(A/N: Hey, I'm REALLY sorry that it took this long to update, but I've been
busy working on Definition of a Rogue, and several various Harry Potter
ficlets. Yea, but I'll shut up now so that you can read the story.)
Secrets
Rogue shivered as she felt cold, iron chains strapped around her wrists. *Damnit...Not again...* she thought angrily. *Why me- but wait! It's not just me! Bobby and J-* She stopped in mid thought as a tall shadowy figure appeared in the doorway. She recognized the long cloak and the staccato steps, but she didn't fully realize who it was that was walking towards her until she saw a pair of cold blue eyes. Magneto stopped a few feet from her huddled form while another shadow appeared in the doorway. "So you've finally woken up Rogue...yes, I see that you wonder why I call you that. You have much to learn. Much to gain once you realize the pride that we will someday be able to feel once we are no longer considered abnormal." Magneto paused and smirked for a moment then continued, "I see that you believe I need you for the same reason as our...previous encounter. But do not worry, I have a different goal this time...". Rogue glared at those horrible blue eyes wondering briefly how they could be so different from Bobby's- sparkling and sometimes when he stood up for her icy- or Professor Xavier's- kind, forgiving, and full of wisdom. However, what intrigued her the most was that beneath the Magneto's harsh glaze she thought she saw a spark of sadness and remorse. She quickly shed the thought as she felt her entire body shake with anger.
"So you want me to help you again? Is that it? You know Logan is right about you. You're full of bull! Saying that you want to help the mutant cause... If you really thought that then you wouldn't have tried to kill me. You wouldn't have tried to kill all of the humans. And you wouldn't have left us at that godforsaken lake to drown! Ah would rather die than help *you*!", Rogue yelled, her southern accent now flying wildly as it echoed off of the steep, cavernous walls. The shadowy figure in the doorway shifted for a moment, as though taken off guard and then resumed it's composure. Rogue stared for a moment at Magneto, expecting him to lash out at her, to wince, but instead he did the thing that would've been her last guess in the world. He laughed. It was a low, vibrating laugh that filled the room, and he spoke, "I thought that you might protest helping *me* but, my! How feisty! How that boy ever handles *you*...". Rogue sent Magneto one of her deadly glares- the type that everyone at Xavier's knew to look out for and stay away from. Anger blurred her vision and she struggled against her bonds. Magneto smirked. Finding people's weakest spots was easy enough, after that it was just a matter of pushing the right buttons... "Speaking of which...I believe that you will be more cooperative once you realize that it's not your life at stake right now..." Rogue blanched. "Y-You wouldn't...", she croaked. Magneto smiled. "Oh yes I would..."
Logan growled. "I AM GOIN' AND I WON'T HAVE A BUNCH OF SISSY'S LIKE YOU STOPPIN' ME!" Storm sparked him with a small lightning bolt. "Logan calm down! You know that we need some one to stay here and meanwhile you seem to have forgotten who we're up against and that YOU ARE FILLED WITH METAL!" Logan winced momentarily as he felt small jolts of electricity surge through his body. Maybe Storm had forgotten that metal conducts electricity...Probably not... "Well what am I supposed to be doing *here*! Makin' sure that the plane doesn't get lonely?" Logan yelled again, a little louder than he had meant to. Storm sighed. "You know that we can't leave the jet here unmanned! Its our only way off of this island and were gonna definitely need it.", she said. Logan glared at her and then sat down at the controls. "Hmph...stupid lightning bug..." he muttered. Storm shocked him again and heard him yelp to her satisfaction. "I heard that!". Scott grinned and jumped out of the plane. He loved it when Logan was ticked off...
Bobby felt his adrenaline surging as he slid along the thin rope of ice, trying to not think about what would happen if it broke. He couldn't resist looking down, which turned out to be a bad idea. You couldn't even see the bottom, nothing except for a unending, dark, black pit. His palms burned as the splintery ice ran along his hands and reopened his cuts from earlier. He held on for dear life even while blood trickled along his fingers and caused him to nearly slip. He sighed with relief as he jumped off and felt his feet touching solid ground. Bobby looked back at the still unmoving figures of Jubilee and Kitty. *It'll be best if they wait a while longer before choosing to show that they've woken up...* he thought. Suddenly he felt a gust of air and turned just in time to shield himself. *Oh shit.*
Magneto enjoyed watching Rogue suddenly loose her composure as she shook with anger. Her eyes flashing dangerously every time she spoke. "Don't you dare touch them..." she hissed. He smiled. *So young and naïve...* "Well there won't be any need to harm anyone as long as you cooperate with me...well at least not right away anyways..." he paused to brush off a thin dust from his suit and continued lazily, "You'll find out soon enough what I need you to do for me..." He turned and began to walk away, his heels clicking in an irritably sharp fashion when he felt his legs being knocked out from beneath him and he fell backwards. Rogue grinned as she felt he bare foot connect with his bare skin and energy surged through her. She felt...powerful. It was a wonderful feeling and she felt her metal chains loosening and finally snapping. They were nearly off when suddenly she felt the power draining. Her foot was no longer touching his skin! Magneto had regained his composure and threw Rogue against the wall. Magneto had raised his hands and was controlling the long metal chains as they swished through the air like whips and they flew backwards to strike her. She braced herself, but the feeling never came. Instead she felt warmth spread around her as the chains were quickly enveloped in flames and disenegrated into dripping molten silver.
"You shouldn't hurt them..." John said coldly. Magneto sighed. *Teenagers...* "Pyro stop acting like a fool. I won't hurt them- well at least not her..." John glared for a second and looked quickly at Rogue. "Fine. You know you really need to stop using those chains though, I mean this isn't the middle age-". Magneto groaned. *There he goes again...talking, talking, talking*. Magneto reshaped the chains into thin silver plates that bubbled around her hands and stuck themselves soundly to the thick stone wall. "...Magneto we have a problem with the pri- Aaarrrrrrrgh!" screamed a strange female voice from the radio clipped the wall. Magneto turned and walked out of the room. He glanced over his shoulder at John and shouted, "Watch her...and don't try anything funny!". John scowled. *Icey what have you gotten yourself into now?*
Bobby ducked as he felt someone's arm graze his shoulder and saw it make contact with the hard stone wall. Bobby winced but Mystique didn't even flinch as she punched him in the stomach and he flew backwards. He groaned as he felt a stream of dark blood trickling from the side of his mouth and he saw Mystique poised in midair, ready to knock him unconscious. He rolled just in time to dodge the blow and shot a stream of ice that she easily avoided. She pulled a thin dart full of green fluid from her belt and ran threw it at Bobby. He winced as he felt the metal puncture his skin and groaned as he pulled it from his arm. Mystique looked confused and then noticed that the pulsing green fluid had frozen solidly and still remained inside the dart. She ran forwards and kicked Bobby squarely in the face before he could even react. He collapsed to the ground and she smirked contentedly. "You stupid child..." She pulled out another dart and leaned over his limp figure. She smiled but suddenly her eyes widened as he flipped over and threw the dart with all his force into her neck. She fainted as the green fluid began to run into her bloodstream from the no longer frozen dart and she felt the tempting pull of unconsciousness.
"You know...He's not what he seems. He's not really evi-". John was cut off by an irritated Rogue. "Why did you leave?". John flinched. *Wow...wasn't expecting that question...* He looked at Rogue sadly. "You have no idea...do you?" He almost whispered. "You and Bobby were always the ones that were content with staying behind and laying low and never touching those poor humans...But I'm tired of just waiting and standing around. I've tried long enough to hold back. I won't anymore." John said. Rogue looked at him incredulously, "Look John that doesn't mean that you can kill innocent people! It may seem hard but if you would just be patient-". "I'm tired of being patient! I lived with being unwanted by my own parents. I lived with being sent to a separate school and away from my home! I watched as my own friends were treated like convicts but I won't take it anymore! I tried lying low in Australia and at Xavier's but I won't take it anymore! I'm going to fight for what we deserve- being treated like *normal* people! And you know me well enough that I won't go so far as to kill innocent people." John yelled, his Aussie accent overriding his normal speech. "I'm tired of this...It's time I took a stand."
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Secrets
Rogue shivered as she felt cold, iron chains strapped around her wrists. *Damnit...Not again...* she thought angrily. *Why me- but wait! It's not just me! Bobby and J-* She stopped in mid thought as a tall shadowy figure appeared in the doorway. She recognized the long cloak and the staccato steps, but she didn't fully realize who it was that was walking towards her until she saw a pair of cold blue eyes. Magneto stopped a few feet from her huddled form while another shadow appeared in the doorway. "So you've finally woken up Rogue...yes, I see that you wonder why I call you that. You have much to learn. Much to gain once you realize the pride that we will someday be able to feel once we are no longer considered abnormal." Magneto paused and smirked for a moment then continued, "I see that you believe I need you for the same reason as our...previous encounter. But do not worry, I have a different goal this time...". Rogue glared at those horrible blue eyes wondering briefly how they could be so different from Bobby's- sparkling and sometimes when he stood up for her icy- or Professor Xavier's- kind, forgiving, and full of wisdom. However, what intrigued her the most was that beneath the Magneto's harsh glaze she thought she saw a spark of sadness and remorse. She quickly shed the thought as she felt her entire body shake with anger.
"So you want me to help you again? Is that it? You know Logan is right about you. You're full of bull! Saying that you want to help the mutant cause... If you really thought that then you wouldn't have tried to kill me. You wouldn't have tried to kill all of the humans. And you wouldn't have left us at that godforsaken lake to drown! Ah would rather die than help *you*!", Rogue yelled, her southern accent now flying wildly as it echoed off of the steep, cavernous walls. The shadowy figure in the doorway shifted for a moment, as though taken off guard and then resumed it's composure. Rogue stared for a moment at Magneto, expecting him to lash out at her, to wince, but instead he did the thing that would've been her last guess in the world. He laughed. It was a low, vibrating laugh that filled the room, and he spoke, "I thought that you might protest helping *me* but, my! How feisty! How that boy ever handles *you*...". Rogue sent Magneto one of her deadly glares- the type that everyone at Xavier's knew to look out for and stay away from. Anger blurred her vision and she struggled against her bonds. Magneto smirked. Finding people's weakest spots was easy enough, after that it was just a matter of pushing the right buttons... "Speaking of which...I believe that you will be more cooperative once you realize that it's not your life at stake right now..." Rogue blanched. "Y-You wouldn't...", she croaked. Magneto smiled. "Oh yes I would..."
Logan growled. "I AM GOIN' AND I WON'T HAVE A BUNCH OF SISSY'S LIKE YOU STOPPIN' ME!" Storm sparked him with a small lightning bolt. "Logan calm down! You know that we need some one to stay here and meanwhile you seem to have forgotten who we're up against and that YOU ARE FILLED WITH METAL!" Logan winced momentarily as he felt small jolts of electricity surge through his body. Maybe Storm had forgotten that metal conducts electricity...Probably not... "Well what am I supposed to be doing *here*! Makin' sure that the plane doesn't get lonely?" Logan yelled again, a little louder than he had meant to. Storm sighed. "You know that we can't leave the jet here unmanned! Its our only way off of this island and were gonna definitely need it.", she said. Logan glared at her and then sat down at the controls. "Hmph...stupid lightning bug..." he muttered. Storm shocked him again and heard him yelp to her satisfaction. "I heard that!". Scott grinned and jumped out of the plane. He loved it when Logan was ticked off...
Bobby felt his adrenaline surging as he slid along the thin rope of ice, trying to not think about what would happen if it broke. He couldn't resist looking down, which turned out to be a bad idea. You couldn't even see the bottom, nothing except for a unending, dark, black pit. His palms burned as the splintery ice ran along his hands and reopened his cuts from earlier. He held on for dear life even while blood trickled along his fingers and caused him to nearly slip. He sighed with relief as he jumped off and felt his feet touching solid ground. Bobby looked back at the still unmoving figures of Jubilee and Kitty. *It'll be best if they wait a while longer before choosing to show that they've woken up...* he thought. Suddenly he felt a gust of air and turned just in time to shield himself. *Oh shit.*
Magneto enjoyed watching Rogue suddenly loose her composure as she shook with anger. Her eyes flashing dangerously every time she spoke. "Don't you dare touch them..." she hissed. He smiled. *So young and naïve...* "Well there won't be any need to harm anyone as long as you cooperate with me...well at least not right away anyways..." he paused to brush off a thin dust from his suit and continued lazily, "You'll find out soon enough what I need you to do for me..." He turned and began to walk away, his heels clicking in an irritably sharp fashion when he felt his legs being knocked out from beneath him and he fell backwards. Rogue grinned as she felt he bare foot connect with his bare skin and energy surged through her. She felt...powerful. It was a wonderful feeling and she felt her metal chains loosening and finally snapping. They were nearly off when suddenly she felt the power draining. Her foot was no longer touching his skin! Magneto had regained his composure and threw Rogue against the wall. Magneto had raised his hands and was controlling the long metal chains as they swished through the air like whips and they flew backwards to strike her. She braced herself, but the feeling never came. Instead she felt warmth spread around her as the chains were quickly enveloped in flames and disenegrated into dripping molten silver.
"You shouldn't hurt them..." John said coldly. Magneto sighed. *Teenagers...* "Pyro stop acting like a fool. I won't hurt them- well at least not her..." John glared for a second and looked quickly at Rogue. "Fine. You know you really need to stop using those chains though, I mean this isn't the middle age-". Magneto groaned. *There he goes again...talking, talking, talking*. Magneto reshaped the chains into thin silver plates that bubbled around her hands and stuck themselves soundly to the thick stone wall. "...Magneto we have a problem with the pri- Aaarrrrrrrgh!" screamed a strange female voice from the radio clipped the wall. Magneto turned and walked out of the room. He glanced over his shoulder at John and shouted, "Watch her...and don't try anything funny!". John scowled. *Icey what have you gotten yourself into now?*
Bobby ducked as he felt someone's arm graze his shoulder and saw it make contact with the hard stone wall. Bobby winced but Mystique didn't even flinch as she punched him in the stomach and he flew backwards. He groaned as he felt a stream of dark blood trickling from the side of his mouth and he saw Mystique poised in midair, ready to knock him unconscious. He rolled just in time to dodge the blow and shot a stream of ice that she easily avoided. She pulled a thin dart full of green fluid from her belt and ran threw it at Bobby. He winced as he felt the metal puncture his skin and groaned as he pulled it from his arm. Mystique looked confused and then noticed that the pulsing green fluid had frozen solidly and still remained inside the dart. She ran forwards and kicked Bobby squarely in the face before he could even react. He collapsed to the ground and she smirked contentedly. "You stupid child..." She pulled out another dart and leaned over his limp figure. She smiled but suddenly her eyes widened as he flipped over and threw the dart with all his force into her neck. She fainted as the green fluid began to run into her bloodstream from the no longer frozen dart and she felt the tempting pull of unconsciousness.
"You know...He's not what he seems. He's not really evi-". John was cut off by an irritated Rogue. "Why did you leave?". John flinched. *Wow...wasn't expecting that question...* He looked at Rogue sadly. "You have no idea...do you?" He almost whispered. "You and Bobby were always the ones that were content with staying behind and laying low and never touching those poor humans...But I'm tired of just waiting and standing around. I've tried long enough to hold back. I won't anymore." John said. Rogue looked at him incredulously, "Look John that doesn't mean that you can kill innocent people! It may seem hard but if you would just be patient-". "I'm tired of being patient! I lived with being unwanted by my own parents. I lived with being sent to a separate school and away from my home! I watched as my own friends were treated like convicts but I won't take it anymore! I tried lying low in Australia and at Xavier's but I won't take it anymore! I'm going to fight for what we deserve- being treated like *normal* people! And you know me well enough that I won't go so far as to kill innocent people." John yelled, his Aussie accent overriding his normal speech. "I'm tired of this...It's time I took a stand."
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