Traps chapter 19
He may have not trusted her, but he was definetly concerned. She wasn't at the mansion when they awoke, and when he arrived to school, she was no where to be found. He didn't dare believe she had runaway. There was too much for her here, so she wasn't going far. Maybe the Brotherhood's place. Good, that's where she belonged. Now Rogue could get better, now that she didn't have to worry about Allana attacking her. But there was that nagging question... where was she?
Scott spotted Pietro yanking stuff out of Allana's locker and slammed it shut before he could pull out her English book. "Where is she?"
Pietro glared at him. "What do you care?"
Scott balled his fist. "Don't test my patience, Maximoff."
"I'm so scared. She's fine, not that it concerns you. Rogue's at the manor then?"
"It's none of your business."
Pietro ignored him and opened Allana's locker again.
"What do you know about Allana trying to cure Rogue," Scott asked.
"About as much as you do... that's she's trying. I'm about to go take her these." Pietro indicated the books.
"Not with out me, you're not."
"Why? So you can look like the prick you are?"
Scott sighed. "I have a hunch, she's not at your house."
"Late on the uptake then, I never said I was going to the house."
"Then where are we going?"
"We? I'm leaving... without you." Pietro stuffed the books into his backpack and started to walk away.
Scott stopped him. "You're going to the Bat Cave, aren't you?"
****
I'd be damned if I let Mystique gets away with taking over my life. I had a problem with her ruining my friendships and getting in the way of what I knew I had to do. I needed Rogue talking to me and I needed it now.
Cameron and I had a break through. We tested some of my mutant blood and his formula domanted the x-gene he found, but only for a few moments. A few moments. A few moments during which I was normal. A few moments where I didn't have to worry about someone finding out I was more then a punk kid with an attitude problem.
Cameron was working on a more permanent formula but was having trouble, if the x-gene lay dormant for long, it began to react making it more powerful, and that was something Rogue didn't need, it wasn't something any of us could handle. My powers by themselves were difficult enough with out an upgrade.
"Ready?" Cameron held the needle filled with the translucent, red liqued.
****
"The Bat Cave is the other way," Scott pronounced annoyed as they zipped through the neighborhoods in Lance's beat down jeep they had stolen.
"I'm checking Todd first," Pietro explained as they approuched the Brotherhood Boarding House.
"Why?"
"To make sure Allana didn't hurt him."
"Would she?"
"How much do you know about her, Scott?"
"I don't doubt her violence, but aren't you creeps... guys... her friends?"
"Most of us... she holds a grudge against Todd due to his dating history with Jasper."
"Ah." Scott followed him in.
Todd was grumbling in the kitchen when they found him.
"Pietro, it's not my fault, yo."
Pietro crossed his arms, "I gave you simple instructions, keep her here. How hard is it to follow directions?"
"She's bigger than me, yo."
Scott had to stop himself from laughing. After Pietro had throurghouly interegated the poor kid, they left for the Bat Cave.
****
This was the final test, if my x-gene lay dormant, no matter how short, it would the thing I was looking for. The risk was high. Possible after effects of high pain, surge through of power to counter act, or even... death. All of these I had considered. I'm not a religious person, but I prayed it would work the way it was supposed to as he cleaned the area where he was going to insert it. I prayed for Jasper... my best friend, my half sister, that she would forgive me if something went wrong. I prayed for strength and stability. I prayed to live.
The pain of the needle was nothing to the burning I felt in my veins and I doubled over. The storm inside I'd felt since I was 12 was in turmoil, wanting to escape the terrible red liquid that would house it, trap it, kill it. I bit my lip to keep from crying out and tears pricked out from my eyes. It was never going to end, it hurt so badly. It went black and I fell from the stool.
****
He didn't wait for Pietro to even park the car, something was wrong. He busted through the door and found Allana twitching and groaning, doubled over on a stool as the white haired man called Cameron pulled a needle from her arm.
"Allana, no."
Cameron looked at him, "What are you doing here, get out of here."
That's when he saw her fall, and before he could react, Pietro had flown past him and caught her deftly.
*****
I'm back! Hehe... hope you enjoyed... Only one chapter left in Traps 2.
He may have not trusted her, but he was definetly concerned. She wasn't at the mansion when they awoke, and when he arrived to school, she was no where to be found. He didn't dare believe she had runaway. There was too much for her here, so she wasn't going far. Maybe the Brotherhood's place. Good, that's where she belonged. Now Rogue could get better, now that she didn't have to worry about Allana attacking her. But there was that nagging question... where was she?
Scott spotted Pietro yanking stuff out of Allana's locker and slammed it shut before he could pull out her English book. "Where is she?"
Pietro glared at him. "What do you care?"
Scott balled his fist. "Don't test my patience, Maximoff."
"I'm so scared. She's fine, not that it concerns you. Rogue's at the manor then?"
"It's none of your business."
Pietro ignored him and opened Allana's locker again.
"What do you know about Allana trying to cure Rogue," Scott asked.
"About as much as you do... that's she's trying. I'm about to go take her these." Pietro indicated the books.
"Not with out me, you're not."
"Why? So you can look like the prick you are?"
Scott sighed. "I have a hunch, she's not at your house."
"Late on the uptake then, I never said I was going to the house."
"Then where are we going?"
"We? I'm leaving... without you." Pietro stuffed the books into his backpack and started to walk away.
Scott stopped him. "You're going to the Bat Cave, aren't you?"
****
I'd be damned if I let Mystique gets away with taking over my life. I had a problem with her ruining my friendships and getting in the way of what I knew I had to do. I needed Rogue talking to me and I needed it now.
Cameron and I had a break through. We tested some of my mutant blood and his formula domanted the x-gene he found, but only for a few moments. A few moments. A few moments during which I was normal. A few moments where I didn't have to worry about someone finding out I was more then a punk kid with an attitude problem.
Cameron was working on a more permanent formula but was having trouble, if the x-gene lay dormant for long, it began to react making it more powerful, and that was something Rogue didn't need, it wasn't something any of us could handle. My powers by themselves were difficult enough with out an upgrade.
"Ready?" Cameron held the needle filled with the translucent, red liqued.
****
"The Bat Cave is the other way," Scott pronounced annoyed as they zipped through the neighborhoods in Lance's beat down jeep they had stolen.
"I'm checking Todd first," Pietro explained as they approuched the Brotherhood Boarding House.
"Why?"
"To make sure Allana didn't hurt him."
"Would she?"
"How much do you know about her, Scott?"
"I don't doubt her violence, but aren't you creeps... guys... her friends?"
"Most of us... she holds a grudge against Todd due to his dating history with Jasper."
"Ah." Scott followed him in.
Todd was grumbling in the kitchen when they found him.
"Pietro, it's not my fault, yo."
Pietro crossed his arms, "I gave you simple instructions, keep her here. How hard is it to follow directions?"
"She's bigger than me, yo."
Scott had to stop himself from laughing. After Pietro had throurghouly interegated the poor kid, they left for the Bat Cave.
****
This was the final test, if my x-gene lay dormant, no matter how short, it would the thing I was looking for. The risk was high. Possible after effects of high pain, surge through of power to counter act, or even... death. All of these I had considered. I'm not a religious person, but I prayed it would work the way it was supposed to as he cleaned the area where he was going to insert it. I prayed for Jasper... my best friend, my half sister, that she would forgive me if something went wrong. I prayed for strength and stability. I prayed to live.
The pain of the needle was nothing to the burning I felt in my veins and I doubled over. The storm inside I'd felt since I was 12 was in turmoil, wanting to escape the terrible red liquid that would house it, trap it, kill it. I bit my lip to keep from crying out and tears pricked out from my eyes. It was never going to end, it hurt so badly. It went black and I fell from the stool.
****
He didn't wait for Pietro to even park the car, something was wrong. He busted through the door and found Allana twitching and groaning, doubled over on a stool as the white haired man called Cameron pulled a needle from her arm.
"Allana, no."
Cameron looked at him, "What are you doing here, get out of here."
That's when he saw her fall, and before he could react, Pietro had flown past him and caught her deftly.
*****
I'm back! Hehe... hope you enjoyed... Only one chapter left in Traps 2.