One by One the Souls Will Take You Over
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The title is a line from a song called 'And Don't Forget To Breathe' by A Static Lullaby. I also do not own Crawling by Linkin Park.
Summary: This is a different story that is set in a parallel universe-mainly focusing on Rogue and Gambit, set after the end of the second season. Rogue never joined the x-men, in fact she has never has meet them instead she joined the Acolytes. Romyness eventually. Note: Rogue has a different past in this story. It will be explained as the story continues.
Author's Note: once again….sorry about updating late, cept I got sick, strep throat, and a really bad case of it too… and in bad I mean it felt like a knife was going down my throat, I had a 102 temp., and I was throwing up, (not like you needed to know that) anyways… today is the first day since that could sit in front of a computer screen for a long period of time without getting a major headache.
Special Thanks to Fissie for helping me the last chapter, since I am a computer retard.
Thought Telepathic conversations(Translations)
Chapter Five: Training
Rogue glanced at the clock in her room, 6:50, it said. She growled softly to herself, digging back into her bag trying to find the rest of her uniform. There is no way in hell, ah am gonna wear the one old Mags left meh. Not like she could anyway since she had asked Pyro to burn it the night before. Coming out of her duffle bag triumph, she pulled out the a black combat boot to match the one already thrown on her bed, and a pair of black seamless gloves. She was wearing black leather pants that hugged her every curve, with a stitched in dragon that was climbing up her left leg. Alito Dei Draghi, Rogue thought with a sigh. The pants continued to molded perfectly into the black leather zip up jacket she was wearing. She slipped on the black gloves, and boots before walking out the door, throwing her hair up into a high ponytail.
A low whistle could be heard as she continued to walk down the hall. "Yeh say one word, ah ya'll will be dead." Rogue said without even turning around to see who it was.
"Awww, chere, Remy was jus' admirin' the view." Gambit stated falling into step along side of Rogue.
"Do yah have a death wish o' somethin'?"
"Non"
"Then ah suggest ya shut the hell up, before ya are dead."
"Aw, chere y' wound moi (me), how 'bout y' kiss it an' make it better?" Rogue didn't answer, but instead turned left and went into the training room. Everyone else was already there; Piotr was leaning against a wall next to John, who was flicking his lighter off and on, while Pietro was zipping around all over the place. And of course Sabertooth was growling menacingly in the corner. Rogue just flipped him the finger.
"Nice of you to join us, don't be late again." Magneto said in a scathing voice.
"Maybe ya should check yoah watch Mags, cos', we still have thirty seconds till it is seven. Now if ya told meh ah would get brownie points fo' bein' early, ah would have wouldn't have wasted yoah time, an' just slept fo' an hour more." Rogue replied.
Once again Magneto proceeded to glare at Rogue, until Rogue returned his glare ten fold. She smirked, when he looked away and said, "Well, lets get this training session started. Now Rogue, for this session we are working on hand-to-hand combat, you may use you powers. Good Luck." She followed him with her eyes as he made his way up to a control booth. "You may get started." It took all of three seconds for Sabertooth to launch himself at her.
Rogue flipped backwards to avoid one of his claws. "No one to save you this time." He taunted.
"Save meh?" Rogue said laughing, while delivering a harsh kick to his stomach. "Ya were the one bucket head had pinned ta the wall." Sabertooth growled again taking several swipes at Rogue, with her dodging everyone. They stayed that way for a good five more minutes, neither one getting the upper hand for long, until they both had to dive to either side to avoid a fireball. "What to ya say pussy cat? Take care of these kiddies first so we can fight will no one interfering?" Sabertooth glared at her and looked ready to launch himself at her again. But before he could, he had to dive to the right to avoid yet another one of Pyro's fireballs. "Ya know what is really sad? He was aimin' fo' Gambit." Sabertooth glanced to his right seeing that Gambit was on the other side of the room. He shook his head slightly.
"Fine." He growled, while getting up to launch himself at Pyro, who in turn screech like a girl and ran away. Rogue glanced around seeing a breeze running around trying to avoid getting hit by exploding cards, and metal fists. She smirked slightly and stuck out her foot causing the 'breeze' to fall head first into a wall. Pietro was down for the count.
"Why did y' do dat, chere? Remy can't have no fun now." Gambit said shaking a glowing card at her.
Before Rogue could respond a voice boomed over a speaker that she hadn't seen before. "STOP! Piotr, please dump Quicksilver in the hallway before he gets hurt anymore, and Rogue, use your powers, if you indeed have any." He said angrily. Obviously he had been hoping to force Rogue to use her powers.
"Ya wanna see power, Mags?" Rogue said stripping off her gloves, and unzipping her leather jacket, throwing them to the side to reveal a dark green tank top. "Ah'll show ya power." Rogue turned to the rest off the team, which only included a smirking Remy, Sabertooth, and a severely bleeding Aussie. "Come an' get meh boys."
Remy smirked and said before Sabertooth even manage a growl, "Nice tattoos chere." His eyes lingering on small Celtic design on her arm, to the small portion of a dragon that was showing on her hip, and up to her shoulder where a tip of a snake's head could be seen. Rogue smirked slightly, before turning around to deal with a rather giddy Sabertooth, who thought that he was about to beat the crap out of another annoying kid. However it caused Remy to see yet another Celtic design on her lower back with a dagger through the center. A low whistle could be heard yet again.
"Ah'll deal with ya later, swamp rat." Rogue said as she squared off with Sabertooth. He launched himself at Rogue, a swiped a claw at her, but instead of trying to dodge it, she merely grabbed it with her bare hand. Rogue barley had time to register the surprise in his eyes before he fell to the ground, unconscious. Rogue then turned and made her way to a whimpering Aussie, who was clutching, what appeared to be an extremely mangled arm from Sabertooth's claws.
"Now Sheila, you would want to hurt old John now would you?" He said glancing nervously from Sabertooth's limp from to Rogue's, which was steadily moving towards him.
"This is gonna hurt ya a lot more than is it meh." Rogue said before softly brushing her hand against his face. He was unconscious before she even turned around to face Gambit.
For once there was something else in his eyes than his usual playfulness, fear.
"Merde, chere, wha did y' do t' dem?" he said slowly backing up and extending his bo staff.
"Don't worry, swap rat, they will be fine. Ah'd be more worried 'bout ya though." Remy glanced quickly around, searching for an exit. "What Gambit? Dontcha want the kiss ya been askin' fo'?"
"Non, really Remy's très bien." (Remy's fine) Rogue laughed out loud. Remy realized it was low mournful laugh.
"Too bad." Rogue said swiping the feet out from under him, and then pinning him to he ground. She smirked slightly, with some of her white hair falling in front of her eyes. She let go of one of his hands; she brought her own to her lips, kissed it. And while staring into his demon eyes, which she noticed for the first time, she pressed two fingers to his lips, "Night swap rat."
She got up for his unconscious form and gathered her discard clothes as the doors to the room open. It was Piotr, he stared at the three sleeping forms of his teammates, before turning his glaze towards Rogue, and for the first it dawned on him why Magneto had gone through such effort to get her here. "What happened?" he said softly watching he walk calmly towards him.
"Nuthin' ya should be worrying' 'bout sugar." Rogue said, walking past him. He reached out and grabbed her hand, intending to force her to answer him. However, before he even managed to get the words out, his eyes rolled into his head as he fell towards the ground. The last thing he remembered was the extremely giddy form of Magneto, barely containing himself in the control room, before all went black.
There you have it, the training session. Hope you all liked it. Please review. And I would like to thank roguewannabe29 and ishandahalf reviewing. This chapter is for you two, since you were the only ones who reviewed! Grrr on everyone else! Anyways, please review!