Hide and Seek
On the journey home, the man known as wolverine was sitting silently in his chair. Thinking of the events that had just happened. He couldn't get the picture of all those men lying on the floor dead. It just wouldn't go away. I hope this doesn't scar me for life, he thought.
Looking around he saw some of the other students were still in shock of what they just saw. He just turned his eyes back to his lap. I wonder what they did to her that made her hate them that much. What did she go through? These questions just kept bothering him.
Suddenly something familiar caught his eye. They were finally home. Wolverine let out a sigh of relief and happiness. A couple minutes later they had landed. Unbuckling and standing, Logan went to take his first step home. He never knew how good it felt to be home. It was wonderful.
And there by the door was the professor. Sitting in his wheelchair, waiting patiently to greet the rescuers. Hugs and handshakes were passed between them, and everything felt good again.
Professor, I need to talk to you about something immediately! Logan asked.
The Professor's looked at Logan with questioning eyes. Very well. We will go to my office right now. Do you want anyone else to come?
No. And that was the only reply he got.
It was a silent walk to the office. They didn't talk to each other till they got to the room. " Well Logan, what is it that was so important that you wanted to talk about?"
" Well Chuck. While we were there we met another mutant. This one seemed to be there a long time."
" There was another there? Why didn't you bring her home, and how do you know she was there for a while?" questioned the Professor. Indeed he was very curious.
" How about I let you look into my mind to answer your questions but let me tell you it isn't pretty."
The Professor just wheeled his way to him, and brought his hands to Logan's head. What the Professor saw was nothing he ever imagined. He saw when they first Rogue, and the fight she and Wolverine had. Suddenly the scene changed. They were in a different place. A hallway, and what the Professor saw shocked him just as much as it did the X-Men. He saw all the bodies. He could feel the hatred of the one who killed these men. Though they did many wrong things, nobody should deserve to die like this.
It was too much for him to watch any more. He pulled out of Logan's mind, and just sat there trying to process all that he saw. He couldn't get the images out of his mind. Who is she? What created so much hate to live inside her body? Most importantly, where is she right now? The last question would not leave his head.
Finally the Professor lifted his eyes to Logan. " To tell you the truth I have no idea what I should say. I do know though we need to find. She is a danger to everyone, for I believe that she harbors much anger. So much that she might blame all of mankind."
" All right then let's get to work." as he said this he got up and started to exit the room.
He was stopped by a voice, " Logan, why are you in such a hurry to search for her?"
He only answered with a grunt and then left. The Professor stared at where Logan had been before deciding to follow him. When he caught up to him, Logan was standing in front of cerebro. Moving forward the Professor grabbed the helmet that helped him locate someone, and put it on. He then concentrated on searching for the mutant called Rogue.
In the hanger where the X-Jet laid was a girl resting on top of it. She was tired and cold of the journey to this new and strange place. Once she was rested, she planed to leave and tries to find her home from when she was young. The yearning to see her mother was sometimes too much, when she was in her hellish prison.
The young mutant girl knew she had to leave, for she could never be accepted here. Not after they saw what she did back there at the base. They would never understand why she did it. They were never in her situation long enough to know what it was like. To be used, to be abused, and to be forced to kill. Never would they know the pain she was put in for more than two years. They would never know what it was like.
So she sat for once in complete peace. Realization then slapped her in the face. She was free, truly free. Never would she have to worry about being experimented on, and never would she have to go through the pain of it. She would never starve, and she would be safe. She could really see her family again. It was the most wondrous feeling she had felt in a long time.
With this feeling, electricity started to spark from her fingers. The lights then went suddenly out. They didn't just go out in the hanger, but they also went out in the school. Everyone up there was wondering what was going. They all went to the room where they hanged out and had meetings.
The Professor and Logan were walking towards the room the students occupied, wondering what happened. " There are no storms or any type of weather that would cause this. What could have made the entire school have a black out? It doesn't make sense." The Professor said calmly.
" I don't know what caused this, but those better not be doing anything stupid while these lights are out." growled Wolverine.
Shaking his head the Professor just said, " Don't worry Logan they are fine. Storm and Beast are with them. They'll make sure nothing happens."
When they came to the room, they stopped their previous conversation. Everyone in there turned his or her attention to the two that just entered. " Students, the first thing I would like to know is did any of you cause this?" asked the Professor. His only response was the many heads nodding.
Beast came up though, " Professor I seem to think that the cause is somewhere below. Like in the hanger, or med lab. I think this because I was in the med lab when it first blacked out. I came to the upper floor to see if everyone was all right. I had thought this happened to the entire school" explained Beast, " To my surprise, the lights were still on and everything was okay. Not a second later though everything went black."
The Professor was about to reply when the light suddenly came back on. Gasps of surprise could be heard at different times, all around the room. " Well since that problem is fixed, why don't we go see if we can find what created it. Scott, Jean, Kitty, Kurt, Storm, Beast, and Wolverine? Will you please come with me? Everyone else, please go back to your normal schedules."
The group with the Professor went down to the hanger and med lab. They split into two groups. Beast, Scott, Storm, and Kitty went to inspect the med lab. Wolverine, Kurt, Jean, and Professor went to the hanger.
Rogue sat up instantly after hearing voices of people coming to the hanger. Quickly before they got there, she flew behind many crates. Looking up she prayed they wouldn't find her. The group came in. Instantly she recognized one of them. It had been the guy that had insulted her. What was his name again? Wolf, Wolfie, Wolvie, Wolver, … Wolverine! That was it. His name was Wolverine.
Logan had just walked in; when he was hit with a scent he had smelled before. Immediately he searched his memory for which it belonged to. He couldn't remember, so he did the only thing left to do. He searched for its owner. After about twenty minutes of detailed searching, he found an abundance of the scent. Logan smirked at finally locating the hiding person. He started to walk towards the crates.
Rogue held her breath as Logan neared her hiding spot. Deeply hoping that he would be distracted by something else. Rogue was not that lucky though. Logan was looking in and around some crates that were near her. She silently moved without getting his attention, praying that she would get away before he saw her. They wouldn't accept mah. Not after what Ah did ta those men.
Wolverine was getting frustrated at not finding this mystery person, and he was about to look somewhere else when something caught his eye. It was a blood red feather. Ha, that's funny. This looks almost like a feather that belonged to that girl with the wings, Rogue. After thinking that thought he knew instantly who the mystery person was. It was that girl Rogue and she was somewhere in here.
Logan decided to call Charles to give him this information. Hey Chuck! I think I found a way for us to kill two birds with one stone. The girl, Rogue, she's here. She's somewhere in the hanger. I don't know how she got here, but she's here. Keep a sharp mind and eye out for her. Tell the others to, okay?
The Professor was shocked. He didn't even sense her. All right Logan, and be careful. Remember what she did to those men. She is not a mutant to be reckoned with. Quickly sending the others the information, he started to search for her mind. Hoping that he would be able to talk to her.
Rogue was hiding on the opposite side of the room, behind a different set of crates. She watched everyone, especially the one in the wheelchair. At first he was rolling around looking for something, and now he wasn't moving. He had his hands to his head. She didn't get to think anything else, because something was trying to get inside her head. Rogue quickly brought up her shields, and fought from letting the guy in.
Wolverine turned quickly at the smell of fear and alarm. Deciding that this was the time to act, He rushed over to the opposite side of the hanger. He came to a spot with a bunch of crates. The scent was way stronger here. Silently as not to frighten her, he slowly moved behind the crates.
When he came to the end of one side, he looked around the crate and saw her. He saw the girl. She had her hands to her head, as if she was fighting someone or something on the inside. Taking this to be his perfect moment, he jumped to get her.
Rogue lifted her eyes immediately. Fear swamped throughout her entire body. It consumed her like a giant tidal wave. She jumped up, and spread out her wings. Just as she was about to take flight, Wolverine grabbed her ankles. She fell into the crates. Giving him a swift kick, she knocked him hard into the wall.
Jean and Kurt looked in the direction of the sound of fighting. When they started towards it, a girl came running into the middle of the hanger. Jean knew she was dangerous, because she remembered all those bodies on the ground, dead. With this thought in her mind, she attacked Rogue. Unfortunately for Rogue she wasn't expecting that attack. The force of it threw her into the opposite wall, and crash into some crates. Jean smiled at her great attack.
Rogue didn't think it was a great attack though. She thought it was a cheap shot. There was no honor in that hit. Anger coursed through her veins at being attacked like that. She got so angry her eyes started to glow white, while her hands began to spark with electricity.
She jumped out of the pile she had laid in, and looked at the one who had hit her. She spotted her attacker. It was a girl with red hair, and just by looking at her Rogue knew she hated this girl. The redhead seemed to be everything Rogue had ever dreamed of. She was pretty, looked smart, had friends, and most importantly had a power that wasn't cursed. Rogue then stared straight into the girl's eyes, and gave her an evil smirk. At seeing this smirk, Jean backed up. This only made it grow wider.
Logan had seen the whole thing, and knew that Jean was going to be in a humungous amount of trouble. When he saw Rogue smirk, he started running towards Jean. He and Rogue made it to Jean at the same time. Just before Rogue could hit Jean with a fist of electricity, Wolverine kicked Rogue in the side, making her miss her target.
" Thanks Wolverine! I thought I was a goner there," she said as she smiled her thanks.
Wolverine didn't smile though, " What were you thinking attacking her like that? Jean that girl is extremely powerful, and when you attacked her it wasn't an honorable attack. In other words it wasn't fair. You have to fight fair with her." Wolverine didn't look at her once through the whole time of his speech. Instead he was trying to find where Rogue went. He knew she wouldn't leave without getting her revenge.
Jean opened her mouth to apologize, but wasn't given the chance, for she had been hit in the back. The hit threw her a couple feet, and it hurt like hell. She smelled smoke and knew Kurt was near her. She turned her head as much as she could and saw the strange girl fighting Wolverine, and by the looks of it, the girl was winning.
Wolverine was getting tired, and more so by the minute. The girl seemed perfectly fine. He didn't see an ounce of sweat on her, nor did he hear any exhausted breathes. He had both though, and that wasn't good at all. Suddenly she flipped him over and had her claws at his neck once again.
" Remember the last time we fought, we were in the same position. Now remember when Ah said not ta threaten the Rogue. Well Ah hope this reminded ya." She seemed to get angrier by the minute, "Now Ah'm goin' ta have ta punish ya for not learnin' your lesson."
Rogue was about to strike when she was hit in the side by a blast. She flew to into the wall closest to her. Anger began to pulse through her veins at being hit. Slowly she looked up and saw a guy with strange glasses on staring at her. There were others with them. One she already knew. That big blue is beast or something. Everyone else she didn't know and frankly she didn't care.
While looking at Scott and his group, the Professor took this as his chance to get inside her mind. He needed her to calm down. Going slowly so as not to scare her, her slipped inside.
Rogue was just getting ready to attack the guy with the shades when she felt someone inside her head. Her hands went immediately to it and she tried to push whoever was there out. Ah don't know who ya are but ya better get out NOW!!
The Professor was suddenly shot out. The strength of the push threw him out of the chair, and was now lying a couple feet from it. The students came running towards him. Just to make sure he was okay.
Rogue saw this and knew right away that that man had tried to invade her mind. Her eyes grew white once again and her claws were ready to tear someone to shreds. She moved towards, but not close enough to him. She was more like three yards away from the group. " Who do ya think ya are ta go messin' in other peoples minds. Do ya have a license or something, cause if ya don't your in big trouble. Your lucky ya didn't get any further or ya would have been hurt and Ah wouldn't have been able ta stop it."
The Professor, once again backing his wheelchair, said calmly, " I am sorry. It was wrong, but I thought it was the only way to stop you from fighting."
" Hey, it wasn't mah fault. That girl attacked meh unfairly. Ah don't take kindly ta that!" growled out Rogue. Suddenly Rogue felt a little dizzy. Her mind and body was getting drowsy. Turning her eyes to them she did her best glare, though it was hard with her eyes getting weak. " What did ya freaks do ta meh?" It was the last thing she said before the darkness claimed her.
Whew! This was the longest chapter I have ever written for anything in my entire life. I hope you guys liked it because I know I did. I couldn't stop typing. It was beyond my control. Enjoy!
-cjrogue
