Deadly Nightshade
Chapter 4 - You're Taking Us Where!
"We're going where!"
"I'm sorry children but this trip is necessary. You will be supervised by Logan, Nightshade, Ororo and Hank. You will find your individual backpacks in your rooms, please pack only what is necessary or Logan will repack for you. That will be all for now.
As one the group stood and began moving out the door, only to be halted by the professor's voice.
"One more thing children. The Brotherhood and the Acolytes will also be joining you on this trip. They will be arriving later tonight."
"But Professor, they're our enemies."
"No Scott, they aren't our enemies, circumstances dictated that you would battle them but you were never enemies. Please go and pack your bags as Logan will expect you to be ready to go at precisely 5:30 am."
His last words were met with grumbles as the group of teenagers exited the room.
"Personally, I think this experience will be good for all three of the teams. They might even decide to join us."
"Tell meh Jean, is it foh tha good of tha teams or is it foh yoh own good?"
Looking at the older girl, Rogue arched an eyebrow and waited for her answer.
"I have no idea what you're talking about?"
Ah'll jus' bet ya don', Rogue thought to herself as she continued to watch the 'red-head' intently.
"Leave Jean alone, Rogue. It's not like she was the one who got distracted by one of the Acolytes and almost had her hand blown off."
Before Rogue could reply, which probably would have taken the form of kicking Scott's pretty boy ass, the doorbell rang.
At the sound of the chimes everything seemed to pause for a moment before the whole group raced towards the door, all except Rogue who trailed behind at a slower pace.
Using his teleportation abilities Kurt beat everyone to the door. He swung the door wide to reveal the Brotherhood, minus the Blob, and the Acolytes just as the rest of the group tumbled into the room.
Looking at the leader of the Brotherhood, Scott's expression became what could only be called a sneer.
"Alvers."
With an expression that perfectly reflected Scott's, Lance stepped through the door and into the foyer.
"Summers."
Behind him a tall orange-haired mutant stepped in behind him pointing to himself as he spoke.
"I'm Pyro," turning he pointed to a tall, lean mutant in a trench coat and sunglasses saying, "He's Gambit and he's Colossus."
The last was said as he pointed to an even larger mutant.
"Now that we've all introduced ourselves, where's that sugary goodness?"
"No!"
Startled the X-Men all took a step back at Gambit and Colossus' shout.
"I am sorry for startling you comrades but it is best that St. John does not have any sugar. Perhaps you could show us to our rooms instead, da?"
Stepping forward with what was supposed to be a flirtatious smile, Jean looked at the group and opened her mouth to speak. Before she could say anything though the mutant Pro had called Gambit cut her off.
"Why don' y' show us mon chere?"
Blushing Jean was about to speak when she was again cut off.
"Ah told ya not ta call meh that Swamp Rat."
"But y' 'ave a pet name for Gambit, it's only fair."
Snorting in a very unladylike way Rogue turned to leave the room only to be stopped by Logan's voice.
"Strips, get yer ass back here."
Turning around to face the older mutant Rogue made no move back into the room.
"Chuck's already told ya but I'm makin' sure there's no confusion. I don't wanna see any form of makeup on this trip unless it's sun block or a chap stick."
At this comment all the boys in the room looked at the girls, especially Rogue, and grinned.
"I'm not talkin' ta jus' the girls. Any clothes ya pack need to be of the hiking' variety, that means long pants, long-sleeved shirts and singlet tops in case ya get hot. The only shoes we wanna see are hiking' boots. Ya should pack a swimsuit an' a towel as well. I'll expect ya in the hangar at 5:30 tomorrow morning'."
Turning abruptly Logan exited the room. Groaning the students began to wander off, leaving the Acolytes, Brotherhood, Jean and Rogue in the foyer.
"Come on, Ah'll show ya ta yohr rooms."
"That's alright Rogue. I can show them to their rooms."
"Ah'm sure ya can Jean but Ah'm not such a bitch thaht Ah'd leave them in yohr less than capable hands."
Having delivered her jab in a voice dripping with saccharine sweetness, the Goth turned on her heel and walked out the door. Looking from the Goth to the telepath the two teams obviously decided that they'd rather try their luck with the sarcastic Rogue then deal with Jean's simpering.
Following Rogue up the stairs the two groups stopped outside two rooms.
Pointing to one Rogue said, "Since yohr only here foh one night Pyro, Gambit an' Colossus will beh stayin' in here. Lance, Toad and Pietro, you'll stay in the room next door."
Indicating the rooms she was talking about Rogue then turned to Wanda.
"Ya have a choice, ya can either stay with Jean or drag a mattress into mahne and Kitty's room foh tha night."
"I'll stay with you two."
Smirking at the rapidness of the other girl's reply Rogue lead the way to the room she shared with Kitty, mildly surprised that Gambit didn't ask if he could stay there too.
Later that night Rogue and Wanda dragged a spare mattress into the room and set it up, after which, Rogue went to take a shower and Kitty jabbered Wanda's ear off.
When Rogue re-entered the room Wanda faster than her twin in an attempt to escape from the hyperactive Kitty.
Having a quick shower she slipped on a black t-shirt and red boxers before going back into the room she was sharing with the two X-Men. Back in the room she found the other two already asleep. Moving quietly so as not to wake up Kitty for fear of her starting to talk again, Wanda crawled beneath the blankets on the mattress and went to sleep.
The next morning found all three teams racing through breakfast, showers and finishing their packing so they could be in the hangar on time.
At exactly 5:30, Logan, Storm, Hank and the Professor entered to find everyone packed and waiting for them.
"Before we leave Logan will call the role. When you here your name say you are here and board the plane."
Wheeling forward the Professor boarded the plane, followed closely by Storm and Hank.
"Amara."
"Here."
"Jean."
"I'm here."
"Jubilee."
"Right here, Wolvie."
Growling at the nickname Logan continued reading of his list.
"Kitty."
"Like, here."
"Tabitha."
"Here, Badger."
Logan growled again before continuing with the list.
"Rahne."
"Aye."
"Rogue."
"Leave meh alone, Swamp Rat."
Jerking his head up at Rogue's shout, Logan growled menacingly at the Cajun mutant until he backed away.
"Wanda."
"Yeah, whatever."
"Piotr."
"I am here, Comrade Logan."
"St. John."
"Here, mate. And it's just John."
"Scott."
"I'm here, Logan."
"Lance."
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Kurt."
"De fuzzy dude iz here."
"Evan."
"Here man."
"Jaime."
"Here, Logan"
"Toad."
"Yo."
"Pietro."
"Right-here. No-wait- now-I'm-over-here."
"Get on the plane or you won't be movin' anywhere fast."
"Yeah-right. Like-anyone-could-slow-me-down."
"I could if I broke both your legs, now get on the damn plane."
Leaving no space for argument, even for Pietro, Logan continued with the role call.
"Bobby."
"Yeah."
"Roberto."
"Here."
"Sam."
"Ah'm here."
"Ray."
"Here."
Looking up from his list Logan saw that no one had boarded the plane yet.
Snarling he said, "What are ya waitin' fer, an engraved invitation? Get yer stuff and yer asses on the plane."
Once everyone had boarded Logan took the pilot's seat and they flew off to an unknown destination.
But something had been bothering Rogue. It felt as though somebody was missing. Taking a quick look around the plane she realized who wasn't there.
"Storm, whaht about Nahghtshade? Isn' she comin' with us?"
"Nightshade went ahead last night. She will meet us at the landing site."
Satisfied with Storm's answer (despite the glaring plot hole) Rogue settled back into her seat to listen to her music.
A/N: Sorry about the glaring plot hole but i hate explaining things so i'll just let your imagination do the work.
as always review, tell me what ya think, if there are any big boo boos (not the bear) or plot holes, blah blah blah, so on and so forth.
buh-bye.
p.s. just a warning my portable hard drive has decided to take a permanent sickie on me and i've lost my story outline for this so it might take a little longer than i had hoped to get the next few chappies out plus i lost the detailed notes for those as well. and for once i had up to chapter 8 planned out. damn hard drive. grumble, grumble