Untouchable
AN: Sorry for the delay, but I have been busy on stage right! Just got back from Florida, so here it goes! Keep on being the great reviewers you are, and I promise there is only smooth sailing from here since I will be graduating!
Bry
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PS: Mr Green is still getting his tan, but he sends his love 2!
Chapter 27
Uncontrollable
Green. Blue. Yellow. It all looked so nice. The cold didn't even matter much anymore as long as the colors stayed bright. Sometimes it hurt. The chill iced through his bones, and he could feel himself shuddering uncontrollably, but when he was able to see the colors… to concentrate on them… nothing else mattered.
The pure white shinned the brightest. Reminded him of something, but he wasn't sure what. His head pounded, and he moaned.
At one point he saw the face. It had hovered over him with piercing green eyes. The mouth was moving, but he couldn't hear the voice. And then the pain had come, but before long the colors returned to being his only company.
Darn it was cold. Colder then Massachusetts during a blizzard. A flash of white snow passed before his eyes, and Bobby remembered clutching his mother's hand as he made his way into a snow piled lawn. He could feel wool against his mouth as his mom tugged on the scarf again to make sure her baby didn't catch could.
All he wanted to do was play with the white snow although he felt closed in. The snow was falling. It was cold.
Then he was in the snow, and his brother was sitting on him. There was laughter.
The scarf got tighter and tighter.
No matter how much was piled onto him, he was freezing.
He didn't mean to freeze the ground at school, but he had been really cold. Cold from the inside out, and he had sneeze and he felt this release of energy. He was different. But no one ever knew. He was good at keeping secrets.
Why was it so cold? Why couldn't he stay warm? Why couldn't he move?
The colors were nice to look at. Green. Yellow. Blue.
But then there was the white. White as snow. White as those streaks. White. Shinning white.
Rogue knelt down next to Bobby. She didn't know how much time she had before they discovered she was there, if they hadn't already. She needed to get Bobby out of there.
She pulled at the iron chains and felt them break under her bare hands. She tossed them to the side.
"Bobby? Bobby, it's time to go." She whispered, afraid that they might hear her.
He just lay on his side, not making a noise. Something was wrong.
Rogue glanced over her shoulders quick, and then looked down closely at him. His lips where blue, and he was shaking uncontrollably.
"Bobby?" She shook him by his shoulders.
All he let out was a slow moan.
"What did they do to you?"
"We made him human, for the time being."
Rogue swung her head to the door, and saw her John leaning against the frame. She tumbled back off her knees, and all he let out was a satisfied smirk.
"Yeah, Ice-boy isn't as tough as he used to be. Pretty soon he might freeze to death since we paralyzed his mutation." He smiled.
Rogue pushed the stray hairs back as she made it up to her feet. "But… how?"
A voice behind her said, "Stryker's on concoction. It kept those children biddable during his experiments." The caped figure moved out to the shadows. "Mr. Drake has enough of the potion in his system to keep him human-like for days. And since his body was slowly turning to ice with his mutation, it no longer can withstand the extreme temperatures inside his body." Magneto stepped closer. "He most likely is dying of hypothermia. You are too late."
"You're lying." But she looked down at Bobby's sad condition. "He didn't do anything."
John, no Pyro since he no longer resembled that sweet and some compassionate boy beneath the rough shell, stepped out from the doorway with anger in his eye. "No, but you did."
"Pyro" Magneto said shortly.
He took a step back.
Rogue evaluated the situation. She needed to get Bobby help, but also had to get out of there. They didn't know about her newly acquired powers, but that didn't mean she should use them. It was her trump card.
"What is she going to do? The lost little run away." Pyro taunted.
Think. Think. She urged her mind. Instinctively she lunged towards the exit, straight into Pyro. The dart sailed from Magneto's grasp but Rogue used her flight to shift her body into a spin and she landed with a thud against the wall.
Pyro stared with a mixture of horror and amazement at Rogue. She sent him a cool smile. He gasped for breath as the potion filled his veins. He was out.
His body slammed to the ground.
"I hope you burn." She whispered, and then she fell too.
AN: Short update, but an update! All my crazy senior stuff is almost over so more updates! Keep on reviewing and telling me what you think!
Bry
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