Untouchable

AN/ Yeah, it's been almost 3 days since my last update. Sorry but that is called my dear friend AP Chemistry. But the test is over with and you have me back. After this update today, I will try to update tomorrow but Thursday through Sunday I will be traveling again. You just have to hate college graduations. I went to see the movie again today and I see why so many of you are frustrated about no action. But it is coming! Keep the reviews up and I will keep writing.

Bry *remember email or IM moi at sumerstormes@aol.com*

87 reviews are amazing! That's more than my other 3 stories combined! Keep it up!

Chapter 6

Patterns and Experiments

            Assembled in the planning room were all available X-Men. With Jean gone and Scott in a coma, the Professor asked Bobby and Rouge to join in the meeting. During the day everybody was tuned in to the reports of the unseen force. After the initial broadcasts, the news stations reported more details including the newest attacks and the animal casualties. Some believed this to be a freak cow disease but others suspected the truth, a mutant was on the war path again and the fragile human will could not handle anymore. Protesters stormed the capital and senators pushed for the reinstating of the Mutant Registration Act.

            "What is Magneto doing?" Logan slammed his metal filled hands on the conference table. "Why would he want to cause a stir in Washington right after what happened with Stryker?"

            The Professor pushed away from the table and rolled back He stared at each one of his members and addressed Wolverine. "It's not Magneto. Even he wouldn't chance anything so soon. No, I fear its much greater then that."

            "Could it be a new power hungry mutant?" Storm questioned.

            "I don't know. The attacks are more frequent then when they first started." He punched a few buttons in his wheelchair arm and a computer generated map of the USA floated above them. Red dots pictured every attack. "No, they are too erratic to have a main pattern. It looks like our new friend is lost."

            "No, he's not." Rouge burst out.

            "What do you mean?" The Professor inquired.

            Rouge stood out of her seat and gestured at the dots. "Look! All the points started from the Northwest and are moving to the Southeast. They are not only even in the US. They first few were reported in western Canada."

            "She's right." Logan stated. He looked at Rogue and smirked. His lost little girl was moving along quicker than anyone could expect. "If you look at it that way, all the points are only about 100-200 miles apart."

            "Yes, exactly." Color flushed through Rogue's face. "It looks like our friend is looking for something."

            Bobby scraped his chair against the floor as he stood up. "Is it just me or does it looks like its heading towards…"

            "Us." The Professor looked at the last dot. It had happened in Illinois about 3 hours before hand. It was the first dot to start heading north again.

            "So if we go by Rogue's assumption the next attack will be in Ohio." Kurt exclaimed.

            "Logan and Storm, suit up. I want you both on Blackbird in 30 minutes." The Professor turned from the room. "We have an acquaintance to make.

            Rogue punched the punching bag with all her force. She was training in the gym relinquishing her frustration on the bag. The floor boards squeaked as Bobby made his way up behind her.

            "You shouldn't be here."

            He ignored her statement as he walked closer. Her hands continued to thrash against the inanimate opponent. Her muscles glistened under the sweat and Bobby had to ignore the thoughts of his seeing her in a tank top. It was seldom that he saw any of her skin and whatever he caught was always tantalizing. "Why are you so angry?"

            "Why am I angry? I'm the only person in this building that can't help with anything!" She punched harder to emphasis her point. "Everyone is useful and all I can do is stealing other people's energy. The only way that would be helpful is if I went and hugged the bad guy! And I would be dead myself before I got that close." She stopped and turned around. "I feel so useless Bobby."

            "You're not useless." He stood a breath's away from her. "You are super smart. You were able to pick out a puzzle that even the Professor couldn't! And you are beautiful and compassionate and…"

            She looked into his beautiful blue eyes. "Bobby you have to say that."

            "No I don't. It's just a benefit that I get to go out with such a courageous person. The X-Men would not be the same without your intelligence; I would not be the same, Marie."

            When Rogue realized how close she was to his body, she stepped back but Bobby interfered. "No, don't go away." He put his hand on her bare skin and she froze in terror, but a smile went to her face when she started to freeze literally. "Your skin is so cold, Bobby."

            "And yours is so soft."

            His frozen hand wasn't really moving but at least the ice acted as a slight barrier. Past his frozen fingers, Bobby's nerves felt everything like it was skin to skin.

            Rogue went to move closer but Bobby stopped her. "I am working on the rest." He gave her a wink and she laughed.

            "I haven't felt someone's touch without the pain for so long."

            He let go of her shoulder. "And I promise you won't have to for much longer!"

            Xavier's quest paused again in a farm field. She breathed in the soft night air and started enjoying the sweet smell. She did not need rest but for once it decided to wait. For some reason she felt like staying there, waiting. Something inside her screamed that they were coming. And the thought made her sublimely happy. And somewhere in her soul, she wished that they would stay away. Her memories seemed miles away but she knew she was not the same. She yearned to be but she was not. She sat in the field and watched the wheat sway. She rested her head on the soft tuff of grass and slipped into a light slumber.

AN/ I know, yell at me, it is short! But I have an English paper to write so I most go. But since I am starting to get into the action it is easier to write longer. Also I am trying to concentrate on the quality of my writing instead of quantity! But please review. I love all 87 of my reviews but since I am addicted every single new one inspires me to keep writing! Thanks so much, and be patient with me. Don't forget to tell me what you would like to happen!

Bry

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