A/N: Whhewwww….sorry it's been so long people. I was stumped on what to write. But it gets better in this chapter as it nears the end.
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Chapter 50
Rogue walked down the nearly empty hallway, all the children had left on the trip except a few who sat in front of the TV in the entertainment room playing on the Playstation.
"Hey Rogue," Kitty greeted, curled up on the couch, watching the two boys whoop and holler as they tried knocking the controllers out of each others hands, cheating of course.
"Hey," Rogue nodded.
"Where's Pyro and Bobby at?" she asked.
"Outside, I came in to get a coupla soda."
"Have fun,' she gestured at the two on the ground. "I know how it can be."
Rogue chuckled and continued on her way, turning the corner and feeling along the wall for the switch. She came to it and the wall parted, revealing the elevator. She stepped inside and it took her to the basement level. Glancing around hesitantly for any cameras she continued along her way until she came to the high security door she was looking for and smiled, stepping in front of the security system. Her eye changed in her face and the scanner passed it as Xavier as well as the handprint. The door slid open and Rogue morphed into the blue goddess Mystique.
She looked around the newly built Cerebro, the last had been destroyed in the flood. "Nicely done," she said aloud and crouched down, opening a side compartment. She smiled and unhooked one of the blue cords causing the machine to break down. "But not good enough."
Mystique stood and headed out, morphing back to Rogue as she did so. She pressed a hand to her ear where her com link was. "Go."
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Bobby kicked at a rock on the ground and watched it tumble across the grass, bored out of his mind. Going on the trip didn't seem like a bad idea after all. He'd have the company of Xavier and Scott and Logan. But no, he had to stay here with his friends. Some idea. Then again he thought they could spend time with Tristian but by the looks of it he was spending "time" with Jean. Therefore had no need for the trio.
"Now what do we do?" John asked, propping himself up on his elbows.
"Don't know," Rogue said and picked at the grass around her. They all sat under the big oak tree a few yards from the mansion but well in the security range and in view of Tristian's bedroom window as well as Jean's. They'd seen him peek outside but doubted he saw them.
"What do you think they're doing up there?" Bobby asked.
John snorted. "What do you think Sherlock? You saw the way they were flirting with one another and you saw them go up to the room. What would you do in Tristian's shoes?"
"Jus cuz you're a pervert don't mean Bobby's one," Rogue defended.
John rolled his eyes. "That's right, I forgot, you're whipped."
"I am not whipped," Bobby countered, kicking John's shoe.
"Sure you're not, buddy," he said sarcastically and laid back down. "If I didn't know better I'd say you were gay."
"Shut up," he growled.
John smiled and tucked his arms behind his head. "Whipped. I bet you two haven't had sex yet even though you can touch each other now."
"Shut up," Rogue and Bobby both said.
He chuckled. "Yup, I was right."
"I outta," Rogue stood up ready to hit John while he was down but stopped, feeling the ground tremble. "Whas that?"
John sat up and looked around. The basketball court wasn't moving so it wasn't the jet. "I dunno."
All the teens stood up, walking to the middle of the yard and looking around, but didn't see anything.
"Its not an earthquake, its too centered," Bobby said.
"Whas goin' on?" Rogue asked.
"I don't…," but Bobby's words died and his eyes widened as a silver jet landed on the grass just a few feet away and the door opened, revealing five mutants.
"Who are they?" Bobby asked.
"I dunno," Rogue shrugged, but John was already backing away.
"Run," he whispered. They stared at him and he repeated the word louder, "Run!"
And they did, heading towards the school.
On board Havoc smiled and released a fireball, exploding it just in front of them. Rogue screamed and the three changed direction, moving around it and spreading out.
Emma smiled, staying on board with Caliban. "Go," she ordered them. "Bring me back a hostage or two…but leave Tristian. If you have to, then knock him out, but leave him there…and don't fail me."
"We won't boss," Cain smiled behind his steel mask. He gave Remy a shove to move and the group descended down the stairs, intent on getting anyone of them they could.
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Upstairs in the bedroom, Tristian and Jean were still in the bed, inches away from what they both desired. He slid his lips to the side of her neck, her fingers skimming his bareback, swerving around to move down his chest and toy with band of his trunks.
Tristian stifled a moan and met her lips with his. Finally after what seemed like weeks they were getting what they both had been wanting but were too afraid to move on.
The whole house shook then and a scream was heard from outside. Tristian and Jean met eyes. "The kids," they said at the same time and hurried to the window, putting on their clothes in a hurry as they did so. Tristian got to the window first and his eyes widened in horror. There were five of them, he recognized a couple of them, but the jet he was more familiar with. It belonged to Frost.
"She found me," he whispered.
Jean frowned and looked at him. There was a mix of horror and anger in his eyes that went from sky blue to dark black with only a hint of silver then back to blue in the blink of an eye.
"The bitch found me," he growled.
"They're here for you?"
He shook his head. "They want the others," he grabbed her arm quicker than Jean could process and kissed her quickly. He pulled away leaving her breathless. "Stay here. I don't want them to get to you."
"But they'll get you Tristian," she protested.
He shook his head. "No…she wants to lure me in. Taking me now will get her nothing." He headed to the door. "Stay here."
Jean waited until she felt him go downstairs. Then she too left the room, focused on nothing but helping him and the others.
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Chapter 50
Rogue walked down the nearly empty hallway, all the children had left on the trip except a few who sat in front of the TV in the entertainment room playing on the Playstation.
"Hey Rogue," Kitty greeted, curled up on the couch, watching the two boys whoop and holler as they tried knocking the controllers out of each others hands, cheating of course.
"Hey," Rogue nodded.
"Where's Pyro and Bobby at?" she asked.
"Outside, I came in to get a coupla soda."
"Have fun,' she gestured at the two on the ground. "I know how it can be."
Rogue chuckled and continued on her way, turning the corner and feeling along the wall for the switch. She came to it and the wall parted, revealing the elevator. She stepped inside and it took her to the basement level. Glancing around hesitantly for any cameras she continued along her way until she came to the high security door she was looking for and smiled, stepping in front of the security system. Her eye changed in her face and the scanner passed it as Xavier as well as the handprint. The door slid open and Rogue morphed into the blue goddess Mystique.
She looked around the newly built Cerebro, the last had been destroyed in the flood. "Nicely done," she said aloud and crouched down, opening a side compartment. She smiled and unhooked one of the blue cords causing the machine to break down. "But not good enough."
Mystique stood and headed out, morphing back to Rogue as she did so. She pressed a hand to her ear where her com link was. "Go."
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Bobby kicked at a rock on the ground and watched it tumble across the grass, bored out of his mind. Going on the trip didn't seem like a bad idea after all. He'd have the company of Xavier and Scott and Logan. But no, he had to stay here with his friends. Some idea. Then again he thought they could spend time with Tristian but by the looks of it he was spending "time" with Jean. Therefore had no need for the trio.
"Now what do we do?" John asked, propping himself up on his elbows.
"Don't know," Rogue said and picked at the grass around her. They all sat under the big oak tree a few yards from the mansion but well in the security range and in view of Tristian's bedroom window as well as Jean's. They'd seen him peek outside but doubted he saw them.
"What do you think they're doing up there?" Bobby asked.
John snorted. "What do you think Sherlock? You saw the way they were flirting with one another and you saw them go up to the room. What would you do in Tristian's shoes?"
"Jus cuz you're a pervert don't mean Bobby's one," Rogue defended.
John rolled his eyes. "That's right, I forgot, you're whipped."
"I am not whipped," Bobby countered, kicking John's shoe.
"Sure you're not, buddy," he said sarcastically and laid back down. "If I didn't know better I'd say you were gay."
"Shut up," he growled.
John smiled and tucked his arms behind his head. "Whipped. I bet you two haven't had sex yet even though you can touch each other now."
"Shut up," Rogue and Bobby both said.
He chuckled. "Yup, I was right."
"I outta," Rogue stood up ready to hit John while he was down but stopped, feeling the ground tremble. "Whas that?"
John sat up and looked around. The basketball court wasn't moving so it wasn't the jet. "I dunno."
All the teens stood up, walking to the middle of the yard and looking around, but didn't see anything.
"Its not an earthquake, its too centered," Bobby said.
"Whas goin' on?" Rogue asked.
"I don't…," but Bobby's words died and his eyes widened as a silver jet landed on the grass just a few feet away and the door opened, revealing five mutants.
"Who are they?" Bobby asked.
"I dunno," Rogue shrugged, but John was already backing away.
"Run," he whispered. They stared at him and he repeated the word louder, "Run!"
And they did, heading towards the school.
On board Havoc smiled and released a fireball, exploding it just in front of them. Rogue screamed and the three changed direction, moving around it and spreading out.
Emma smiled, staying on board with Caliban. "Go," she ordered them. "Bring me back a hostage or two…but leave Tristian. If you have to, then knock him out, but leave him there…and don't fail me."
"We won't boss," Cain smiled behind his steel mask. He gave Remy a shove to move and the group descended down the stairs, intent on getting anyone of them they could.
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Upstairs in the bedroom, Tristian and Jean were still in the bed, inches away from what they both desired. He slid his lips to the side of her neck, her fingers skimming his bareback, swerving around to move down his chest and toy with band of his trunks.
Tristian stifled a moan and met her lips with his. Finally after what seemed like weeks they were getting what they both had been wanting but were too afraid to move on.
The whole house shook then and a scream was heard from outside. Tristian and Jean met eyes. "The kids," they said at the same time and hurried to the window, putting on their clothes in a hurry as they did so. Tristian got to the window first and his eyes widened in horror. There were five of them, he recognized a couple of them, but the jet he was more familiar with. It belonged to Frost.
"She found me," he whispered.
Jean frowned and looked at him. There was a mix of horror and anger in his eyes that went from sky blue to dark black with only a hint of silver then back to blue in the blink of an eye.
"The bitch found me," he growled.
"They're here for you?"
He shook his head. "They want the others," he grabbed her arm quicker than Jean could process and kissed her quickly. He pulled away leaving her breathless. "Stay here. I don't want them to get to you."
"But they'll get you Tristian," she protested.
He shook his head. "No…she wants to lure me in. Taking me now will get her nothing." He headed to the door. "Stay here."
Jean waited until she felt him go downstairs. Then she too left the room, focused on nothing but helping him and the others.