling through the floor."
"Yeah, I'm lucky I caught myself so I'd be a pancake." She smirked at the though. "And thanks to Kurt, I can—" A loud bamf sound and grey smoke appeared and a second later Rogue reappeared and coughed as she used her hand as a fan to push away the smoke. "Bamf. How does he do it?"
"How do you do it, is the question." Hank said. "Do you permanently keep the absorb powers? Are they temporary? Do the memories you—"
"I get it, I get it." She brushed him off impatiently, not caring much about the unanswered questions about her powers. It wasn't as if she would phase them halfway through the earth, or bamf them into the Atlantic Ocean. "So, you're goin' to hook me up to a machine while I sleep and sit there starin' at the brain wave patterns?"
"That is correct."
"Don't any of you have lives? O' sleep at night?"
Hank and Xavier exchanged glances. "Have fun, Beast." Xavier informed him as he rolled out of the room.
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"I guess it's a good thing that a homme that can control fire doesn't have anger problems." Gambit stood in a large room, talking to Colossus who moved boxes from one side of the room to the other. "But ain't it weird?"
"No." The large Russian replied, walking past him. "St. John's past life is none of our business, Gambit."
"But St. John? That guy ain't no saint!" Gambit nearly laughed, "Can you imagine him givin' a sermon? It'd probably contain the word 'fire' eight hundred times and be about the importance's of gasoline."
Don't even bother. Piotr told himself. "I—" He was cut off when Mystique barged into the room, looking angry. She stomped into the room, Destiny following in behind her.
"There has been a change of plans." She announced, glaring at the two, not noticing the absent pyromaniac one. "Magneto is gone. I am in charge now."
Merde. We're doomed for. Gambit realized; resisting the urge to blow the blue skinned woman up. It wasn't easy, but he managed.
"The first thing we do is find out is if the X-Men had anything to do with this." That piece of information seemed to get Gambit's attention.
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Part one completed – December 22, 2003
I want to inform everyone that I spent about two hours baking cookies. And during that time I burnt a batch because I was sitting here trying to get over writers block. I hope y'all are happy! That's about 88 cookies and 12 burnt ones. (They're for a party tomorrow)
Anyway, I'm two million percent sure that I won't be updating by Christmas, so Merry Christmas y'all! (And Happy holidays)
My birthday is next Monday ;) and I'll be sure to update by then that way you can all review for my birthday! That's an uber great present!
Good bye.. for now ;)
--Aro