Author's Notes: This story is a mixture of X-Men Evolution and my own comic book idea. I hope you enjoy. It is a very twisted idea, but is still cool, I hope. Please comment on the OCs
Warning: Violence and Language.
I suffer for who I am
My life is full of pain.
My blood runs cold every day
Like ice is in my veins.
My father is dead, my mother too
my sister number three
all killed by the evil's hand
That wishes death to me.
Oh so much pain within my life,
But fate I can't deny
I will fight till the evil is gone
Or fight until I die.
Rogue walked through the abandoned building as a cold breeze brushed against her untouchable flesh. It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening and she wanted so much to just go back to the Institute and go to bed, but sadly that was not the case.
A news report had gone on earlier that week about a new group of mutants in Bayeville. They had only been seen at night, thought to be causing mischief.
There had been many eyewitness reports about them, but they were always vague. All that was known was that these mutants did not even look close to human.
That night a news report came on saying that the mutants had been chased into an old abandoned warehouse and disappeared. Charles Xavier sent some of the X-Men down to investigate the area, thinking that the mutants may have not really disappeared.
And that was where they were now. They had split up to cover more ground and hopefully find out more about these mutants.
Rogue made her way into a dark room. The darkness swallowed her instantly and she was surrounded in shadow.
"Ah must be crazy doing this," she said to herself, "for all we know these guys might be a group of deranged psychotics."
She stood in the moonlight of a nearby window. The light gave her body a gray complexion as she looked out the window at the moon thoughtfully.
It had been three weeks since the ordeal with Apocalypse and she had not full recovered. She knew that the evil mutant was gone, but she was not quite sure if her troubles were over. She just had a feeling like something terrible was going to happen beyond her control.
As Rogue stood in her own thoughts a crashing noise was heard behind her. She whipped around only to see Scott standing behind her. His foot had broken through the old floor as he had entered the room where the Goth was.
"Jesus Christ," Rogue said in shock. "Scott what the hell do you thing you're doing. You almost gave me a heart attack."
"Sorry," said Scott as he pulled his foot out of the floor. "I was just looking for you and the others. Logan found something that might belong to those mutants and he thinks we should all have a look at it."
Rogue rolled her eyes and followed Scott out of the room.
Todd stood on the porch of the Brotherhood house. He watched as a fly came by his face. He flicked his tongue out and missed the insect by mere inches. He began to chase after the fly bouncing around the yard to do so.
Lance came out onto the porch as Todd caught the fly. "Man that's sick," he exclaimed, "why do you keep doing that?"
Todd swallowed the fly and said, "hey I can't help it. I am frog like."
Lance gave him an irritated look and headed back inside.
The toad like mutant followed him in. As he moved his leg hit against something hard sticking out of the ground. His shin was cut open and blood dripped upon a strange rock.
Todd gave a groan of pain and irritation. Lance came back out and saw his friend holding his bleeding leg.
"What happened," he asked.
Todd stood up and said angrily, "I don't know, I just tripped."
He looked down at the rock covered in his blood. "I must of hit this damn rock," he said as he kicked the stone. He jumped back in pain from the blow he made and grabbed onto this foot.
Lance looked at the rock. His eyes turned wide as he saw the blood on it slowly vanish. It was as if it were being absorbed into the rock.
When the blood was gone the rock began to glow a bright blinding color. As soon as it stopped Lance stood dumbfounded.
"Did you see that," Lance asked in a voice full of shock.
Todd, still holding his foot, said, "I saw it, but I don't believe."
As they both moved closer to it a voice was then heard as if it were on the wings of the wind. "Dig up what lies before you."
Lance looked around trying to find the source of the voice, but he could find no one. His eyes lingered back to the stone in the ground.
Todd kneeled down and began to claw around the rock. "There's more of it under the ground," he said as he began to dig up the stone.
Lance knelt down and began to claw at the soil as well. They scraped at the dirt until they uncovered the top of what ever was in the ground.
It was about four feet in length and width. It had many details on it, mainly of people in pain. Strange creatures, looking somewhat like snakes, but with human characteristics were attacking them.
Words were written on the top, strangely in English.
Lance slid his fingers along the words as he read them out loud. "Here lies the plague of man kind Disturb and you shall suffer."
He looked over to Todd and said, "do you think that means anything?"
"It's a rock, what harm could it do," Todd exclaimed as he scratched at the dirt again. "But whatever this thing is, it must be worth something."
Todd grabbed a nearby stick and began scraping away at the dirt.
Lance took the stick away from the toad like mutant and said, "give it a rest will ya? We don't know how big this thing is."
Todd said with a load of excitement, "I want to know what this thing is. Aren't you the least bit curios?"
"Alright," Lance blurted out. "We'll dig the thing up in the morning. Just get your ass inside, it looks like it's about to rain."
With those final words both mutants went inside, leaving the thing in the ground.
Rain soon began to pour all around the Brother Hood house.
A stray cat ran into the yard, trying to escape the many drops of water. As it ran it came by the stone figure within the ground. The feline stopped close by it, shaking off the water soaked into its fur.
Suddenly a burst of energy came spewing out from the stone, dragging the cat over to its cold surface.
Another blast came causing the poor animal to bleed from every opening in its body. The blood drained from the thrashing cat and into the stone, as its victim became motionless.
Every drop of blood was absorbed into the stone. A voice came from it saying, "sweet, sweet blood shall give me life again."
The voice instantly faded away leaving the carcass of the cat alone in the rain.
Scott and Rogue finally made it to where Logan was. All the other X-Men cent by Xavier were already their.
The gruff man looked up at them. "Bout time you guys got here."
Scott took a few steps closer to him. "So what did you want us here for Logan," he asked.
Logan then held up a bloody knife. "I think this belongs to those mutants," he said as the others starred at the knife in disgust. "This is probably a dead give away that they are pretty hostile."
He handed the knife to Scott and the others crowded around it.
Kitty looked at it and said, "that's so gross."
Rogue took the knife from Scott and looked at it. "Ah was right," she said, "they are psychotic."
Scott took a deep breath and said, "alright, we gotta keep looking for these guys. I want every body to search in groups of twos. No one is left alone."
They all paired up. Rogue went with Kitty, Jean with Scott (of coarse) and that left Logan to go with Kurt even though he thought he would have searched more efficiently on his own. Then they all went their separate ways in the old building.
Rogue and Kitty walked through the dark rooms each hoping that they would all leave soon.
They moved cautiously waiting for a deranged nut case of a mutant to jump out of the shadows towards them. But they were unaware that as they searched they themselves were being observed.
A strange inhuman figured stood in the shadows watching the girls. He wore a black hooded cape, which hid his face.
He had his arm extended to the wall where he tapped his five clawed fingers on it.
Rogue and Kitty looked throughout the dark room for anything that would lead to the whereabouts of the mutants. As they looked a rustling noise came from the far corner of the room.
"Did you hear that," Kitty said as she whipped around towards the sound.
"Ah ain't deaf," was Rogue's answer.
They both looked to the corner. Another rustling came from it.
Kitty turned to Rogue and said, "well, don't just stand there, go check it out."
Rogue rolled her eyes as she headed for the corner. She moved slowly to the corner ready to attack whatever jumped out at her.
A cold feeling ran down the back of here neck, like eyes were piercing the darkness and staring at her every move.
Just then a rat came running out from the dark corner and across the room. It startled Rogue and caused her to fall backwards into a pile of old boxes.
As the rat vanished further into the house Kitty began to laugh uncontrollably.
Rogue pushed the boxes off of her and stood up, brushing dust off herself. She looked at Kitty as the prep laughed.
"Shut up," she demanded, "it's not funny."
"Yeah it is," Kitty insisted as she continued to laugh.
"Ah mean it," Rogue said harshly, "you better cut it out."
Kitty took a deep. "Alright I'll stop." She took a few more deep breaths and then closed her mouth, but chuckling was still heard.
"Will you stop laughing at me," Rogue yelled.
"I'm not laughing," Kitty retaliated.
Both female mutants stood quietly as the laughter continued. They looked around the room trying to find the source of the sound.
A voice called to them. "Over here."
They turned and saw the figured that had been watching them. He still remained in the shadows so his features were not legible.
"I believe I was the one who was laughing," he said.
The girls stood staring at the figure.
"You know you are very amusing girl," he said to Rogue. "I haven't laughed that hard in a while."
"Who are you," Rogue asked a little offended by the thing's remark.
"My name will remain with me," he said. "I never reveal it to those I don't know. But then again what is in a name? What harm would it be to reveal what I am called? Even if you are here to cause me harm, what harm could come from knowledge of my name?"
"Talk about riddle obsession," Kitty mumbled behind Rogue's back.
Rogue spoke again. "Then why don't tell us who you are if there's no harm in knowing?"
"Simply because I don't trust you," said the thing. "What are you doing here anyway?"
Rogue paused, wondering if it was a good idea to answer his question. She finally did. "We came here looking for you."
"Interesting," said the thing. He looked over Rogue's uniform and Kitty's as well. "What's with the outfit girl? You part of some crazy circus act?"
"No," Rogue said very insulted. "Ah'm part of a group of mutants like you. We try and learn to control our powers and make good use of them." She quickly closed her mouth thinking she said to much.
"Ah yes," said the figure. "I've heard of you, you're one of those X-Men. The ones that defeated that mutant Apocalypse."
Rogue and Kitty stood in shock. How could he have known this about the X-Men?
"I may stay away from human eyes, but I still watch the news," he said.
He moved a little closer to the girls, but still remained in the shadows.
"Listen carefully," he said, "you may think that you are like me, but you are very wrong."
Rogue and Kitty looked curiously at each other and then back at the thing.
"Don't try and look for me, or my comrades any more," he said. "Trust me. If you medal into our business it will only bring you pain and suffering."
"Is that a threat," Rogue demanded.
"Oh yes," the mutant said. "But not from me, from my enemies."
And with those words he ran out of the room.
Rogue turned to Kitty. "Kitty, find the other and tell them we found one of the mutants," and she ran after the creature.
She chased the thing through the house nearly loosing him as they rounded every corner. Who ever this thing was, he was fast.
Rogue stopped in a room as the figure ran out of her sight. She looked around the room. There was no way out except for one door. How could that thing have escaped without her knowing it?
"God damn it," she yelled out. Now she would have to search even longer.
The one door then slammed shut. She looked at it and immediately opened it. On the other side of it was a set of dark stairs leading down to the basement of the old building.
She made her way down slowly. The railing had broken off and she did not wish to risk serious injuries by falling down the stairs.
The air did not feel pleasant in Rogue's lungs. It tasted ancient.
As she reached the bottom step her eyes had adjusted to the darkness. The basement was full of many old items covered in cobwebs.
There was a musty smell in the air and it felt cold and damp. The darkness around the Goth mixed with what little light there was gave everything an eerie look. Strange shadows came off of certain objects making Rogue a little edgy.
This place reminded her of the basement in her old home in Mississippi, where she lived with Irene. She hated it. She was always afraid to go down there. She was never very fond of basements. There was always a feeling like something was down in them waiting to rip her to shreds.
Rogue began to move through the basement. Her eyes may have adjusted to the darkness, but it was still difficult to see.
The voice of the thing came from within the shadows. "What did I tell you about looking for me?"
Rogue jumped at the sound. Another voice came that was very similar to the first. "We don't wish to cause you any harm, but we will if it means preventing your death."
"What's that suppose to mean," Rogue called out.
A third voice came, however this one sounded more reptile like. "My brother told you not to follow us for your own protection. It would be wise to heed his warning."
"Yes," came another voice. "If you start interfering in our business, you will experience more horror and pain than you can even imagine."
Rogue kept her eyes fixed on the darkness in front of her, for that was where she thought the voices were coming from.
As she watched a figure came from behind her. It grabbed hold of her.
Rogue yelped in shock as she became entangled in the mutant's grip. She struggled with her captor trying to free herself. Sadly the things grip was very strong.
"LET GO OF ME YOU BASTARD," she screamed at the top of her lungs, knowing the other X-Men would here her cries, or at least Logan would.
Rogue continued to struggle. "AH SAID LET GO," she demanded once again.
"HELP," she began to scream. "GET THIS PSYCO OFF ME!"
The thing holding her was not very pleased with her cries for help. He did not wish to hurt anybody tonight, unless it was inevitable.
A clawed finger went in front of Rogue's face. It went in front of her lips, but did not touch her skin. She went silent when she heard the creature behind her speak. It was a soft and calm voice.
"Hussshhh," he said. "Hussshhh None of us want to harm you. If you remain quiet you and your friends can leave without injuries. My brothers and I will go in piece, as we wished to do from the beginning of your intrusion to our hiding place."
It was as if he were trying to sound gentle. He took his claw away from her face and delicately slid it down her hair. "I am not the monster you think I am," he said.
Rogue became stiff at the sudden brush of her hair. It did not cause her discomfort. It felt somewhat relaxing, as if the creature was trying to show her she was in no danger.
The pale girl watched before her as five more figures, dressed similar to the one upstairs came into her view. They as well remained in the shadows so as to not reveal their features.
One stood in front of her. It spoke in that reptile like voice she heard only minutes before. "We ask please, stay out of our business. We do not wish for others to suffer what we have."
"Will you leave," she heard another figure ask. This voice sound more human than the others she had heard.
All she could do was nod. It was strange. She felt both scared and comforted at the same time. It was as if she knew these things would not hurt her, unless they absolutely had to.
But Rogue began to think that might be the case as she heard Scott call, "I think her voice came from the basement. Come on lets move," not too far away.
The thing holding Rogue whispered into her ear, "keep your mouth shut and I won't hurt you."
All of them watched as Scott hurried down the stairs followed by Jean and Kitty. They stopped instantly witnessing Rogue's predicament.
She stood with the unknown being clutching her body and sliding his claw along her hair, not in a seductive fashion.
The five companions of the thing stood side by side in front of him. Each willing to protect their brother.
Cyclops held his hand up to his visor; ready to blast them clear out of his way in order to get to Rogue. His finger slid along the button that would let loose his optic blast, which none other than Juggernaut could withstand.
"I wouldn't do that," came the reptilian voice just before he fired his blast.
The five stepped aside allowing the first figure to step forward with Rogue in his grasp. He spoke with his more normal voice. "You fire and this little girl will get caught in your beam as well."
Who ever these mutants were, they were not stupid. No precaution was too extreme to them.
Scott lowered his hand.
The thing nodded in satisfaction at this, and with one swift movement he leapt over the heads of the three X-Men with Rogue still in his grasp.
He landed right in front of the steps and turned to them. Rogue's eyes were full of shock. She had not expected this creature to do that.
The thing's companions joined him at the steps. The creature began to move up one step at a time. It was an odd movement. He did not seem to step. Instead he hopped onto each stair, as if he only had one leg.
'But that's impossible,' thought Rogue. 'How can he move so quickly with only one leg?'
She did not think to ask. As the group of unknown mutants reached the top of the stairs, the creature holding Rogue turned to one of his comrades.
He did not have to speak however; his friend seemed to know what to do. He stood at the top of the staircase and took one long deep breath. Then without any warning he spewed out a long stream of fire from the hood of his cape.
Scott, Jean, and Kitty looked in shock, but the flames were not aimed at them, it merely burned down the staircase.
Jean looked up at the mutant that was doing this and caught a quick glimpse of a scaly torso before the light from the fire stopped.
The mutant holding Rogue stood at the top of where the stairs once were, but now were nothing more than ashes on the floor.
"I'm sorry about this," he said. "This is only a precaution to make sure you don't follow us. Now if you'll excuse us. The night is growing old, and we still have much to do, before we sleep."
Jean gave him an angry look before she flew up into the air. She flew towards the mutant that held Rogue standing in the open door way. With one quick and almost instinctive movement the mutant slammed the door shut, as Jean was about to reach him. She hit face first into the door and fell down on the hard and cold basement floor. And with that the group of mutants left with Rogue.
"ROGUE," Kitty screamed in fear for her friend's life.
"Jean, contact Logan," Scott ordered as he helped the red head to her feet, "he needs to stop them before they get to far away with Rogue."
Rogue continued to struggle with the thing clenched upon her. All the mutants within the small group seemed to watch every corner and every shadow, as if preparing for something they knew would come.
"Let me go," Rogue ordered, but the first mutant did not heed her words.
The human voice spoke from one of the figures. "Do you think we still need her," he asked pointing to Rogue.
"You don't," she stated before any of the mutants could answer. "You already trapped mah friends, you don't need a hostage any more."
"Oh, but we do," said the figure holding her. "Your buff friend with the claws is still lurking around here somewhere. We do not wish to get into a fight with him." And they continued on their way.
As they moved Rogue recalled back on her dealings with other mutant enemies with the X-Men. Never had they dealt with one who took such safety precautions, and so far the only other foe who had tried to take hostages was Sabertooth. Rogue knew Logan would not take to kindly to this.
They continued to move through the building until they finally made it to the front door, which they had entered when trying to outrun the police.
Rogue's captor spoke easily to her. "You can put your mind at ease now girl. Soon you will be separated from me and you'll never have to deal with us again. Trust me that is the way you want it."
That however was not the case. A quick bamfing noise was heard as the smell of sulfur filled the air. The group of mutants and Rogue watched as a blue and furry figure appeared before their eyes.
Rogue's eyes filled with hope as she saw her foster brother appear before her. This had to have meant that Logan was near by.
The six creatures looked at the furry figure that now stood before them. "Let go of my sister," he said with a voice that would make anyone cower in fear. Rogue was surprised and impressed with this viciousness in his voice.
Still these mutants were not like others. They had been through too much to simply cower in fear at malicious speaking.
"Listen to me little boy blue," said the figure with the hissing voice, "we do not wish to fight you."
"Maybe you don't" came a gruff voice from behind, "but I sure as hell do."
They turned around and sure enough it was Logan, standing ready with his claws withdrawn.
"Let go of the girl," Logan stated very slowly, but still in his rough and ready to rumble voice.
"Look pal," said the figure holding Rogue, "we don't want to hurt anybody. We just wish to go about our concerns, and we want you to stay out of it. Mutant business is mutant business. Always has been always will be."
"Yeah," said Logan, "well my mutant business is to stop you from beating on kids."
The first figure remained silent as if insulted by Logan's statement. He released his grip on Rogue and moved closer to Logan.
"I want you guys to leave," he said to his companions, "I just need to "discuss" something with this man here."
His comrades all nodded and left the building. Rogue and Kurt did not bother to follow them. They wanted to see Logan kick this guy's ass.
As soon as the door closed Logan and the figure began to circle each other, ready for what ever move the other guy made.
Rogue watched the unknown mutant move. His cape still managed to hide his body in shadow, but something still puzzled Rogue. The mutant did not seem to walk. He seemed to slide around, sort of gliding as if he were floating on the ground.
Logan finally made the first move. He lunged his right hand at the mutant with his claws pointed at his gut.
With one quick flick of his arm the unknown mutant block the attack, but Logan came in with another attack and clipped the side of his opponent.
Rogue and Kurt watched as warm blood dribbled down the thing's cape.
"Logan, what are you doing," Rogue asked in shock. She just want Logan to ruff the guy up a little for using her as a hostage, she didn't want him killed. Neither did Kurt for that matter.
Logan looked at the two with narrowed eyes, but still slid his claws back. Surprisingly it was his opponent who objected. "Don't bother putting your claws back. I like a challenge."
Logan slid his claws back out and continued to battle. He made two more quick slashes, but the mutant managed to dodge both really quickly.
Then it was his turn to attack. With one quick move he grabbed Logan by one arm and twisted it around. And with his spare hand he hit his adversary in the face twice, scratching it up with his own natural claws.
And as fast as anything could be he leapt in the air and kick Logan right in the gut.
The gruff man stumbled back a little as the wounds on his face instantly healed.
Logan jumped onto the mutant and punched him repeatedly in the face with his claws back in his hand.
The unknown mutant kicked the man off him and stood to his feet. He shook his head a little, pretty banged up from the attack, but he was still willing to fight.
He began to leap off of the walls all around the room in such a swift way that only Quicksilver would be able to put him to shame. He landed right behind Logan and rammed him into the wall.
His hands clamped on the muscular man's head and began to pound it into the wall.
Logan elbowed the mutant in the stomach and turned around, but his rival was ready for him. He grabbed Logan's hand as the man tried to hit him again and jumped while still holding the buff limb. His elbow made hard contact on Logan's head
The gruff man kneeled down a little as the mutant backed away holding his elbow. Logan's metal bones hurt the creature a lot, but still he did not give up.
As Logan stood up he ran over to the unknown mutant, ready to put him out.
Once again the mutant grabbed his arm. He pulled it down again and gave Logan a quick and hard hit in the armpit. Logan backed away as his arm fell limp to his side, for it had been dislocated.
Rogue and Kurt stood wide-eyed. They never thought it was possible to pull an adamantium bone out of its socket, but this mutant, who ever he was, found a way.
The move did not even require any strength, just speed and accuracy. He seemed to know where the bone had to be hit in order to pull the joint out of place.
The mutant grabbed a rope that hung from the wall and pulled it down.
Logan tried to push the joint back in its socket, but before he could the unknown mutant moved behind Logan and wrapped the rope around his neck. Logan could feel his windpipe close as the mutant began to pull.
Rogue and Kurt watched helplessly as Logan gagged and choked.
The mutant moved closer to Logan's ear and began to speak softly and calmly. "Don't talk to me like I'm some heartless son of a bitch. I am not. I have done so much for this world, more than you could possibly imagine, and I don't ask for anything in return. None even know what I do for this world."
The rope around Logan's neck loosened a little so he could manage to breathe. Logan did not take this as an opening to attack his foe. He could seance that the thing did not wish to harm him.
The mutant spoke again. "I'm going to release you now, but only if you promise that you will let me go in peace."
Logan only nodded. The mutant slowly took the rope away from Logan's neck and dropped it to the floor. He then braced himself for the man with the claws to attack him again, but he did not. It seemed that this Logan character was a man of his word.
He looked down to the gruff man's belt and noticed the bloody knife wedged within it. The mutant took the knife and held it in front of Logan saying, "I believe this belongs to me."
The mutant then moved calmly and easily to the door ready for the pale girl and the blue mutant to try and stop him, but they remained where they were.
Finally the unknown mutant did the strangest thing. He put his fingertips together and lightly bowed his head, as if showing respect to the three X-Men that stood before him.
And so he left into the night to catch up with his comrades.
As soon as the door closed Logan popped his joint back into place, giving a short grunt of pain in the process.
"Did you see how fats that guy moved," Kurt could not help, but point out, "he was just ever where at once."
"I'm well aware of that," Logan stated in an angry voice.
Rogue continued to stare at the door that the unknown mutant left through. She could not help but, wonder about him. Why did he allow Logan to live after they both tried to kill each other? And even when he was using her as a hostage he tried to keep her calm and at ease. Why was that?
"Ah don't get it," she thought out loud, "No human, or mutant is that humane."
"What," she could here Logan ask from behind her.
"Uh nothing," she said as she turned to him.
Instantly after she said that a small, brown haired head popped up from the ground. Rogue jumped a little at the sight of it, but knew instantly that it was only Kitty.
Logan and Kurt watched as the brunet slowly phased up from the floor. "What are you doing half pint," Logan asked.
Kitty seemed pretty relieved when she saw Rogue was ok and completely ignored Logan's question. "Oh my God Rogue, how did you get away from those creeps?"
"They just let me go," was Rogue's answer.
"Well, did they, like escape," asked Kitty somewhat surprised by this news.
Logan answered the question for Rogue. "We let them go after I fought one of em. Now will you tell me what you're doing poppen out of the ground."
Kitty looked to the gruff man as if she had just noticed he was there. "Umm I phased out of the basement. Jean and Scott are still trapped down there. They wanted me to find you instead of phasing both of them around with me. Jean may have a concussion from when that guy slammed the door on her head."
Logan gave a quick groan of aggravation and said, "alright, you guys stay here, I'll help Scott and Jean," and then he quickly left the three of them alone.
The night became quiet all around them as they waited for Logan to free the two lovebirds. The wind blew by the windows making an odd howling sound that made the three young X-Men shiver at the sound. They remained quiet the rest of the night.
Outside the building the group of mutants made their way over to the sewers. One of them lifted up the man hole lid and they all disappeared into the darkness of the pipes below.
They had hoped that these X-Men people would not follow them, or try to find them any more. For an ancient evil was coming to Bayeville, one that none of the X-Men have ever faced before.