To Touch Is To Heal
by: QuasiAngel
Disclaimer: Evo belong to Marvel... I'm just using them in an evil plot to make animated character do what I please... -and I'm not making any money off of it, so HA!
Chapter 8- (What about me?)
She hesitated at first, but walked through the thresh-hold anyway. Even though she could not remember Lance and all of his characteristics, she could tell he had something important to tell her, she asked with a curious tone.
Lance sighed and walked towards his bed, pushing the blankets and clothes to the floor and motioned for her sit. She closed the door behind her and sat the bag she brought up with her on the floor. She sat next to him facing him indian style.
It's about us. Me, you, everyone you've come in contact with in the past 15 hours. It might be a little confusing at first. I just want you to promise me you won't freak out, he paused to wait for a reaction, Rogue, please.
Ok Lance, she said to him, looking into his eyes and taking his hand in her covered one, Go ahead.
He sighed again, You know that skin problem I told you about? she nodded and unconsciously squeezed a little tighter, Well, it's not a skin condition. It's a mutation.
She cocked her head to the side, but didn't say anything.
Ok, let me explain. You were born with something called the X gene. People with the X gene have certain abilities that humans don't. That's why you're at the Xavier Institute. What they do there is help people with the X gene control thier powers. The Professor, Logan and Ms. Munroe are all mutants. They call themselves the X-men. You're one of them.
Confusion was written all over her face, What kind of abilities?
Well, the Professor is a telepath. Ororo can control the weather. They call her Storm. And Logan has superior healing abilites and claws. His code name is Wolverine, he paused, letting it all sink in, There are people at the institute that can walk through walls, shoot lasers out of thier eyes, turn into dogs. You name it, he paused again, And we are all mutants too, Roguey, he said, squeezing her hand lightly.
All of you guys?
Yeah. Pietro can run at the speed of light, he calls himself Quicksilver. Tabby is Boom Boom. She can form small firecrackers with her hands. Todd as amphibious abilities, we call him Toad. Freddy is the Blob, he has super human strength. And- he looked into her eyes, And I'm Avalanche. I can create earth tremors.
How come you don't live with the Professor?
It's a really long story. Our beliefs on how our abilities are to be used are very different.
They sat there for a long time. Thier hands were still together, but now their fingers were entwined tightly and Lance's free hand was now on top of thiers.
What about me?
His heart sunk. He didn't want to tell her. He didn't want her to relive the horror of knowing she can't touch a human being. Last night and this morning she was so happy. Even for being in the state she is in. He loved having her around. No, she wasn't the same Rogue, but she was there.
He looked up at her, Well, your ability is to absorb the memory of anyone you touch. If you touch a mutant, you absorb thier powers for a short time too. And if you touch to long, you absorb their life too, rendering most people inconscience.
She dropped her head and immediatly tugged her hands away from his. Small tremors rocked her body as the revelation sunk in.
Why didn't you tell me? Instead, you lied to me! Ah trusted you Lance! And what if Ah touched someone? What if-
He leaned towards her, slowly slipped his hands up her covered arms and resting them on her shoulders. At first she flinched, but eventually leaned into his chest, letting his arms envelope her as she cried.
Roguey, I'm sorry. I- he didn't know what to say. He hated hurting her like this. He knew it could have been avoided, but he didn't think about that. He just took it as it went came, not one step at a time like he wished he had.
Slowly, her tears began to slow down. She didn't know which was worse: finding out she couldn't touch or knowing that Lance held something like that from her. She rose her head from his chest and looked him in the eye. He looked at her with his pleading ones. Then he mouthed the words, I'm sorry'.
Um, Ah'm gonna go to my room and think about things, okay? The Professor brought me some clothes and some of my stuff. I think Ah'm gonna go through some of that for awhile, she released herself from his warm grasp, leaned over and picked up her bag, He also gave me some money to give to you for all the trouble.
She was about to pull the cash out of the front pocket of the bag, but he stopped her, Hold on to it. We'll go get dinner later, okay? Just the two of us?
Okay. Well, she stood up with her bag in hand, Ah'll be in my room. Ah'll see ya, Lance.
Rogue spent the rest of the day in her room. She started to go through her things. They had brought her several pairs of black and green articles of clothing, much like the ones she arrived in. Also in her bag was some very dark make-up, an Anne Rice novel, and a sketch book. She had deposited her clothes in her closet and placed her sketch pad and make-up on her night table. Then she settled down on her bed and began to read The Vampire Lestat'. She really wasn't in the mood to read. She had too much on her mind at the time. Mostly thoughts of Lance. She knew he was trying to hide her mutation from her because of how she'd react, but it still wasn't right. She had a right to know! For some reason, she couldn't stay mad at him. She loved talking to him and confiding in him. She was thankful that he took her in and believed what she told him. She felt safe with him. She felt safe when she held his hand and she felt safe when he was holding her, even if she was mad at him. She wasn't sure of these feelings stemmed from their time together before her amnesia or if they just developed since she arrived. All she knew was that she was happy. She dreaded going back with the Professor.
Just as that though popped into her head, she heard a knock.
Come in.
The door slowly opened at light poured into the dark room. A sillouette of a thin teenaged boy appeared, Lance told me not to bother you, but we were wondering if you'd like to come down and play some Monopoly with us.
To be continued-
