"The Bolds are stressed."

-Telepathic speaking-

Italics like this are the flash backs

"This is Pietro speaking quickly."

These are Rogue remembering what people have said....

Self Possessed Rietro Style: Part Four

Last time; Finally, Mystique pinned Rogue into the wall, holding the teenager in a painful head lock. "Fine Rogue, if you won't look, then I'll show you." Mystique said. Her free arm took one of Rogue's gloves off, and then grasped Rogue's bare hand in her own; and focused on her memories that she wanted to show Rogue.

Mystique let go of Rogue and let Rogue transform back to her own body. Rogue let out a scream as more memories hit her.

A four year old little girl, sat alone on a bench. Her hair falling around her shoulders in thick auburn curls. The only parts of her hair that weren't curly, were the straight white streaks in front.

Her pale skin was almost deathly white, and her green eyes sparkled with tears of sadness as she stared at the floor.

"Hello Marie." A tall woman with brown hair said as she bent down to look at 'Marie'. "My name is Raven Darkholme. I've just adopted you." The woman said kindly.

Marie looked up at her, and stared blankly at the woman, while tears fell down her cheeks. "O-o-okay..." Marie said shakily as she wiped her tears away with the back of her arms.

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Rogue clutched her head, as she remembered being adopted by Mystique, and moving into Irene's house. Tears filled Rogue's eyes, as she remembered it all and realized who she really was...who Risty, and Mystique really, truly were...and what that meant.....

Rogue shook her head furiously. "No! This can't be! It's a lie! It's gotta be a lie! Yer lyin' ta meh! These can't be real! They're an illusion! They just hafta be!" Rogue shouted, as she moved away from Mystique.

"No, Rogue, I can help you...if you'll let me." Mystique said, she reached her hand out towards Rogue.

"-NO!-" Rogue shouted outloud and telepathically. She turned around and dashed out of the alley and down the street again. Mystique went to follow but stopped at the end of the alley way.

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Pietro came to a skidding stop again. "-NO!-" He heard Rogue scream, both outloud and inside his head. He turned around and ran towards where the scream come from. By the time he got there, Rogue was gone, but Mystique stood completely still; the blue mutant stared blankly at the spot her daughter had stood only a moment ago.

"Where's Rogue!?" Pietro asked her. But Mystique only mumbled something incoherent under her breath. "What?!"

Mystique turned walked into the alley before she leaned her back against a wall, and slid down it.

Pietro looked confusingly at his so said leader; as she broke into tears, mumbling something about ruining her children's lives and how she shouldn't have ever given either up.

Pietro frowned, this wasn't going to get him any closer to Rogue. Pietro scanned the street and then the alleyway. On the ground, near Mystique, was one of Rogue gloves. Pietro ran over and picked it up. It was the right hand glove… that meant Rogue was running around in a panic, with one arm bare, and her hand on the other arm bare. That wasn't good.... None of this was good. But this made things worse.

Pietro ran in the direction he guessed that Rogue had gone, leaving the broken Mystique to herself, to contemplate everything she'd done over the years. He only hoped that he had the right direction.

Pietro soon found Sabertooth and Wolverine fighting. He knew immediately that it was really Rogue and Wolverine fighting. Pietro was about to intervene when a red blast hit Rogue/Sabertooth and sent her flying into an old ware house.

"No!" Pietro shouted. He got ready to run after her.

But was stopped when Wolverine grabbed the back of his collar and held him off the ground.

"Alright speedy gonzalez, what's goin' on?" Wolverine asked coldly. He figured that Pietro knew what was happening, since he was about to run after Rogue.

Pietro gulped and looked over at him. "How am I supposed to know!? All I know is that I was at the concert, Rogue was there, she absorbed some people and then started to turn into other people. I've been running all over the city trying to find her!" Pietro replied angrily, as he tried so hard to get free of Wolverine's grasp. What was it with people and grabbing him today? "I want to help her! LET GO! I HAVE TO HELP HER NOW!!" Pietro shouted struggling to get free.

"Calm down Gonzalez. We will get her." Wolverine said, dropping Pietro, who fell to the ground with a thump. Wolverine walked towards the warehouse. "Gonzalez, Cyke! Come on. We ain't got all night." Wolverine shouted over his shoulder, as he walked away, his claws coming out of his fists.

Pietro and Scott followed him to the whole in the wall of the ware house.

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