Sorry if Amara seems really ooc, but I thought that this would be an interesting attitude for her. Plus… I've seen some people portray her like this. Annnyway, I don't know much about her anyway so… bare with me.

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John and Piotr simply stared after their comrades but made no move to follow. A second later, the red head named Jean walked toward them and looked around as if searching for something.

"What?!" John asked annoyed.

"Erm… Did I just see Duncan over here a couple minutes ago?" Jean asked.

Piotr and John exchanged glances.

"Jean! Like where were you?" Came a loud voice from behind Jean. They all had to speak loud to be heard over the music.

"I was just looking for someone Kitty." Jean replied.

"Oh." Kitty replied absently. She seemed to be looking for someone now too.

"Who are you looking for?" Jean asked, forgetting that two acolytes were still there.

"Oh, there she is." Kitty said, pointing into the crowd. A teenaged girl with tanned skin, long black hair, and wearing a black tube top and black pants were coming toward them. Pyro was instantly interested.

"Sorry, had to use the lady's room." She explained to Jean and Kitty.

"Who's this?" John asked with curiosity. Jean and Kitty whirled around just realizing that the acolytes were still there.

The dark haird girl looked at John and seemed interested.

"None of your concern." Jean said quickly.

"Sure it is." John said with a grin. The girl blushed. "What's you're name Sheila?" John asked.

"Leave her alone Pyro." Kitty said suddenly.

"Aww, does the little kitty not like me being nice to her friends?" John teased.

Kitty blushed this time, but not from someone having interest, this was one of anger. He may have flirted with her before but obviously that had been a little trick considering they knew they were the X-men and worked for Magneto. I'm like soo going to totally rip up his picture when I get home!

"Leave her alone John." Piotr said suddenly.

Kitty looked at Piotr, faint signs of her blush deepening. Piotr just smiled faintly at her and the blush deepened even more. During this though John had moved over to the dark haird girl.

"So, what's your name?" John asked her.

"A-Amara." She replied, her brown eyes looking around nervously.

"Hello Amara, I'm St. John. More commonly known as Pyro by my friends.

Amara laughed.

"What?" Pyro asked. Was she laughing at his name? 

"My other nick-name is Magma." She replied amused.

John lifted his eyebrows in amusement. "Is there a reason you have that name?" He asked curiously.

Amara shrugged. "Got a hot temper." She replied with a grin.

"Come on Amara, let's go dance somewhere else." Jean said, taking Amara's arm. Amara pulled it away.

"That's rude! I'm talking to someone." Amara replied, already showing John this hot temper she had.

"Yeah, the worker of one of our biggest enemies!" Jean pointed out.

Amara went silent and looked at John in surprise. "You're a mutant?"

Jean threw up her arms in exasperation.

John bowed. "Yep. Pyrokinetic.'" He replied. "But I don't think enemies is the proper term… yet."

"Exactly, not yet. You guys'll do something." Jean said, tugging at Amara's arm.

"Come on Amara, they're like, dangerous." Kitty said, suddenly appearing beside 'Magma.'

"Doesn't seem dangerous to me." Amara replied, putting a hand on her hip.

John grinned. He liked this girl. Not only was she pretty, but her attitude was great; not letting others make decisions for her.

"We should go St. John. We should make sure Remy and Rogue are okay." Piotr said from behind him.

"You can go, I think I'll stay here." John replied, not taking his eyes off Amara. 

Piotr put a heavy hand on John's shoulder. "We only have one vehicle. I don't feel like staying here either. I didn't want to come in the first place." Piotr said sternly.

"Fine." John said disappointedly. "See you again, Amara."

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"Rogue wait! Rogue!" Remy called after the Goth. "How yo goin' t'get home huh?" Remy asked, stopping.

Rogue scowled and turned to face him. "Fahne! Where's ya bike?"

Remy turned and began to walk in the direction he had parked his bike. He came to a stop next to it and looked at Rogue. "Chere, y'gotta understand, it wasn' anythin' serious. Dere wasn't even a reward. We bot' just liked yo (well, Duncan liked yo're looks) so we bot' tried t'win ya over. It wasn' really a bet ." Remy told her.

"Go get Risty, tahke her back. Ah'll try t'get a ride with John and Piotr." Rogue said calmly, ignoring Remy's speech.

Remy grinned. "P'tite, if y'don like Remy so much, den why's dis buggin you?"

"Because!" Rogue suddenly shouted. "Ah was just a tool fer ya t'gain prestige. No longer was Ah just the next girl on yer lists o'hearts t'steal (which is bad enough!), but now Ah've become a tool t'show the school that yo're a lady's man that can get everyone he wants." Rogue finished.

"No, it's not like dat!" It's not? Remy, are y'actually fallen fo' de femme?

"Fihne, Ah'll go get Risty an' tell her that yer ready t'go." Rogue said, turning around.

Remy's hand quickly reached out and grabbed onto Rogue's wrist. "Chere, please…"

Rogue pulled her hand away and walked back into the club.

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Sabertooth woke with a start. He sat up suddenly and looked around. Where was he? Looked to be a large room and he was in a bed by the wall. It was 12:45 a.m. Was he still at Magneto's? He didn't remember leaving.

He quickly jumped out of the bed and went to the door. He opened it and was relieved to find that he was indeed in Magneto's place. He was now in the hallway where the younger acolytes were currently sleeping. He glanced down the hall to the door only Magneto could take down to the lower levels of the house for it was like a metal elevator. Sabertooth knew a different way to the basement though, one he could get to without Magneto's help.

As he made his way down the hall he found it odd how cold his feet were against the metal ground; found it odd how cold and bare his arms felt. It did not matter though, he wasn't so weak as to let it bug him.

Lifting the heavy barriers easily to get to the basement he found himself in the lab Magneto had created, and not to Sabertooth's surprise, he was working there.

 With practiced stealth he moved closer. He did not know why he was being so quiet and he did not know why he was nervous about being down here, but he was. It was as if another level of consciousness was warning him to go back to that room and go back to sleep, but he ignored it.

He moved around in front of Magneto so Mags could see him. Magnus looked surprised to see him there and Sabertooth found it odd that he had to look up to meet Magneto's eyes. He was taller then that!

Anger flashed behind Magneto's eyes, then curiosity, then finally a calm interest. "Hello Rogue." He said.

Sabertooth took a sudden step back and looked around. Had that annoying little girl followed him down here? The one that Magneto claimed was even more powerful then Sabertooth! Yeah right! If she was here though where was she and why had Magneto looked at him when he had said it? And why couldn't he smell her?

"Rogue?! Where?" Sabertooth questioned, but as soon as he said it he put a small hand to his throat. His voice! It had been feminine, it had been… Rogue's! He wasn't Sabertooth, he was Rogue!

Rogue shook her head as Sabertooth's mind slipped away angrily. When she looked up she found that she had put her head in her hands and now Magneto was looking down at her, confusion written all over his face.

Suddenly Rogue realized that this was not a place she wanted to be. They were forbidden to be down here unless given permission and she hadn't been given permission.

"Oh! Ah-Ah-Ah didn' mean t'come down here. Ah, thought Ah was Sabertooth fer a bit there. Uh, Ah'll be goin'." Rogue said hurriedly and she turned quickly.

Suddenly she felt something cold wrap around her wrist and pull her back around. "Did I dismiss you yet?" Magneto questioned sternly.

"No… but-" Rogue began.

"Good, then you don't leave yet." Magneto replied. "Now explain again what you're doing down here."

"Ah told you, Ah thought Ah was Sabertooth." Rogue answered.

Magneto nodded but he didn't look completely convinced. "And now you know how to get down here…" He said thoughtfully.

"Ah won't tell any o' the others and Ah certainly won't be comin' here again." Rogue said quickly.

"That is only your word and I cannot afford the others to know how to get here…" Magneto said thoughtfully. The metal around her wrist was still there so she couldn't move and she suddenly feared for her life.

Rogue struggled the metal but it was useless. "Ah won't tell them!"

"On the other hand though…" Magneto said thoughtfully ignoring Rogue's last plea. "I need you…"

"Ah won' tell anyone! And Ah was gonna fihnd out anyway!" Rogue pointed out.

"Oh? And how did you think that would happen?" Magneto asked.

"This Friday (tomorrow… er… today), yer gonna have meh touch ya. Ah'd find out then. Ah'd get yer mihnd and know. What did y'have in mind t'do about that?!" Rogue suddenly demanded.

Magneto looked thoughtful. "You make a point. I had overlooked that. You will find out many things from my mind won't you…?" His eyebrows furrowed in thought.

Rogue tried to pull at Sabertooth's mind. When she had thought she was him she had been able to lift things impossible for any regular people, so perhaps if she could draw him back then she'd be able to break the metal.

"Yes, Ah will." Rogue replied when she realized her attempts to use Sabertooth was useless.

Suddenly the metal released her. "I won't have lost Mystique to gain an acolyte I'd kill. I guess I'll spare you."

Rogue looked at him confused. What did he mean, 'lost Mystique'?

"Lost Mystique? What doya mean?" Rogue voiced her thoughts.

Magneto sighed heavily. "She did not want you to become an acolyte. She wanted to become a member of the Brother Hood, but I knew you're powers would be much more useful here so I brought you here. Mystique is upset about this and is now seeking revenge against me."

"Because of me?!" Rogue questioned in surprise. The woman had raised her yes, but she was always cold and stern… not much like a mother.

Magneto nodded.

Suddenly Rogue remembered Piotr and his family. Anger suddenly went through her and she had to restrain herself from advancing on the Master of Magnetism.

"You're black-mailing Piotr!" Rogue suddenly blurt out.

Magneto looked startled at first but then his face hardened. "I wouldn't call it black-mail. I do something for him, he does something for me."

"Yo don't do somethin' fo Gambit or mahself!" Rogue pointed out. 

"Getting greedy are we?" He questioned, standing to a greater height suddenly.

"No… Ah didn' mean it lihke that! Ah jus' meant… y'could have at least told 'im they were dead!" Rogue continued.

Magneto shook his head. "His sister's still alive and I am paying for her medical attention, therefore he still works for me and is getting paid."

"But you could have told him!" Rogue shouted suddenly.

Magneto suddenly looked very dangerous, very angry, and Rogue took a step back in fright.

"I can't afford my men to be depressed when I have work for them to do!" He growled. "Therefore, he will not find out anytime soon!"

Rogue shook her head. "It's too late. Ah told 'em."

"You what?!"

"Ah couldn' keep it from him!"

"You should have talked to me about it!"

Rogue looked at him skeptically. "And how was Ah suppose t'get t'talk to ya? We only meet with ya when you summon us. And anyway, even if Ah had, Ah'd've told him. He deserves t'know!"

"What's going on in here?" Came a low growling… but tired voice. Rogue whirled around to see Sabertooth emerging. She suddenly felt even more frightened. The Sabertooth; or at least the one in her head; hated her with a passion for some reason and this one probably wouldn't be very hesitant to attack her.

He stopped suddenly, sniffed, his eyes widened as they landed on Rogue, and he leapt at her. Rogue immediately tried to dodge but his large strong fist wrapped around her wrist and brought her up off the ground.

"What's she doing here?!" He growled, glaring at her as if he was ready to kill her. What did he have against her?!

"Victor! Calm down." Magneto said; he had regained his composure.

The cat-like man shifted his eyes from Rogue to Magneto for a second and he growled as they returned to her. "She has permission to be here?" He questioned.

"No, but apparently you led her here."

Sabertooth's eyes immediately went back to Rogue and widened. This certainly hadn't bee a good thing for Magneto to say… if he wanted Rogue alive that was, for the next thing she knew Sabertooth was whirling around, his grip around her wrist tightened, and rammed her into a metal wall.

Rogue gasped in pain as her back hit the wall and she gritted her teeth.

"You scavenged through my mind?!" He growled.

"Creed! Put her down now!" Magneto ordered. There was a brief silence, then he let go and she dropped to the floor. After regaining her breath and composer though Rogue was on her feet again. She didn't like this. This had been the first night she had actually been afraid to be here, first night she had actually feared for her life here

Magneto was walking toward her now. "You tell anyone how to get here… then not only will I dispose of you, but the one you tell as well. I will not hesitate! Now get back to bed!"

Rogue was about to protest but when Sabertooth took a step toward her she knew that if she did anything to anger either of them this time, there would be no rescue.

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Okay… someone mentioned that Rogue was really mean to Duncan and I'm sorry if I overdid it… I just figured that if someone did what he did to her to me… I'd act much the same. *shrugs* Sorry if I screwed that up. I'm glad to see that people liked Piotr's line of 'hurt her and I'll break you'. I was hesitant to put that there thinking it might be a little much but… you guys seemed to have liked it. ^_^

^Crysala^