Rock Me

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men: Evolution at all in any way, shape, or form.

AN: This is my first Rogue fic so constructive criticism is allowed, but no people being plain rude.

Thanks to: Everyone who's reviewed so far. I hope you all like the next chapter.

Chapter 14

Rogue awoke with a hell of a headache and when she moved she found herself handcuffed to a chair. She sighed in annoyance, blowing a piece of hair off of her face. She noticed that she was in, what looked to be, an interrogation room. It was dark and the walls were bare. The only light came from the bulb hanging over her head.

"Tha next tihme Ah threaten someone with a headache," she muttered to herself. "Ah'm sure as hell gonna remember this."

"Ah," said a velvety voice from the corner. "So you are awake my dear. How lovely." Rogue rolled her eyes and lifted her head towards the sound. It was Magneto. Next to him stood Mystique and Gambit.

"Chere, Ah must say Ah was hopin' to handcuff ya fur a different reason and to a different object," Gambit said with a saddened roguish smile. He felt guilty, Rogue realized. Good.

"My dear child," Mystique commented moving towards her. "This would not be necessary if you would just join us."

"Look you overgrown smurf, Ah'm not joinin' ya club o' flunkies and if ya git any closer yur gonna know what brain drain feels lihke." Mystique smiled.

"I had a feeling you'd feel that way. That's why we've come up with a very seductive plan."

"Look, nothin' you've got tuh say could convince meh. Ah want nothin' tuh do with yur club."

"Not even if we could allow you to touch?" Rogue looked up sharply.

"No one," she voiced angrily aware that her voice was wobbling. "No one, can promise meh that."

"Don't be so sure, my dear," Magneto grinned. He removed his helmet and Rogue held back a gasp. This guy looked way to much like Pietro for it to be a coincidence. He had to be Pietro's father. She inwardly snorted; no wonder the little spore was so cocky. His father was a metal wielding Superman.

Magneto moved towards her and Rogue held back from pushing away from him. He reached out with one ungloved hand and Rogue's eyes widened. Seconds later she felt his hand brush up against her ungloved one. She prepared herself for the usual absorbing and was shocked when it didn't occur.

"H-how?" Rogue asked with wide eyes.

"We've come up with a formula that will allow you to trigger your powers when you want them and not before. It lasts for a full forty-eight hours. That means you can touch."

"Why are you doing this?"

"We told you, we want you to join us in either the Brotherhood or the Acolytes. You would be a wonderful asset to our team." Rogue shook her head. For a moment she'd almost wanted to join them.

"Ah won't do it." Magneto shrugged carelessly and retreated from Rogue's small form.

"Not now you won't, but soon you'll see that we're the only hope for mutant kind. The war between humans and mutants will soon be on us. Which side will you be on? The side that allows itself to be hanged to show how kind mutants can be? Or will you be on the one that fights back?" He looked over his shoulder at Rogue and smiled coldly. "Somehow, you don't strike me as someone who'll take anything laying down."


"Adam! Adam! Slow down," David ordered as he followed his younger brother out to the car. "We don't even know where she is! We've got to go to Xavier. We'll need Wolverine to pick up her scent." Adam turned, just as he reached the car, to glare at his brother.

"I don't want Xavier involved. He'll only try to make things happy and flowery."

"Flowery?" David asked with a slight laugh. He stopped quickly as he saw the look Adam gave him. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry it's not a time for laughter. I understand that, but at least call Logan. He'll track Rogue and Xavier doesn't have to know about it."

"And why would Logan help us and not tell Xavier?"

"Logan already thinks the Prof is too easy on Magneto. We give him a chance to go crazy on the Brotherhood and the Acolytes and he'll be here in ten flat. Besides," David smiled. "I think he likes Rogue's attitude."

"Why? Most of the time she acts like she'll kill us."

"Exactly," said Blake hopping out of the car scaring both of his brothers.

"Where in the hell did you come from?" David exploded. "You sneaky little sucker."


"What're you kids doin up at four in the morning?" Logan asked once he'd answered the phone.

"It's a long story, but the short version includes Rogue being kidnapped and us not knowing where to look," David explained.

"Who did it?"

"Well, the obvious choice is Magneto, but we need your help to be sure." David could hear Logan sniffing on the phone. Finally he sighed.

"I'll be there in ten. Freakin' kids," he muttered as he hung up the phone.