Chapter Three: Meeting Rogue

Killian hated crowds there was to many opportunities for an ambush to arise, and being in a new place with hundreds of Mutants who were trained in how to use their ability put him more on edge. Perhaps it was because he was made to be a killer, a protector, a conqueror that he felt no need to be a social creature. Or maybe it was because he had seen what loving others could bring, after all Harry's memories of those he loved were powerful things but the memories of their loss were just as vivid. Killian could not see how that love could be worth the pain one would endure when the one they loved left.

Killian knew he saw things in a warped fashion and that nothing would ever change that but that being said Harry's view of the world helped balance him out, if only slightly. Harry had not shut up since seeing Logan and though he was annoyed about how he had treated them both he seemed readily willing to forgive him. Which was something that pissed Killian off to no end. Harry had always been ruled by his emotions, always filled with so much compassion and trust that he would forgive just about anyone. While that compassion and trust drove Killian insane he knew he would have him no other way because that way was simply Harry. Simply his little brother. The innocent part of himself that was still so pure after facing hell.

The bond between them was one of a kind in the sense that they were in a way two separate entities in one body. But they were also one. Two differently colored threads made up off completely different materials and yet they were woven so intricately together that not even they could tell where they themselves began and the other started. Killian had hated Harry's presence at first, had tried to eradicate him all together from his psyche but the more he had pushed the fainter Harry got along with himself. To lose one was to ultimately lose the other. And slowly that alliance of wanting mutual survival that alliance broke way to a friendship which set way to a brotherhood.

"Kid, lets go." Came the sharp gruff voice of Logan as he opened up Killian's door without so much as a knock. Anger welled up within Killian but he bit it back. He was not a child and neither was Harry for that matter. It did not matter what Logan thought he was, all that mattered was figuring out how this world worked. Harry while agreeing with the last part did not agree with the first. Killian gave a huff of annoyance.

"If you actually called people by their names they may be more willing to do as ayou say. Though I suppose it wouldn't hurt to actually ask people to do something. Its politer that way." Killian di not bother to turn around and stare at Logan. Opting to keep standing in front of his window watching the children in the courtyard play. He heard Logan grunt as he stood about five feet behind him.

"I'm not all that polite, Bub, if you hadn't noticed." Killian felt his lip curl and finally he turned to face the towering dominant who was standing beside him as if he had not a care in the world.

"Oh I had. Anyone with a half a brain would have been able to see that. Forgive me I was foolishly hoping you would have the common decency to at least act like you were human. But what can I expect you're an animal." With that Killian walked calmly by Logan while Harry berated him.

Will you stop being so mean.

How was that being mean I told him to be more polite?

You called him an animal! That wasn't very polite either!

Harry he is an animal. What do you think a feral is?

Don't you dare make me look stupid or naïve. I know what him being a feral is, I know the danger level, just as well as you do. But we're not exactly safe either, now are we?

If this is another one of your lectures about being fair and unprejudiced spare us both. Don't waste your thoughts and don't waste my time.

Some days I don't like you

Most days I can't stand you either, so I guess we're even.

All mental conversation broke off to be replaced by angry stewing. Both of them had tempers it was merely that Killian was trained to harness his emotions and then use them to accomplish whatever task that had been set to him. Killian had only ever left one task incomplete though no one knew about it, or only one did, and that was that he had never destroyed Harry. That gad been his firt mission and to the people who had created him he had achieved his goal never knowing the truth. It was one of his many secrets that he had, though it was the one he guarded most closely.

"Hold it, Bub." Logan ordered making Killian roll his eyes and Harry to twitch in minor annoyance.

"Where do you think I was headed? I have no idea where anything is." Killian asked annoyed and sarcastic. He didn't like being treated like a kid let alone a kid who everyone thought was going to blow everyone up. Of course he could blow everyone up but that was beside the point and of course they didn't know that.

Logan merely grunted before latching a hand onto his upper arm and dragging him along. Killian growled deeply in his throat causing the dominant feral to stop mid-step. Whipping around he stared hard at Killian who's eyes were flashing silver. Logan snarled causing the air around them to vibrate with it. He stalked toward Killian with an air that stated he was the dominant and that Killian would submit.

Killian was stubborn though and therefore stood his ground as Logan approached a growl still pulsating from his chest, growing in volume, demanding obedience. Killian's eyes glowed silver as Logan's glowed amber. Every fiber in Killian's bogy demanded that he submit but he fought the instincts. He was made to make others submit not to have the disgrace of the one forced to submit. But damn! The man in front of him more then demanded obedience he seemed to command it as well. And he found a part of him that wasn't connected to Harry wanted nothing more then to submit and let the feral do what he pleased with him. That part was largely rejected by the rest of Killian while Harry fully agreed with that part of him.

Killian didn't mean to do it but as Logan was only six inches from him and looming over him that small part won out and he took the smallest of steps back and bowed his head just a little. It wasn't much but it was enough and it showed Logan that Killian for all his bravado and tough ass exterior was a submissive. Logan smirked slightly before nodding a little and then turning and walking away. The order was clear and Killian accepted the order and followed.

Don't even say it. Killian ordered Harry as Harry mentally shivered from the confrontation.

I'm sorry but that was….

I swear if you finish that sentence you will regret it.

You know its true. Why must you deny it?

Why must you want everything that has a dick and growls.

That's no not true and completely uncalled for. You're so sensitive.

I'll show you sensitive when Shove my foot up your ass.

How would you shove our foot up our own ass? Harry giggled and before Killian could retort back with a response that would be lacking in venom, he felt a Hand on his arm. Glaring at the offending appendage as if it were something disgusting he turned to glare at Logan.

"The dining hall is this way Bub." Killian rolled his eyes but allowed himself to be guided into the large room. Hundreds of preteens and teenagers filled the tables and the sound of the main doors opening caused all chatter and the scrapping of forks on plates to cease. Every head turned to look at them and Killian felt every hair in his body stand on end. His mind was alert and even Harry was assessing the situation. Round tables, long tables, and booths were put any which way so as to allow the most amount of room possible.

"You're sitting with the adults. I don't trust you to not kill everyone of the students in some rash plan to escape." Killian bit back a snort. If he were going to make and escape plan it wasn't going to be planned or executed rashly. But he bit his tongue knowing that was one fight that would accomplish nothing except giving him a headache and the children a bit of entertainment.

"Lead the way." He said sarcastically rolling his eyes at the feral. Who just gripped his arm tighter and continued walking. They reached the Adults table and Logan pulled out a chair and then forcefully made him sit down. Logan kept one hand on him as he sat down and only then did he let go. But the pressure of his leg on Killian's got the message across. Do not move or else.

"No wonder he looks like he wants to kill you, if that's the way you've been treating him." Came Storm's voice. Looking to the seat beside him he noticed that she was on his left. A red haired women was on her left and on the red heads left their was a man who had some type of visor over his eyes.

Logan merely grunted as he piled food onto his plate and began eating. Killian glanced around the table who were all looking at him and then at Logan before turning back to him again. Killian rolled his eyes at the them before looking at the food on the table suspiciously. He didn't trust offered food or drink it, it allowed for the perfect opportunity to be poisoned. Killian knew he was paranoid but better paranoid and always prepared then to be trusting and always come up screwed or worse, dead.

"Sorry about him his bark is worse then his bite." Killian whipped his head around to stare at the young woman of Logan's right. Her hair was a deep brown almost black with white streaks in it. Her accent was a heavy southern and gloves covered her hands.

"Yeah, I'm sure he's a right teddy bear." Killian snorted.

"I didn't say that now did I? I said it wa susually unless you get him angry then his bite is 20 times worse then his bark. My name is Rogue by the way." Her voice was snappy and no nonsense at the beginning but a the end had turned a friendly civil once again.

"Killian." She nodded a small smile on her face but she did not offer a gloved hand for him to shake and for that he was grateful. Soemthing told him she understood the need for personal space.

"Well Killian, the man with the visor is Cyclops also known as Scott Summers. The red head is his wife her name is Jean otherwise known as the Phoenix. Of course you know Ororo Munroe, she's also known as Storm. The blue furry guy down the table is Dr. Henry McCoy. He's also known as Beast." That's pretty much everyone up here but a lot of the others sit with the students. I only sat up here today was to make sure Logan was behaving."

Killian nodded but refrained from making any other move to keep the conversation going or to eat. Mad eye might have been insane but he had been right in his thinking. She sighed before shaking her head.

"So you're not much of a talker either? Neither is Logan." Killian snorted at that but still kept silent.

"Don't waste your time Rogue every word that does come out of his mouth is a lie." Logan told her anger lacing her voice. Killian wasn't sure if the anger was there because she was talking to him or if it was because she had compared Killian to him. More then likely it was both. Killian shrugged slightly not really caring but getting angry for causing Harry pain, who like always did care.

"Perhaps he doesn't tell the truth because he knows you will not believe it anyway. Better to not believe in a lie then to not believe in the truth." Rogue told him snappily. Killian wondered slightly why she defended him but without asking he couldn't even begin to fathom an answer.

"The boy would no sooner tell the truth about anything then to not harm a hair on those Kids heads down there if they stood between him and his escape. Don't get attached Rogue he's not staying here for very long." Rogue went to say something else but stopped when she saw Killian shake his head no.

Logan was right that Killian wasn't planning on staying very long, and though he'd told the truth just not all of it, didn't make a difference. Killian could already tell there wasn't a place for him here. There might have been a place for Harry most definitely but there was no place for a person like Killian here. Unfortunately If there wasn't a place for the other couldn't stay. Such was the problem of having two separate personalities in one body.

They would leave but it all depended on how soon he could master his ability. The faster he mastered it the faster he got away from the school and Logan. Killian hated the fact that at the thought of leaving Logan he to along with Harry felt a stab of pain.

A/N Sorry its so late my computer that had this whole chapter died. And with it took 9 chapters of my original story along with a couple dozen poems and my chapters for all my fan fics. SO please bare with me as I try to write all these back up again. Please Review.

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