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"So, where exactly is this place?" Wanda asked Bobby. They had finally landed the jet in a field a few minutes ago to pick up some food. Luckily, they were all wearing normal clothes so they didn't stand out. Lorna, however, had to wait in the jet because of her hair.

"From what the tracker indicates is that Magneto and Mystique are in this building. It's some weirdos that are rich and want to improve the economy or something. They call themselves the Hellfire Club." Bobby answered and ate one of the sandwiches that he, Wanda, and John retrieved

"Why are you guys so desperate to find this guy anyways? It's your dad." John asked the three siblings.

"He abandoned us when we were little." Wanda whispered. "After our mom died when we were two, he went off and left us. Luckily, some people took us in and didn't mind we were mutants. Later on, me and Pietro found out he had another daughter: Lorna. We went to find her to see if she knew where he was, and didn't find him. All three of us searched for four years, until we told Lorna to go to Xavier's. Then the rest you know." She answered.

"The one thing I wanna know is why he is so obsessed with having the mutants rule the world? I mean, people hate mutants, but they always have." Bobby stated.

"He apparently had a very traumatic life and blames people for what happened. You do know he lived during the Holocaust, right?" Lorna asked. John looked at her in surprise.

"Wow." John whispered.

"It's-still-no-excuse-for-doing-the-same-to-your-children!" Pietro growled and folded his arms over his chest.

"And I have had enough of his 'I want all mutants to rule the world' crap." Wanda said in a low voice. 'If he cared for us, he wouldn't have abandoned us.' She thought to herself.

"We've gone against Magneto before, this is nothing new." Bobby told them as he finished his sandwich.

X-Mansion

Logan growled as he slung the door to the garage open. He had track Ororo down and found her car, but not her. He had smelled in the air that she had been there, but also caught other scents that were near hers.

'Nothin' better have happened ta her, or I swear I'll gut whoever came near her.' He vowed to himself as he made his way down the hallway. The only way he could think of to find Ororo was by having the Professor track her down with Cerebro.

He continued down the hall until he ran into Jean and Scott. "Hey, glad ta see ya are back, Red." Logan gave her a small smile.

Jean looked at him and rolled her eyes. "I heard you went after Storm, were you able to find her?" Scott asked the other mutant.

"No." Logan growled. "But I caught her scent. I was hopin' that Chuck might be able to track her down." He told them.

"I think he was busy in his office." Scott said to him and then turned to Jean. "You could track her down, right honey?" He asked.

"Oh course, anything for you." Jean told him and batted her eyes.

Logan sniffed the air and noticed something was not right. 'It looks like Jean, but her scent is different. Ain't a morpher.' He thought to himself as he looked at the red-haired woman.

"I'll see you after my class." Scott told her and kissed her on the cheek before leaving.

"You feelin' alright?" Logan asked Jean, who just glared at him.

"Of course I am alright. Why wouldn't I be?" She snapped at him and turned her back and walked away.

'Somethin's really wrong with her. She never acted like that.' He thought to himself and prayed she would use Cerebro to find Ororo.

Jean walked up to her and Scott's room and opened the door. She closed it behind her and glanced around the room. On the night stand was a picture of Scott and a red-haired woman. She walked over to it and picked it up.

She studied it for a moment before she threw it across the room. 'That bitch will never go near my husband again!' She growled to herself and looked at all the other pictures of Jean and Scott and started smashing them into pieces.

A sudden knock at the door interrupted her destroying the pictures. "Is everything alright in there?" Jubilee's voice called from behind the door.

"Yes, everything is alright." The red-haired woman said in a calmer voice. The door opened and the young Asian girl entered and looked at the mess.

"Holy shit, what happened here?" Jubilee asked in shock as she looked at the glass from the pictures that was shattered all over the room.

"Nothing dear." The older woman growled.

"Listen, Miss. Grey. Me and Kitty were sorry we-" Jubilee never got to finish when she was lifted into the air and flung into the wall.

"-Never insult me girl. I am not Jean Grey. My name is Madelyne Pyror. If you dare call me Jean again, I will do much worse than sending you into a wall." Madelyne told her as the younger girl got to her feet. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked.

'Oh shit, Jean's gone crazy. I wonder if Mr. Summers know about this. I'm sure they can always put her away into a nice mental institution.' Jubilee thought to herself as she got up and nodded. "Sure, Miss Gr-Pryor." She gave a fake smile and backed away to the door. 'That's it nutcase, just stay there while I leave.' She thought.

Madelyne watched as the girl left. "No one would believe her anyways." She whispered to herself and floated all the broken glass and remains of the pictures and threw them into the trash.

Professor's Office

Charles Xavier sat at his desk filling out the paper work for new students that would be entering the school for the next semester. He could hardly believe the school was going to reach more than one hundred students. It seemed like just yesterday his only ones were Jean, Scott, Ororo, and a few others.

The phone next to him began to ring and knocked him out of his current thoughts. "Hello, thank you for calling-" He was about to say, when a man on the other line cut him off.

"Yeah, I already know the whole thing. I got call duty most of the time." Warren interrupted him.

"Warren?" Xavier asked, surprised to hear from his former student.

"Yeah, it's me. Listen, there is something really bad that is going to happen soon. This group called the Hellfire Club has already kidnaped Storm and have brain washed her into her side. Also, Magneto has teamed up with them. They want to destroy the X-Men, it is something Emma Frost thought up since she is ticked off with your group." Warren explained to him.

Xavier didn't say anything, only waited for the younger man to finish. "You might want to send the X-Men to stop them before they have Ororo fully believing everything they say. Good-bye Charles." Warren said and hung up.

Xavier sighed and placed the phone down. He had regretted ever since Warren had left the mansion on not helping him more than he should have. 'But for now, I must speak with the others.' He thought to himself.

Rogue's Cell

Rogue rested her head against the back of the cement wall behind her. Carol had fallen asleep an hour ago. She didn't know if she should have been relieved or sadden. The girl was a bit rude, but at least she was someone to talk to.

She heard the side door open and heard footsteps coming into the cell area. 'Shit.' She cursed to herself, thinking it was her kidnaper. What she found was Remy standing in front of the cell and opening it with Ruckus behind him.

"You got five minutes, LeBeau. And don't try to break her out, there are camera's set up around here." Ruckus warned the Cajun before leaving.

"Remy." Rogue looked up as Remy rushed to her side. He felt relieved. She looked unharmed.

"Chere, did he hurt?" Remy asked and held her close to him.

"Ah don't know. Ah remember wakin' up here." Rogue replied and looked up at him. "What's goin' on?" She asked him.

Remy sighed and closed his eyes. He knew she would probably hate him for getting her involved in this. It wasn't like he wanted Sinister to kidnap her.

"Dis mad mutant, more crazier than Magneto, wanted moi to kidnap Jean and bring her to him. Mais, I didn' want to, seein' as how Scott and her are gonna be married soon. He told moi dat I either bring her or he'll take her and y' also. He didn' give moi long before he went and took y' both. From what I heard, Scott went to find Jean and took her back. That wasn' de real Jean. It was a clone." He told her.

"We gotta get outta here or fight that guy." Rogue suggested and pulled back away from him.

"I've been thinkin' of a way, chere. So far, nothin'. Sinister ain't easy to trick or be defeated." He said to her and took her hand in his. "But, I'll get you outta here, mon amour. I swear to it." He kissed her hand while she stared at him.

"What does amour mean?" She asked him. Rogue secretly knew what it meant, but wanted to know if he had really meant it.

Remy smiled at her and kissed her hand again. "My love." He whispered to her.

"Ya . . . ya love meh?" Rogue whispered back to him. She could feel her heart racing. No one had ever told her that they loved her. Not David, not Bobby, no one.

"Of course. Ever since I saw y' I have, mais, you were with dat Bobby and didn' say anythin'. Den when he broke y'r heart, I wanted to be de one dat helped y' rebuild it." He told her.

Rogue smiled at him and hugged him. "Ah love ya too, sugah." She whispered to him. He ran his gloved fingers through her hair and slowly leaned down to kiss her.

Rogue wrapped a single arm around his neck and brought him closer. As soon as their lips touched, they both began to feel her powers kick in once again and drain him.

"Mon Dieu." Remy whispered before he fell into her unconscious.

'Why did mah powers work? Ah thought they were under control.' She thought to herself in a panic as she tried to wake Remy up. "Please don't be in a coma." Rogue whispered and laid in on the floor.

"It is because you are scared of the current situation. But have no fear, my dear. It will all be over soon." Sinister told her as he stood in front of her cell. She watched as two of his lackeys, Morph and Gorgeous George marched into the cell and tried to take Remy from her. She held onto the sleeve of his brown duster, but George slapped her across the face and sent her back.

They carried the unconscious Cajun out of the cell and relocked it. "George." Sinister said the purple mutants name. He turned to look at his boss and began to regret it. "Do not be rude to our guest again." He warned and sent a bolt at the lackey's feet.

"Yes sir." George squeaked.

End of Chapter 8

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