Buwahahahahahaha! I love it all! Now, be patient, students, for all shall
be revealed in good time! He he, I'm evil, aren't I? IT isn't going to be
fully explained until later chapters. An explanation might be in this
chapter, I'm not sure, depends on how the chapter goes and where I feel
like stopping it. =) So, here we go, oh, and Mercury Dream, Remy will, of
course, be in this chapter, a major part, actually^_^!
Chapter Four Part2
IT glided away from the base, making IT's way to the Xavier mansion. Rogue was fighting desperately, trying to reclaim control. With all the new personalities within her now, it was getting more and more difficult to stay above them, where she could at least monitor what IT was doing. She feared that if IT touched anybody else, her personality would be shoved down with the rest.
Of course, it didn't take long to get to the Xavier mansion, thanks to the newly absorbed Pietro. IT stared momentarily at the building, and Rogue foolishly thought that maybe IT had changed IT's mind. Of course, when did that ever happen? Maybe in some fan-fiction.
Thanks to the powers IT had absorbed from Mystique, and the information that IT had gained with absorbing, IT knew the perfect disguise to get into the Xavier mansion: Pyro. Tabitha, Pyro's secret girlfriend, was sitting outside underneath one of the shady trees, lightly tossing one of her mini- bombs into the air. IT morphed into Pyro and walked over to where Tabitha would see IT.
"Hello, Sheila!" IT called out, disguising IT's voice as well. Rogue groaned. From the few times she had met Tabitha, her opinion had not been a very nice one.
Tabitha smiled brightly at the sight of Pyro, "Like, hi there, sexy! Wanna come in?"
Rogue thought frantically, fighting now with even more fervor. The only reaction IT displayed was a slight grimace, nothing more.
The stupid blond* waltzed right to the front gate, after looking around to make sure Summers or any of the other macho-X-men were around, then opened them. If she could have, Rogue would have hit the girl over the head for her stupidity. Did she really think Pyro would come to her in the open if there was imminent possibility for being caught?
Rogue "watched" dispassionately as IT stepped onto the compound, IT's red eyes flashing when IT got within range of the unsuspecting mutant. Tabitha's own eyes widened, but it was too late for her to scream. IT placed a hand upon her cheek, and Tabitha was out for the count with a small groan. After her body had fallen limply to the floor, IT, using Jean Grey's powers, moved her body to a shady part of the lawn, where there was little to no chance of her being found before IT drained the entire school.
After that chore had been done, IT morphed back into the Host body, and moved once more towards the school. Now that IT had touched a student, there would be little worry about trying to get in, though IT could have always morphed into one of the three the Host had all ready absorbed. With deadly calm, IT walked right up to the front door.
Something happened that IT did not expect: the door opened, with the one called Remy LeBeau standing in the doorway. Rogue groaned. She prayed to God that IT didn't touch HIM again. One arrogant Cajun in her head was enough, but if you made him a larger piece, well, Rogue would just have to shoot herself.
He smiled sexily, leaning against the doorframe, "Well, h'llo, p'tite. If de chere had wanted t' see Remy, she had b't t' call."
Fortunately, IT seemed to realize that Rogue didn't want him touched again, and merely turned its eerie red eyes toward the annoying, but damned good looking, Cajun. Remy gasped, taking a step back. Even he could realize that something wasn't quite right.
Rogue wanted to smack her own head when Remy charged a card.
IT shook IT's head, "RESISTENCE IS FUTILE."*
Once again, IT called upon one of the absorbed powers, Wanda's this time. With a small flick of the hand, IT had Remy trapped within a hex, and then all but flung him into a random closet, locking the door and creating a silence barrier (thanks to a mutant Rogue had touched some time ago) around it, making sure no one could rescue him. IT smiled coldly when IT detected Remy trying to get out. The chance of success was not high.
Subsequent to the entrapment of Remy, IT moved along the corridors, touching any and every student that IT passed. Rogue was losing her grip on observer, falling back into the shadows. No matter how hard she tried, with each energy absorbed, Rogue slipped further and further away from the surface.
"Like, hey! I know you! You're, like, in my math class!" A familiar voice said from behind.
IT, now in full control of the Host body, turned slowly. The diminutive brunette behind IT gasped in horror when she saw IT.
"Rogue!" She cried.
With a cruel, calculating smile, IT glided to her. Kitty tried to phase through one of the walls, but she wasn't quick enough, and only got halfway before IT touched and absorbed her. If Rogue could see Kitty now, she would cringe, for the poor little brunette now hung flaccidly in the wall, one part of her body on one side, the other part on the other side. Kind of creepy.
IT knew that there were merely a few mutants now that IT had not touched: the one called Wolverine, Storm, Cyclops, Nightcrawler, Spyke, and Xavier himself. Reaching out IT's senses, IT found them all in a large office looking room merely three corridors down. The spiteful sneer was back on IT's face as IT began to phase through walls, taking a short cut.
"-and I think it would be wise if we take more precautions, especially now that they have new members. Look what that Rogue did to Jean!" A masculine voice said as IT got near to the room.
"Calm down, Scott. It is unnecessary to get excited. We must think logically at the moment, and examine everything," a husky feminine voice replied.
IT knew that the all-and-mighty Professor Xavier had detected IT's presence, as well as Wolverine.
"You need not hide outside there, Rogue, you may come in," the Professor said evenly, not realizing that Rogue wasn't really Rogue at the moment.
IT phased right through the wall to see the wide eyes of the occupants. With a hiss, Wolverine's claws came out, all ready on the alert, not liking the smell of the kid. Scott stood up, his hands going to his visor, glad now that he had come to talk to the Professor straight after the Danger Room. Storm moved to stand protectively by the Professor, as did Spyke and Nightcrawler.
"RESISTENCE IS FUTILE."* IT stated ominously.
"Who are ya, Stripes?" Wolverine hissed, glaring at her. IT smiled.
"DOES THAT EXTRAORDINARY METAL RUN THROUGH YOUR ENTIRE BODY?"*
With merely a thought, Wolverine's entire body was caught up, a look of surprise on his face. Storm cried out in horror, moving to help her love, but the Professor detained her.
Logan knew that Mystique must have trained her with Magneto's powers just to spite him.
Floating with a wraithlike quality, IT moved to stand in front of Logan, smiling coyly up at him as IT placed a slender hand upon his rough cheek. Logan's body went as limp as the other's had, and IT released him, letting his body fall unceremoniously to the floor. IT turned to Scott, who was about to blast IT, and blocked his weak attack easily, using Jean Grey's power.
"YOU MUST THANK JEAN GREY FOR IT. THANK'S TO HER POWERS, IT HAS GOTTEN MUCH REVENGE," IT said caustically, making Scott roar in anger.
Before IT could touch Scott, Nightcrawler teleported behind IT, hoping to catch IT off guard. But IT was smarter than he, and was prepared. Quickly turning, IT touched Nightcrawler before Nightcrawler could touch IT. His yellow eyes widened, but he, too, was soon unconscious.
A spike, courtesy of Spyke himself, came hurtling towards IT, but that, too, was deftly blocked and destroyed. Without preamble, IT touched Scott, absorbing him, then letting him drop to the floor with the others. Spyke yelled in outrage, and rushed towards IT, which was rather foolish in retrospect, but expected. Spyke was soon down for the count.
Now only Storm and the Professor remained awake. Storm was glaring fiercely at Rogue, and the Professor was looking at her with worried eyes. It was obvious Storm did not want to attack, or knew better than to attack, for it would easily be deflected. Both knew that what was going to happen was going to happen.
"WHAT, NO MORE FIGHT LEFT?" IT taunted, "IT EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU. IT IS DISAPPOINTED."
"Who are you?" The Professor asked, "Why are you doing this?"
"YOU ALL ASK SUCH FOOLISH QUESTIONS. IT DOES THIS FOR REVENGE. IT DOES THIS FOR THE HOST. IT MUST DO THIS. IT HAS NO CHOICE," IT answered, going to Storm, who braced herself for the touch.
"What has happened to Rogue?"
"THE HOST IS STRONG. WHAT IT DOES IS FOR THE HOST. THE HOST WILL UNDERSTAND. IT PROTECTS THE HOST. IT IS MERELY FOLLOWING ORDERS," IT replied as IT placed a hand upon the Professor's head. He slumped in his wheelchair, and IT smiled in satisfaction.
All over the mansion, and the base, for that matter, everyone was either unconscious or trapped. IT had accomplished what IT was told to do, programmed to do. Bodies were strewn all over the place, and IT was careful not to step on them on IT's way out.
However, when IT nearly reached the front gates, a weariness came upon IT. Blackness began to flood IT's eyes as IT felt ITself being pulled back. The voices of all that were absorbed were making a horrendous racket, it seemed. So many voices.
IT sighed as IT slowly crumpled to the ground, a peaceful look stealing over IT's face as the red eyes faded to green. And then, unconsciousness claimed the now present Rogue, and all the others that were within her.
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Voices were surrounding her, a beeping noise going off continually beside her. Where was she? A stiff, hospital-like blanket was on her, and she panicked.
Oh no! Oh God no! She was back again! They were going to hurt her again! No!
Rogue screamed and began to fight, fear pumping through her veins. Out, she had to get out!
"No! NO! Pleahse! Don' touch meh! No! No! Don' hurt meh ahny more! Pleahse!" Rogue sobbed, still trying to fight.
Hands were trying desperately to hold her down on the bed she was on, but to no avail. Her green eyes were wide, but they were glazed with tears and saw only shapes and fuzzy lights. Voices were trying to get her to listen, but she couldn't hear. She felt like a wild animal that was caged and was desperately trying to free herself.
Suddenly, a low, masculine voice seemed to brake the sound barrier she had placed around herself.
"Le calme, petit celui, calme. Je suis ici. Ne pas me craindre. Nous essayons de vous aider. Etre calme."*1
The voice was soothing and peaceful, and Rogue's struggles began to slow.
"Oui, mon chéri, je suis ici. S'il vous plaît, vous devez être calme. Nous voulons vous aider. Nous n'essayons pas de vous endommager. Tenir sur moi, me permettre d'est votre ancre. Ecoute ma voix."*2
Rogue's breathing, while still heavy and labored, began to slow, and she whimpered, "Will ya truly help meh? Will ya stay wit' meh?"
A strong, firm hand clasped hers, though its texture was different than regular, "Oui, mon amour, je resterai avec vous."*3
The fear slowly left her body, and Rogue relaxed. Everything around her seemed to blur. She sighed softly, and her eyelids, so heavy now, drooped. Sleep finally clamed her.
^~^~^~^~^~Flashback(kinda)~^~^~^~^~^~^~^
Remy pounded on the door to the closet, screaming his head off. That damned little vixen! What was wrong with Rogue? Well, if nothing, there was soon something going to be wrong with her once he was done with the little shrew.
After several minutes, he realized that all of his pounding was no use, and apparently nobody could hear him. He growled, his red-on-black eyes narrowed in frustration. A picture of Rogue right before she had locked him in this closet surfaced. At first, it seemed only a little odd that she would be coming to the Xavier mansion, but Remy was just hoping that maybe she'd decided to change sides. However, when she'd turned to look at him, her eyes completely red, he knew something was wrong. Her eyes were supposed to be green, such a beautiful green that he often dreamed about.
He had been totally unprepared for her attack, though he should have been. After all, she was the enemy. But still, he had been completely distracted at the sight of her walking calmly up the steps of the Institute, and hadn't thought twice about opening the door, not even taking the time to consider why she was there in the first place. Oh no, he had to act like some little lovesick puppy and race to open the door for the Goddess that was Rogue.
"How de mighty doth f'll," Remy muttered, leaning back against the wall of the closet. Pulling out a card and lighting it up, he glanced around, trying to figure out exactly where he was. The front closet. How nice.
Remy didn't know how long it had been before he placed his hand back on the door, more of a random gesture than to check if he could open it. But, lo! When his weight settled upon the wooden entrance, it shifted ever so slightly, unlike before. With a small cry of joy, he rammed his fist into the door, and was satisfied when it burst open.
That satisfaction soon left him when he took a look around. Bobby, Jaimie, Rahne, and Roberto were all unconscious in various places of the entranceway, and if he wasn't mistaken, he saw Kitty stuck in a wall, also unconscious. His eyes widened in horror, and his mouth dropped open.
"Merde."
Walking over to Rahne, who happened to be nearest to him, he bent to check her pulse, just to make sure she was still alive, which she was, thank God. He moved on to Kitty, and winced at the grotesque picture she made. People weren't just supposed to be in the middle of walls, it just wasn't right.
Placing a hand upon her shoulder, he gently tried to shake her awake, "Kitty? Remy wishes de petit te w'ke up now."
She moaned softly, and slumped more out of the wall, but did not awaken. Remy caught the extra body parts quickly, and then thought of something. With a gentle tug, Remy was happy when he found out that he could pull Kitty all the way out of the wall. When she was fully out, he laid her softly onto the ground, and made his way through the mansion, finding everyone in the same state as Kitty and the others: unconscious.
Even the Professor was unconscious.
Remy quickly ran up to the man that had offered him a chance to get a better life, worry clear in his demon eyes. Fortunately for him, the Professor was obviously a very powerful man, and if Rogue had indeed touched them all, the affects of her mutation did not leave the Professor unconscious long.
With a small groan, the Professor said, "Remy?"
"Oui, Pr'fessor, it be Remy. Wha' happened?"
The Professor shook his head, starting to regain his alertness, "Rogue. She came here. There was something wrong with her. I don't think it was really Rogue, actually."
Remy grimaced again, "Remy knows dat, Pr'fessor. De petit locked Remy in a closet."
He turned to Remy, "Really? Did she touch you?"
"Non, Pr'fessor. Remy t'inks dat because de petit all ready touched Remy dat she didn' wan' te touch Remy 'gain."
"That sounds reasonable," the Professor said, shaking his head, "If that is so, then I don't think we will find Piotr or Jean unconscious. Well, Piotr in any case."
Jean was still unconscious from her encounter with Rogue last night.
Again, Remy shook his head, "Non, Pr'fessor, Remy can' find de Ironman anywhere."
"It appeared that Rogue contained Magneto's powers, which obviously means that whatever is controlling her attacked Magneto and his team as well. If this is true, which was proven with Logan, then I'm sure she somehow used that power to contain Piotr, as she contained you."
"Cette fille est puissante puissante, le Professeur."*4 Remy said, shaking his head.
The Professor nodded, "Now she is, and I believe that she has the possibility of becoming the strongest mutant alive."
That didn't shock Remy too much, although it did make him uncomfortable. It was unsettling to think he had a major crush on one of the most powerful mutants alive who, at the moment, was being controlled by some unknown force.
"Does de Pr'fessor know wha' is cont'lling de petit?" Remy asked.
Professor Xavier shook his head, "No, I don't know. However, I don't think Rogue willingly allowed it entry. I think somehow that someone or something took control of her. I do know that she spent three months in one of Trask's bases."
Every mutant alive knew about Trask, how much he hated them and how at every chance he would take them and torture them. Many did not come back, and if they did, they would be scarred forever. To think that Rogue was there and lasted three months- Remy shuddered. He had heard many horror stories about the man. There was no doubt in his mind that if Trask could somehow control Rogue, he would.
A low growl came from the other side of the room, and the two men looked over to see Logan getting up and rubbing his head. It would be Logan to wake up next, obviously, since his mutation involved healing extremely quickly. The man looked very angry. When he saw Ororo unconscious on the ground, he cursed and ran to her side, picking her up into his arms.
"When I get a hold of that kid-" Logan growled, his eyes dark and turbulent with anger.
Xavier waved his hand to silence him, "I don't think that Rogue had anything to do with what happened today. After she had touched you, she talked with me. It appeared that she was under some sort of control, that it was not Rogue in her own body, but somebody, or something, else."
"I still wanna go after her," Logan said gruffly.
"At the moment, Logan, we need to get everybody together so we can help awaken them. Remy, would you go outside, please? I believe Tabitha is out there, and she is currently trying to wake up."
"Do you know if de petit be out der?" Remy asked as he walked towards the door.
The Professor shook his head, "Like Magneto, Rogue has either found some way to prevent me from entering her mind, or has absorbed enough power to build a block. Remember, she did touch me as well. It wouldn't be surprising if she could now block me as well as Magneto can."
Remy nodded. That wouldn't surprise him.
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He made his way outside to the front gate, where he saw a slim blond getting up, obviously shaky. All ready he could hear a flood of cursing coming from Tabitha, and he smiled. Evidently, Rogue hadn't absorbed her temper.
"That bastard! How dare he knock me out! OOHH, when I get my hands on him!" Tabitha groaned, holding her aching head.
Remy laughed, and she looked at him, then glared, "And why are you so damn cheerful?"
"Because, de petit t'ink it be Pyro who knocked her out, when 't was 'ctually de fille Rogue who did de knockin'," Remy said glibly, annoying Tabitha even more until she realized what he said.
"You mean, Pyro didn't knock me out? It was Rogue? But, I know it was him? How could she have knocked me out?"
This caused Remy to pause and think, "Obviously, de petit musta touched dat Mystique, den Tabitha's Pyro. Smart as de petit is, she knew dat she wouldn' get in unless she l'ked like someone else."
Tabitha growled, "Oooo, how dare she hurt my Pyro!" Little bombs appeared in her hands, and Remy took a step back.
"Woah, petit! Non, non, you'll blow up de whole lawn! De Pr'fessor wants te see ya!" Remy said as he cautiously backed away, an 'eat-shit' type of smile on his muscular face.
Fortunately, that seemed to bring Tabitha back, but still she smiled maniacally, "I can't wait until I get my hands on her. Boy, will she have to learn the Mexican hat dance!"
Remy shook his head and watched bemusedly as Tabitha made her way back into the mansion, still mumbling to herself. She was one crazy femme, but Remy thought she was great. Besides, who else would go to all the wild parties with him?
Turning, Remy began to look around some more, just making sure that he didn't miss anybody. A lump formed in his throat when he saw the prone figure of a certain brunette lying not ten feet away from the entrance gate. Quickly, he made his way over to Rogue, worry and anger conflicting in him. Part of Remy was all ready starting to tremble with fear that she was seriously hurt, while the other part was arguing that she had just done a really nasty thing to his friends, his family. However, logic decided to step in and remind the rest of his brain that she was under some influence, therefore not herself.
When he reached Rogue, he gently kneeled down beside her. As luck would have it, she was wearing her black leather trench coat, so he was able to reach around her shoulders and gently draw her body to his. Remy looked down at her prone face, so innocent in repose, and wondered what exactly had happened to her at Trask's?
All of a sudden, one lone tear escaped from her closed eyelid. The tear itself didn't worry him, it was what the tear was that scared the crap out of him. The tear was blood.
With a sudden burst of energy, Remy jumped up, Rogue in his arms, and made for the mansion. Everybody was starting to wake up now, but most were still too groggy to realize that Remy was bringing back the person who had done this to all of them. He ran all the way to the office where the Professor was, unnerved at how light Rogue was.
Apparently, his luck was running out. When he burst into the office, all of the occupants were awake, and with the exception of the Professor, all mad at Rogue.
"What's going on!?" Scott cried when he saw his team mate bring in their enemy who had just attacked them.
"De fille is hurt," Remy said simply.
"Und you vish to halp her?" Kurt asked incredulously.
The Professor silenced them all, "I don't believe Rogue was acting on her own when she attacked us. In fact, I doubt she even realized that she WAS attacking us. It is imperative that I care for her."
Evan shook his head, "I don't think that is a good idea, Professor. She's our enemy."
"Be that as it may, Evan, I think it is in our best interest as well as hers to help. If we can study her, we may find out what was controlling her. Or why she actually attacked us. We may even be able to convince her to come and join us. She does not seem like she works for Magneto because she wants to, but because she feels a sense of family duty. Remy, take her down to the Med Lab."
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All of them, meaning all those who were present in the office, eventually ended up down in the Med Lab with Remy and the Professor.
Remy gently laid his precious burden onto one of the tables, and Ororo brought a sheet over to cover her with. The Professor had advised all that if they wished to touch her, they must use gloves, or what happened earlier would be repeated.
Carefully, they removed her leather jacket, then Ororo removed her corset- shirt.
"Oh my god."
Dum dum dum! Oh, cliff hanger! What has Ro so freaked out!? Where is Piotr? Tune in next time for the next episode of "Days of Our Lives"! lol. Hm, I didn't really intend to end it there, but when I wrote it, I was like "oh, good ending!" So there this chapter ends! Wow, it was long, too! Okay, here are the little starry thingies:
The first star: I don't mean to insult any blonds, I meant it like "well, she's stupid, but instead of saying 'Stupid Tabitha walked over', I used 'The stupid blond' because she is a blond. NO DISRESPECT INTENDED!
Second and third: "Resistance is futile" is from Star Trek, and the "does that run through all your body" is obviously from the first X-Men movie.
First translation: "Calm, small one, calm. I am here. Do not fear me. We are trying to help you. Be still."
Second: "Yes, my darling, I am here. Please, you must be calm. We want to help you. We are trying not to hurt you. Hold on to me, let me be your anchor. Listen to my voice."
Third: "Yes, my love, I will stay with you."
Fourth: "That girl is mighty powerful, Professor."
Okay, that should cover it! I hoped ya'll like the chapter! Wow, I didn't even expect to make it that long. I hope I didn't bore you guys! Gotta go! ^_^VSparky R&R
Chapter Four Part2
IT glided away from the base, making IT's way to the Xavier mansion. Rogue was fighting desperately, trying to reclaim control. With all the new personalities within her now, it was getting more and more difficult to stay above them, where she could at least monitor what IT was doing. She feared that if IT touched anybody else, her personality would be shoved down with the rest.
Of course, it didn't take long to get to the Xavier mansion, thanks to the newly absorbed Pietro. IT stared momentarily at the building, and Rogue foolishly thought that maybe IT had changed IT's mind. Of course, when did that ever happen? Maybe in some fan-fiction.
Thanks to the powers IT had absorbed from Mystique, and the information that IT had gained with absorbing, IT knew the perfect disguise to get into the Xavier mansion: Pyro. Tabitha, Pyro's secret girlfriend, was sitting outside underneath one of the shady trees, lightly tossing one of her mini- bombs into the air. IT morphed into Pyro and walked over to where Tabitha would see IT.
"Hello, Sheila!" IT called out, disguising IT's voice as well. Rogue groaned. From the few times she had met Tabitha, her opinion had not been a very nice one.
Tabitha smiled brightly at the sight of Pyro, "Like, hi there, sexy! Wanna come in?"
Rogue thought frantically, fighting now with even more fervor. The only reaction IT displayed was a slight grimace, nothing more.
The stupid blond* waltzed right to the front gate, after looking around to make sure Summers or any of the other macho-X-men were around, then opened them. If she could have, Rogue would have hit the girl over the head for her stupidity. Did she really think Pyro would come to her in the open if there was imminent possibility for being caught?
Rogue "watched" dispassionately as IT stepped onto the compound, IT's red eyes flashing when IT got within range of the unsuspecting mutant. Tabitha's own eyes widened, but it was too late for her to scream. IT placed a hand upon her cheek, and Tabitha was out for the count with a small groan. After her body had fallen limply to the floor, IT, using Jean Grey's powers, moved her body to a shady part of the lawn, where there was little to no chance of her being found before IT drained the entire school.
After that chore had been done, IT morphed back into the Host body, and moved once more towards the school. Now that IT had touched a student, there would be little worry about trying to get in, though IT could have always morphed into one of the three the Host had all ready absorbed. With deadly calm, IT walked right up to the front door.
Something happened that IT did not expect: the door opened, with the one called Remy LeBeau standing in the doorway. Rogue groaned. She prayed to God that IT didn't touch HIM again. One arrogant Cajun in her head was enough, but if you made him a larger piece, well, Rogue would just have to shoot herself.
He smiled sexily, leaning against the doorframe, "Well, h'llo, p'tite. If de chere had wanted t' see Remy, she had b't t' call."
Fortunately, IT seemed to realize that Rogue didn't want him touched again, and merely turned its eerie red eyes toward the annoying, but damned good looking, Cajun. Remy gasped, taking a step back. Even he could realize that something wasn't quite right.
Rogue wanted to smack her own head when Remy charged a card.
IT shook IT's head, "RESISTENCE IS FUTILE."*
Once again, IT called upon one of the absorbed powers, Wanda's this time. With a small flick of the hand, IT had Remy trapped within a hex, and then all but flung him into a random closet, locking the door and creating a silence barrier (thanks to a mutant Rogue had touched some time ago) around it, making sure no one could rescue him. IT smiled coldly when IT detected Remy trying to get out. The chance of success was not high.
Subsequent to the entrapment of Remy, IT moved along the corridors, touching any and every student that IT passed. Rogue was losing her grip on observer, falling back into the shadows. No matter how hard she tried, with each energy absorbed, Rogue slipped further and further away from the surface.
"Like, hey! I know you! You're, like, in my math class!" A familiar voice said from behind.
IT, now in full control of the Host body, turned slowly. The diminutive brunette behind IT gasped in horror when she saw IT.
"Rogue!" She cried.
With a cruel, calculating smile, IT glided to her. Kitty tried to phase through one of the walls, but she wasn't quick enough, and only got halfway before IT touched and absorbed her. If Rogue could see Kitty now, she would cringe, for the poor little brunette now hung flaccidly in the wall, one part of her body on one side, the other part on the other side. Kind of creepy.
IT knew that there were merely a few mutants now that IT had not touched: the one called Wolverine, Storm, Cyclops, Nightcrawler, Spyke, and Xavier himself. Reaching out IT's senses, IT found them all in a large office looking room merely three corridors down. The spiteful sneer was back on IT's face as IT began to phase through walls, taking a short cut.
"-and I think it would be wise if we take more precautions, especially now that they have new members. Look what that Rogue did to Jean!" A masculine voice said as IT got near to the room.
"Calm down, Scott. It is unnecessary to get excited. We must think logically at the moment, and examine everything," a husky feminine voice replied.
IT knew that the all-and-mighty Professor Xavier had detected IT's presence, as well as Wolverine.
"You need not hide outside there, Rogue, you may come in," the Professor said evenly, not realizing that Rogue wasn't really Rogue at the moment.
IT phased right through the wall to see the wide eyes of the occupants. With a hiss, Wolverine's claws came out, all ready on the alert, not liking the smell of the kid. Scott stood up, his hands going to his visor, glad now that he had come to talk to the Professor straight after the Danger Room. Storm moved to stand protectively by the Professor, as did Spyke and Nightcrawler.
"RESISTENCE IS FUTILE."* IT stated ominously.
"Who are ya, Stripes?" Wolverine hissed, glaring at her. IT smiled.
"DOES THAT EXTRAORDINARY METAL RUN THROUGH YOUR ENTIRE BODY?"*
With merely a thought, Wolverine's entire body was caught up, a look of surprise on his face. Storm cried out in horror, moving to help her love, but the Professor detained her.
Logan knew that Mystique must have trained her with Magneto's powers just to spite him.
Floating with a wraithlike quality, IT moved to stand in front of Logan, smiling coyly up at him as IT placed a slender hand upon his rough cheek. Logan's body went as limp as the other's had, and IT released him, letting his body fall unceremoniously to the floor. IT turned to Scott, who was about to blast IT, and blocked his weak attack easily, using Jean Grey's power.
"YOU MUST THANK JEAN GREY FOR IT. THANK'S TO HER POWERS, IT HAS GOTTEN MUCH REVENGE," IT said caustically, making Scott roar in anger.
Before IT could touch Scott, Nightcrawler teleported behind IT, hoping to catch IT off guard. But IT was smarter than he, and was prepared. Quickly turning, IT touched Nightcrawler before Nightcrawler could touch IT. His yellow eyes widened, but he, too, was soon unconscious.
A spike, courtesy of Spyke himself, came hurtling towards IT, but that, too, was deftly blocked and destroyed. Without preamble, IT touched Scott, absorbing him, then letting him drop to the floor with the others. Spyke yelled in outrage, and rushed towards IT, which was rather foolish in retrospect, but expected. Spyke was soon down for the count.
Now only Storm and the Professor remained awake. Storm was glaring fiercely at Rogue, and the Professor was looking at her with worried eyes. It was obvious Storm did not want to attack, or knew better than to attack, for it would easily be deflected. Both knew that what was going to happen was going to happen.
"WHAT, NO MORE FIGHT LEFT?" IT taunted, "IT EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU. IT IS DISAPPOINTED."
"Who are you?" The Professor asked, "Why are you doing this?"
"YOU ALL ASK SUCH FOOLISH QUESTIONS. IT DOES THIS FOR REVENGE. IT DOES THIS FOR THE HOST. IT MUST DO THIS. IT HAS NO CHOICE," IT answered, going to Storm, who braced herself for the touch.
"What has happened to Rogue?"
"THE HOST IS STRONG. WHAT IT DOES IS FOR THE HOST. THE HOST WILL UNDERSTAND. IT PROTECTS THE HOST. IT IS MERELY FOLLOWING ORDERS," IT replied as IT placed a hand upon the Professor's head. He slumped in his wheelchair, and IT smiled in satisfaction.
All over the mansion, and the base, for that matter, everyone was either unconscious or trapped. IT had accomplished what IT was told to do, programmed to do. Bodies were strewn all over the place, and IT was careful not to step on them on IT's way out.
However, when IT nearly reached the front gates, a weariness came upon IT. Blackness began to flood IT's eyes as IT felt ITself being pulled back. The voices of all that were absorbed were making a horrendous racket, it seemed. So many voices.
IT sighed as IT slowly crumpled to the ground, a peaceful look stealing over IT's face as the red eyes faded to green. And then, unconsciousness claimed the now present Rogue, and all the others that were within her.
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Voices were surrounding her, a beeping noise going off continually beside her. Where was she? A stiff, hospital-like blanket was on her, and she panicked.
Oh no! Oh God no! She was back again! They were going to hurt her again! No!
Rogue screamed and began to fight, fear pumping through her veins. Out, she had to get out!
"No! NO! Pleahse! Don' touch meh! No! No! Don' hurt meh ahny more! Pleahse!" Rogue sobbed, still trying to fight.
Hands were trying desperately to hold her down on the bed she was on, but to no avail. Her green eyes were wide, but they were glazed with tears and saw only shapes and fuzzy lights. Voices were trying to get her to listen, but she couldn't hear. She felt like a wild animal that was caged and was desperately trying to free herself.
Suddenly, a low, masculine voice seemed to brake the sound barrier she had placed around herself.
"Le calme, petit celui, calme. Je suis ici. Ne pas me craindre. Nous essayons de vous aider. Etre calme."*1
The voice was soothing and peaceful, and Rogue's struggles began to slow.
"Oui, mon chéri, je suis ici. S'il vous plaît, vous devez être calme. Nous voulons vous aider. Nous n'essayons pas de vous endommager. Tenir sur moi, me permettre d'est votre ancre. Ecoute ma voix."*2
Rogue's breathing, while still heavy and labored, began to slow, and she whimpered, "Will ya truly help meh? Will ya stay wit' meh?"
A strong, firm hand clasped hers, though its texture was different than regular, "Oui, mon amour, je resterai avec vous."*3
The fear slowly left her body, and Rogue relaxed. Everything around her seemed to blur. She sighed softly, and her eyelids, so heavy now, drooped. Sleep finally clamed her.
^~^~^~^~^~Flashback(kinda)~^~^~^~^~^~^~^
Remy pounded on the door to the closet, screaming his head off. That damned little vixen! What was wrong with Rogue? Well, if nothing, there was soon something going to be wrong with her once he was done with the little shrew.
After several minutes, he realized that all of his pounding was no use, and apparently nobody could hear him. He growled, his red-on-black eyes narrowed in frustration. A picture of Rogue right before she had locked him in this closet surfaced. At first, it seemed only a little odd that she would be coming to the Xavier mansion, but Remy was just hoping that maybe she'd decided to change sides. However, when she'd turned to look at him, her eyes completely red, he knew something was wrong. Her eyes were supposed to be green, such a beautiful green that he often dreamed about.
He had been totally unprepared for her attack, though he should have been. After all, she was the enemy. But still, he had been completely distracted at the sight of her walking calmly up the steps of the Institute, and hadn't thought twice about opening the door, not even taking the time to consider why she was there in the first place. Oh no, he had to act like some little lovesick puppy and race to open the door for the Goddess that was Rogue.
"How de mighty doth f'll," Remy muttered, leaning back against the wall of the closet. Pulling out a card and lighting it up, he glanced around, trying to figure out exactly where he was. The front closet. How nice.
Remy didn't know how long it had been before he placed his hand back on the door, more of a random gesture than to check if he could open it. But, lo! When his weight settled upon the wooden entrance, it shifted ever so slightly, unlike before. With a small cry of joy, he rammed his fist into the door, and was satisfied when it burst open.
That satisfaction soon left him when he took a look around. Bobby, Jaimie, Rahne, and Roberto were all unconscious in various places of the entranceway, and if he wasn't mistaken, he saw Kitty stuck in a wall, also unconscious. His eyes widened in horror, and his mouth dropped open.
"Merde."
Walking over to Rahne, who happened to be nearest to him, he bent to check her pulse, just to make sure she was still alive, which she was, thank God. He moved on to Kitty, and winced at the grotesque picture she made. People weren't just supposed to be in the middle of walls, it just wasn't right.
Placing a hand upon her shoulder, he gently tried to shake her awake, "Kitty? Remy wishes de petit te w'ke up now."
She moaned softly, and slumped more out of the wall, but did not awaken. Remy caught the extra body parts quickly, and then thought of something. With a gentle tug, Remy was happy when he found out that he could pull Kitty all the way out of the wall. When she was fully out, he laid her softly onto the ground, and made his way through the mansion, finding everyone in the same state as Kitty and the others: unconscious.
Even the Professor was unconscious.
Remy quickly ran up to the man that had offered him a chance to get a better life, worry clear in his demon eyes. Fortunately for him, the Professor was obviously a very powerful man, and if Rogue had indeed touched them all, the affects of her mutation did not leave the Professor unconscious long.
With a small groan, the Professor said, "Remy?"
"Oui, Pr'fessor, it be Remy. Wha' happened?"
The Professor shook his head, starting to regain his alertness, "Rogue. She came here. There was something wrong with her. I don't think it was really Rogue, actually."
Remy grimaced again, "Remy knows dat, Pr'fessor. De petit locked Remy in a closet."
He turned to Remy, "Really? Did she touch you?"
"Non, Pr'fessor. Remy t'inks dat because de petit all ready touched Remy dat she didn' wan' te touch Remy 'gain."
"That sounds reasonable," the Professor said, shaking his head, "If that is so, then I don't think we will find Piotr or Jean unconscious. Well, Piotr in any case."
Jean was still unconscious from her encounter with Rogue last night.
Again, Remy shook his head, "Non, Pr'fessor, Remy can' find de Ironman anywhere."
"It appeared that Rogue contained Magneto's powers, which obviously means that whatever is controlling her attacked Magneto and his team as well. If this is true, which was proven with Logan, then I'm sure she somehow used that power to contain Piotr, as she contained you."
"Cette fille est puissante puissante, le Professeur."*4 Remy said, shaking his head.
The Professor nodded, "Now she is, and I believe that she has the possibility of becoming the strongest mutant alive."
That didn't shock Remy too much, although it did make him uncomfortable. It was unsettling to think he had a major crush on one of the most powerful mutants alive who, at the moment, was being controlled by some unknown force.
"Does de Pr'fessor know wha' is cont'lling de petit?" Remy asked.
Professor Xavier shook his head, "No, I don't know. However, I don't think Rogue willingly allowed it entry. I think somehow that someone or something took control of her. I do know that she spent three months in one of Trask's bases."
Every mutant alive knew about Trask, how much he hated them and how at every chance he would take them and torture them. Many did not come back, and if they did, they would be scarred forever. To think that Rogue was there and lasted three months- Remy shuddered. He had heard many horror stories about the man. There was no doubt in his mind that if Trask could somehow control Rogue, he would.
A low growl came from the other side of the room, and the two men looked over to see Logan getting up and rubbing his head. It would be Logan to wake up next, obviously, since his mutation involved healing extremely quickly. The man looked very angry. When he saw Ororo unconscious on the ground, he cursed and ran to her side, picking her up into his arms.
"When I get a hold of that kid-" Logan growled, his eyes dark and turbulent with anger.
Xavier waved his hand to silence him, "I don't think that Rogue had anything to do with what happened today. After she had touched you, she talked with me. It appeared that she was under some sort of control, that it was not Rogue in her own body, but somebody, or something, else."
"I still wanna go after her," Logan said gruffly.
"At the moment, Logan, we need to get everybody together so we can help awaken them. Remy, would you go outside, please? I believe Tabitha is out there, and she is currently trying to wake up."
"Do you know if de petit be out der?" Remy asked as he walked towards the door.
The Professor shook his head, "Like Magneto, Rogue has either found some way to prevent me from entering her mind, or has absorbed enough power to build a block. Remember, she did touch me as well. It wouldn't be surprising if she could now block me as well as Magneto can."
Remy nodded. That wouldn't surprise him.
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He made his way outside to the front gate, where he saw a slim blond getting up, obviously shaky. All ready he could hear a flood of cursing coming from Tabitha, and he smiled. Evidently, Rogue hadn't absorbed her temper.
"That bastard! How dare he knock me out! OOHH, when I get my hands on him!" Tabitha groaned, holding her aching head.
Remy laughed, and she looked at him, then glared, "And why are you so damn cheerful?"
"Because, de petit t'ink it be Pyro who knocked her out, when 't was 'ctually de fille Rogue who did de knockin'," Remy said glibly, annoying Tabitha even more until she realized what he said.
"You mean, Pyro didn't knock me out? It was Rogue? But, I know it was him? How could she have knocked me out?"
This caused Remy to pause and think, "Obviously, de petit musta touched dat Mystique, den Tabitha's Pyro. Smart as de petit is, she knew dat she wouldn' get in unless she l'ked like someone else."
Tabitha growled, "Oooo, how dare she hurt my Pyro!" Little bombs appeared in her hands, and Remy took a step back.
"Woah, petit! Non, non, you'll blow up de whole lawn! De Pr'fessor wants te see ya!" Remy said as he cautiously backed away, an 'eat-shit' type of smile on his muscular face.
Fortunately, that seemed to bring Tabitha back, but still she smiled maniacally, "I can't wait until I get my hands on her. Boy, will she have to learn the Mexican hat dance!"
Remy shook his head and watched bemusedly as Tabitha made her way back into the mansion, still mumbling to herself. She was one crazy femme, but Remy thought she was great. Besides, who else would go to all the wild parties with him?
Turning, Remy began to look around some more, just making sure that he didn't miss anybody. A lump formed in his throat when he saw the prone figure of a certain brunette lying not ten feet away from the entrance gate. Quickly, he made his way over to Rogue, worry and anger conflicting in him. Part of Remy was all ready starting to tremble with fear that she was seriously hurt, while the other part was arguing that she had just done a really nasty thing to his friends, his family. However, logic decided to step in and remind the rest of his brain that she was under some influence, therefore not herself.
When he reached Rogue, he gently kneeled down beside her. As luck would have it, she was wearing her black leather trench coat, so he was able to reach around her shoulders and gently draw her body to his. Remy looked down at her prone face, so innocent in repose, and wondered what exactly had happened to her at Trask's?
All of a sudden, one lone tear escaped from her closed eyelid. The tear itself didn't worry him, it was what the tear was that scared the crap out of him. The tear was blood.
With a sudden burst of energy, Remy jumped up, Rogue in his arms, and made for the mansion. Everybody was starting to wake up now, but most were still too groggy to realize that Remy was bringing back the person who had done this to all of them. He ran all the way to the office where the Professor was, unnerved at how light Rogue was.
Apparently, his luck was running out. When he burst into the office, all of the occupants were awake, and with the exception of the Professor, all mad at Rogue.
"What's going on!?" Scott cried when he saw his team mate bring in their enemy who had just attacked them.
"De fille is hurt," Remy said simply.
"Und you vish to halp her?" Kurt asked incredulously.
The Professor silenced them all, "I don't believe Rogue was acting on her own when she attacked us. In fact, I doubt she even realized that she WAS attacking us. It is imperative that I care for her."
Evan shook his head, "I don't think that is a good idea, Professor. She's our enemy."
"Be that as it may, Evan, I think it is in our best interest as well as hers to help. If we can study her, we may find out what was controlling her. Or why she actually attacked us. We may even be able to convince her to come and join us. She does not seem like she works for Magneto because she wants to, but because she feels a sense of family duty. Remy, take her down to the Med Lab."
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All of them, meaning all those who were present in the office, eventually ended up down in the Med Lab with Remy and the Professor.
Remy gently laid his precious burden onto one of the tables, and Ororo brought a sheet over to cover her with. The Professor had advised all that if they wished to touch her, they must use gloves, or what happened earlier would be repeated.
Carefully, they removed her leather jacket, then Ororo removed her corset- shirt.
"Oh my god."
Dum dum dum! Oh, cliff hanger! What has Ro so freaked out!? Where is Piotr? Tune in next time for the next episode of "Days of Our Lives"! lol. Hm, I didn't really intend to end it there, but when I wrote it, I was like "oh, good ending!" So there this chapter ends! Wow, it was long, too! Okay, here are the little starry thingies:
The first star: I don't mean to insult any blonds, I meant it like "well, she's stupid, but instead of saying 'Stupid Tabitha walked over', I used 'The stupid blond' because she is a blond. NO DISRESPECT INTENDED!
Second and third: "Resistance is futile" is from Star Trek, and the "does that run through all your body" is obviously from the first X-Men movie.
First translation: "Calm, small one, calm. I am here. Do not fear me. We are trying to help you. Be still."
Second: "Yes, my darling, I am here. Please, you must be calm. We want to help you. We are trying not to hurt you. Hold on to me, let me be your anchor. Listen to my voice."
Third: "Yes, my love, I will stay with you."
Fourth: "That girl is mighty powerful, Professor."
Okay, that should cover it! I hoped ya'll like the chapter! Wow, I didn't even expect to make it that long. I hope I didn't bore you guys! Gotta go! ^_^VSparky R&R