Untouchable

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Chapter 14

Strength Endures

            Bobby ran through the school panicking. Rogue was limp in his arms, her mind lost in a coma. "Get out of the way!" He screeched at the gawking students. His arms quaked under Rogue's dead weight, but he kept running. Colossus ran beside his friend and went to relieve him of his weight, but Bobby just sent him an evil look. His blue eyes were wild, and there was no reasoning with him. Syrin and Jubilee were opened mouth. Rogue's white streaks seemed to have grown larger, and her body seemed lifeless.

            Bobby kicked at the paneling and leaped into the secret elevator. The longer it took the elevator to descend to the earth, the more upset Bobby was becoming. Bobby touched Rogue's hair, and caressed it softly. "I promise Rogue, you will be fine. I promise." The elevator doors opened silently, and Bobby bolted.

            "Jean! Professor! Help!" His pitch rivaled Syrin's but his cry was unneeded. Storm and Nightcrawler were already there waiting for the pair. Kurt carefully took Rogue from Bobby's weakened arms and teleported away.

            "Where is he taking her?" Bobby cried out in panic.

            Storm wrapped her slender arm around his shoulder and led him the medical room. "She will be fine, Bobby." Storm led the boy to the examining table, and pushed him to sit down.  She moved to the chemical lab and removed a bottle.

            Bobby was terrified. "Take me to her. It is my fault. I need to save her, Storm, I need to save her!" Sobs racked the young man's body.

            Storm softly caressed his cheek. "It is not your fault, Bobby. And you can go see her after you have been treated."

            Confusion filled his troubled eyes. "Why do I have to be treated? Nothing happened to me." He tried to stand up from the table, but Storm gently but forcefully held him down.

            "Bobby, can't you feel the burns?" Concern filled her blue eyes.

            He looked down at his arms and let out a startled cry. Crisscrossing down his arms were second degree burns. Bobby had thought his ice protected him from Pyro's deadly fire but obviously he was mistaken. Unconsciously his ice power had formed above the burns causing the swelling to go down. The ice had also numbed all the pain. It was almost like his body was trying to heal itself.

            "I... didn't... didn't  ...know." The boy was obviously shaken. Storm's eyes filled with sympathy.

            "I wouldn't want to see the other guy!"

            Bobby let out a faint smile at her attempt of a joke.

            Storm fumbled with the cream's lid, but finally was able to open it. She took out a swab and examined the burns. "Could you remove the ice? At least until after I put the cream on your arm." Bobby nodded softy and closed his eyes. The ice left with immense concentration. Doing such a simple task seemed like moving a mountain, his power was draining as if he touched Rogue himself.

            Storm dabbed on the cream and started talking. "You must love her very much." He nodded his response, and Storm continued. This is when I am supposed to tell you that you are too young to feel love. But I can't. The world despises our kind, Bobby. They hate us, and until recently I hated them to." She shook her white mane. "No, I still think I hate them. Kurt has tried to make me understand they deserve our pity but prejudice is a powerful thing to overcome. It is sad to say but I think the moment the mutant gene takes over, it becomes a death sentence. Your body won't kill you, but someone will want to just because you can wield the weather, ice, or fire." Storm's voice was bitter. "I can't tell you to wait until you are older to look for love, because all any mutant has is the present." She reached for the bandages and began wrapping his arms.

            Bobby's mind was filled with turmoil. It was almost like Strom has given up on the future. Storm continued to ramble. "Sometimes I don't know if being a teacher helps or not. Helping students understand their power, respect their power, could be deeply rewarding. Sometimes it is almost like we have a future, but then there comes a student that has a power that isn't just an extra talent. Take Rogue." Strom's eyes were filled with sadness. "I remember the first day she came her. She was relieved to be at a place where she could finally belong. She sitting back in my class, eye's bright observing everyone around her more than she was listening to my lecture. She began her notorious chatting with Kitty and Jubilee. John fought for her attention with his fire but you put a stop to that. After class, after you asked her out for the first time I spoke with her. She was glowing with happiness and talking about how great the institute was and how nice everyone was. I asked her how long she had been alone and she told me. No little girl should be alone for 8 months, Bobby. I told her that she wasn't alone anymore. Her eyes lite up and gazed into mine when she asked that fated question. Could the professor really cure her?" Storm bit on her lip. "It broke my heart. Here was a girl that was run out of town by her neighbors just because she kissed a boy, a girl that had been lost and alone, and I had to tell her that she most likely would not touch anyone for the rest of her life." One tear fell down her check. "I had to tell the girl that I just promised that she would not be alone anymore that in many senses of the phrase that she would be."

            Bobby was shocked. Storm seemed so lost. He wrapped his newly bandage arms around her. His Marie had been hurt more ways than one and he felt tears building in his throat. "As long as I am here on this earth, Storm, I will make sure that Marie is never alone!"

Ms. Marvel's memories floated in her head. Something was wrong. Rogue knew something was wrong. Searching for the answers hurt her brain to much. She fell into a deeper coma.

John set the helicopter on autopilot and climbed back to Carol. Her eyes were closed and she laid in slumber. John made sure that she was still breathing and sat back and watched. He had only seen someone thrown into comatose like this one was Wolverine. The night the man had stuck his claws into Rogue and the scared girl gripped onto the man for dear life. After she absorbed his powers she had radiated with power.

            John placed his hand on his chin. He could understand why Carol was out but why was Rogue unconscious. She just absorbed an enormous power and instead of flying high, the girl had been in a coma. And where had the explosion come from?

            As the helicopter flew to the mountains, John felt an oncoming dread feeling. What was Magneto going to do when he found out what happened. John was responsible for Magneto's newest recruits down fall and John had led an unauthorized trip to the X-Men lair. Hopefully being an important part of the Brotherhood would save him from his death.

            "How long has she been out?" A male voice said in the blackness.

            "A few hours. We have no idea what went wrong, Mr. McCoy. That is why you were asked to fly in." A voice that sounded like Jean's echoed in the darkness.

            "May I see her file?"

            A shuffling of papers filled the void and the male voice continued.

            "Hmm…name: Marie D'Ancanto….Alias: Rouge. Height: 5'3. Weight: 130. Ah… I see we have a Mississippian! Obviously a white female…yadadayada. Ah powers. Ability to absorb energy of anyone coming in close contact with… with humans this means absorbing life force but with mutant's this mean absorbing powers… can cause coma's with humans…" The voice read. "Do you know who she touched before she went down?"

            Her beloved Bobby's voice answered. "She was found with another mutant in the forest who was also in a coma but we don't have any stats on her."

            Jean's weak voice interrupted, "She touched me earlier during an experiment. She used my powers to go after Bobby. Presumably she used those powered to fight against this person."

            McCoy's voice became interested. "And what would those abilities be, Dr. Grey?"

            "I can absorb powers of people like she does but mine comes out as orange blob instead of skin to skin contact. I have a firm control of it. Also I have telepathy and telekinesis."

            "Do we know what would happen if she touched someone else while still in control of someone else's powers?"

            Murmurs filled the room. "No, the thought never occurred to us."

            A clatter sounded in the room and McCoy's voice filled the room. "Sorry. Let me get that chart. All I could hypothesis is her body blew a fuse and is mending. I don't know what the side effects will be. All we can do is wait."

            Rogue felt her eyelids begin to feel light again and urged them open. They opened a sliver and she let out a sigh. A cold hand wrapped around her gloved one and a voice said, "Marie can you hear me?"

            She let out another sigh and fell back into the dark abyss.

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