(A/N: Yea....im back again with my annoying spelling and grammer....and
dodgey updateing times.....anyway, NO-ONE will want to read this fic after
you find out the...erm....erm....well, just read it, but I warn you...it's
slightley twisted. But thats Alistors emagionation for you.)
chapter two: Building a past.
Rogue woke up. She was in a hospital bed with a tag around her wrist. She looked around at the unfamiliar room, hearing the steady hum of an air conditioner. She bagan to panic because she couldn't remember anything at all besides what she had done since she woke up. She looked to each side of her, her breath catching and becoming more rapid as total fear set in. The doors swong open and a man walked in. He looked around 30 years old, with white hair, he was wearing a blue shirt and brown pants.
She looked at the man as he smiled to her and sat at the end of the bed, takeing her hand. She frowned, for some reason the feeling of skin-on-skin just didnt seem right. She opend her mouth to speak, but her voice wouldnt work.
"Ssssh." The man interupted. "It's alright Marie, your safe." The mans deep voice said.
"Marie?" She wisperd. Her head was spinning, and nothing made sence. "Who are you?" Her voice was tired, low and cracked.
"You don't remember?" The man stated, reather than asked.
"Ah don't remember anythin'" She said, tears now forming in her eyes.
The man shifted closer to her and cuped her cheek in his hand, and then picked up her left hand pointing to her ring.
"Im Eric, your husband." He started. "And you are Marie......"
"Wha am ah so confused." She said, rubbing her head and letting the tears slip. Why didn't she remember, it was so disstressing.
"You have a mental illness, and a week ago you blacked out, you had an episode, that left you in a coma, and seems to have left you with amnesia..... Ill get a doctor." He said, standing up and walking out of the room.
Rogue looked down to her hand and saw the gold band around her finger and then to the door. This didn't feel right.
When the doctor came in, he told Rogue that she had short term amnesia, and that her memories would come back to her with time, but also the memories that her mental illness produces will come through and confuse her, so she has to have a shot of clear blue liquid every night, before going to bed, and a shot of clear liquid whenever she feels confused. But if things get too bad, there was a dark, thick liquid that she had to have injected into her neck. Eric took Rogue to his mantion and showed her into her room, which she compleatley didnt recognise, and left her there, closeing the door behind him. Rogue sat down, uncomfortable on the bed and staired into space.
~*~*~*~ Meanwhyl.-
Eric walked across the hall and into his own room, he picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Pietro?" He paused. "Bring me Mastermind, and make it quick." He hing up and awaited his son.
Moments later Pietro was standing in the room, with the thin and messy looking man who Magneto had gotten to take Rogues memories away before. Magneto stood up and walked over to the fire place. He dismissed Pietro and looked at Mastermind.
"I need you to get to work emidiatley. Her mind is compleatley blank, so you have a clean area to work with. She must believe that she is my wife, and that she has a mental illness, we don't want a repeat of what happend last week. You must make sure that she has no memory of her entier life as the mutant named Rogue. she will be very powerfull...... She is so powerfull that even I wont be able to controle her if she turns on me. Do you understand?"
"Yes Magneto. Ill start now shall I?"
"Yes. And remember. I wan't this doing corectley, I have the ultimate weapon in my grasps, and I dont want it getting away."
"Ofcorse." The man said, placeing his fingers together and lookeng at the powerfull mutant that stood infront of him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kitty sat on a chair, upside down, sniffleing and wipeing tears from her eyes as she hung her feet over the back of the chair. Jean walked up to her and stood over her.
"Are you alwright?" She ast softley.
"No." She sniffled out. "My life is over.... Lance dumped me."
"That dosent mean that your life is over kitty." Jean said warmley as Kate skipped over and placed her hand on Jeans and smiled up at the red-head and kneeled down infront of the upside down Kathrine Pryde. Kates eyes glased over and turned blue.
"Don't worry Miss Kitty, your not meant to be with Lance..... he's calling you, he wants to get back together with you..... but don't. The new one is nicer than Lance.... and he's closer aswell." Kate said and handed Kitty the phone as it rang. "Tell him no." Kate said, then got up and began to skip away, her eyes turning emerald green, so she spone to Jean. "Thers somebody at the door Miss Grey." Kate turned around and walked off into the kitchen, getting a hug from Amanda, who was staying with Kurt for the day.
Jean turned to the door, and jumped as she heard a knock. She walked towards it and opend the door, seeing a girl that looked strangley familiar, but not quite. She had pale skin, and emerald green eyes, coverd in blue eyeshadow, and white eyeliner. The woman smiled awkwardley at the red head, and pushed back some chin-length black strands of hair behing her ear.
"Hi, Im hear to see...err" She looked at a peice of paper in her hands. " Err... Proffeser Xavior...." She said quietley.
Jean steped aside and offerd a warm smile at the woman, who was wearing a figure comfy leather coat, and pants, with stiletto heeld boots. Her hair was tied up in a bun, held in place by two black, gothic-looking chopsticks. The woman looked around 24, and was holding a large black sack, probabley filled with clothes.
"And your name is?" Jean ast, as she headed towards Xaviors office.
"Oh, im sorry. My name is Teren.... Teren Whyet." The woman replied.
Alistor chose that moment to hop down the stairs, and stop at the beuty in the hallway. His jaw dropped, seeing the woman who looked so much like his best friend, Marie- no Rogue. He took in a breath and the woman looked at him.
"Something wrong honny?" She said, raising an eyebrow.
"N-N-no. You....you just look like someone....someone I know-knew." He said, correcting himself.
"Oh." The woman said with a quick flash of a smile. Teren walked over to the office which Jean was standing at and walked inside, takeing in the rich look of the whole building as she walked through it. The double doors behind her closed, and Teren found herself looking at a balled man in a wheelchair.
"Hello Miss Whyet....I take it your hear, following a lead of a cirtain familie member?" Charles said with a welcoming smile.
"How did you...."
"Im a telapath. You do realise where you are don't you?"
"Yea, the mutant school thats all over the news." She said withought emotion.
"That is correct......But, your not a mutant...are you?"
"No proffeser Xavior. But, Ive been lead to believe that, the girl im looking for, is a mutant."
"Ah. yes, Your litle trip around Mississippi.... allot of stories I see. Most of which are empty...but the one which brought you hear....that one is the truth. Your sister, did live hear." Charls' face lost the smile. "But, Im afraid she's no longer hear."
Teren adjusted herself in the chair that she was now sitting on. "Please Proffeser, I have to find her, she's the onley one left..."
"Im sorry Miss Whyet. But,..... Our Rogue, your sister, unfortunatley passed away, 6 months ago."
Taren closed her eyes and sighed. She had come so far, and learnt so much about her familie that she never met....and all to have the 12 years that she had speant searching her past, torn away, wasted. She was 6 months too late.
"H....How?" Teren ast quietley, her voice shakey.
"It wasn't pleasent." Charles said quietley.
"SHIT! all this time....God, Ive spent so many years of my life on this. Now thers no-one left, Its just me." She said with tears in her eyes. The dissapointmeant even stronger than when she found out that both her mother and her father were dead, because the search was over. There was a knock at the door, and the small form of the 6 year old put her head around the door, her long blond curles falling to the side.
"I need to talk to you prowfesser....on your own." Kate said quietley, her eyes were a bright emerald green, and glowing slightley.
~*~*~*~*~
Rogue sat on the bed, just breathing, her head was blank, and withought knowing it, she reached for something around her neck.... something long....important, special in someway. She found nothing, and looked to her chest as if she was expecting to see something there. 'What am ah lookin fer?........damn it, if ah could just remember.' Rogue's eyes snapped open when her door unlatched, revieling the scrauney form of the mutant named Mastermind. He was creepy looking, and gave Rogue the da-ja-vous feeling that you somethimes get.
(A/N Before you say anything.....SEPERATE ROOMS! YES THEY ARE IN SEPERATE ROOMS! Even I couldn't bring myself to write them like a normal married couple could i! Oh, and Mags looks around 30 cos' of that machine thingy that he stole and got into.... it did make him younger right? Well for my stories sake it did. How old is Mags anyway? If anyone can tell me, Ill give you a free date with Alistor......and a cookie....im not stingey..)
chapter two: Building a past.
Rogue woke up. She was in a hospital bed with a tag around her wrist. She looked around at the unfamiliar room, hearing the steady hum of an air conditioner. She bagan to panic because she couldn't remember anything at all besides what she had done since she woke up. She looked to each side of her, her breath catching and becoming more rapid as total fear set in. The doors swong open and a man walked in. He looked around 30 years old, with white hair, he was wearing a blue shirt and brown pants.
She looked at the man as he smiled to her and sat at the end of the bed, takeing her hand. She frowned, for some reason the feeling of skin-on-skin just didnt seem right. She opend her mouth to speak, but her voice wouldnt work.
"Ssssh." The man interupted. "It's alright Marie, your safe." The mans deep voice said.
"Marie?" She wisperd. Her head was spinning, and nothing made sence. "Who are you?" Her voice was tired, low and cracked.
"You don't remember?" The man stated, reather than asked.
"Ah don't remember anythin'" She said, tears now forming in her eyes.
The man shifted closer to her and cuped her cheek in his hand, and then picked up her left hand pointing to her ring.
"Im Eric, your husband." He started. "And you are Marie......"
"Wha am ah so confused." She said, rubbing her head and letting the tears slip. Why didn't she remember, it was so disstressing.
"You have a mental illness, and a week ago you blacked out, you had an episode, that left you in a coma, and seems to have left you with amnesia..... Ill get a doctor." He said, standing up and walking out of the room.
Rogue looked down to her hand and saw the gold band around her finger and then to the door. This didn't feel right.
When the doctor came in, he told Rogue that she had short term amnesia, and that her memories would come back to her with time, but also the memories that her mental illness produces will come through and confuse her, so she has to have a shot of clear blue liquid every night, before going to bed, and a shot of clear liquid whenever she feels confused. But if things get too bad, there was a dark, thick liquid that she had to have injected into her neck. Eric took Rogue to his mantion and showed her into her room, which she compleatley didnt recognise, and left her there, closeing the door behind him. Rogue sat down, uncomfortable on the bed and staired into space.
~*~*~*~ Meanwhyl.-
Eric walked across the hall and into his own room, he picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Pietro?" He paused. "Bring me Mastermind, and make it quick." He hing up and awaited his son.
Moments later Pietro was standing in the room, with the thin and messy looking man who Magneto had gotten to take Rogues memories away before. Magneto stood up and walked over to the fire place. He dismissed Pietro and looked at Mastermind.
"I need you to get to work emidiatley. Her mind is compleatley blank, so you have a clean area to work with. She must believe that she is my wife, and that she has a mental illness, we don't want a repeat of what happend last week. You must make sure that she has no memory of her entier life as the mutant named Rogue. she will be very powerfull...... She is so powerfull that even I wont be able to controle her if she turns on me. Do you understand?"
"Yes Magneto. Ill start now shall I?"
"Yes. And remember. I wan't this doing corectley, I have the ultimate weapon in my grasps, and I dont want it getting away."
"Ofcorse." The man said, placeing his fingers together and lookeng at the powerfull mutant that stood infront of him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kitty sat on a chair, upside down, sniffleing and wipeing tears from her eyes as she hung her feet over the back of the chair. Jean walked up to her and stood over her.
"Are you alwright?" She ast softley.
"No." She sniffled out. "My life is over.... Lance dumped me."
"That dosent mean that your life is over kitty." Jean said warmley as Kate skipped over and placed her hand on Jeans and smiled up at the red-head and kneeled down infront of the upside down Kathrine Pryde. Kates eyes glased over and turned blue.
"Don't worry Miss Kitty, your not meant to be with Lance..... he's calling you, he wants to get back together with you..... but don't. The new one is nicer than Lance.... and he's closer aswell." Kate said and handed Kitty the phone as it rang. "Tell him no." Kate said, then got up and began to skip away, her eyes turning emerald green, so she spone to Jean. "Thers somebody at the door Miss Grey." Kate turned around and walked off into the kitchen, getting a hug from Amanda, who was staying with Kurt for the day.
Jean turned to the door, and jumped as she heard a knock. She walked towards it and opend the door, seeing a girl that looked strangley familiar, but not quite. She had pale skin, and emerald green eyes, coverd in blue eyeshadow, and white eyeliner. The woman smiled awkwardley at the red head, and pushed back some chin-length black strands of hair behing her ear.
"Hi, Im hear to see...err" She looked at a peice of paper in her hands. " Err... Proffeser Xavior...." She said quietley.
Jean steped aside and offerd a warm smile at the woman, who was wearing a figure comfy leather coat, and pants, with stiletto heeld boots. Her hair was tied up in a bun, held in place by two black, gothic-looking chopsticks. The woman looked around 24, and was holding a large black sack, probabley filled with clothes.
"And your name is?" Jean ast, as she headed towards Xaviors office.
"Oh, im sorry. My name is Teren.... Teren Whyet." The woman replied.
Alistor chose that moment to hop down the stairs, and stop at the beuty in the hallway. His jaw dropped, seeing the woman who looked so much like his best friend, Marie- no Rogue. He took in a breath and the woman looked at him.
"Something wrong honny?" She said, raising an eyebrow.
"N-N-no. You....you just look like someone....someone I know-knew." He said, correcting himself.
"Oh." The woman said with a quick flash of a smile. Teren walked over to the office which Jean was standing at and walked inside, takeing in the rich look of the whole building as she walked through it. The double doors behind her closed, and Teren found herself looking at a balled man in a wheelchair.
"Hello Miss Whyet....I take it your hear, following a lead of a cirtain familie member?" Charles said with a welcoming smile.
"How did you...."
"Im a telapath. You do realise where you are don't you?"
"Yea, the mutant school thats all over the news." She said withought emotion.
"That is correct......But, your not a mutant...are you?"
"No proffeser Xavior. But, Ive been lead to believe that, the girl im looking for, is a mutant."
"Ah. yes, Your litle trip around Mississippi.... allot of stories I see. Most of which are empty...but the one which brought you hear....that one is the truth. Your sister, did live hear." Charls' face lost the smile. "But, Im afraid she's no longer hear."
Teren adjusted herself in the chair that she was now sitting on. "Please Proffeser, I have to find her, she's the onley one left..."
"Im sorry Miss Whyet. But,..... Our Rogue, your sister, unfortunatley passed away, 6 months ago."
Taren closed her eyes and sighed. She had come so far, and learnt so much about her familie that she never met....and all to have the 12 years that she had speant searching her past, torn away, wasted. She was 6 months too late.
"H....How?" Teren ast quietley, her voice shakey.
"It wasn't pleasent." Charles said quietley.
"SHIT! all this time....God, Ive spent so many years of my life on this. Now thers no-one left, Its just me." She said with tears in her eyes. The dissapointmeant even stronger than when she found out that both her mother and her father were dead, because the search was over. There was a knock at the door, and the small form of the 6 year old put her head around the door, her long blond curles falling to the side.
"I need to talk to you prowfesser....on your own." Kate said quietley, her eyes were a bright emerald green, and glowing slightley.
~*~*~*~*~
Rogue sat on the bed, just breathing, her head was blank, and withought knowing it, she reached for something around her neck.... something long....important, special in someway. She found nothing, and looked to her chest as if she was expecting to see something there. 'What am ah lookin fer?........damn it, if ah could just remember.' Rogue's eyes snapped open when her door unlatched, revieling the scrauney form of the mutant named Mastermind. He was creepy looking, and gave Rogue the da-ja-vous feeling that you somethimes get.
(A/N Before you say anything.....SEPERATE ROOMS! YES THEY ARE IN SEPERATE ROOMS! Even I couldn't bring myself to write them like a normal married couple could i! Oh, and Mags looks around 30 cos' of that machine thingy that he stole and got into.... it did make him younger right? Well for my stories sake it did. How old is Mags anyway? If anyone can tell me, Ill give you a free date with Alistor......and a cookie....im not stingey..)