Alright, no more flashbacks for a while, but in a few chappies we will have a huge flashback!
Rogue began to focus on the metal floating in front of her, stretching and shaping it. Her mind began to search out the flaws. Once the metal was pure, she shaped them all into four bracelets, each with a small shallow pit. Once that was done, Rogue solidified them to the point that they would be impossible to break.
Rogue held them up to light. "They'll do." Her superior hearing allowed to her to locate John quickly. Throwing one to him, they slipped them on.
"You ready?" John asked. Rogue now had to do something that would tire her out and make her unconscious for several hours.
"Yeah." Rogue stepped back and began to concentrate. Her eyes began to glow and her body to float above the ground as two balls of lights formed in front of her. If you had microscopic vision you would see that the balls of light were actually temporal atoms, the atoms that make up a time portal. Rogue moved the two atoms into the shallow pits on each of the bracelets. Once she released them from her control, they integrated the bracelets and the mutants wearing them. Within seconds both Rogue and John and been brought out of temporal sinc with the timeline.
Miles away, on a lone stretch of road, Logan was close to the ground, sniffing out Rogue. It appeared that she had some sort of accident, but she and the bike were both gone. The odd thing was that after the accident her scent changed. It changed in a way that was not possible. The scent was older and reeked of power. Turning away he began to walk back to his bike, but he turned quickly at a bright flash of light. Laying on the ground mere inches from him was Rogue. The real Rogue by the scent of her.
John woke up on the bathroom floor. The last thing he remembered was bad cramps in his stomach, and something about a funeral pyre? He leaned up against the wall and decided that just maybe he should stay away from the Jimmy Bean from now on.
John crawled over to bed and pulled himself in. He really didn't feel well. Maybe he should just go back to sleep for a while.
When Logan finally got Rogue back to the mansion, she still wasn't awake. But she also wasn't unconscious. She was sleeping. But just in case he took her down to McCoy. Once that was done he headed for the professor's office. As always the professor was immaculate in his suit. Sometimes Logan just wanted to reach over and scuff him up a bit.
Before Logan could even speak, the Professor was putting a hand up. 'I already know Logan. But I want you to explain how you found her."
"Well, I was looking where the scent ended but there was no sign of her. Then all of a sudden there was a light and a sound. I turned and she was there. Not much to it Charlie."
Xavier flicked his eyes to Logan at the nickname. "What's wrong?"
"It doesn't feel right. Like before I found her I picked up another scent, almost exactly like hers, but older, more power filled, but definitely her."
"Do you believe it was Mystique?"
"No, even when she disguises her scent I can still taste her in it. She was no where near this one."
"Well then, old friend we have a mystery on our hands."
Rogue and John sat deep in the forest. They weren't speaking. Rogue as half asleep, dreaming. John was smoking a cigarette. They were waiting for their two other members to show up.
Rogue's senses detected the person before they heard the twig snap.
"You know, you used to be more stealthy." Rogue called out. She already knew exactly who it was.
"I still don't understand why the ruse was necessary." A male voice called out. Stepping out of the shadows was Sebastian Shaw. Before their eyes the gorgeous form of a man transformed into the lithe form of Rogue's mother, Mystique.
"Two reasons. One, at this time you were masquerading as Shaw, and two . . ."
"No, let me," John interrupted Rogue, "And two, if Nightcrawler knew you were in on this he would have refused to help. You did kill his wife you know?"
Mystique shot a glare at John. She didn't like the mutant and had no qualms about saying it. John was a drunk with no attributes in her mind. Only Rogue and he knew the reason he was here. Mystique turned to look at her daughter, taking in the exhaustion on her face. John threw a bracelet at her and without looking she caught it. "We don't have to do this now, my daughter."
"Yes, we do. We cannot have Phoenix finding us. Being in the timeline is a way she can." Rogue stood with effort. Walking to her mother she smiled. Then repeated the process of creating a temporal atom. Within minutes Mystique too was out of the timeline. Now, all that was left was Katherine. After her they would be ready to out their plan into action.
Rogue began to focus on the metal floating in front of her, stretching and shaping it. Her mind began to search out the flaws. Once the metal was pure, she shaped them all into four bracelets, each with a small shallow pit. Once that was done, Rogue solidified them to the point that they would be impossible to break.
Rogue held them up to light. "They'll do." Her superior hearing allowed to her to locate John quickly. Throwing one to him, they slipped them on.
"You ready?" John asked. Rogue now had to do something that would tire her out and make her unconscious for several hours.
"Yeah." Rogue stepped back and began to concentrate. Her eyes began to glow and her body to float above the ground as two balls of lights formed in front of her. If you had microscopic vision you would see that the balls of light were actually temporal atoms, the atoms that make up a time portal. Rogue moved the two atoms into the shallow pits on each of the bracelets. Once she released them from her control, they integrated the bracelets and the mutants wearing them. Within seconds both Rogue and John and been brought out of temporal sinc with the timeline.
Miles away, on a lone stretch of road, Logan was close to the ground, sniffing out Rogue. It appeared that she had some sort of accident, but she and the bike were both gone. The odd thing was that after the accident her scent changed. It changed in a way that was not possible. The scent was older and reeked of power. Turning away he began to walk back to his bike, but he turned quickly at a bright flash of light. Laying on the ground mere inches from him was Rogue. The real Rogue by the scent of her.
John woke up on the bathroom floor. The last thing he remembered was bad cramps in his stomach, and something about a funeral pyre? He leaned up against the wall and decided that just maybe he should stay away from the Jimmy Bean from now on.
John crawled over to bed and pulled himself in. He really didn't feel well. Maybe he should just go back to sleep for a while.
When Logan finally got Rogue back to the mansion, she still wasn't awake. But she also wasn't unconscious. She was sleeping. But just in case he took her down to McCoy. Once that was done he headed for the professor's office. As always the professor was immaculate in his suit. Sometimes Logan just wanted to reach over and scuff him up a bit.
Before Logan could even speak, the Professor was putting a hand up. 'I already know Logan. But I want you to explain how you found her."
"Well, I was looking where the scent ended but there was no sign of her. Then all of a sudden there was a light and a sound. I turned and she was there. Not much to it Charlie."
Xavier flicked his eyes to Logan at the nickname. "What's wrong?"
"It doesn't feel right. Like before I found her I picked up another scent, almost exactly like hers, but older, more power filled, but definitely her."
"Do you believe it was Mystique?"
"No, even when she disguises her scent I can still taste her in it. She was no where near this one."
"Well then, old friend we have a mystery on our hands."
Rogue and John sat deep in the forest. They weren't speaking. Rogue as half asleep, dreaming. John was smoking a cigarette. They were waiting for their two other members to show up.
Rogue's senses detected the person before they heard the twig snap.
"You know, you used to be more stealthy." Rogue called out. She already knew exactly who it was.
"I still don't understand why the ruse was necessary." A male voice called out. Stepping out of the shadows was Sebastian Shaw. Before their eyes the gorgeous form of a man transformed into the lithe form of Rogue's mother, Mystique.
"Two reasons. One, at this time you were masquerading as Shaw, and two . . ."
"No, let me," John interrupted Rogue, "And two, if Nightcrawler knew you were in on this he would have refused to help. You did kill his wife you know?"
Mystique shot a glare at John. She didn't like the mutant and had no qualms about saying it. John was a drunk with no attributes in her mind. Only Rogue and he knew the reason he was here. Mystique turned to look at her daughter, taking in the exhaustion on her face. John threw a bracelet at her and without looking she caught it. "We don't have to do this now, my daughter."
"Yes, we do. We cannot have Phoenix finding us. Being in the timeline is a way she can." Rogue stood with effort. Walking to her mother she smiled. Then repeated the process of creating a temporal atom. Within minutes Mystique too was out of the timeline. Now, all that was left was Katherine. After her they would be ready to out their plan into action.