The first thing that hit Rogue when she woke up was the smell. A god-
awful smell that was a mixture of sweat, urine, blood, and the smell that
all hospitals have, but unfortunately she wasn't in a hospital she was in a
prison. Realizing this she quickly got to her feet only to fall back to the
ground. She was still dizzy from whatever Mystique had slipped into her
orange juice. Her head was spinning she didn't understand what happened.
Where was Ororo, and what happened to Logan? Rogue lifted her hands to rub
her eyes only to find a thick sticky liquid covering her hands and arms.
Rogue tried desperately to wipe of the thick fluid that covered her arms
and hands but it was useless. Looking around from her spot on the ground
Rogue took her time in memorizing everything she could see. Their where
bars on three sides of her cell allowing her to see the other prisoners.
The cell to the right of her held a girl that looked like she was in her
mid twenties. She had long blue-black hair that was coated in mud. The girl
was lying on her back in the middle of her cell just staring at the ceiling
as if waiting for it to fall. Rogue slowly crawled closer to get a better
look. When she got closer Rogue gasped upon seeing how fragile she looked.
She was wearing what looked like a pale pink evening gown that went down to
her ankles. The dress was tattered and dirty with large rips in the soft
material.
The cell to the right of her was empty, but just beyond it held a man
that looked to be in his late 60's. Rogue felt herself pale. How could
someone be so cruel as to lock up someone so old in a place like this? He
looked to be on his deathbed!
"Hey you!" Someone whispered from the cell directly across from hers.
Rogue Jumped not expecting someone to be watching her. This was all so sudden Rogue was having a hard time accepting that this was real. Turning herself to see who was calling to her Rogue dragged herself to the font of her cage. Why weren't her legs moving? They felt lifeless as if she had dead arm only in her legs.
"You're the new girl they've been talking about." This was said as a statement instead of a question. "The names Jay."
"Rogue." she croaked out in a harsh whisper. Looking him over Rogue guessed that he was about 18 but it was hard to tell with the bruises that covered what she could see of his face and arms. If he was standing he looked like he could be at least 6'2. His hair was dirty and hung limp around his face but Rogue could tell that if it was washed it could be a lighter blond than Bobby's. Bobby! Where were the rest of the x-men? Had they been captured too? "Do ya' know if there were any otha's that came in the same tahm (time) as me?"
"Yeah some Lady they say can control the weather and another guy that they keep in the back with the workers. I don't know what his powers are but he sure is lucky to go strait into the working wing." Rogue slumped against the bars. That meant that Logan was captured too. " What's so great abou' the Working wing?"
"Your accent. Are you from Mississippi?" Rogue nodded "I thought so, I was always good with accents. Anyway the work wing, the work wing is for the Mutants who have a mutation like super strength, fast healing, and things like that. Their lucky cause all they have to do is move boulders and stuff, they almost never get put on the slab table, you know get experimented on." Rogue could see him shudder. "That's what we're for." As if to prove his point he lifted up is left sleeve to reveal a row of four holes exactly the same size.
"How long yah been here?"
"I think about a month and four days but I'm not to sure. They don't really give us calendars to put on are cell walls." He answered coldly
"Ah'm sorry" Rogue said dumbly.
"Its not your fault, you didn't put me here. Plus you're in the same boat."
"Are we in Area 51?"
"No, from what I hear that place has been abandoned for about two months now." Must have shut down the place after we escaped Rogue thought grimly.
"How do yah know all this? Ah wouldn't think you'd get much info being in a cell and all."
"Dr. Phill has a tendency to talk to himself before he starts the experiments." As he said this his eyes got a far away look to them. "Where at a place called MT11 somewhere in Arizona."
Rogue heard a loud slam of a heavy door. All of a sudden all of the mutants quickly shuffled to the back of their cells to hide. Out of fear Rogue crawled to the back of her cell. She watched as two men in white coats and three men in black suits one who was carrying what looked like a body came up to the empty cell two her left. Opening the door they dropped the body unceremoniously to the ground. One of the men in black suits came and banged on Rogue's cage.
"Your next mutie.'" He sneered
When they left Rogue as quickly as she could drag herself over to see whom the unfortunate person was. Rogue gasped pone seeing the splash of white hair. It was Ororo.
A/N I'm Back! Hurray for me! Again I' m sorry for the late updates but it took along time to get settled into my new house. And I finally got a new computer so I don't have to use my parents anymore. So that probably means more updates soon. Thanks for those of you who actually read this story I really appreciate it.
"Hey you!" Someone whispered from the cell directly across from hers.
Rogue Jumped not expecting someone to be watching her. This was all so sudden Rogue was having a hard time accepting that this was real. Turning herself to see who was calling to her Rogue dragged herself to the font of her cage. Why weren't her legs moving? They felt lifeless as if she had dead arm only in her legs.
"You're the new girl they've been talking about." This was said as a statement instead of a question. "The names Jay."
"Rogue." she croaked out in a harsh whisper. Looking him over Rogue guessed that he was about 18 but it was hard to tell with the bruises that covered what she could see of his face and arms. If he was standing he looked like he could be at least 6'2. His hair was dirty and hung limp around his face but Rogue could tell that if it was washed it could be a lighter blond than Bobby's. Bobby! Where were the rest of the x-men? Had they been captured too? "Do ya' know if there were any otha's that came in the same tahm (time) as me?"
"Yeah some Lady they say can control the weather and another guy that they keep in the back with the workers. I don't know what his powers are but he sure is lucky to go strait into the working wing." Rogue slumped against the bars. That meant that Logan was captured too. " What's so great abou' the Working wing?"
"Your accent. Are you from Mississippi?" Rogue nodded "I thought so, I was always good with accents. Anyway the work wing, the work wing is for the Mutants who have a mutation like super strength, fast healing, and things like that. Their lucky cause all they have to do is move boulders and stuff, they almost never get put on the slab table, you know get experimented on." Rogue could see him shudder. "That's what we're for." As if to prove his point he lifted up is left sleeve to reveal a row of four holes exactly the same size.
"How long yah been here?"
"I think about a month and four days but I'm not to sure. They don't really give us calendars to put on are cell walls." He answered coldly
"Ah'm sorry" Rogue said dumbly.
"Its not your fault, you didn't put me here. Plus you're in the same boat."
"Are we in Area 51?"
"No, from what I hear that place has been abandoned for about two months now." Must have shut down the place after we escaped Rogue thought grimly.
"How do yah know all this? Ah wouldn't think you'd get much info being in a cell and all."
"Dr. Phill has a tendency to talk to himself before he starts the experiments." As he said this his eyes got a far away look to them. "Where at a place called MT11 somewhere in Arizona."
Rogue heard a loud slam of a heavy door. All of a sudden all of the mutants quickly shuffled to the back of their cells to hide. Out of fear Rogue crawled to the back of her cell. She watched as two men in white coats and three men in black suits one who was carrying what looked like a body came up to the empty cell two her left. Opening the door they dropped the body unceremoniously to the ground. One of the men in black suits came and banged on Rogue's cage.
"Your next mutie.'" He sneered
When they left Rogue as quickly as she could drag herself over to see whom the unfortunate person was. Rogue gasped pone seeing the splash of white hair. It was Ororo.
A/N I'm Back! Hurray for me! Again I' m sorry for the late updates but it took along time to get settled into my new house. And I finally got a new computer so I don't have to use my parents anymore. So that probably means more updates soon. Thanks for those of you who actually read this story I really appreciate it.