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"Ten sedated mutants. There should be more, Kelly."
"We got all the muties in there. We can't go back, Trask. They'll be expecting us this time."
"I want my mutants."
"What about the serum?"
"We've already experimented with it and it was a success. I want my mutants, Kelly. Your life depends on this right now. If it doesn't pull through, either will you."
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"We might be scaring the children." Ororo said to them as she landed the jet. "They're not expecting us back so early and at two in the morning."
Logan grunted. "They can think of it as a training session."
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"The place is so dark." Rogue whispered to Remy as they reached the grounds of the institute. Remy walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Maybe it's so dark because they're sleeping." He suggested, smirking slightly as he squeezed her shoulder.
She shook her head, "No. Something really doesn't seem right."
"Then let's go check it out."
"I can't sense her."
"Who?"
"Kitty. R-Remy, I can't sense anyone."
"Maybe they went out for ice cream?"
"At four A.M.?"
"In California?"
She rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand. "C'mon."
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"Oh my..." Ororo placed her hand over her mouth as she walked down the halls. Even in the slight dimness of the hallway, she could make out the marks on the wall, knocked over tables, holes in the walls. "Logan! Charles!" She gasped for air as she ran frantically, searching each room to find them trashed and mutant teenager free. Her heard was pounding against her chest, as she fell to her knees. By now, she was kneeling down in the middle of a doorway and Logan had reached her, Professor right behind him. "They're gone." She cried, breathlessly, "The children are gone."
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"The alarms aren't on." Rogue said quietly after she phased both herself and Remy through the fence. "They must have been shut off."
"Well." Remy decided, crossing his arms. "That's not good."
"Give me your hand."
He arched up a brow. "Right here.. right now? Kinky."
"So I can teleport us in there, moron. I'll get you back for that comment later." She grabbed his hand and—bamf! They ended up in the main hall, just a few feet away from the front door, which was unnoticeably cracked open. Rogue immediately noticed the tipped over plants that Storm had kept on each side of the banister of the staircase. Remy grabbed her gloved hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Looks like there was a fight here. Lets check upstairs." He led her upstairs. Right as they reached the top, Wolverine jumped out at him, snarling and growling.
"Dieu!" Remy yelled, stumbling back a few stairs with Rogue. Using TK she steadied them.
"Logan!" Rogue gasped, running her hand through her hair. "I thought you learned your lesson with the squirrel."
"This ain't no laughin' matter, Stripes. The others have been abducted." He eyed Remy suspiciously. "Mind tellin' me why you weren't here?"
"Why? You want me to get abducted? What happened here, Logan? Where is everyone?" Her voice nearly cracked with emotion. "And what about the mission you were on? What's going on?"
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"The whole security system was jammed. That's why the alarms didn't go off." Ororo walked into Xavier's office. "The cameras weren't even working."
"Could it have been an inside job?" Rogue asked quietly. She and Remy were sitting down in the two leather chairs placed in front of Xavier's desk. Logan then walked in.
"They came through the back entrance. There were at least eight. Didn't sniff out any blood." He informed them. "Other than the student's scents, I couldn't sniff out any familiar scents."
The Professor stared out the window. His back was too everyone else. "We found out the cause of death of Magneto."
That got Remy's attention. He glanced over, waiting for the bald telepathic to go on.
"A chemical of some sort was ejected into his bloodstream. It affected the X-gene." He sighed heavily. "I'll explain more of it later. Right now I'm going to go see if I can go located any of the students on Cerebro. Logan, I'd like you, Rogue and Gambit to go try to track down any familiar scents. Ororo, I'd like you to stay here just incase we track down anyone."
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"God, why did I leave?" Rogue asked herself as she slid onto the motorcycle.
"If you didn't leave, they would have gotten you." Remy said, handing her a helmet as he put on one himself and got on the motor bike, behind her.
"If I was here, I could have—"
"No use dwelling on the past, Rogue." Ororo walked out into the garage. Logan walked out behind her, wearing his helmet. "Professor wanted me to give you this, Logan." She handed him a communicator. "If you find anything, be careful." She warned him with watery eyes.
He just gave her a nod before getting on his motorcycle. "You two follow me and no funny stuff."
Remy just smirked as he slid his arms around Rogue's waist. Maybe something good could come out of this..
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"Are you tryin' to kill me? Slow down!"
'I'm only tryin' to catch up with Wolvie!' Rogue explained telepathically to him. 'I guess he has a good trail.'
'My death is near.' He said to himself and tightened his arms. 'Now I know why Irene never let you in the driver's seat.'
'Remy, darlin', I can toss you off here.'
'Shut up?'
'Bingo.'
'Just for you.. my wife.'
'Remy!'
'Shutting up.'
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"I don't like this Charles." Ororo said, tabbing her eyes with a tissue. "Remember when Magneto went missing?"
"I know, Ororo." He sighed, wheeling over to Cerebro. "We'll find them in time, I promise."
"In time for what?" She asked quietly. "What are you hiding?"
"I know as much as you know."
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It as a while before Logan stopped. He ended up at a small, old warehouse. Half of it was collapsed. The scent he had been following suddenly disappeared. Rogue and Remy got there, Rogue quickly got off the motorcycle.
"Why'd ya stop?" She asked breathlessly. Remy sat down on the ground, muttering something about a crazy girl and how his life flashed before his eyes. He was used to going fast but it was like Rogue went in high speed in a zigzagged line. He thought he was going to lose his lunch.. twice..
"The scent is gone." He mumbled, without looking back at them.
"Do ya want to check the shack?" Rogue asked, feeling uncertain of what to do.
He shook his head and turned back, facing the sitting Cajun and the standing Southerner. "No. I have a feelin' if we go in there, it'll collapse." He took the communicator out from his pocket. "Chuck?" He called into it.
"He's—" Static. "Busy using." Static. "Cerebro." Came Ororo's voice out of it. "Did you—"
"We found nothin'." After saying that, he turned it off and tossed it down on the ground. "Let's get out of here."
"I'm drivin'." Remy said to Rogue, who just stood there, staring blankly. "Hey, chérie, you all right?"
"I'm fine." She mumbled, handing him the keys. "Lets go."
Remy's jaw nearly dropped to the ground. Rogue was willingly handing over the keys? Something was wrong..
And what the hell was he doing with the X-Men?
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"Nothing. I didn't find anything. I couldn't even tract down anyone." The Professor sighed, his eyes full of sadness as he wheeled into his office where Ororo was sitting.
"Logan traced a scent but it seemed to have disappeared." She informed him, with a depressed sigh. "We have to leads as to who or why anyone would kidnap a bunch of teenaged mutants and—Hank."
"They're bound to use their powers sometime, Ororo. When they do, Cerebro will find them." He reassured her. Too bad he didn't sound certain of himself.
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"I'll try to contact them." Rogue mumbled, leaning against Remy. "But I can't make any promises, my telepathy ain't so grand."
The five mutants sat around in the living room, unsure of what to do, and what is going to happen. It was now after nine A.M. and they were all tired.
"Mornin' mates! What's up with the down faces?" Pyro stood in the doorway. Amara was standing besides him.
"What's happened?" She asked them, looking around. "Where are the others? Is someone in trouble? Oh my, why are you guys back here? Wait, am I the one in trouble? Pyro and I went to the Acolytes headquarters, nothing happened, I swear!" She looked on the verge of tears.
Rogue cleared her throat. "The others have been abducted."
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Ray.
Kurt.
Kitty.
Jubilee.
Jamie.
Rahne.
Roberto.
Sam.
Bobby.
Hank.
'Think Rogue, think. Concentrate.'
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"Oh, Scott!" Jean laughed, entering the code on the security pad outside on the fence. In return the thing beeped. She made a face, knowing it was correct. She and her fiancé, Scott, had only been away for the weekend.
"Weird. It's all ready opened." Scott said, raising a brow. "It's never left opened." He looked over at her and they exchanged worried glances before hurrying inside.
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Rogue laid on her bed, in what looked like a deep sleep. But it wasn't. She was trying to contact the others, preferably Kitty, since her and Kitty were friends. So far she was only surrounded in darkness.
Darkness.
Perhaps Kitty was asleep? Or unconscious?
Rogue wasn't even sure if this was working. She may have a telepath psyche but she was no expert at it.
Suddenly, it was like light was slowly shining through a crack. As if you were ever so slowly opening your eyes.
Out of nowhere, she felt herself being jerked up. She tried resisting it, sinking deeper into the darkness, while keeping her eyes on the line of light.
It wasn't until she felt waves of hysterical emotion when she allowed the unseen force to jerk her forward. She opened her eyes seeing a pair of crimson red orbs staring down at her.
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Stupid place to leave off, and yes, I know it's short, and I'm sorry. My computer is acting up and before it goes I want to get this chapter up. I've had a horrible day and I'm not in the mood to say anything else.
Yours until the Hershey kisses,
Aro :(