Urg x.X ::pulls limp body into computer chair:: Sorry for the delay in chapter, it's been a busy school week. I've had PSATs, picture day, and every possible test and quiz possible! But I'm back! ::snuggles readers::. Hopefully the next chapter will come sooner, but I'm not sure; high school may get in the way .
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Agent-G: Kurt's got to learn one day that you can't touch living vacuums! ::Sigh:: Hopefully he'll get that soon. It'll be the next chapter I'm pretty sure that Rogue and Mary have a one on one talk; I had to get some other things finished first !
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"Kurt? Kurt are you Ok?" Kitty questioned. "Ja, but I'm sick of getting absorbed while recruiting." Kurt mumbled, his blue tail lashing about. "Can you keep going?" Logan asked gruffly. "Probably not... I don't even think I can stand." The younger mutant admitted. "Ok," The feral man sighed, running his hands through his messy hair. "Kit, you hang out here with him and Rogue and me will keep after Mary." He decided as he looked into the nearby tree line, searching for any signs of the girl.
About ten minutes after leaving Kitty and Kurt in the clearing, Logan paused and sniffed the air. "I swear she's around here somewhere." He growled as his eyes traced their surroundings. "Where?" Rogue questioned, peering through the darkness. "I don't know!" He replied frustrated, his eyes darting around. Little did they know, his call had gotten Mary's attention, and she was watching them from above.
What do they want from me? She thought. They didn't have anything that reminded Mary of police officers, they weren't even dressed properly. The older man was in a black and orange jumpsuit, and the girl was wearing a black suit with a green chest plate. The two-tone was trying to get a better look at the duo when she slipped, nearly falling off the branch. Fortunately though, she was able to grab a nearby limb to keep herself stable but in the process she caused a few pinecones to fall. Shit.
"Ow!" Rogue exclaimed as a pinecone fell on her head. Soon after that one, 3 more fell near it. "What are the chances of that happening?" Logan chuckled as Rogue massaged her sore head. "Do yah think?" Rogue whispered as they both turned their sights to the treetops. "MARY?" Rogue called...nothing at first. "Mary? Please... Ah know what yah're going through!" She tried again. Suddenly Bamf, Mary was standing in front of them, looking confused and exhausted. "What tha hell?" She questioned, looking up at where she once perched. She then noticed the two standing near her and she jumped back. "Wait!" Rogue ordered, raising her hands.
Mary surveyed the one who called to her. This older girl had the same hair Mary did, and there were other attributes they shared as well. "What?" Mary asked suspiciously. "We need tah talk." The girl stated. "If you will come back with us-" The other started, but Mary didn't seem to like this idea. "I'm not going anywhere... we can talk right here." She disagreed firmly, planting her feet. "Fine," The man sighed, waving his hand to give the girl the go-ahead. "Ok, well he's Logan," The two-tone began. "And I'm Rogue...err... Marie. But I'm mostly known as Rogue." She explained. "Ok...Logan, Rogue... what exactly do you want?" Mary asked warily, her eyes shifting from Rogue to Logan. "Well... we know what you've been through tonight, and we know what you are." Logan explained. "You know more than I do then... what am I exactly?" Mary questioned, still obviously uneasy.
"Ok, you know those reports of mutants that have been on the news for a while?" Rogue inquired. Mary nodded slowly. "Well, yeah, we're those mutants people have been talking about. We live in New York with a man who helps us learn how to control our powers." She finished simply. "Ok...I've heard a little on the mutants, but word about that doesn't come too far down here. All I've heard is that y'all are freaks of nature and cause a bunch of trouble... but I've seen y'all do good things too so I'm not really sure what to believe. Are you saying I'm one of you? How can that happen? I was fine a few hours ago!" Mary exclaimed; the night's events were beginning to catch up with her and she was on the brink of hysterics. "Well how else do you explain sucking the power out of someone?" Logan countered. "I... He... Its..." Mary tried to explain futilely. Logan raised an eyebrow in slight amusement. "Ok... powers." She agreed after a moment, looking at her hands. "Well... how do I control it? Cause if I can't this is a pretty sucky power." She scowled. Logan and Rogue exchanged glances. "Well... that's the problem. If it's anything like mah power, it may take a while before yah gain control." Rogue admitted. "So I'm stuck like this?! What am I gonna do?" Mary demanded, her voice shaking. "That's why you need to come back with us. We have a friend that can help you, but you've gotta trust us." Logan offered again. "I... don't know..." Mary mumbled, stepping back from them. "Please?" The one called Rogue asked her. Mary looked into her eyes and saw something familiar about them; they seemed trustworthy. "I...Ok." She gave up. She was too tired to argue anymore, and she figured that if anything was to happen and she needed to get away she could use her new powers.
"Ah, Mary. I'm glad you decided to return with Logan and Rogue." Greeted a man in a wheelchair. "I'm Professor Charles Xavier." He introduced himself. Maybe I shouldn't have come...Mary began to doubt as the doors closed behind her. "No, I assure you that it was a very good idea that you come." Xavier smiled. Mary perked an eyebrow and backed up a bit. "No need to worry." He comforted. "As you were told, everyone here has special abilities. Tonight your gift was unleashed, but you need to learn control. That's where I come in. I run an Institute in New York to help teenagers like yourself learn to harness and use their abilities for good." He explained. "What good could my power do?" Mary snorted. "To learn that, it would be best to come back with us." Xavier replied with a warm smile and promise in his voice. "I'm still not sure." Mary muttered nervously. "Would you feel any better if we went and discussed it with your parents?" Xavier offered. "No... actually... I think I'll accept your offer." Mary said quickly. Those on the jet looked a bit shocked. "I still think it would be best if we went and talked with your parents to inform them of you decision." Xavier pushed after a moment.
"It's not like they would care." Mary groaned as Logan started for the cockpit. "What's that about Charles?" Logan asked as he started up the Blackbird. "Mary seems to fear her parents... she thinks it would be best to just take off and never return." Charles shook his head. Logan grunted in response. "So Kid, where's a good place to land this thing?" The feral man asked gruffly. "There's a baseball field about a half mile away from my house no-one uses anymore." She replied. Logan nodded in response and they took off.
Ten minutes later, Logan, Professor Xavier, and Mary were standing at the Dawson's front door. Logan had changed into civilian clothes as to not alert the Dawson's to anything suspicious. After a few raps on the door, the T.V was heard being clicked off and someone stormed towards the door. "Yeah?" A man greeted harshly as he pulled the door open. He glanced suspiciously at Logan and Xavier, but when his eyes fell on Mary, his lip curled. "Hello... I'm Steve Dawson. I see you found my daughter." He greeted again, although this time he tried to make himself seem pleasant; he failed. He walked out onto the porch and grabbed Mary gently by her now-covered arm. "I'm sorry she's caused so much trouble... I plan on having a talk with her." He explained, although Mary had no doubt in her mind that when he said 'talk' he meant beating. Mary was sure Logan realized this as well when he saw Steve tighten his grip on Mary's arm.
"Actually, Mr. Dawson, we were hoping to have a talk with you about your daughter's situation." Xavier interrupted. Once again, Steve tightened his grip painfully, and Mary winced. "Listen here Bub, if you don't take your hand off her-" Logan threatened, but Xavier cut him off. "Please, may we sit down and have a talk with you and your wife?" Charles asked again, this time his tone making it obvious that it wasn't an option. "Sure, whatever." Steve agreed bitterly as he released his daughter and reluctantly invited the men in. Logan growled as he passed the taller man, and Steve scowled in disgust and turned his attention to Mary. "Now you've done it." He mouthed as he slammed the door in her face.
"Well that's pleasant." A sarcastic voice called from the shadows. Mary jumped and spun around to see Rogue. "I thought you were told to stay on the plane?" Mary snorted. "Why else do yah think they call me Rogue?" She pointed out. "Because Marie wouldn't fit you." Mary grinned as she started for the backyard. "Where are yah goin'?" The older girl questioned, following Mary anyway. "To pack... I'm not gonna be allowed back in the house when Professor and Logan tell my parents about me being a mutant." Mary explained as she slid open her window and climbed in.
Rogue followed and took in Mary's room. Three walls were white and one black, supposedly painted to match her hair. She had a few bookshelves packed with novels by famous authors and a bunk bed. Mary walked over to her closet and pulled out a few suitcases and began to load her clothes into them. Suddenly, yelling was heard in the other room, and Rogue guessed the Professor had just told the Dawson's about their daughter being a mutant. "Well that sounds like fun...how did your parents react to you being a mutant?" Mary sighed as she moved from one drawer to another. Rogue rolled her eyes; she was about to tell Mary that her foster mother had tried to deceive Rogue into thinking the X-Men were evil. "Ah didn't have anyone tah tell really, Ah just came." Rogue told a half-lie. "Lucky you." Mary muttered as she pulled her hair up. As she did, her eye became visible. "Ouch, did that happen in the fight tonight?" Rogue questioned, trying to get a better look. "Heh, not tonight." Mary replied quickly as she scanned her room to see if she left anything forgotten. More yelling was heard and suddenly, someone was heard storming towards Mary's door. The girl's eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. "We may wanna leave...now." She urged as she tossed her luggage out the window and motioned for Rogue to get out. The older mutant had one leg out the window when Steve barged in.
"YAH FREAK! Ah knew yah were a mistake when we took yah in and this is proof! Ah don't think yah little bitch should be able tah have a chance tah learn how tah control it, Ah can just BEAT IT OUTTA YAH!" He screamed, his eyes flashing with insane rage as he backhanded Mary across the face. Upon contact, Steve staggered a bit, but was back again in an instance. Mary, on the other hand was slammed into a wall, her lip bleeding. Rogue was on him in an instance. "Listen hear yah yahoo!" She screamed in his face as she kicked him in the shin. Steve howled in pain and nearly fell, but regained his composure and raised his hand again. Before he could release his anger on Rogue, Logan came out of nowhere and grabbed his wrist.
"Don't touch the kids." He snarled, claws releasing. Steve froze in sight of the glinting metal. "Rogue, please help Mary gather her things. We're leaving." Charles ordered, his voice unusually cold. Steve just stood there, motionless. Sarah walked up next to him and glowered at their daughter. "If you leave, don't even think about coming back." She hissed.
"I don't plan on it." Mary whispered as Rogue led her past. "I will send people for the rest of Mary's possessions, and I don't expect there will be trouble, will there?" Charles stated, his calm voice leaving no room for argument. "Sure, we don't want the contaminated shit in our house anyway." Steve spat. Rogue glowered at Steve and Sarah as she ushered Mary out of the room with an arm rapped around her sister's shoulder. Logan and Charles remained a few minutes to get details straight, and followed the two girls shortly after.