She stood in the middle of a circle of bodies, lying, rything on the cold cement. Her hand still shaking and her mind swirling in a deep confused mass of images and memories which were not her own. At her feet lay a girl... jet black hair fading to a bright strawberie red, clothed in a soot black sweater and equally dark-leather pants.
"Why am I lying on the ground in front of myself?"
"Rogue?... Rogue are you alright?" stammered a young girl in a yellow Jacket from behind her.
"Huh, oh sorry, right... I'm rogue, I'm fine."
"Rogue we need to get out of here before the police show up, I can already hear the sirens, are you up for it?" said a short, rough lookin man, in a tattered shirt and cowboy hat.
"Yeah, I reckon so... hold on tight y'all. Logan grab the me... I mean the girl, we can't just leave her here... everyone ready?"
In an instant they were moving upwards away from the street and the buildings, very fast. Low hanging, white clouds, swallowed them hole only to dissapear as quickly behind them in a sea of uniform fluffy waves...
"I'M NEVER GOING TO GET OVER HOW COOL THIS IS!" Yelled the girl clutching tightly to the womans arm.
"It does sort of take the edge off of my other powers" the woman replied.
Her aubern hair, highlighted by one large white streak, whipped out behind her as she flew, near jet speed through the air. She smiled as she let the strong winds wash over her, helping her clear some of the cobwebs from her now tangled mind...
She was Rogue... she could soar through the air like an angel, or lift a small tank with without pulling a muscle... her life was charmed and cursed... she could be closer to another living being than probably any other person on the planet, but she could not touch anyone for more than a few moments without killing them. She was a vampyre goddess... a vampyre... that was a weird way to think about it? Why had she suddenly made the analogy to a vamp... she was not alone anymore... suddenly there was someone else there with her...
"Who are you?" Said a young womans voice into her mind.
"My name is Rogue... you are me... you will understand soon."
Memories flashed through her mind, images of people she knew but had never met, her mind raced with the flow of information streaming through her conciousness, as she continued her fast but leisurely flight through the air.
"I am you?" came the voice again, confused...
"We are one, for now..." replied Rogues conciousness calmly.
"We are one... wow we're flying!" came the voice again, only this time it was mixed with Rogues own voice, and the thoughts were her thougts, the questions her questions, all answered as quickly as they were asked..."
Rogue knew, now, who the girl in her arms was. Her name was Willow Rosenberg, she was from sunnydale CA. It was a jumble of memories, all trying to settle into a space in her brain that was unused by some other thought or proccess.
"HALT unidentified flying mutant!"
A voice amplified a hundred times by a loud speaker knocked her out of her inner musings... looking around she saw a large creature floating ahead of her... it's arms and legs were a polished red metal, it's torsoe and face bore the easily recognizable insignia of three letters imposed upon a circle with large eagle wings stretched out behind them.
F.O.H.
"Logan? Is that a sentinal?" The young girl in her arms shouted... "I thought they destroyed them all, havn't they been illegal since genosha?"
"That's a boot-legged Sentinal, looks like the FOH heard about our little red head's moving speach back there..." replied Logan.
"Less talk. More flying really fast" Said Rogue as she darted left quickly through the air.
The oversized robot moved hurriedly to match her and crushed through a small condo in the proccess...
"Oh my god it's so unnescesarily large and destructive!" Said the girl.
"Rogue it's a sentinal remember, if we don't take it down soon a lot of people could get hurt or killed!" Came the mans voice from her other side, as he held tightly to the Red headed girl in his arms.
Rogue was thinking fast... the sentinal swung at her and steped on a car with a small dog inside... there was a muffled whimper...
She dodged low then high... she couldn't exactly punch it while carrying three people...
Then it hit her, like a lightning bolt from the ground, she realised what she had to do, what she could do.
"Jubilee!" Rogue yelled over the loud clanking of the giant metal creature as it raised one hand and fired a large lazer from turrets on the fists, narrowly missing her but knocking a telephone pole into a nearby appartment complex... "Jubilee, I need you to distract it for a minute while I hover, can you do that?"
"I'm your girl Rogue-ey... )" Replied Jubilee, rolling up the sleaves of her yellow jacket...
"HEY OSCARS THE GROUCHES SUMMER HOME!"
The robot continued to fallow them through their air dancing with the scanners in it's eyes...
"Yeah I mean you, ya lousy excuse for a transformer! I bet you don't even turn into anything cool do you?"
"That's right just keep looking right at me, dorothies got a little surprise for you tin woodsman!"
"CATCH!" KABOOOOOOOOOOM!
Light exploded from the outstretched hands of the mutant called Jubilee. Fire crackers flew in random directions letting of loud explosions of plasma while a stream of their contemporaries flew into the eyes of the now disoriented mechanical assasin.
The crowed that had been fleeing in terror ooo'ed and awwed inspight of themselves.
"IF YOU ONLY HAD A BRAIN!
"Heart Jubilee..."
"Huh?"
"The tin Woodsman didn't have a heart."
"Oh right."
"Quiet you two I have to concentrate, the key to the girls power is in her memories."
"What?" The man and the girl asked in unison.
But Rogue did not answer, instead she closed her eyes, still hovering a good fifty feet off the ground.
Jubilee looked puzzled, the man in the hat looked distrustfull, the girl with red hair looked unconcious.
Then Rogue began to speek...
"Hecate I summon you, through mighty wind and and valiant fire, through gracious earth and merciles snow, bring to me my hearts desire..."
"Rogue what are you?..."
"Quiet Jubilee!" Snapped cowboy hat man.
"... Mighty Hecate I implore, as my enemies are yours, take his streangth, tear him down, make him powerless before me, make the mighty giant fall, make him nothing feared at all..."
It seemed as though a small hurricane had decided to localize itself around the four people hovering in the air. The wind had picked up so hard that Jubilee could barely make out what rogue was saying anymore... but her mouth kept moving and as she spoke blue sparks seemed to erupt from her skin and her eyes (including the whites) slowly turned as black as onix...
"... AS I AM YOURS AND WE ARE ONE, HECATE MY WILL BE DONE!"
A final loud crack of lightning seemed to strike from them toward the Sentinal... there was a loud crunch of metal, an eirie grating, the whole world seemed to go dark for an instant as though the sun had decided to take this exact moment to go on a vacational eclipse. The earth shook and Jubilee could hear car alarms sounding in the distance.
Then there was silence, the sun reapeared, the sky was blue again, a bird twirped and was quickly eaten by a cat. The sentinal was no where to be seen.
"Rogue... Rogue, what did you do to it?" asked Jubilee in a trembling voice.
"You'll see." said Rogue.
The floated down slowly to the ground still looking around cautiously. A crowed of people were standing around looking awe stricken and pointing with their mouths wide open.
"God, I wish people wouldn't do th... OH MY GOD!" exclaimed Jubilee doing a double take.
Standing upright, head about five inches in above the ground, was a tiny miniature version of a sentinal, waving it's arms around frantically, letting off little sparks of light, and speaking in a high pitched, monotone voice... "Death to all mutants... the friends of humanity will prevail!"
"Ummmmm..."
"My sentiments exactly." said the cowboy hat ladden man stepping to the ground.
"Can we keep it Rogue?" asked jubilee in mock excitement.
"Oh yeah, I'm sure the professor would love a biggoted little power ranger toy, runnin around the mansion tellin the students they're all genetic mistakes." replied Rogue dryly.
"So ummm what are we going to do with it then?" inquired Jubilee.
"One good solution comes to mind."
Kick
The mini sentinal flew accross the street, bounced off the edge of the sidewalk, and fell into the gutter.