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AN: holy crap its been an uber long time and I am so sorry. You guys have no idea how many times I've sat myself down to update this fanfic and then got sidetracked. I let this story sit for far to long and I'm sorry. I plan on updating my other fanfics soon too, I hope. Okay here it is.

The brotherhood heroes

Chapter Two: Unexpected Guest

Pietro hated waiting. The world was to slow for him, he shouldn't have to wait with the rest of the slow pokes. He was Quicksilver, the fastest kid in the world, why the hell did he have to wait at the same pace as everyone else? He glared at the woman in front of him in the check out line. There were fifty things in her cart! No way was he going to be able to wait the entire time the cashier guy ran each of those things individually over the scanner.

"Oh screw this," he mumbled under his breath. Making sure he had a tight grip on the chips and 2 liters of soda pop he sped out of that store before anyone could blink. He didn't even bother leaving money on the cashier desk, why the hell should he? They certainly didn't provide great service! As Pietro sped back to the brotherhood house he wondered why he even bothered getting in line to pay anyway. He should have just sped in there and took what he wanted and then got the hell out. No one would have even seen him at the speed he was going. Then he remembered why, Magneto. Although his father certainly didn't care about humans getting ripped off he didn't want anymore attention to be drawn to him, the acolytes or the brotherhood until he was about to put one of his plans in motion. Pietro using his powers to steal from a grocery store was a good way to put mutants on the news . . . again.

Pietro was back at the brotherhood house in under a minute. He didn't bother slowing down at the door. He just wizzed right on in, dumping the chips and 2 liters on the kitchen table and then right up the stairs to his room. Pietro's mind normally worked at the same speed he was going, but for some reason it didn't really process what he had seen in the living room until he was standing in the middle of his own room, and then it clicked. "Holy shit," Pietro exclaimed finally realizing what he had seen. In a flash he was back down in the living room. The sight made him gasp.

Toad looked up at him from his spot on the couch armrest. He looked at Pietro briefly before turning his gaze back to the person on the couch, a bloodied and unconscious Rogue. She looked like shit. Thousands of thoughts went through his head at the same moment. Thoughts like, what the hell is an x-geek doing in the brotherhood? Who beat the shit out of Rogue? Oh crap are the other x-geeks coming to get her? Wolverine's going to be pissed, he'll probably take it out on me too, son of a bitch! Mystique is going to go anal, and is it a good or bad thing Rogue is on our couch?

Finally Pietro asked, "What happened?"

"Your guess is as good as mine man," Toad said.

"What the hell do you mean my guess is as good as yours!" Pietro shouted. "How the hell did she get here here?"

"Hey I was upstairs when the whole thing went down yo!" Toad defended. "Lance was the one who brought her in! I'm upstairs minding my own business when all the sudden Lance comes barging in telling me to look after Rogue when he went out. I aint got no explanation or nothing."

"And where did Lance go exactly?" Pietro asked, trying his best to say it slow.

Toad shrugged, "I think he said something about going to the x-mansion."

"Whywouldhegotothex-masnion!" Pietro demanded, he paused and then shouted, "THEX-GEEKSGOTATTACKED!" Peitro started chuckling, "Avalanche probably went to make sure Kitty's okay. This'll teach him to get mixed up with one of them."

"So. . ." Toad's voice broke Pietro's train of thought. "What are we going to do with Rogue yo?"

Normally Pietro would have never given any thought to an injured X-Man, but he'd never seen any of the X-Men look as bad Rogue did now, hell he never had seen anyone look as bad as Rogue. "Hmm. . ."

"Think we should call Mystique?" Toad suggested. "She'd want to know that her-" before Toad could finish the sentence he found himself slammed up against the wall with Pietro holding him by the collar of his shirt.

"WHATAREYOUCRAZY!" Pietro yelled. "YOUKNOWMYFATHERHATESMYSTIQUE!THERESNOWAYSHESCOMINGINHERE!"

"Okay, okay!" Toad said squirming under Pietro's grasp. "Just let me go man! It was just a suggestion!"

Rogue let out a low moan, drawing both their attentions to the couch. Pietro dropped Toad and in half a second he was standing next to the couch. Rubbing his chin he began to think of what he should do. Rogue was an X-Man, injured or not they couldn't just let her stay here. What if Magneto found out? But then again she did used to be one of them, only it was Mystique who wanted Rogue in the Brotherhood, not Magneto, although he had no problem with it, Rogue proved to be very valuable to the Brotherhood.

"Hey Toad, grab some wet washcloths and gloves will ya?" Pietro said. He was getting sick of all the blood on Rogue's body. "Nevermindyourtoslow." Before Toad had even taken two steps Pietro and zoomed out of the room.

First he went into the bathroom and dug out the first aid kit. In it was a small box of disposable rubber gloves, the kind doctors use when their treating a patient. Then he took a bucket and filled it water, grabbed a washcloth and was back downstairs next to Rogue. Slipping on the gloves he wet the washcloth and began to dab on the wound on Rogue's head. It wasn't long before the washcloth was red with blood and Pietro had to dip it in the bucket once more to wash the blood out.

Toad just sat there watching him the whole time, annoying the hell out of Pietro, "You could help you know!"

"No way man," Toad said. "I aint risking getting drained by Rogue."

"I've got gloves you idiot!"

xXxXx

None of the security systems were working when Lance got to the institute. The gate was wide open allowing anyone who wanted to just drive on in, which Lance did. He drove slowly at first going down the institute driveway, keeping his eyes on the security guns that were in the yard. They only popped out of the ground when there was an intruder, but now they were out and not doing anything. They looked disabled. Upon reaching the front door Lance jumped out of the jeep and walked inside. He kept his eyes open, cautious of anything that might attack. The place was a total wreck. Statues that Xavier had on display in pieces, a lot of the windows were broken, there were burn marks what Lance assumed were from Cyclops' optic blasts on the wall and floors, and a lot of the railing on the stairs had been torn off.

"Kitty?" Lance called out. Silence. Please be okay, he thought as he headed up the stairs. The first place he went to was the girl's hall, he barely remembered where Kitty's room was from his one and only stay at the mansion. The door to Kitty's room was laying on the floor and a lot of Kitty and Rogue's things were broken.

Lance turned to leave but then something caught his eye. In the corner of the room was something small and silver reflecting the light of the sun. As he came closer he recognized what it was. He picked it up and examined it. It was the silver angel from the necklace Lance had given Kitty for her birthday. I few feet away its chain lay on the floor, broken. Lance closed his fist over the angel and as he did the entire ground began to shake.

AN: well I finally updated mein gott its been awhile. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I hope you liked it though. Hopefully it wont take as long to write the next chapter. Well anyway, please review. I'm more motivated to update when you guys review.