Untouchable
AN. Since I live on the balmy East coast of this country, *cough*, I don't have school today! *happy dance!* so I am updating as many stories as possible. Thanks for so many great reviews, but I really didn't appreciate Spike_summers. Since he didn't leave me his email, I have to speak to him now. (to spike) I am sorry you think that I don't update enough, and you are going to stop reviewing because of this fact, but I am a graduating senior filling out college applications, financial aid, and taking 2 AP courses. That isn't including Ancient Greek, a part time job, editor of our yearbook, and being an actress in our school play. I update whenever possible, and all I ask is for some patience. Thank you!
Keep up the great work. *I really don't mind constructive criticism, but I update as soon as I can!*
Bry
Chapter 25
Saving the Day
The wind bit into Rogue's skin, but she kept on flying against the wind. Bobby's mind hadn't exactly told her where he was located, but by a simple prod into the mind of Pyro; she was able to whiteness the flight pattern from the stolen Stryker helicopter.
She was flying down the coast; her only company was Logan's voice screaming inside her head. Building up the mental block took to much more effort, and she figured she deserved the complaining. It some how convinced her that she wasn't totally crazy even though she heard voices in her head.
"The next time I can I am going to tie you up in your room, and you are never going to see the light of day. Rogue, you are doing something incredibly stupid. If Magneto doesn't manage to kill you, I am!"
She smiled as he described how he was going to rip her into shreds. At least his personality wasn't holding back. Sometimes when he looked at her, his brown eyes were either full of pity, or of uncomfortably. He was one of her dearest friends, and a surrogate father. From touching him so many times, she felt his pain, which consisted of losing Jean, and then regaining her to only officially lose her to Scott. He felt pain when he looked at her. Rogue knew that he felt responsible for her, and he was blaming himself for holding back during the Ms Marvel fight. And no matter what she said, no matter how her power evolved, he still thought of her as the young runaway he picked up in his trailer instead of a young woman who knew how to take care of herself.
The one thing she could thank Ms. Marvel for is that she never had to be weak again. The sensation of flying was incredible. The wind wiping her hair, the feeling of weightlessness, and just feeling free, the feelings were just intoxicating.
She had to fight to concentrate on her flight path. Rogue was flying low enough to stay out of air traffic, but she hoped that she wasn't noticeable in the dark morning sky. She twisted her body and dove down to the cliffs.
Landing lightly on the rocks, Rogue figured she wasn't that far away from the hide out. She started climbing up the cliff, preparing herself mentally for the battle. It was time to show Magneto what she was made of.
She tumbled over the last rock, wiping the sweat off her forehead. The little exercise did her good, if Bobby didn't mind getting rescued from a girl wearing torn pajamas and sweating like a pig. Thanks to her invulnerability, the point rocks tearing her skin didn't tear at her body, but it did make her a sad sight. She cursed herself. It was like the mansion attack again. Let's go save the world wearing a little nighty! Stupid! But this time she had enough sense to wear pants.
Rogue also had to be thankful to her super strength. God knew she would never have been able to climb a rock wall with the muscles she had before. Even with the training the professor gave, her upper body strength had still been lacking.
She rolled up onto the ledge and kneeled up. The stone etching was familiar to her mind, not only from Pyro's brain but also from her drugged memories of Liberty Island. She walked slowly around, looking for another way into the cave. Avoiding the Brotherhood would be optimal, but she didn't recognize another way to get in.
She stood in front, trying to figure out how long it would take one of Magneto's security cameras to find her. What was she going to say? She started muttering out loud, "Sorry, was in the neighborhood, and thought I would take Bobster off your hands? No, this one is better, Mystique, it kind of pisses me off that you keep impersonating me or my boyfriend. So I thought maybe I can stop that." She sighed. "Or I can just say hey to John and call it a day."
Rogue played with the piece of white hair draped in front of her eyes. Magneto had caused that with his mutation machine. She had no idea why he wanted Bobby, but she knew it had to be bad. It was time for her to go save her man. With a laugh she marched in totally vulnerable. She wondered how long it would take Logan to come save her.
"Shit."
Logan rolled over on the floor. At least Rogue had gotten better on letting go when she drained him. His muscles ached as he pushed himself off the hardwood floor. His head was pounding as he sat up.
He never really thought that Rogue would just do that to him. It was a good sign that she was feeling confidant with her power, but he feared that she would get a false sense of confidence.
With Bobby being taken, it screamed a trap. And Rogue just ran straight into. Her temper got the best of her, and he had to go help her. His old urges of just taking off like he had always done, and solve the problem his own way were submerged. Xavier would know how to go get Rogue without using his claws to scratch his way out of his problem. And he owed Rogue that much even though she didn't think it.
He shakily got onto his feet and managed to get to the door. He hated feeling weak.
Logan managed to get into the hallway, and started walking along. His joints were filled with stiffness, everything inside him refused to work properly. Not even making it halfway, he fell to the ground.
He sat his head down, and closed his eyes. All he needed was to rest a bit.
AN. Shorter then usual, but needed this chapter to set up the action in the next, and since I am on a senior slide, I wouldn't be surprised if another chapter is up soon!
Keep on reviewing and I'll keep writing,
Bry
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