Missing9

Disclaimer: Again, I don't but I wish I did. Only would want one (Wolverine). I do however own Tremor.

Distribution: Anywhere someone would like to post it, just be polite and ask **Thanks to Kari Jo for posting it on her site**

Author's notes: Thanks to Khaki, Jessyca, Faedyn, Kyrie and Mandi K. for all your support, friendship and patience. You mean a lot to me. Also thanks to all of you that have reviewed my story. Sorry for the long delay in getting out this chapter. Please continue your support!

Rated: R -- language and torture

CHAPTER 9 -- ROGUE'S 'NEW' LIFE

Rogue sat in her 'new' room, which she thought as she looked around didn't look much different from the other one that she had resided in before, except that there was more light. There was also a small skylight that she could track the days and nights. It was too high for her to reach. For her to use it as a means of escape. It was hell for her to look up at that hole up there and know that the world continued on without her.

After the night that she had watched the tape of her 'funeral' she was more than determined to escape. She needed to reclaim her life. She needed to get to Logan, her precious Logan. To tell him she loved him. To feel his arms around her, protecting her, loving her. She vowed she would do anything to get out of here. Anything….

The funny thing is, they left her alone for a few days after that night. The only thing that changed her routine during this time was that she received two meals a day (if that's what you called it). They were slipped under her door. The first time the food was delivered she picked up the tray and threw it against the wall yelling at the top of her voice that she wouldn't eat the shit and that they could all go to hell.

All she got for her outburst was a blast from the damned collar. Not a large jolt, just enough to let her know that someone was watching her every move.

She never saw or talked to anyone during this time. Even that animal Tremor was no where to be seen. This lasted for at least three days. Or was it four? She could hardly keep track anymore. The days and nights all ran together. The only thing that kept her from giving up or going insane was her thoughts of Logan. She also thought of what Tremor had said and what his relationship was to her Logan. She ran it over and over in her mind what he had said about Logan. How did he know Logan and why did he hate him so. All this went unanswered but it kept her mind occupied.

She tried to get sleep or even rest a little but they never turned that damn light off. It always shined day and night. It might have been her imagination but it seemed that it was even brighter when she wanted to sleep. Also everytime she tried to get some rest, the light became brighter and she received a jolt from the collar. She knew what they were trying to do. She had learned a little about it from Scott in her X-man training. They were trying to wear her down, to break her resolve, her spirit.

She was exhausted but she still did not give up. Her friends and her love may think her dead but she would find a way out of this hell.

After the third (fourth) day of the light, shocks and isolation, she 'felt' a presence with her in the room. She was exhausted, sore and hungry (she had eaten very little of what they had fed her).

As she looked around her room she looked over into the corner and there "he" was. 'Logan' was there in the corner. He was as she had first seen him, tight fitting jeans, the leather jacket and looking animalistic. He was holding a single white rose, like the one she had seen in the video. He looked at her with unwavering love. She wanted to go to him, but she was so weak and very tired.

"Logan, I knew you would come for me. But I don't know how much longer I can hang on. I don't like it here. Please take me home." Rogue pleaded with "Logan"

"Logan" looked at her. Hold on sweetheart. I am so proud of you and your strength. I've proved it to the others that you are alive. We know you're out here, just waiting for us. We are all coming for you. I'M COMING FOR YOU. Remember, I love you very much.

Rogue looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I love you too. Please hurry." Before she could finish, 'he' vanished.

She sank back on her cot. Please hurry. I'll try to hold on but I don't know for how long. She thought to herself.

Just as she thought she would have to go through another endless night (or was it day) she heard the door open and in stepped Magneto along with Mystique and Sabretooth (who gave her a look of pity. He also looked as if he wanted to be anywhere but there).

She would now find out that this is where her real hell began.

"Come my dear, we must really start your training. We have left you have the last few days to come to terms with your new life with the Brotherhood. That gesture has put us behind schedule. So we must accelerate your training." Magneto said in his monotone voice that commanded no disobedience.

Mystique stepped up to Rogue to push her to her feet. Rogue resisted. She mustered all the strength she had and punched Mystique in the face, pushing her to the ground. Sabretooth also reached for Rogue but was stopped by Magneto.

Magneto shook his head, "Please my dear, none of that. Don't make me persuade you with the collar. I know it can be most 'unpleasant'." Magneto said as he moved the remote into Rogue's eyesight.

Rogue shivered with the thought of another jolt from the collar. She knew in her weakened state that her body could not withstand a long dose of it but she pushed her luck anyway.

NO! yelled the Logan in her head at the idea that formed in her mind.

But Rogue didn't listen. She lunged at the remote that was held in Magneto's hand. She almost made it. Just as she reached it, the most indescribable pain stopped her. She fell to the ground, convulsing and gasping for air. It didn't stop this time. It just kept coming. She felt as if he was finally going to electrocute her, that she had finally pushed him too far. Finally the pain stopped. But her body continued to twitch as the electricity continued to travel through her body.

She lay on the floor panting and looking at Magneto with contempt in her eyes.

"You may break my body but you will never break my spirit. I will never bend to you. When my friends find me, I will take great pleasure in draining the life from both of you!". Rogue managed to get out between clenched teeth.

"We will see my dear. We will see." Magneto said as he turned to leave. "Bring her. That is if you can manage it." He threw over his shoulder at Mystique. "I wouldn't want to have to call Tremor, not just yet anyway."

Mystique picked herself up. Wiping the blood from her split lip, where Rogue's fist had come in contact with it.

"Come girl. Don't make this any harder on you than it is." She grabbed Rogue's arm roughly. "In the end it will all turn out the same."

Rogue was too weak at this point to put up much of a struggle. She had a feeling that she would need all the willpower she could muster in the time to come. Sabretooth took Rogue from Mystique and draped her over his shoulder, giving a look at Mystique that conveyed not to argue with him.

Rogue didn't know what to make of the kind gestures that he made towards her but she didn't have time to dwell on it.

They took her to another small room. This one had just a chair in the middle. The chair looked like the old-fashioned electrocution chair except this one was outfitted with what looked like sophisticated VR (virtual reality) equipment. Sabretooth set her down in the chair. They strapped her into the chair and placed a visor over her head. They then placed an IV in her hand in which they slowly injected a liquid that seemed to burn under her skin but at the same time made her feel all warm and fuzzy.

Her thoughts started to cloud. That's when they turned on the visual horror show.

She saw visions of mutilation, slaughter, and rape. In each of the visions it was Rogue being mutilated and slaughtered. It was her that was getting raped again and again. Always more humiliating and more painful than the last. What caused her the most horror and revulsion is that in the visions it was Logan raping her, slashing at her with his claws, mutilating her! And her friends were all looking on, Xavier, Storm, Jean and Scott. They were all laughing and doing nothing to help her!

Rogue screamed out in horror and revulsion. She strained against her bindings, tearing her wrists in the process. Blood flowed freely from the wounds. Rogue screamed out Logan's name again and again. Begging and pleading with him to stop the pain, to help her.

"NO! Please stop! This is not real! None of this is real! They are my friends! Logan loves me, he would never hurt me! He promised to protect me!! Oh God, please stop, it hurts so bad!" Screamed Rogue as she felt her mind being torn asunder.

"She's fighting the drug and the technique. Her will is very strong. " Mystique stated to Magneto.

"Increase the dosage of the drug. Double it, we must bend her or break her. Also increase the intensity of the hallucinations." Magneto said.

"If we increase it anymore, her brain may be permanently damaged or we will kill her." Mystique said.

"I don't care, do it! SHE WILL BREAK!" Magneto yelled.

Mystique increased the dosage of the drug. It went into Rogue's vein and burned all the way up her arm. She screamed at the pain and the sensations it caused. Her heart raced and her pulse went up. She began to sweat and tremble. Mystique also increased the intensity and violence of the hallucinations.

Then superimposed in the background of the visions that she was experiencing, were the laughing faces of her friends and her love. In the background she heard the voices telling her that her friends didn't care about her. They thought that she was pathetic, just a kid. They never would look for her. She was dead to all of them. All she was good for was to be used and thrown away.

Her new family was all that mattered now. They would care for her. They would love her. And with their help she could have revenge on the others. The ones that were now hurting her, laughing at her pain.

All this she saw in a drug induced hallucination. Rogue screamed for it to stop, that these were her friends. That Logan would never hurt her, not like the horrors that she was experiencing.

But with the drugs and the mental torture that went on for hours, her resolve started to falter. The 'Logan' in her mind screamed for her not to give in, to take strength from him. He screamed one last time, "Marie!" and then was silent.

Her screams turned into sobs, which in turn stopped completely. She stopped struggling and stared straight ahead. She never felt the cuts on her wrists or the blood that dripped on the floor. Her mind had shut down, blocking out the horrors that she had witnessed and the hurtful words.

Magneto came out of the shadows. He reached for Rogue and disconnected the wires, tubes and the visor. All the while Rogue's tear stained face stared straight ahead, never once flinching.

"Come my dear." Magneto said as he reached a gloved hand towards her injured wrists. "Let's get you out of here and cleaned up." "This must have been a most unpleasant experience, but it is all over now. You are among friends that care for you."

"Yes, that would be nice. Thank you." Rogue said in a monotone voice as she took Magneto's hand.

"After you have rested and eaten, we can begin our plan of revenge against the X-men. Together we will destroy them all." Magneto said as he led Rogue out of the torture room.

"Yes, the destruction of the X-men. Starting with the Wolverine. He's mine!" The "new" Rogue said with venom, looking at Magneto as a sneer came to her hardened face.

"He will be my dear, I promise you. Phase one is already in motion. Soon we will bag your Wolverine and bring him here. Then the rest of them will follow."

"Good, I want him to suffer the most and for it to be by my hand. Mine alone." Rogue said as she turned into her new room. She rested against the door, she felt dizzy.

"Rest my dear, I will be back shortly to escort you to the next lesson. I promise it will be nothing like that last lesson." Magneto turned and shut the door, leaving Rogue alone.

Rogue looked around the room, stopping when she saw a mirror. She looked into the mirror - "Yes, my dear Logan, you will pay for not loving me, for abandoning me. You will all pay. I have a 'new' family now."

She didn't notice a shadow leaving and slipping out of the complex, but Magneto saw it from a window and smiled. "Yes, it is all going as planned." He thought to himself. "Soon Charles, you will all be doomed."

TBC

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