Rock Me
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men: Evolution at all in any way, shape, or form.
Summery: Mystique never convinced Rogue to join the Brotherhood and the Professor didn't detect her. She ends up in Bayville with no place to stay, no friends, no answers, and doesn't know who to trust. She finds herself outside of a house hungry, tired, and scared. She knocks on the door and finds three guys that'll rock her world...
AN: This is my first Rogue fic so constructive criticism is allowed, but no people being plain rude.
Vote for Rogue's BF(boyfriend): Looks like Pietro and Blake are duking it out over Rogue! Their close to beating Remy out!
Scott: 1 Remy: 10Pietro: 8 David: 2 Blake: 8 Adam: 1
Evan:0Lance:0Bobby:0 Todd:0Dejuan:0 Brian:0
Robby:0John: 2
Chapter 6
"That went well," Blake said once they'd gotten home. He immediately went to get his guitar out of the corner he'd set it in earlier that day.
"Ah guess so," Rogue shrugged. Without saying anything to anybody else she went to her room leaving the boys frowning after her.
"You think she's okay?" Adam asked frowning after her.
"I don't know," David said truthfully. "She seemed fine earlier. What do you think, Blake?" Blake looked up, from where he'd been stoking his guitar, totally clueless.
"Huh?" he asked looking like a kid who'd just gotten caught stealing a cookie. David sighed patiently.
"Marie. Do you think Marie is okay?" he said slowly to his brother.
"Oh!" he said in realization. "I don't know. I think so. She seemed fine. Although, come to think about it, she didn't talk much on the way back."
"Blake, she didn't talk much on the way there," Adam said rolling his eyes. "We should leave her to herself for awhile. I wouldn't mess with her. She's deadly with a pillow."
"How would you know?" Blake asked suspiciously. "She only got here yesterday."
"I went to check on her last night to make sure she was okay. I think she sleep walks because she heard me and came at me with a pillow. I backed out of her room and she just went back to bed as though she'd never moved." David and Blake laughed.
"Hey! It's not funny! She almost ruined my perfect face!"
Rogue lay down on her bed feeling nauseated and dizzy. She had a huge headache. She knew she should go down stairs and tells the guys, but she just couldn't move. Her whole body ached with a strained pain.
'Oh, god,' Rogue thought twisting and turning on her bed. 'I feel lihke I'm gonna die. It has to be somethin' with Blake's powahs I can feel it.'
She closed her eyes and willed herself to relax. Once she'd relaxed she felt herself falling. Somehow she knew that this might be the only way to figure out what was wrong with her, so she went with it.
She found herself in a dark space the only lighting was around her. Looking around she saw an electricity ball coming closer and closer towards her.
"B-Blake?" she questioned in disbelief. Standing in front of her was Blake looking the way he had the night she drained him. He was holding his energy ball above his head using it as a source of light.
"Yeah? Who wants to know?" he asked looking at her. "Rogue? What're you doing here?"
"It's mah head! You should be gone bah now," she said.
"Nope. I'm harder to cage than that Cody dude."
"You know about Cody?"
"Of course! I saw him back there," he said jerking his fist behind him. "He's unconscious in a cell block. I don't know what you saw in him. I'm cuter." He pouted.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Look, Blake, Ah'm sorry, but Ah think that if you don't go into a cell too that Ah could be in serious trouble. Ah can't handle two people in mah head. Ah can't even handle meh in mah head."
"B-but I don't wanna," Blake whined stomping his foot.
As his foot hit the floor Rogue doubled over as a huge wave of pain burst in her head.
"Whoa," Blake said. "I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to." He ran over to Rogue and helped her to her feet. "I'll go." He turned and left.
Rogue stood there alone, her head still throbbing, and watched as Blake disappeared into a cell. She felt herself rising.
"Rogue! Rogue!" Adam said knocking on the door. "If you don't open this door I'm going to blast it open. No pun intended."
Rogue awoke with a throbbing head in time to hear Adam's threat.
"Ah'm coming," she responded. "Don't get yur panties in a bunch." She opened the door and Adam stopped mid-knock.
"I don't wear panties," he said clearly insulted. "I'm a boxers man."
"Whatevah. What do ya want, sugah?" Adam beamed at her.
"I love it when you say that," he told her. "Dinner's ready and David won't let us eat without you."
"Ah'm comin'."
"Rogue!" David shouted the next morning. "Come on down. We got some friends we want you to meet."
Rogue sighed in annoyance as she opened the door to her room and walked out of it. Walking down the stairs she noticed three guys other than David, Adam, and Blake standing there.
One guy was black. He was wearing cargo shorts and a green wife-beater. He was tall and thin, had short brown curly hair, green eyes, and a killer smile.
The other was white, with brown eyes, short spiked blonde hair, Blake's height, stocky, and he was wearing a white T-shirt with blue jean shorts.
The last guy was the tallest of all of them. He had light brown eyes, short black hair. He was wearing khaki shorts and a blue wife-beater.
"Hey! There she is," Blake said happily. "We want you to meet the rest of the band. Go ahead introduce yourselves."
"I'm Dejuan," said the black teen. "I'm the drummer and the only sane one in the group." Blake stuck his tongue out at him.
"I'm Brian," said the blonde boy. "I'm one of the bassists."
"I'm Robby," said the black haired boy. "I'm one of the lead guitarists."
Rogue nodded. "Ah'm Rogue."
"Yeah!" Blake said bouncing up and down on in the chair he sat in. "She's gonna be in the band! That is...if she can sing." Everyone turned towards Rogue who still stood at the bottom of the steps.
"Can you?" they asked at once.
"Ah don't know. Ah don't get many comments from the shower."
"Well, come on! Sing something," Blake said. "What about that song you were writing yesterday?" Rogue looked surprised.
"How'd you know about that?"
"I peeked over your shoulder before you turned around," he answered truthfully not at all embarrassed.
"Fihne. Ah'll sing. Come on. We gotta go in the garage."
Rogue lead the way into the garage and picked up one of the acoustic(? Is that right? I'm talking about the guitars you don't have to plug into an amp.) guitars and waited until everyone was settled before starting.
"Okay. No laughing," she warned glaring at them.
Rogue:
He was always such a nice boy
The quiet one
With good intentions
He was down for his brother
Respectful to his mother
A good boy
But good don't get attention
One kid with a promise
The brightest kid in school
He's not a fool
Reading books about science and smart stuff
It's not enough, no
Cause smart don't make you cool, whoa
He's not invisible anymore
With his Father's 9 and a broken fuse
Since he walked through that classroom door
He's all over primetime news
Mary's got the same size hands
As Marilyn Monroe
She put her fingers in the imprints
At Manns Chinese Theater Show
She coulda been a movie star
Never got the chance to go that far
Her life was stole
Now we'll never know
No no no no oh
They were crying to the camera
Said he never fitted in
He wasn't welcomed
He showed up the parties
We was hanging in
Some guys puttin' him down
Bullying him round round
Now I wish I woulda talked to him
Gave him the time of day
Not turn away
If I woulda been the one to maybe go this far
He might have stayed at home
Playing angry chords on his guitar
He's not invisible anymore
With his baggy pants and his legs in chains
Since he walked through that classroom door
Everybody knows his name
Mary's got the same size hands (Oh)
As Marilyn Monroe
She put her fingers in the imprints (Ooh)
At Manns Chinese Theater Show
She coulda been a movie star (She coulda been a movie star, oh)
Never got the chance to go that far
Her life was stole
Now we'll never know
(Now we'll never know, oh)
Greg was always getting net from 20 feet away (20 feet away)
He had a try out with the Sixers
Couldn't wait for Saturday (Saturday)
Now we're never gonna see him slam
Flying high as Kobe can
His life was stole (Stole)
Oh now we'll never know
Now we'll never never never know
Mmm now we'll never never never never know
Stole (Stole)
Oh whoa yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Mary's got the same size hands (Same size hands)
As Marilyn Monroe (Oh)
She put her fingers in the imprints
At Manns Chinese Theater Show (She was gonna be a star)
She coulda been a movie star (Oh no)
Never got the chance to go that far (Never got the chance)
Her life was stole (Stole, stole)
Oh now we'll never know
(Now we'll never never know, no)
Greg was always getting net from 20 feet away (He had game, oh)
He had a try out with the Sixers
Couldn't wait for Saturday
Now we're never gonna see him slam (Never see him)
Flying high as Kobe can
His life was stole (Stole, oh)
Oh now we'll never know
(Now we'll never never know)
Oh no no no
Yeah their lives were stole
