Chapter 4: Rogue's Choice
Rogue didn't talk to Logan for the rest of the week. Everyday she went to the Prof to find out if he would help her and the Prof always said 'soon'. Every night she dreamt that dream, always the same and always the offer at the end. By Thursday night she was beginning to get annoyed with the Profs answer. That night Logan had arranged a Danger Room Session for the main team, which was overlooked by the Professor. The team consisted of Jean, Scott, Kitty, Kurt, Rogue and now Remy. At the end of the session the Prof came and talked to them, telling them each how to improve the use of their powers. Well each of them apart from Rogue. When he turned to go Rogue approached him, watched curiously by the rest of the team.
"Professor!" she called to him. He turned back to her, wheeling round to face her head on.
"Yes Rogue?" he asked preparing to answer her questions.
"Well Ah was wondering why ya never really comment on what Ah did today. When are ya gonna help me with mah powers?" she asked loud enough so the group could hear her. They watched on silently pretending not to listen.
"Rogue, we've discussed this. I can help you but later on. Not at this precise moment." He told her his calm face frowning slightly.
"Professor answer this truthfully. Can ya help me with mah powers?" she asked sternly.
"I believe that in time -" He answered but was cut off by Rogue.
"It's either yes or no. Will you ever be able to help me with mah powers?" she asked her voice rising in volume. The rest of the team winced at the tone she was using with someone who was helping her.
"I-"the Prof began but stopped and looked down into his lap. "No Rogue, I will never be able to help you to fully control your power."
"So you've been lying to me this whole time, saying that you would help me but never being able to." She asked shouting at full volume now. "Ah trusted ya and ya lied to me, Ah-"- she was cut off by Scott yanking her round to face him.
"Don't you ever talk to the Professor like that." He told her as the others nodded their agreement, "He took you in, tried to give you a home but all you care about is yourself and your powers." He yelled at her. Rogue pulled her arm out of his grip and stared at him.
"Do ya know what it is like to be me?" she asked coldly looking at all of her teammates. "Do ya know what it is like to never to be able to touch? And when Ah do touch can ya, imagine the pain that Ah feel when Ah hurt them? None of ya will ever know what its like to be me!" she shouted at them before turning on her heel and storming out. She didn't want to stay and look at them for any longer; she couldn't stand the way they were looking at her. Only when she reached the sanctuary of her room did she let the tears fall. She lay down on her bed, not bothering to change, and cried herself to sleep.
() Dreaming ()
Rogue moved through the mansion grounds towards the woods. She was back in her dream world. Every night this week she had had the dream. Her dream-self approached the edge of the woods, pausing as she did every time. She then walked on into the dark woods. She looked around the gloom and soon spotted the dark figure of the man. She went up to him. He reached out with an un-gloved hand and trailed his index finger down her check. She closed her eyes and sighed at the simplicity of the touch and how good it felt. She opened her eyes and looked up. She went up onto tiptoes as he leant down and their lips meet in a sweet kiss. She broke away and opened her eyes. She looked up into the now familiar eyes of her dream lover and smiled. She wanted this to be real not just in her dream but also in reality. She backed away from him and turned to the new silhouette of the man. She backed from him but tripped and fell. She sat on the forest floor looking up at the now familiar silhouette. Behind her the figure of Remy had stopped as if frozen on the spot. She turned to the new man.
"I can help you." He told her simply. She looked up at him.
"Who are ya?" she asked. He ignored her question.
"I can help you, I can give you what you crave." He told her. His voice was calm, deep and smooth. She looked up at him. "Take my hand and I can help you." He told her as he reached out. Rogue looked at the hand and then back at the man, hesitating.
Rogue didn't talk to Logan for the rest of the week. Everyday she went to the Prof to find out if he would help her and the Prof always said 'soon'. Every night she dreamt that dream, always the same and always the offer at the end. By Thursday night she was beginning to get annoyed with the Profs answer. That night Logan had arranged a Danger Room Session for the main team, which was overlooked by the Professor. The team consisted of Jean, Scott, Kitty, Kurt, Rogue and now Remy. At the end of the session the Prof came and talked to them, telling them each how to improve the use of their powers. Well each of them apart from Rogue. When he turned to go Rogue approached him, watched curiously by the rest of the team.
"Professor!" she called to him. He turned back to her, wheeling round to face her head on.
"Yes Rogue?" he asked preparing to answer her questions.
"Well Ah was wondering why ya never really comment on what Ah did today. When are ya gonna help me with mah powers?" she asked loud enough so the group could hear her. They watched on silently pretending not to listen.
"Rogue, we've discussed this. I can help you but later on. Not at this precise moment." He told her his calm face frowning slightly.
"Professor answer this truthfully. Can ya help me with mah powers?" she asked sternly.
"I believe that in time -" He answered but was cut off by Rogue.
"It's either yes or no. Will you ever be able to help me with mah powers?" she asked her voice rising in volume. The rest of the team winced at the tone she was using with someone who was helping her.
"I-"the Prof began but stopped and looked down into his lap. "No Rogue, I will never be able to help you to fully control your power."
"So you've been lying to me this whole time, saying that you would help me but never being able to." She asked shouting at full volume now. "Ah trusted ya and ya lied to me, Ah-"- she was cut off by Scott yanking her round to face him.
"Don't you ever talk to the Professor like that." He told her as the others nodded their agreement, "He took you in, tried to give you a home but all you care about is yourself and your powers." He yelled at her. Rogue pulled her arm out of his grip and stared at him.
"Do ya know what it is like to be me?" she asked coldly looking at all of her teammates. "Do ya know what it is like to never to be able to touch? And when Ah do touch can ya, imagine the pain that Ah feel when Ah hurt them? None of ya will ever know what its like to be me!" she shouted at them before turning on her heel and storming out. She didn't want to stay and look at them for any longer; she couldn't stand the way they were looking at her. Only when she reached the sanctuary of her room did she let the tears fall. She lay down on her bed, not bothering to change, and cried herself to sleep.
() Dreaming ()
Rogue moved through the mansion grounds towards the woods. She was back in her dream world. Every night this week she had had the dream. Her dream-self approached the edge of the woods, pausing as she did every time. She then walked on into the dark woods. She looked around the gloom and soon spotted the dark figure of the man. She went up to him. He reached out with an un-gloved hand and trailed his index finger down her check. She closed her eyes and sighed at the simplicity of the touch and how good it felt. She opened her eyes and looked up. She went up onto tiptoes as he leant down and their lips meet in a sweet kiss. She broke away and opened her eyes. She looked up into the now familiar eyes of her dream lover and smiled. She wanted this to be real not just in her dream but also in reality. She backed away from him and turned to the new silhouette of the man. She backed from him but tripped and fell. She sat on the forest floor looking up at the now familiar silhouette. Behind her the figure of Remy had stopped as if frozen on the spot. She turned to the new man.
"I can help you." He told her simply. She looked up at him.
"Who are ya?" she asked. He ignored her question.
"I can help you, I can give you what you crave." He told her. His voice was calm, deep and smooth. She looked up at him. "Take my hand and I can help you." He told her as he reached out. Rogue looked at the hand and then back at the man, hesitating.
