(A/N: I'm not dead. My comp crashed, and I'm trying my best to keep posting. Please enjoy.)

The Saturday morning was silent. Well..that's actually not true at all. In a mansion of many adolescent mutants, it's NEVER actually silent...especially at 10 in the morning. But between three certain teenagers... two of them of which had the reputation for two of the biggest mouths on the mansion... not a word was spoken.

After the other night, Kurt was scared...to say the least. All he could think about is where he will be in just a little more then 12 hours. The answer? Most likely in a building filled with gangsters. Gangsters with guns all just waiting to kill the first little blue elf they see. Every 2 minutes, even at breakfast, Kurt would ask himself why he is going to do this. This is Peter's job. Although Kurt is concerned about the little girl, he is no crime fighter. He doesn't have months of experience stopping people with guns. He only knows how to stop people with deadly supernatural powers. How could he possibly survive?

At breakfast, he would pick at his food hardly eating a bite. Every so often he would glance at Peter's empty seat. Kurt covered for him saying that he had a final project to do. After realizing the seat didn't have the answers he wanted, he would glance at his adoptive sister. Now this is where it gets very unusual. As far as Kurt and Peter are concerned, Rogue does not mind her own business. In fact, she usually voices her opinion with or without it being asked. But now..in Kurt's time of most confusion, she wouldn't say a word. He though about just going up and asking her about it. If he should go. If she would come as well. But...he just couldn't.

God forbid he would disturb Peter again. He came to his room at around 9:30. Just before breakfast. He was already awake with blueprints and pictures of the building they will be breaking into later that night. Kurt knew that it this point, Peter was still studying the building.

Peter sat on his bed with all kinds of pictures and blue prints that he downloaded form the internet. It's surprisingly easy to get a blueprint of a building on the net, but Peter was convinced that if this Fisk guy is a dangerous criminal and passes as a philanthropist, then there has got to be many things these blueprints don't have.

They need to be prepared, Peter thought. Peter took his mind off the many papers on his bed. They need something else. Someone else. As far as Pete's concerned, Kurt is in...but he knows his deal about not teleporting to places he can't see. This mansion is full of mutants, there has to be someone they could use. They need someone who can get around. Someone who can protect his or herself.

No, no, no, not Iceman. There is no way Peter will work with that guy again...at least as long as he has that mouth. Someone else.

...Rogue? She is definitely good in a fight. Not to mention, if she touches the right person, she could know where everything in this building is, including handy little jail cells. However, Peter was very reluctant of asking her. He knows full well how she feels about this super-hero business that Peter has grown so fond of, and she can't be too happy that Kurt submitted himself to it as well. Besides, after her last confrontation with Mystique, Peter's not even sure that she's all that willing to use her powers. Anyone else?

Wolfsbane could get Illyana's sent...no. No, she has nothing of her's to work with.

Cannonball can bust through walls easily...which is something Peter could definitely use. He's a smart kid too. But it's also true that he leaves a mess. He needs someone who can get through walls, but in a quiet matter.

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"The professor cannot know about this," Peter continued. "I know it sounds sketchy, and I don't like the professor being in the dark about things like this anymore than you do. But we can't risk this. If we can 'dent' Magneto, so to speak, by setting Colossus free, that's one step closer to fulfilling the professors dream."

Kitty sat on her bed in her bedroom she shared with Rogue. Peter was full of excitement and anxiety so there was no way he could force himself to sit. Like her roommate, Kitty was not very fond of Peter's nocturnal hobbies...but it's clear that this isn't about him anymore. Kitty never thought that Magneto would resort to hostile slavery, even though she's met with him many times. And if he could get a guy such as Colossus to unwillingly join him, then there's no telling what else he can pull off.

Kitty remembers the first and only time she squared off against Colossus. She worked together with her interesting love interest Avalanche to trap him in a abandoned building and send it crashing. The news reported it to be unusual violent tremors around that area. He didn't seem that violent...he really didn't seem like he wanted to be there.

There was no way Kitty could refuse, and Peter knew that. Not just for the X-Men's sake, but for Colossus' as well.

"In and out," Kitty said simply. "I don't care what else happens in there. We get the girl, and we are out of there." Peter couldn't have asked for anything else. "But I can't just walk in there and phase through everything...that's how I can get killed." Peter agreed. "We need a plan. And I think we need more then just you, me, and Kurt."

"You're thinking about Rogue?" asked Peter, though it was more of a statement. Peter could never have the audacity to ask Rogue for her help. And Kitty and Kurt just didn't have the courage.

"One touch and-"

"I know," interrupted Peter as if he didn't want to be reminded. "You know how she feels about this sort of thing. Even so, I think we'll need someone else as well. 3 people won't cut it."

"What about Bobby?" asked Kitty playfully.

"What about I kill myself first?" asked Peter.

"Peter, he can't be that bad," began Kitty. "I've been in a fight with Bobby a couple of times, and he's really not so horrible. He may have a gross mouth, but he has a heart of gold. He's becoming an integral part of the X-Men."

"Great!" exclaimed Peter. "Give me a call when he IS integral. I can't risk him."

"Have you thought about Cannonball?"

"I did, but I don't see it working out."

"Too clumsy?"

"Too loud."

"Loud? The boy barley talks!"

"No. I mean as far as he keeps running into walls an making them go boom..."

"Good point."

Knock Knock.

Peter knew who it was.

"Come in," Kitty said softly, still not fully contemplating what she's getting into.

Rogue stood at the doorway not completely shocked to find Peter in her room with Peter. It makes perfect sense why he would ask her to help him with this little project of his.

"You had to knock to get into your own room?" asked Peter deciding to break their silence.

"I just wanted to make sure I don't hear something I don't want to hear," replied Rogue. Ok Peter...it's now or never.

"Rogue, this isn't about you or me," Peter began. "How can you stand here knowing what is happening here? How could you do nothing when you are certain that a little girl is being held against her will? A little girl, Rogue. She didn't do anything to this Fisk guy, and yet he collects money be treating her like some kind of animal! I know we are kind of 'helping our enemy', or whatever way you want to look at it, but think about it. How can you turn a blind eye on a girl who needs you're help to escape from captivity?"

Rogue stood there as if she was unaffected by anything Peter had said.

"I can't," Rogue said without hesitation or much thought. "Which is why I'm going with you."

"...oh. Okay then..."

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Shadowcat, Nightcrawler, and Rogue all waited in Peter's room. When the clock struck 2 in the morning, The four of them snuck out very softly by having Kitty phase them through the floor which should have them right in the kitchen. It was risky, no doubt. What's the one place a teenager probably is when he or she isn't in bed? The kitchen. Lucky for them, no one seemed to be in there.

They were wearing their uniforms. They really didn't have to, but it was kind of a habit. However, Spider-Man wore his traditional red and blue costume as opposed to the one given to him as in X-Man.

Kurt was scared to the point where he was shivering as seconds go by. Bullets are hard to dodge, even for an acrobatic teleporter. He continued to grip the cross around his neck and pray. As an X-Man, Nightcrawler has a good track record as far as fights go...but tonight will be very different from anything he has experienced.

Rogue wasn't scared at all, or if she was, she didn't show it. It's hard to read Rogue, always was. She has every reason to be afraid, however. In this little group, she is the only one who can't use her mutant ability to escape. One false move on her part and she's as good as dead. She knows this, and yet she still is willing to take this mission on. Courage? Overconfidence?

Kitty was worried as much as Kurt, however she wasn't as confident (or foolish) as much as Rogue. The thought of losing in a fight or dying rarely crossed her mind. If things get to sticky she could just phase herself out of there. However, 3/4 of her group, she has never dealt with bullets before.

Peter can't count how many bullets he's dodged in the past. Luckily, he's never actually been shot. A bullet or two has scrapped him, but nothing that serious...and he has his powers to thank for that. The costume he made is actually a little more comfortable then the one he was assigned, which is why he's wearing it. Somehow, he never pictured himself in black, which is why he favors the red and blue. His mask wasn't on just yet.

The plan was to take a car from the garage. Not that hard. Bobby, Sam, and Jubilee used to do it all the time without a soul noticing. The hard part was, however, to make sure Logan or even Ororo doesn't decide to take a midnight ride. Logan has been known to leave the mansion with his bike whenever he damn-well pleases. Same for Storm, only she usually come back before daybreak. The garage is not too far from the kitchen. IN the four teens just stay quiet, they'll be home free. They left the kitchen and proceeded down the hall towards the door to the garage.

He was waiting for them there.

"Shit," Spider-Man cursed under his breath still unmasked.

"Maybe this is a blessing in disguise, no?" Kurt said almost happy to be caught in the act.

"Don't consider this a 'blessing' just yet," said Scott has he unfolded his arms and stood up straight after leaning against the door. "What the hell do you guys think you're doing? At first, I thought you were going to enjoy a joyride, but you seem to be a little over dressed for that."

There was silence. Why did this have to happen now? They were so close! Peter didn't have the time or the patience to deal with this in a calm matter, which was exactly what the rest of this team is afraid of.

"We are going to break a little girl free from wrongful imprisonment in the Fisk Corp. Building."

Scott already couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What?"

"Listen, Scott," began Peter. "You HAVE to trust me. Magneto has some connection with that billionaire, Wilson Fisk. Their holding Colossus' sister in his building. I didn't tell anyone else because Colossus doesn't fully trust you...us...just yet. Magneto is forcing him to work for him. And if we free his sister, than Colossus has no reason of staying with Magneto."

Although Scott did not put on a face of surprise, he was. This is the part where he would tell everyone to change their close, sit down, get the professor, and calmly talk about what the problem is and what the X-Men could do to solve it. "You guys need a ride?"

But even Cyclops could see that there's no time for that.


Hold your breath...bottle it up and save it for the next one. It's safe to say we've been writing this
all night. None of this will ever change our minds. It's never safe to rely on borrowed time. Now we're all undone, and it's time to open up our eyes. Consequence, it's our need in times like these.
Feeling free...it's our modern disease. We are a classic disaster, with a knack for winning. This all has broken from majority. We'll get used to it.

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