Rogue turned her head to look over her other shoulder and tried to elbow
her captor with her free arm. He dodged and caught it instead, leaving
both her arms redundant. Desperately, she kicked out with both her legs
into Pyro's back, giving Bobby an advantage and her some momentum to push
her own problem backwards. He fell over, taking her with him. As they hit
the ground, she rolled to the side and tried to stand up. Just as she got
to her feet, her opponent grabbed the collar of her jacket and slammed her
into a wall.
Now they were face-to-face, Rogue recognised the guy who was with Pyro in the club, and he was just as breathtaking up close. Now she could see that his eyes were really red irises on black sclera. Most people would've been freaked out by them, but she thought they were beautiful. He wore a long brown trench coat and gloves. That's why she hadn't been able to drain him.
She reached both her hands out to his face, even though only one was bare and tried to touch his skin. He recoiled and wrapped his own hands around her wrists, pinning them to the wall. All she could do now was stare into his eyes as he looked smugly into hers and moved closer.
"Rogue!" Bobby shouted from the other end of the alley. He had just thrown Pyro on top of a dumpster and was making his way towards them.
Her captor reached into his pocket while holding her bare hand to the wall and pulled out a playing card from his pocket. It started to glow. He threw it at Iceman and it exploded at his feet, making him fall over backwards. Bobby struggled to get up as his attacker pulled yet another glowing card from his coat. Grinning like a maniac, he aimed towards the boy on the floor.
Taking a deep breath, Rogue stood on her tip-toes and kissed him. The card dropped from his hand and he kissed her back, not realising what the real reason was until it was too late. As the veins on his face started to bulge, he pushed her away but it had been enough to disable him for a short time. He fell to the floor, face first, groaning. She bent down and reached out her right hand to take some more energy, but Bobby stopped her.
"I think you two have done enough touching for one night," he said calmly, quickly taking back his hand before she could start to drain him as well.
Suddenly feeling off balance, Rouge reached out for something to grab to steady herself. She found a chain that was running across the wall of a building. Just like the playing cards, it started to glow. She pulled her hand and away from it and pushed Bobby to the floor as it exploded.
"Sorry" she said sheepishly, standing up. But that wasn't what her boyfriend was upset about. "Bobby, I'm sorry but I couldn't touch him and." she trailed off. No explanation was going to be good enough for him right now.
"We had better call the Institute before he feels like another try at us" Bobby said, suddenly taking charge.
He look towards the dumpster he had slammed John on top of and wasn't surprised to see that he had left. Then he grabbed some of the un-exploded chain from the wall and used it to tie their attacker's arms behind his back.
"He's still awake." Rogue pointed out, putting her glove back on. She was right, although barely conscious; he could probably hear everything that was going on. Luckily, he was still powerless to do anything about it.
Bobby finished tightening the chains and used his powers to cover them with ice, hopefully making them stronger. "I'd better call the school, get them to come pick him up. Stay here and watch him."
"Ok," she replied quietly. Then her boyfriend disappeared round the corner to find the nearest pay phone. She was left alone with the guy on the floor.
Like all the other people she had touched, a part of him was in her head. Their contact had been brief, so she hadn't gotten that much. She stood against the wall for at least fifteen minutes, waiting for Bobby and the X- Men, still looking at the guy on the floor. Although most of her thoughts were her own, some images flashed by that she didn't recognise. Some were of New Orleans, she had visited that city once. Then there were a few of a large island compound, she couldn't tell where. Then she saw a glimpse of Mystique, and John setting his clothes on fire. She jumped and was brought back to the real world when her attacker's body moved and he examined his surroundings with sleepy eyes. They found her own and the pair shared another stare.
"Y' got some kiss chere," he said drowsily. "Gambit give y' credit for dat." She tried to ignore him and looked around, hoping that Bobby would come back soon. He only laughed. "You dat Rogue one, de one who can't touch."
She whipped her head round at the mention of her name. She strode over towards his barely conscious form and crouched in front of him. "How do you know me?"
"Rogue, step away from him," said the Professor from behind her. She looked round and saw him, Bobby, Cyclops and Logan coming down the alley. She obeyed and went to join her boyfriend while Cyclops and Logan picked up her attacker from the floor.
"He's still conscious" Rogue said called out to them. Xavier motioned for them to bring him closer. Placing a hand on top of his head, the Professor looked down into his lap, obviously concentrating and going into the guy's mind. After a few moments, John's friend was out cold.
"Lets take him back to the school," the Professor said. Cyclops and Logan went ahead, the Professor followed them and Bobby and Rogue brought up the rear. She tried to hold Bobby's hand as they walked. He didn't reciprocate.
Now they were face-to-face, Rogue recognised the guy who was with Pyro in the club, and he was just as breathtaking up close. Now she could see that his eyes were really red irises on black sclera. Most people would've been freaked out by them, but she thought they were beautiful. He wore a long brown trench coat and gloves. That's why she hadn't been able to drain him.
She reached both her hands out to his face, even though only one was bare and tried to touch his skin. He recoiled and wrapped his own hands around her wrists, pinning them to the wall. All she could do now was stare into his eyes as he looked smugly into hers and moved closer.
"Rogue!" Bobby shouted from the other end of the alley. He had just thrown Pyro on top of a dumpster and was making his way towards them.
Her captor reached into his pocket while holding her bare hand to the wall and pulled out a playing card from his pocket. It started to glow. He threw it at Iceman and it exploded at his feet, making him fall over backwards. Bobby struggled to get up as his attacker pulled yet another glowing card from his coat. Grinning like a maniac, he aimed towards the boy on the floor.
Taking a deep breath, Rogue stood on her tip-toes and kissed him. The card dropped from his hand and he kissed her back, not realising what the real reason was until it was too late. As the veins on his face started to bulge, he pushed her away but it had been enough to disable him for a short time. He fell to the floor, face first, groaning. She bent down and reached out her right hand to take some more energy, but Bobby stopped her.
"I think you two have done enough touching for one night," he said calmly, quickly taking back his hand before she could start to drain him as well.
Suddenly feeling off balance, Rouge reached out for something to grab to steady herself. She found a chain that was running across the wall of a building. Just like the playing cards, it started to glow. She pulled her hand and away from it and pushed Bobby to the floor as it exploded.
"Sorry" she said sheepishly, standing up. But that wasn't what her boyfriend was upset about. "Bobby, I'm sorry but I couldn't touch him and." she trailed off. No explanation was going to be good enough for him right now.
"We had better call the Institute before he feels like another try at us" Bobby said, suddenly taking charge.
He look towards the dumpster he had slammed John on top of and wasn't surprised to see that he had left. Then he grabbed some of the un-exploded chain from the wall and used it to tie their attacker's arms behind his back.
"He's still awake." Rogue pointed out, putting her glove back on. She was right, although barely conscious; he could probably hear everything that was going on. Luckily, he was still powerless to do anything about it.
Bobby finished tightening the chains and used his powers to cover them with ice, hopefully making them stronger. "I'd better call the school, get them to come pick him up. Stay here and watch him."
"Ok," she replied quietly. Then her boyfriend disappeared round the corner to find the nearest pay phone. She was left alone with the guy on the floor.
Like all the other people she had touched, a part of him was in her head. Their contact had been brief, so she hadn't gotten that much. She stood against the wall for at least fifteen minutes, waiting for Bobby and the X- Men, still looking at the guy on the floor. Although most of her thoughts were her own, some images flashed by that she didn't recognise. Some were of New Orleans, she had visited that city once. Then there were a few of a large island compound, she couldn't tell where. Then she saw a glimpse of Mystique, and John setting his clothes on fire. She jumped and was brought back to the real world when her attacker's body moved and he examined his surroundings with sleepy eyes. They found her own and the pair shared another stare.
"Y' got some kiss chere," he said drowsily. "Gambit give y' credit for dat." She tried to ignore him and looked around, hoping that Bobby would come back soon. He only laughed. "You dat Rogue one, de one who can't touch."
She whipped her head round at the mention of her name. She strode over towards his barely conscious form and crouched in front of him. "How do you know me?"
"Rogue, step away from him," said the Professor from behind her. She looked round and saw him, Bobby, Cyclops and Logan coming down the alley. She obeyed and went to join her boyfriend while Cyclops and Logan picked up her attacker from the floor.
"He's still conscious" Rogue said called out to them. Xavier motioned for them to bring him closer. Placing a hand on top of his head, the Professor looked down into his lap, obviously concentrating and going into the guy's mind. After a few moments, John's friend was out cold.
"Lets take him back to the school," the Professor said. Cyclops and Logan went ahead, the Professor followed them and Bobby and Rogue brought up the rear. She tried to hold Bobby's hand as they walked. He didn't reciprocate.