Thanks for all the reviews, I'll make this one longer- enjoy! Oh… and this is going to be more of a Pietro/Rogue/Remy/Pyro thing. Later!
Chapter Three- The Deal
"You are in Mag's base, chere."
"Oh shit… what the fuck do you want with me?"
"Oh… all I need is for you to well… join us."
Rogue didn't reply, but she hit him hard across the cheek, causing him to fly back. She got up, held her head with her left hand, and grabbed him up by his collar. She pinned him against the wall, and let go of her head. Gambit was struggling against the force of her hand. But it all ended when Sabertooth grabbed her neck, and threw her against the wall, and she dragged against the wall, bloodstains coming down.
Rogue fell unconscious, and Gambit saw bruises starting to appear on the sides of her neck.
"Y' know, Mon ami, de boss isn't going t' like dis one bit." Gambit said, looking at Sabertooth, and back to Rogue.
"What am I supposed to do about it?" He answered gruffly.
"Psht, I don't know what t' do about de fille."
"We throw her into the water, and hopefully Erik won't find her. We could say she ran away and you know… slipped."
"Dat's mean Mon ami… but dat works. You do it, I don't like belle Filles being dumped into an icy cold lake."
"Get guts, Gambit." Victor Creed said, and picked Rogue up. He checked her heart beat, and it wasn't beating. (A/N: Don't worry… just keep reading!) He smiled, and ordered, "Wash all the blood up, and try to clear the mud."
One hour later
Rogue opened her eyes, and tried to gasp for air. She flew to the top of the icy cold lake, and put her head above water. The headache was gone, and no more pain from her neck.
Rogue looked around. She was in the middle of a frozen lake. Rogue grabbed the ice-covered lake that was in front of her, and climbed up top. She sat onto of the ice, trying to realize what had happened and where she was. Finally, she crawled slowly across the ice, and onto land. A large metal ball was only about one mile away form her, but then she remembered a little bit. Gambit kidnapped her…
But everything from there was completely blurry. She couldn't remember. But Rogue was frozen, and it felt like she was going to die right then and there. Soon, she saw a figure out in the snowy blizzard. They came closer, and finally they made it to Rogue. It was John… John…
(A/N: Rogue blacked out again)
In Rogue's "dream"
Rogue walked on a dirt floor, it seemed never ending. There was a thunderstorm up ahead, but only that. Then there was a metal cross. There were green vines going across it, and they were growing… quickly. Rogue wanted to walk up to it, but couldn't. Something was stopping her. The vines were now starting to go to the ground and were making their way to her… finally they reached her, and grabbed her legs. They went to her thighs, then to her chest. They wrapped around her neck, and the vines got thorny. They went into her neck, and then the thorns dug into her neck, letting blood drop. They covered her mouth… she couldn't breathe… somebody help her! She was suffocating…
Rogue opened her eyes, and took a deep breath. She was in the med. Room in the X-Mansion. Rogue smiled, and closed her eyes again, but opened them. Was this all in a dream?
"HELP!" She screamed loudly. Hank ran into there, and looked worried.
"What is wrong?"
"Nothing... how long have I been out?"
"A few hours. Pietro brought you here."
"Pietro?"
"Pietro."
"Huh…" She said, thinking. She swore that John had found her…
"Well, child, I guess that you're done. Logan's training session is going, but you mustn't attend. Get ready for school."
"Okay…" She said, and got ready, like normally.
"Something's wrong with her, Charles." Logan said.
"Indeed. Her X-Gene is growing greatly. It has grown from here…" He said, pulling out a chart. "Greatly." He said, finishing his sentence.
"Wow…" Storm gazed at the chart. "Does she know?"
"No… we must not tell her right now. She seems a bit out of it. When Pietro brought her in today, she had none of her old scars. Nothing. It was like she was just born, or never touched." Xavier said. Beast began to be worried; he had never seen Charles Xavier this unsure of such things…
Okay, sorry it was so ling! Reviews and ideas, please! Thanks, Spades.
