Xavier Institute, Wednesday Mar. 13th 11:11 am
Xavier, Logan, Emma, Hank, Ororo, Scott, and Bishop listened to the tape of Jean he had found in his time. They looked around unsurely. It was vague but that didn't make it anymore alarming. They had enough pressing matters they didn't need to scrutinize their teammates on top of that. The professor didn't seem like he could handle much more stress.
"Great, perfect. Just what we need." Ororo commented, her face seriously. "A traitor on school grounds." A few eyes slid to Emma.
"That tape could mean anything. Why couldn't you be more descriptive, Ms. Grey?" Scott rolled his eyes although nobody saw.
"Well I think I should tell you, Bishop, we've already got a traitor on the grounds." Xavier's eyes darted around as he observed everyone talking. "Gambit is in our infirmary for some reason." Bishop's look darkened.
"Gambit, huh?" He looked around. "I never much liked him." Scott snorted. Bishop didn't know the half of it. "I don't know if he's capable of this level of mind-bending deceit, though. You said he's already betrayed you?" They nodded slowly. "Anything else going on?" Scott stepped forward, obviously reluctant.
"I might have something." All eyes turned to him. Emma placed her hands on her hips.
"Oh, please share!" She said sarcastically. Scott ignored her.
"H-Here..." He started, trying to find words. "Jean became the Phoenix. And she is-"
"Dead as far as the human perceptions of life are concerned." Emma finished to some glares from Scott. Bishop nodded glumly.
"Jean overcame the Phoenix in my time." There was a short silence. Scott's gaze fell to the ground. "I'm really in the whole wrong time. Damn. So, your time has no tape." Logan sat down on the couch with a groan.
"Don't mean we don't have a traitor." He said, lighting a cigarette to Ororo's quiet protest. Bishop nodded.
"No, I'm almost certain you do." He leaned his chin on his hand.
"Rogue's linked to Jean." Scott said. Bishop nodded.
"Because she's touched her?"
"Right." Scott's face became pale. 'I can't say anything she told me about the professor...' "Jean told her something. Onslaught." Xavier jumped in his chair suddenly, catching the worried attention of Ororo.
"Charles? Charles, are you alright?" Emma also leaned down to examine him, her face concerned.
"Fine, fine." He breathed, wiping his forehead. "I just have a headache." Emma sucked her teeth.
"Charles, you've had one every day this week." He waved his hand at her. Bishop frowned.
"Chuck, that's no good. You gotta take care of yourself. We need you, trust me." Xavier sighed wearily.
"I'm aware Bishop. Come, let's get you some accommodations. I know you can't tell most everyone here about the future but perhaps I..." He nodded, following after the man in the wheelchair. Logan sighed loudly. Ororo placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I am worried for Charles, too." She said. He nodded. 'I'm worried about all of us.' He thought.
He waited for her outside, leaning against a tree. His wild, long hair was in low ponytail. He had just a white t-shirt on and plain jeans and boots. He didn't know what to expect Rogue to wear to a date, but he was really excited to find out. He smoked a cigarette while he waited, nearly dropping it and starting a fire when he saw her. 'Merde,'
She appeared in the doorway of the institute. She was covered head to toe and still managed to be the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. She had on a burgundy ball dress with maroon, lacy detailing covering her arms, neck and chest. She even had on matching tights. His jaw dropped as she walked out, trying to fight her grin.
"Ok," She drawled, her accent far heavier in this memory. "Whadd'ya think?" He stood there, speechless.
"I'm jus' wonderin' what Remy did to deserve..." He said, looking her up and down. "You look... Good." He stuttered. She laughed.
"Gotta look nice when we go out on the town. There might be some real gentlemen at the restaurant." Jubilee snickered behind her. Even Logan chuckled with her, his eyes suspiciously lingering on Remy.
"Restaurant? Rogue, you'll be lucky if he takes you to Taco Bell." Both girls laughed.
"Ouch, Jubilee." Remy moaned. Rogue ran a gloved hand through big, wavy hair.
"That's why we're gonna go. To make sure you treat this girl right." Logan warned, his voice gravelly. Remy chuckled and looked at the ground.
"Touchin', Logan. I'm 'fraid my bike only seat two." He approached Rogue and wrapped an arm around her waist to Logan's disdain. They turned when they heard a car honk, Hank McCoy pulling up in a Jeep Wrangler.
"Well, then isn't it serendipitous I heard about your extracurricular activities and procured this jeep!" He explained cheerfully. Remy rubbed his head.
"Oh... Remy see's..." He pulled Rogue along, trying to make a quick getaway before more of a crowd joined. "Alors," He complained. "Thought I joined de X-Men, not de Brady Bunch." He smiled at her, amused. "Remy prefer to do some t'ings not in a crowd." He set Rogue gently on his bike.
Gambit shook himself from his memory as he stared at the old institute. His Rogue had told him the only way he could make things right was to go back in time and make sure he didn't have anything to do with what would be known as the Mutant Massacre. It was the only way he could stay with the X-Men and the woman he loved. The only way Magneto didn't steal her from right under his thumb.
He heaved a sigh. He had no idea what condition and age Rogue would be. She probably wouldn't want to see him at all. He had to try. Try to find his former self and stop him from making the biggest mistake of his life.
Xavier sat across from Remy (their time's Remy) and eyed him wearily. Nobody knew yet as "Joseph" still laid comatose deep in the med bay, but he had tricked them all by faking amnesia. He had taken advantage of one of Xavier's young, vulnerable students. He absolved himself from having to pay for any of the things he'd done in the past. Of his own children. It was unacceptable. This would not happen to Xavier or his school again.
He watched the young mutant closely. Sinister had made him hard to recognize. Xavier was not familiar with genetic engineering so it was really anyone's guess what he did to him. He thought back to what Warren had said about Sinister's 'potion'. 'I need to reverse those effects in order to keep everyone here safe.' He thought.
"So, Remy." He said finally after chasing for his red stare. "You asked for help?" He kept his gaze lowered.
"Remy need it." He told him solemnly. "Sinister took my soul." Xavier eyed him wearily.
"We will do what we can." Xavier said, rolling beside his bed. "I will need permission to enter your mind, Gambit. And hopefully I'll be able to undo what's been done." Remy sighed. There was darkness lurking in his mind. But what choice did he have? He had to stay away from Sinister. For his and everyone's sake.
"Oui." He answered quietly. Xavier nodded, his own head pounding.
"Then if you don't mind..." He closed his eyes ad focused on Remy's mind. "The sooner this is done, the better I will feel with my students safe." Remy nodded and tried not to shake as the world's most powerful telepath entered his mind.
Xavier Institute Danger Room, Wednesday Mar. 13th 1:17 pm
Scott watched as Rogue flew and checked all the hidden turrets and lasers in the Danger Room. It never failed to shock him when she took flight. It'd been sometime now but it entertained him all the same. It was so different from Jean. She hovered herself using telekinesis. That was different. Even when she was Dark Phoenix she floated. Slipped menacingly through the air. Rogue flew. She cut through the sky like a hot knife through butter. Like cotton on a bunny's tail.
Even when she hovered slowly, carefully it was evident how much power was behind her flight. He watched her proudly. She had put in a lot of work to master her new powers while he was gone. They looked as natural at breathing. She must've noticed him staring because she hovered down, blushing.
He dropped his stare, embarrassed. "Everything looks okay..." He nodded and she hugged herself, a tell tale sign she was uncomfortable. He frowned at her.
"What's wrong?" She tried to smile.
"I just hate that he's here. I guess it's petty..." He placed a hand on on her shoulder and stared at her seriously.
"No. It's not petty at all." He looked around suspiciously. "Frankly, I'm kind of shocked by the professor." Rogue's stare dropped. 'I'm not.'
"A lot's happened and I think Sinister has been behind it, so I guess it makes sense." She cocked an eyebrow in confusion when she saw Logan had interrupted their Danger Room cleaning.
"Rogue. Shades." He called, a frown on his face. "There's something I think you wanna see." Rogue and Scott looked at each other before following after him. In the lobby of the institute stood what they could only assume was a mutant. He had on a long, khaki trench coat. He had wild, auburn hair trailing down his back in a long ponytail. His bright pink and blue armor covered his mid section and his shins. But it was his red and black eyes that tipped them both off to who he was.
He was Remy. Gambit. Even though Remy was currently sitting in their infirmary with Emma. Rogue froze and Scott edged protective in front of her.
"What the hell is-"
"This is the other time traveler, someone you might recognize." Xavier explained as he wheeled over. Scott opened his mouth to object but Xavier spoke. "And before you get emotional, he is not the same Gambit. Not our Gambit from this time in the future. We believe he's from another timeline, like we also believe Bishop is. Forge has figured out the traveling of time but not how to keep that travel specific to their timeline." He explained, eyeing the mutant in front of him.
Gambit had a smile on his face but he tried not to look Rogue in the eyes. He had expected her to be a lot younger. She was a baby compared to him but enough of a woman for him not to feel bad about his thoughts. She had on the hunter green tunic and pants, the white scarf wrapped just above her cleavage. She was radiant here. Glowing. He had never known Rogue so young but this is what he would've imagined.
"So he just ended up here?" She looked at him with scrutinizing eyes. "What now?" Xavier smirked ruefully.
"Great question, Rogue. While I don't think it a good idea he discusses the future with everybody I would like to discuss somethings with him. There was an event he came back to stop as well." Rogue and Scott watched him carefully as he followed after the professor. When he crossed by he grabbed Rogue's gloved hand. She inhaled as he gently grazed her hand with his lips. Scott's face almost turned as red as his lenses.
"Pardonne-moi." He shuddered into her hand. "Remy tried to avoid dis but he couldn' help it. As always, good to see ya. Chére." He looked at her with those wild eyes and said so many things with just a look. She dropped her eyes as Scott cut in-between them.
"Hey," He barked, his glasses glinting in the light. "We're not so fond of you in this timeline." Gambit backed away, his hands held up defensively. "Make some space."
"Sure." He bowed and backed away, his eyes never leaving Rogue. He followed Xavier up the stairs. 'Damn... He already got a bone to pick with me.' He clutched a fist. 'I hope I'm not too late.'
They watched as he disappeared upstairs. "You think the professor is safe up there?" Scott growled.
"He better be. I don't like this." He looked at Rogue worriedly. 'Two Remy's? I wonder how she's doing...' Rogue sighed.
She despised Remy. Hated him. She could safely say she had almost no warm feelings for the mutant who had terrorized her emotionally and physically. But she didn't feel that way when she stared into the eyes of this different Gambit. Was he charming her? No, she knew how that felt. She spent a lot of time around Remy and could tell when he was charming her with the most subtle finesse to keep her mood high. When she looked into his eyes she understood how people thought they would've ended up together. It was a different world in his eyes. A different life, and she saw it all.
It left her wistful and sad, for some reason. There was a Remy out there capable of understanding her on every level and she was stuck with the one who self destructed the first time he got a good thing? She could tell from his stare that they weren't together in his time, but they had been. Maybe they weren't ever meant to be. Romeo and Juliet, perhaps...
"Rogue?" She snapped out of her rambling day dream. "You okay?" She nodded, tucking some of her hair behind her ear.
"As I'll ever be, I guess." She said, staring at the empty stairway. "Don't trust the professor."
Xavier watched as the different Gambit exited his office and shut his door. He hung his head in his hands, utterly exhausted from trying to keep his telepathic abilities in check. He was under too much stress to keep them in control. Two mutants had traveled in time to try to warn him. Of what? Traitors? Remy trying to keep his old self from making a mistake... He shook his head. They were doomed. As were they.
He thought back to unleashing a huge, psionic wave. 'You know the truth of who and what you are...'
Scott decided to keep himself busy calibrating the War Room. Rogue took the moment to be alone, stunned by the past couple of days events. 'The past few weeks have felt like years...' She yanked the hair tie out of her hair with a frown, wandering outside to the garden. It was an uncharacteristically warm, spring day. She sat under a tree with pink, budding blossoms. She leaned into the breeze and just closed her eyes, not thinking but just feeling. It'd been so long since she did this. She felt Logan's psyche sigh inside her, her knuckles itching. Life was constant chaos but there was always this.
"May Remy join ya?" Rogue bristled automatically. It wasn't her Remy, but the other one. She opened her eyes and he dropped his red and black gaze.
"Sure." She said, scooting over slightly. He sat next to her, his coat billowing around him. Rogue watched him curiously, staring at his extremely long hair.
"I don' look like dis in ya time, huh?" He commented after a while, a small smile on his lips. Rogue started inspecting the grass.
"No. Not at all..." For the first time since he'd betrayed her Rogue missed Remy. Her heart ached for him. The old him. She inhaled sharply and the moment passed. She cast a sideway glance at Gambit. "What are you here to do, Gambit?" She asked, her voice shaking. He played with a blade of grass in his fingers.
"Stop m'self from makin' a mistake, chére." Her heart stopped. 'He made a mistake in his timeline, too...' She thought, wondering what he did there. He seemed over ten years older than her but that obviously didn't stop her from being attracted to him. He seemed so much more gentle, more open. More soft then her Remy ever had been. It made her heart weep. She wanted to stop time and spend it getting to know him. This him.
He broke a promise to himself and looked into her stormy eyes. They were just like his Rogue's. He looked into them and there was nothing else. Just the blue sky, the grass, and the wind. He sighed. Just as always he could look at her forever. She wasn't afraid of his stare this time. Facing it. "Did you stop yourself?" He swallowed an emotion and suddenly his eyes were shiny.
"De Morlocks still where dey always were?" He asked Storm nonchalantly when he had a moment. She had been friendly enough to him. Her face fell and her shoulders sagged.
"The Morlocks are gone, Gambit." She said sadly, a pained look on her face. He looked at her in disbelief. 'There's no way I already... No...'
"Dunno if I'm gon' get to, fille." She looked at him, horribly sad. She assumed he didn't have unlimited times to try. She stared off into the horizon.
"Ya don' get another chance, do you?" He smiled and looked at the ground.
"Do we ever?" They shared a smile before they heard alarms sounding faintly in the distance. Gambit's face darkened. He extended his staff and stood up quickly, looking around "Don' sound good." He said as the ground began to rumble faintly.
"Sentinels," Rogue said worriedly.
'X-Men, assist in the sentinels malfunctioning two miles away.' Xavier ordered in their minds. Rogue looked worriedly at Gambit. "Go, back into the institute! This is where they're coming!" He frowned at her.
"Non, can at least watch over ya while I'm here." He explained, spinning his staff deftly. "Been a while since I fought a sentinel." Rogue chuckled to herself as Warren, Logan, Scott, Piotr and Ororo came running, eyeing Gambit a little wearily.
"They haven't gotten here yet, good." Said Ororo with a sigh. "The government was in such a rush to send them out after a "perceived mutant threat" that they are maiming and hurting civilians." She snapped. Rogue's face fell.
"What?"
"Let's hurry," Said Scott, wedging in between Rogue and Gambit again. He eyed him. "You fighting with us?" Gambit nodded.
"Oui."
They didn't have to go far to find the offending robots. Three sentinels were stomping towards the institute with a vengeance. People were screaming and running around in a panic. With a determined grunt, Rogue took off flying and started grappling with one. Gambit chuckled to himself. 'Guess she really don' need me lookin' out for her.' He thought, thinking of how amazing the Rogue he knew was.
She grabbed the two massive arms and wrenched. Focusing on her many absorbed abilities she phased the robot into the ground to the mid leg. Growling, she wrenched on one arm and ripped it free. She tossed it aside and grabbed the other, tugging violently on it. She threw it aside and punched the sentinel in the face, sending it's head flying. Gritting her teeth she held her hands up defensively.
Gambit tossed a few charged cards at some rockets, watching Rogue tear into the machine. Scott fired a wide optic blast. "Stay alert," He called out.
Ororo summoned toward the sky and her eyes glowed white. "Skies, grant me lightning!" She chanted as the clouds gathered and cracked with thunder. A large, bright strike of lightning crashed into one of sentinels. It froze in place, it's circuitry malfunctioning. Logan jumped forward with a snarl but Rogue halted him with telekinesis, a scowl on her face.
"You don't have adamantium claws anymore, Logan!" She warned. She hated to think about how his claws would stack up against a sentinel. He roared at the sky in frustration. She was right, he would've shattered his claws and been out of this fight. He hung back, livid all over again that Magneto had stolen his metal and his healing factor. 'He can't stop me from gutting him now,' He thought savagely.
Gambit spun his staff and protected Rogue and Ororo from the bullets being sprayed at them. Scott ran and flipped, his leather jacket flapping around him. He shot a precise optic blast at a rocket headed their way. Piotr rammed into the leg of one and knocked it off balance. Rogue focused on her powers and began generating fire. Tears forming in her eyes she pushed the fire towards the raging robot. In a flash it was incinerated, left in a molten rock cast.
Rogue's feet landed back on the earth and she sighed. She rubbed her head, confused. "Stripes?" Logan asked, watching her closely.
"Somethin' tells me I'm not at Woodstock '93." She said in a strange, Australian accent. Logan cursed to himself. Scott shot another bomb away from them, exploding yards away.
"Rogue! You're with me, Scott. And the X-Men!" He sent Gambit a look. She rubbed her head, trying to focus.
"The X-Men?" Gambit spun his staff and protected Rogue from more bullets in her disoriented state. Logan pulled away from a bomb blast.
"S'wrong wit her?" He asked, tossing another charged card.
"I know you're worn out, Kid." He praised. "But I need ya to come back to us. We got one more sentinel to finish. I'm Logan-" He broke away to grab a crying child out of the way of the sentinel's wrath. He set her down in safety. "You're Rogue." He finished. She blinked, looking around. She clenched her fists and nodded, indicating she was back to normal. Scott smiled with relief.
"Good job." He told her warmly as she rose to the sky again. Gambit watched in awe as she froze the sentinel's feet. It struggled to move. Grunting with the strain she slowly phased it's particles into the ground until nothing of the robot remained. She settled back to the ground with a stumble, but this time Scott and Gambit were there to steady her.
"Incroyable..." Remy breathed. Scott righted her, his arm lingering on her shoulder a little longer than usual. Both Gambit and Logan noticed. Even Ororo felt herself blush, turning away from the young adult mutants as they stared at one another.
"There. You're done now." He said, looking at her with an unreadable expression. She looked up at him with a relieved smile. She knew it was stupid, but she felt like she could do anything when he was there. Gambit noticed the moment and respected it, smiling to himself. 'Who can blame him...'
"Forgot y'didn't need my backup, petit." Rogue glowered, approaching Gambit unsurely.
"These powers... I have them in your time too, don't I?" He shook his head yes, his eyes sad. Rogue heaved a sigh. 'Maybe it's a part of my destiny... For all me's...' She grimaced. She looked up and he had crossed the space between them, staring at her with a look teeming with want and longing.
"I'm sorry, chére." He sighed at her. "Didn' mean t'make ya sad." She tried to look away from him but she couldn't. She was so mesmerized by this older, soft but harder Remy. She would never get to know him, this wasn't in her Remy's destiny. "Last t'ing I ever mean to do..." He turned his head and looked at her, making the painfully slow decision to kiss her, despite the consequences. Logan snarled, not trusting the Remy in the infirmary or this Remy. He was about to interfere before their lips met when he slowly began to flicker.
Rogue gasped, her eyes getting teary. "N-No... It hasn't been long enough!" She cried, shaking her head. He smiled at her, stroking her face with his thumb. His touch was fleeting.
"Stop cryin', mon lapin. It's okay." He grinned at her. "I'll just see y'next lifetime." His stare hardened. "Oh, and that other me..." Rogue sighed.
"Is this when ya gonna tell me to cut him some slack and trust him?" He smiled again and shook his head.
"Non, keep ya eye on him. I would stay away." They stared in each others eyes until he disappeared completely, leaving glitter behind. Rogue inhaled sharply. 'Gambit...' He was proof that in another life it could work. He could be her soulmate. There wasn't a doubt about it. Just not this one... Rogue pondered the feeling on her cheek when Emma interrupted their minds.
'I need you all back at the institute, now. The professor is missing.' Fear washed all over them as they sprinted and flew back to the school. This was bad. Especially with the state he was in. The professor was potentially very dangerous. They busted into the mansion together, looking around as if the answers lied beyond the door. Bishop appeared at the top of the staircase.
"I was in here, I should've done somethi-" He began frantically. Logan shook his head.
"Relax, B. You couldn't have known. Our time is completely different than yours." Bishop clutched his fists.
"We need to do something. Now." Logan ran an scarred hand through his hair.
"I'll pull Elf and Half-Pint from school." He commented, disappearing outside. 'Chuck... Where did you go?'
Xavier sat fearlessly in front of the abomination of his own creation. There was no sense in his X-Men finding out what Onslaught was and where it came from. They would all perish trying to fight it. Just by being in it's presence Xavier could feel how powerful this the monster was. He strained to see inside the giant helmet but he saw nothing but darkness.
"Do you know how you even found me? How I stand here today?" Xavier watched Onslaught as he towered over him.
"I know where you came from. What you are." He responded his fingers interlocked. The hellish, mutated Magneto chuckled ruefully.
"Not what I asked, Charles. Nate Grey with all his immeasurable telekinetic abilities, he pulled me from the astral plane. Felt me spying. That action gave me the ability to be here. In this reality." A chill went down the professor's back. 'Nate Grey? Who? I have no idea-' "Oh, you don't know who I'm talking about. You've been too engrossed in your own failures and pity party that you haven't dusted off Cerebro, huh?" Xavier clutched his fists. "He's a test tube mutant created by Sinister from clones of your team but that's besides the point." Fear gripped Xavier's heart.
"H-he what?!" 'Nate Grey... Is that Scott and Jean's son?' His stomach dropped.
"None of that matters anymore, Charles. I'm here now. And you've shown up to seemingly expedite your death." Xavier stared unflinchingly at his inadvertent creation.
"Mankind's extinction does not mean the rise of mutant-kind. If there is any part of me left in you, you have to know that." Onslaught laughed.
"Charles, for once you're absolutely right." Xavier baulked.
"Then cease this at once!"
"Why? What ugly truth can you tell me that I do not know? The mutants we championed, Xavier, are every bit as petty and venal as humans! Let's face it. Neither race can rule the world without bringing it to ruin." He simulated the apocalypse around them. "I used to think mutants on top was the answer to the world's conundrums but look at Magneto. He is proof it is not." Xavier was silent. Onslaught clutched a fist and the ground disappeared from beneath them. Xavier shouted in fear as he fell.
"My one and only declaration is this. HUMAN OR MUTANT, NO ONE WILL SURVIVE THE ONSLAUGHT." Xavier threw a hand to his head quickly, sure that what Onslaught was putting him through was a complex and intense illusion.
He dropped the barriers around his own telepathic abilities and focused on trying to hold his own against Onslaught. It was futile. It was exhausting his vast powers already."
"It's useless, Charles."
"Are you mad, little girl?" Emma tried to keep her tone polite but she could not help it. "I just scanned for an hour. I felt nothing." Kitty, Bobby, Kurt, and Scott's faces all fell. "Doesn't mean he's dead, I'm just saying someone with zero telepathic knowledge isn't going to find him." She folded her arms, her white capes dangling from her arms.
"Don't underestimate her, Emma." Logan warned, a snarl on his face.
"Jean boosted my powers," She began hotly. "Not tryin' to insult. I'm sayin' I might be able to reach farther, that's just how it is." Emma rolled her eyes.
"Give her a shot, Emma." Scott pleaded, his jaw set. She threw her hands up in exasperation.
"Fine. Fine. Explode Cerebro while the professor is M.I.A. Don't mind me when I say I told you this was a bad idea." Kitty looked at Rogue seriously.
"You need to use a lot of power but not overload it. Remember the mayhem when Jean fried it with a yawn?" Rogue swallowed hard and nodded. "Just trust your instincts. If anyone can find the professor, it's you." She smiled at her and shot Emma a dark look. Piotr placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Piotr agrees." Scott looked down at her.
"You can do this." She looked at him, her eyes determined. He watched as she set the helmet on her head. 'I hope I can contact Jean without losing control..' She thought, closing her eyes and mentally reaching out to her psyche.
Kurt smiled gestured to prayer beads on his arm and the bracelet that was still on her.
'Jean? Jean...'
'Rogue?'
'Jean, the professor is missing. We don't know what's goin' on they just sent a fleet of sentinels to the institute.' Jean was frowning the White Hot Room.
'What do you need?'
'I want to use Cerebro but I don't have enough experience. Guide me?' She nodded as though Rogue could see her.
'You got it. Say no more.' Rogue felt Jean's essence flowing into her. A determined look on her face she let Cerebro meld with her brain and her powers. The machine got her in touch with every mutant signature in the United States instantly. She didn't need to reach far, the professor was in the same state.
"He's at the abandoned theater on 46th street!" She exclaimed.
"How the hell did he get all the way over there?" Emma muttered, mostly under her breath.
"Let's go, you heard her. Board the jet." Scott instructed, motioning towards the door. "We need to get the professor back as soon as possible."
"He's right, Charles is extremely vulnerable right now." Ororo said worriedly. Logan looked into her dark eyes.
"You stay here, 'Ro. We got this. The kids need you and Hank with Chuck gone." She shut her eyes in quiet protest. With all the death around the school she wanted to go to protect her students. But the school needed defense as well, Logan was right.
"I'll look after new recruits with Hank." She said with a sigh. He placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled.
"Atta girl."
"Logan!" He heard Bobby call down the hall. He winked at her before taking off to board the X-Jet. He was in a near constant pain ever since Joseph had stripped him of his metal frame. His healing factor burned out helping him survive. So he felt all sorts of aches and pains he hadn't felt for decades. But it wouldn't stop him from fighting or protecting these kids. 'Enough of them have fallen because I wasn't around...' He thought bitterly. 'Rahne... Evan... Ray... Forgive me.'
He jumped in the elevator and cracked his knuckles. Whoever was bothering Chuck was about to have a bad day. If only he knew how wrong he was.
A/N:
Incroyable: Unbelievable
Mon Lapin: My Rabbit