Untouchable

AN.

Hello everyone! Who is excited for the new movie that is coming out in May, even though Bryan Singer left and decided to film evil Superman instead? Blushes Ok, I guess my pretending that I haven't been out of the X-men loop for the last two years is not going to fool a lot of you. Ok, none of you. I am SOOO sorry! So, I am updating. No more excuses…

I don't blame you if you are so upset with me that you don't review, but if you are happy with the update, let me know…

Bry

Chapter 30

Stealing Again

Rogue bit her lip as she summoned the strength that was flooding her body. Pyro's greasy imprint slipped uneasily down her spinal column. She ignored his taunts as she examined the room.

Where was the damn lighter?

Pyro was sprawled across the floor, head facing the cool concrete. Rogue didn't know how long he would stay down. She wasn't sure how long his power would surge through her veins. "Where is it?" she whispered out loud.

Rogue felt for the first time the real limitations of Pyro's powers. She tugged against her iron bindings. The thirst to quench the fire inside her sung. But she needed something to start it. What was she going to do?


Since they entered the Blackbird, not one of them had uttered a word.

Jean eased her head against the back of the black leather covered head rest

Scott was piloting the jet, so he had no time to stare back at her. He had no time to wonder what was going on in her complex head.

Ororo navigated.

Logan sat purposely a few seats away from Jean. His head still felt the dull pain that seemed to always accompany being drained by Rogue. It wasn't a physical sensation. It felt more like part of him had been twisted and turned about in a matter of moments. It also seemed like he just wasn't himself. What had the kid gone and done? Why couldn't she wait for them to come up with a logical plan instead of just running into danger? Why was he sounding more like Cyclops every day? Why were Jean's eyes not the same any more?

It was the pain that made him think of her. Why did her very essence speak to him. He aroma just seemed to be tempting him. Her manner was different. She wasn't cool. She wasn't collected. Was she even Jean anymore?

Rogue was ripping her very flesh trying to slip out of her chains. She saw the glint of metal peeking out from under Pryo's unmoving body. She just couldn't get out. It was to far away to reach. Pyro's power was draining away from her, and she felt lost.

What was she supposed to do? Someone would be curious to see what was going on in her prison. Someone was bound to suspect that something was wrong by Pyro's delay. She dropped down to her bloody knees and cried.


Jean's head snapped up. Her eyes showed a terrible orange. Her arms gripped their armrest and she yelled out in a voice not from this world.

Logan tried to tear the seat belt buckle out of his lap. It refused to budge. Jean was screaming but it wasn't making sense at all. Her skin was loosing its bright shine. The metal holding him in place slipped from its lock. He dove to her feet.

His hands gripped on her knees. "What Jean? What?"

The orange burned what little left he had of a soul. "Rogue"

That's all he could understand. Scott and Ororo were yelling too. Ordering him to tell them what was happening to Jean. He ignored them as he stared in shock. Tiny blue lines had etched themselves around Jean's pale face.

"Rogue"


The idea had struck her as she was lying on the ground, waiting to be discovered. If she couldn't free herself using the power already beginning to leave her body, why didn't she choose from someone else? She had an array of brains to tap into. David wouldn't help, neither would Pyro. Bobby was out. Carol Danvers was already in a coma, why worsen her condition? Magneto might become curious if he started to fall down, or would notice the probe if he was wearing his helmet. Logan, although strong in life, his regeneration skills wouldn't get her out of the chains. Only Jean made sense.

So with the last effort in her body, Rogue grabbed at Jean in her mind, pressing her hand as hard as she could on her cheek. Jean's eyes snapped open in her face and her mouth started moving even though she couldn't hear the voice. The waves of understanding filled her body.

"Free yourself Child. Fight."

Rogue's body glowed with power. Orange fire warmed her skin and her wrists. The glow enclosed her body. The Phoenix was hers for a brief moment. As it merged with her body it already fought to be freed. Rogue tossed the melted chains away and with of her hand picked up and threw the body at her feet in her newly unoccupied space. The chains fused themselves back together around the unconscious victim. She grabbed his lighter by hand though. Take that you bastard.

Her hair snapped in the glow as she walked to the door. She pulled it open and entered the dim light of the corridor.


Jean's eyes closed as the pain slid away. They opened to the sight of Logan's worried face.

"We need to get there fast."

Logan was shocked to hear her normal voice after the show he saw. "Wha..."

Jean placed her hands on his arns. The bit into him as she spoke, "We have to hurry. Rogue can't wait much longer. Let me out! "

"Why? We are already almost there."

"Rogue's time is almost up!"


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