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Mystique had carefully gathered the information that had freely flowed around the mansion after Charles exited cerebro. The X-Men were planning on taking the jet to Anchorage and meeting Marie was soon as she got off the train.
Gliding into Magneto's office her hips swaying as she felt her importance to this mission. "She's on a train headed for Anchorage, looks like she got scared and decided to head back to where she came from." She said a steely emotionless glint in her vivid yellow eyes.
"Find out the train's schedule and ready the helicopter." Magneto said standing from his desk and moving around it leaving the room to prepare himself for his meeting with the young mutant girl that would aid him in forever changing the way the world revolved.
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Marie's eyes drooped as she leaned her forehead against the window at her seat. The sun had disappeared out of the sky, not that she had ever been able to see it, the day had been fogged and cloudy the ever present snow continuing to drift soundlessly from the shaded heavens. Her thoughts strained on where she was going, where she was headed back too, the day before she thought she had been boldly taking a step forward, and now she was only face with having herself taking three steps backwards. Marie had decided on one thing, she was no longer going to live her life in fear, humans be damned she wasn't going to let their hatred towards her rule her life. She wasn't going to be stripping much longer that was if she hadn't already lost her job at the club. She was only going to stay on there until she could get a decent and respectable job and maybe, just maybe she would seek out others like herself. Logan was the only other mutant she had ever met. Marie needed to be surrounded by other people just like her.
Turning her head slowly she watched silently as a woman and a small boy rested against one another on the long trip, the mother she assumed gently caressing the boys cheeks that still held baby fat on them. A brief smile turned up the corners of her lips. Marie would have that someday, if she had to lie, steal and cheat to get what she wanted. Sitting up she stretched slowly her limbs aching from being stationary for so long in her seat.
Reaching up she ran a gloved hand through her hair as she stood up feeling her spine elongate and stretch slowly as she looked up and down the isle for a moment before heading towards the rest room feeling her full bladder sending her warning alerts and she only prayed that there wasn't someone already in the rest room. There was always that one person who hogged the bathroom through the entire journey she had a sinking feeling that if that was the case today she would rip the door straight off of its hinges and through them out into the isle.
Sighing in relief as she saw the door slightly ajar and she stepped inside flicking the light on before closing the door behind her and locking it. Marie didn't have to do much work on the jeans she could push them down without ever unzipping or buttoning them at all and another huge sigh of relief echoed in the tiny space.
Sitting there for a moment longer Marie reached up for the toilet paper when the train was jolted slightly, although she didn't think anything of it, trains did that all the time. Didn't they? Yelping as the train itself started to skid on the tracks sending Marie and all other passengers nailed back in their seats screaming as the train started to tilt off of the tracks. Or so they thought.
Hurriedly pulling her pants up she had to get out of this bathroom and find out what was doing on outside. Marie didn't have the chance, as soon as she stretched out her hand steadying herself with the other the train completely flipped. Screaming Marie felt slivers of glass falling on her body as the mirror burst. As the train met its impact she banged her head against the door sending her into a world of darkness.
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Logan was securely bulked into a seat in the jet next to the good doctor Jean. Had he been given a choice he would have chosen to have been flung to Anchorage in a giant sling shot because even that would have been better that Cyclopes' piloting but he was going to see Marie and for her he would do and go through just about anything that he had too. Unfortunately, Logan couldn't blame Cyclopes for the weather however he could Storm.
"Isn't there anything you can do about the fog?" He growled folding his arms over his chest, a stance that was becoming increasingly familiar to the members of the X-team.
"I'm sorry Logan; there isn't anything I can do. Without the fog we'll be spotted." Storm said turning in her seat to sincerely apologize for the flight.
Tightening his jaw with no one to blame his thoughts turned back to Marie, when he saw her he was going to explain so many things. Only there was something that was holding him back, Logan wasn't a lover he was a quick fucker and leave and Marie made him want to be more than that. He didn't know her like he should have to be having feelings like this, as far as Logan could remember he hadn't ever felt that way about anyone. And she was so young, eighteen he was old enough to Marie's father, maybe even her grandfather.
Twitching in his seat his ears perked up as he heard Scott speaking into his head set. It didn't sound like good news from this end.
"There's been an accident." Scott said somberly
The train that Marie had been on, as soon as the team and Logan had left the institute Charles had returned to cerebro to watch over Marie until the team got to her in Anchorage, the train had crashed. This crash was no accident Charles could clearly see that, one minuet the train was fine and then the next it was derailing off of the tracks. Magneto had stopped the train itself, flipping it up into the air until it landed on its top on the side of the tracks. For a brief time Charles had still been able to find Marie but only minuets after the crash he could no longer pin point her location.
After Scott had re-laid the account of what Charles had told him to the team and Logan he decided to turn the jet around and head back to the mansion until the Professor could find Marie on cerebro. Jean had had to all but sedate Logan in the end it came to simply using her telekinesis to keep him in his seat and from possibly crashing the jet and killing them all.
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As she opened her eyes she felt the warm sticky trickling of blood at her temple? Her back ached from the way she was twisted trapped inside of the bathroom stall. Shifting slowly the lights taking spouts of flickering on and off on and off as she started to slowly right herself. She was lying on the ceiling instead of the floor. Trying to speak she could hear rustling outside, maybe everyone was okay, someone would come to get her out but her voice was hoarse as if she hadn't spoke for a long time but she didn't think that she had been out very long but the chill in the air told her that she had been unconscious for some time now.
"He- help meh!" She blinking quickly pulling herself up onto her feet as she tried the door handle it was stuck, holding onto it with both hands she jiggled the knob hoping that she could budge it. Gaining her balance Marie braced her leg against the wall and began to pull as hard as she could against the door handle screaming all the while that she was trapped for someone to please come help her.
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The Brotherhood had scoured the entire train not finding the girl anywhere, after the crash had taken place Magneto had ripped the steel frame of the train apart for them to come inside, people were screaming, no one seriously hurt only scared out of their wits although had it been Victor he would have killed them all and worried about the girl later, but the girl was going to play a big part in Magneto's plan. Her unique ability was exactly what he needed to power his mutant making machine. The authorities hadn't been able to get through to the accident just yet, the weather playing on there side as the snow had stopped falling only to be replaced by freezing ran and ice on the roads companied by a thick fog had Magneto not known any better he would have said that he had the aid of a certain weather witch on his side, but he knew that was much more than a fancy little lie.
Perking his ears up Victor thought that he heard something for a second or two before it stopped and then he heard it again. Moving his large animal like form down the isle he was getting closer to it. Reaching the back of the train he could hear a voice through the bathroom door, of all the places she could have been she'd choice that time to take piss right before they had caused the crash. Taking the handle in two fingers and a firm grasp he jerked the door straight off of its hedges and the girl began to scream once again when she caught sight of her rescuer.
With a roll of his eyes Sabertooth reach into the bathroom for a screaming Marie. "Don't touch meh! Don't touch meh!" Like he hadn't heard that one before. Of course Sabertooth didn't exactly know about the specifics of Marie's mutation and his hand was headed straight for her bare skinned neck. "Please don't touch mah- AH!" Marie struggled back against the back wall of the bathroom stall. She was about to warn him of her skin when his hairy palm and sausage like fingers closed around her bare skin.
It was less than three seconds before the bull took hold and Marie could feel Sabertooth's thoughts, memories, personality (not that he had much of one.) and the root of all his abilities surging into her being. His eyes bulged in there sockets, large blue veins stood up against the flesh of his features as his knee's buckled under his weight, she was sucking him dry.
Marie's head started to pound against the dominant personality that was rampaging through her mind she couldn't stand much more. Luckily that was when the pull stopped, Sabertooth had nothing left to give. Marie had completely absorbed him. She'd killed him. In all truth Victor had been sick, Marie could feel it in her bones, and he had been dying. There wasn't anything his healing factor could do for it any longer. Marie's mutation was the straw that broke the camel's back.
'Ah gotta get out. Ah gotta run.'
Squirming Marie was torn, this was Magneto's fault he hadn't cared about the girl he'd wanted to go directly after the X-men shut them down for good. Clenching her eyes shut her gloved hands came up to her head clutching it, willing the chaos to stop, she'd never absorbed another mutant before except for Logan and certainly not one with so much anger and hate one that really enjoyed hurting people. Suddenly Logan was there he was with the mutant in her head and they were fighting, struggling for control. The Wolverine was all primal but so was Victor, but the Logan persona in her head felt that this was his territory Marie was…his? Wolverine didn't so much say these things as feel them, show them in his actions the way he stance. His beautiful hazel eyes were no where to be found only replaced by darkness giving off a wolfish yellow glint as the two dominant entities in Marie's head converged. Survival of the fittest.
Suddenly as the Sabertooth and Wolverine fought inside her there came the sound of footsteps in the cabin. "She killed him." Marie's eyes widened in alarm at the green sallow face of Toad staring from her to Sabertooth's dead body.
"You little bitch!" Came the malicious voice of Mystique next to Toad.
As Mystique lunged at Marie she let herself fall back against the wall of the bathroom her legs coming up fast striking Mystique in the abdomen sending her barreling out into the hall stumbling over the dead body of Victor. Before Marie had a chance to figure out where she'd learned to do that Mystique was on her feet again and coming at her with all the strength that she had. As the two women struggled against each other it was harder for Mystique to get a good hit in without making contact with Marie's deadly skin. Toad however took no part in the fight, he simply stood back watching the cat fight start to really get good. While the Wolverine was savagely fighting for control of her mind he was also commanding her to fight back, telling her what to do and when to do it each time Mystique came at her and she was listening.
Marie was gaining the upper hand in the bathroom but it wasn't going to last for long. Mystique was more capable than her appearance lead one to believe. When Mystique was recovering from a punch to the stomach that had knocked the wind out of her sails Marie bad a run for it. The section of the train she was in was all but empty save for Toad, Mystique, Victor's dead body and Magneto.
There was no way out, not from this end anyway, the exit into the next car was blocked up by luggage all the way to the ceiling and she had no time to loose trying to through it all out of her way to get out. Turning as Mystique came out of the bathroom, Toad following closely behind her. Marie backed away until the back of her legs were pressed against the luggage blocking her only exit aside from trying to fight past the two in front of her. Just then Mystique and Toad separated as Magneto appeared in all his iron helmeted glory. "You have no idea how long I have been waiting to meet you, Rogue."
Being as it was Magneto had always had a flare for the dramatic. "But." He shrugged. "All is well." he said brushing aside his cloak a needle filled with dark read liquid rose into the air turned and aimed itself in Marie's direction. Panic consumed her as she turned her back to the three and began to attempt to climb over the luggage but she felt the hard sting entering the flesh at the back of her neck before she could even complete the thought.