Author's Note: Okay so I couldn't resist writing this chapter before getting back to Elle! -ducks and covers-Promise she will be back soon though!
ban-Lol I'm glad you liked seeing that side of Keir, hehe I couldn't pass up the opportunity on the Koala bear! Hope you enjoy this chapter! The encounter is coming really soon!
the-writing-vampire- I completely agree with your motto, lol. Awesome, I've taken a creative writing course as an elective, and have found that it is a good career if someone decides to enter it. See writing is a pass time of mine and I've had several friends who have read my other work that have said I've got good potential of becoming a novelist, hehe but who knows I'm just now a sophmore. ^.^' But I hope you succeed in becoming as such, and being an editor would be an awesome career for you, lol seeing as to how your reviews are always written. Yay Rouge/Fireblade~Eclaire/Keir moments! As for the scene you keep asking me about -the brotherhood- here it is! *maniacal laughter* ahem, excuse me. Hope you don't mind waiting til next chapter or so to see where Elle is at though!
baying-for-the-moon- Thanks for reviewing! As to your comment on the mock horror I was taunt in my Advanced writting class that 'mock' could also define a certain level of grade of horror or amusement, hehe sorry if I confused you, not saying that your wrong or anything its just what i was told, (my teacher was a nutcase though if that supports my case any, -did this one sentence make any sense -.-')
Courtney Summers- Thank you! Here's the next chapter! -hope its okay im answering both reviews in one.)
Chapter 19:Flames of Desire
Wanda groaned in exhaustion, her head was pounding, her feet ached, and she wanted nothing more than to crawl into her own bed and sleep for a week. Their newest mission from S.H.I.E.L.D had proved itself to be far more difficult task that it was originally set out to be, leaving herself as well as the rest of the Brotherhood exhausted and worn. Taking the first few steps onto the wild lawn in front of the boarding house, Wanda sighed in relief a few more steps and she would be free from the idiots that were her surrogate family.
"Yo, Wanda." Toad called, his tongue lashing out and catching a fly. The Scarlet Witch shuddered even after years of dealing with said mutant she still couldn't quite get comfortable with his disgusting ways.
"What Slime ball?" She called her eyebrows furrowed in the middle of her forehead, a hex itching to escape from her fingers and attack Toad. She felt a warm hand slip into her own and felt her her hand instantly stop twitching, looking up she caught the gaze of sea foam green eyes and let a small almost invisible small grace her lips. Grinning John wrapped his arms around Wanda and kissed her hair, if anything good had come from this life it had been him, the crazy maniac who she threatened his life on a daily basis.
"Never mind, yo." Toad called, in a swift motion he busted through the front door of the boarding house, not catching sight of the warped metal horridly hid behind a tree. Landing in a crouched position Todd glanced around the old boarding house before catching sight of a fly buzzing in the air. Bounding up the stairs he followed after it quickly, it's flight patterns dizzying. The insect flew off towards the side and through the slightly cracked door of Keir's room. Deciding that said teenager still wasn't home he rudely burst through the doorway and stopped his jaw hitting the floor.
A young girl stood there, her thick exotic hair curling down her back in natural waves and a look of pure shock painted on her features. Her shirt was half way over her head, leaving her in nothing but her black jeans and a sports bra. Toad couldn't help but allow his eyes to wander over her and he whistled, liking what he saw.
"Hehe your eighteen right cuddle bumps?" In a moment her face quickly melted from shock into one of rage. Suddenly her hand shot out and he flew from the room colliding with the wall, red energy crackling around him. It was like a young Wanda, but better looking, she even had that scary aura about her.
Trying to recover from his daze, Toad barely noticed when the door of the bathroom opened revealing a sleepy eyed Keir, with a towel hung over his shoulders, dressed in camo pants and a black T-shirt. His eyes quickly scanned over the hallway and took in the grounded appearance of Toad, and the tomato red face of Eclaire, her hands crackling with energy. It took him a minute to sort out the situation but when it clicked it took him less than a moment to pick up the smaller mutant and sling him down the staircase.
Keir turned and looked Rouge over, his protective nature kicking in, and making sure the Slime Ball hadn't touched his Sheila. Once he was certain he walked towards her, menace written across her features.
"Is that man of any importance to you?" She asked lowly her mouth caught in a slight snarl.
"Not really, hey are you okay? He didn't touch you did he?" Keir's hands gripped her shoulders but she pulled away. Ignoring his question, Rouge concentrated on his first answer and made her way towards the staircase.
"Good cause once I'm done there won't be anything left."
Toad landed with a solid thunk. Punk he thought sourly, stupid kid gets all the good looking ones.
"Yo Wanda! Your sons holding off on some chick up there." Toad screeched. Wanda's eyebrows rose in question as she heard the news that her son was back.
"Toad what are you-" But before her sentence could be finished marbles rolled around Toad glowing crimson. His eyes widened slightly but before he could react they exploded sending him flying into a stunned Blob. The sound of clomping feet could be heard clamoring down the stairs, in moments a girl dressed in a black shirt and jeans, marbles lying dormant in her hands.
Seeing the intruder Lance impulsively acting on instinct, Shot his hands out sending a tremor out towards Rouge. In response to the quaking earth she tumbled off towards the side and charged the marbles in her hands sending them flying out towards the brotherhood. Jumping back from the explosion Wanda sent a hex towards the girl, who in return deflected it and sent another wave of marbles tumbling towards the woman. Diving towards the side Wanda grabbed Pyro around his collar and pulled him down behind her avoiding the explosion. As Wanda was about to send another hex bolt a loud familiar voice came to her ears.
"Stop! Mum! Lance!" Rushed down the stairs his face pulled up in tension at the sight of his family battling his best friend. "Rouge! Please stop, I can explain." Rouge looked up through dark glasses at the boy then back at the group of mutants, debating what to do. Keir seeing her doubt pulled a low pout onto his face causing the girl's body to loosen slightly, but still tight ready to spring.
In a moment Keir threw himself over the railing of the stairs and rushed over towards Rouge. Gently grabbing her hand he willed her to release her grip on the potential bombs. Looking up she saw the pleading in his eyes and immediately released her hold and let the marbles spill into him open palm. Stuffing them in his pocket he reach out a hand and pulled the girl from her crouched position.
"Keir, I swear you'd better start talking now." Wanda's eyes were alive with anger and impatience, her arms crossed over her chest, and her fingers tapping on her forearm.
"hehe well see, errr," He scratched the back of his neck nervously, the brotherhood along with Rouge watching him expectantly, "This is my girlfriend." Rouge's hand reach out and back handed the boy, a small yelp as her hand collided with his cheek.
"Your a damn idiot." With that Rouge walked over towards the wall and leaned against it, looks of disbelief coming over the groups face.
"Keir," Wanda started slowly her eyes never leaving the girl, "What's going on?" He sighed through his nose and clamped a hand over his eyes, not knowing where to take the conversation from there. Wanda scanned the girl over and took in her resemblance towards Remy, and her hair had the infamous white streaks, there was no way.... In a moment though a sudden flash of white appeared, and stopped revealing a tall man with white hair.
"What's with all the ruckus? I swear I could hear it all the way across.." Pietro's voice cut off suddenly when he saw his nephew standing in front of him. "Wait when did you get back?" From the corner of his eyes he caught sight of Rouge propped up against the wall, a scowl growing on her face. "Who the hell is she!"
"Well how do I put this?" Keir asked more to himself than the others. Snapping his fingers he stepped over the newly demolished floors and swiped Rouge's glasses. A unison of gasp echoed through out the group as they took in her demonic eyes resembling an old allies down to a tee.
Rouge stepped forward next towards, her hand extended and palm waiting expectantly. Keir who could only smile sheepishly laid the glasses in her hands before flinching back waiting for the sharp sting, which never came.
"Ah so your finally gaining a tolerance to me Sheila." Nope never mind there was the sting. "Okay now that one actually hurt, luv."
"Keep talking and its going to be hurting somewhere where the sun doesn't shine." Keir stepped back slightly his hands held up in front of him protectively. Rouge merely rolled her eyes at the gesture. Taking it as a sigh to continue Keir turned towards his family and calmly questioned.
"Everyone I'm sure you remember Eclaire?" A sudden eerie silence came over the room leaving both Blob and Lance glancing at one another confused, Pietro's jaw almost touching the floor, A grin growing on Pyro's face and Wanda feeling her body shake slightly.
Toad began counting on his fingers and gulped, she was only sixteen. He promptly passed out at the mere thought of what a certain short temper Cajun would do to him, Lance barely having time to catch him.
"Okay, what the hell just happened?" Rouge asked, her temper growing shorter with the passing seconds. Though the words seemed to run through out one of Wanda's ears and out the other, her entire attention devoted onto how this was even plausible. She scanned over the girl and felt her stomach twist, it was her, there was no way of denying it. As she was about to speak though Pyro broke from his position in the group and rushed over towards the girl and pulling her into a bear hug spinning her.
"Eclaire!" Pyro chanted refusing to relinquish his hold on the girl as she shoved and pushed at him. Keir chuckled when Rouge sent him the look of get-this-freak-off-of-me-now-or-else.
"Welcome home." Keir said silently, Rouge only groaned in reply, the things she would go through for her sister.
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"So you were in California the whole time?" Rouge nodded her head, her hands pulled into her lap awkwardly, they had been sitting in the living room discussing her life story for the last thirty minutes and it was making her uncomfortable.
Wanda nodded her head, glancing around the room she forced herself not to laugh at the pathetic looks on each of the faces. Pietro sat in the arm chair his eyes where wide as saucers and he refused to break his locked gaze on the girl. Blob and Lance were situated in the floor looking shocked but pleased with the situation. Pyro in all of his glory was sitting right next to the girl, cutting off Keir from her, and constantly talking to her, which she would periodically nod her head in response. Toad was no where in sight, obviously keeping his distance from Remy's daughter knowing the consequences of his actions. Wanda was quite pleased with his absence.
She had quickly became attached towards the girl, she fit in like family. She couldn't place her finger on how or why but by looking at her she knew it was the same annoying little girl who would pester her to no end but redeem herself in a random moment.
Standing Wanda brushed the wrinkles out of her clothes before turning back towards her son. He looked so...happy, something she hadn't seen in his face in forever. He was trying to reach over his fathers head to get the girls attention but was quickly shoved back as John continued to banter on about the 'good ole days'. Exiting the room Wanda pulled out her cell phone and dialed a familiar number. It rang a few times before going towards the familiar southern ring of Rogue's voicemail. She slammed the phone shut and rubbed her nose, so much for getting to sleep.
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"So anyway then your father almost blew your mom up with that card, it was priceless!" Pyro threw his hands up in the air, a delightful smile on his face, while Rouge looked completely disturbed. Keir coughed into his hand before standing and walking towards the door.
"Rouge, do you want to accompany me to get some fresh air?" Rouge had never moved so fast in her life and was beside him a flash pulling him towards the doorway. Once she was free from the prying eyes of the others she slumped forward a vein throbbing in her forehead.
"Sheila what's wrong?" He asked casually, taking in her bent over form. "Are you alright?"
Her body straitened suddenly, "No I'm not." She growled, she wanted nothing more than to smack the stupid look off of his face. Keir's eyebrows lifted.
"Rouge, what happened?" His hand reach out towards her but she caught in a milli-second and threw it towards the side.
"Keir what is running through that skull of yours!" Rouge through her hands up in the air, "I'm not Eclaire for the last time! They think I'm someone who died long ago!" Much to Keir surprise tears were running down her cheeks though her voice was heavily coated in anger and....guilt?
"Rouge you are my Eclaire, don't doubt that for a second."Stepping forward towards her he gently pushed her hair back from her face, revealing her wide wet eyes, and slightly red nose.
"Keir I can't do this, I-It doesn't feel right, I-I don't deserve this this kindness." Rouge looked at him with eyes of broken soul and it made his heart wrench. From that one moment her eyes revealed everything he would ever need to know about her.
Placing a hand behind her head he pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair his voice humming an old lullaby. Her sobs were strong for a time as she buried her face into his shirt leaving it soaked in tears. She let every emotions pull itself from her, every bad thing, thought, or occurence was released in the water running from her eyes. She stayed there for a time allowing for Keir to comfort her.
"Damn it Dundee," She mumbled her emotions coming back under control, "I always cry when I'm around you."
"It's cause of my dazzling good looks no?" She smacked him for the umpteenth time.
"Your an idiot." She murmured.
"I think your falling for me sheila." Keir said simply, his hand still stroking her hair. A small snort came from her as she peered up at him through her wet lashes.
"I didn't fall for you," She mumbled, "You tripped me." Keir's eyes lit up at the statement and grinned stupidly. A small cough came from the doorway making both jump in shock and take in the appearance of a grinning maniac.
"Well now that you two are done with your love fest," Pyro said his grin never leaving his face, "Wanda wants to talk to you, Eclaire." Pushing herself away from Keir she stepped away and made her way past Pyro her cheeks gleaming a vibrant red. After she exited John's sauntered over towards his son and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.
"Looks 'ike you've got a thing for the little Sheila," Keir felt a blush rising on his cheeks as he shoved his father off and walked away mumbling something about 'incoherent idiot.' John watched his retreating form with a smile, things were finally stitching themselves back together.
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"Wanda?" Rouge asked walking around the corner of the kitchen. Instead of Wanda though Rouge found Pietro and Fred sitting at the counter, cards in their hands and Lance watching silently. Deciding to keep her presence on the down low, she quickly crossed behind Pietro and took a seat next to Lance watching the card game with careful eyes. Fred threw down a full house, two threes and three fours. Pietro grinned before throwing down a royal flush getting a lumbering groan from Fred.
"Want to try again Freddy boy?" Pietro asked casually shuffling the cards with almost invisible movements. Fred nodded his head, and watched as Pietro slung the cards out on the table. Flipping the first card a visible grin came off of Freddy as he raised his bet slightly. Pietro quickly followed suit and raised.
"Their always like this you know?" Lance said making Rouge send a small glance his way, "Pietro always beats Freddy out, hell I think I've only won once against him." At this Rouge cocked an eyebrow as Pietro took in another winning before standing.
"Deal me in." She said casually, throwing twenty dollars in the center of the table. After receiving several skeptical looks from everyone, she was dealed in. Watching her cards she ran over the statistics in her head and grinned knowing her next move. She watched as Fred raised it in the norm, and Pietro following suit, matching both of their raises she raised it twenty dollars more. They continued doing so until the pot was filled to brim with all of their money.
"You've got nerve kid." Pietro said throwing down his four nines and ace high. Freddy groaned and didn't even bother showing his hand, instead he threw the cards down and made his way over towards the fridge. Rouge, grinning in spite of herself threw down her three aces and two queens, all the same suit.
"I win." She pried, her hand folded under her chin and eyes twinkling. Pietro's jaw fell slightly as he watch the girl slide the cash over towards her and began counting it out. A low whistle came from Lance's mouth as he stood and walked over towards the speed demon.
"Pietro close your mouth, your drooling." Lance commented, making Quicksilver shoot a dark glare towards him but complying none the less. "You realize you just got whipped by a sixteen year old kid right?"
"Shut it Lance," Pietro shot back his ego severely wounded. A small chuckle came from the girl as she divided the money into its original portions and handed Pietro's share back to him. He raised an eyebrow at her but she only shrugged before standing and handing Freddy back his money. Raising her hand she bid the men farewell and walked from the room, no doubt to continue her search for the Scarlet Witch.
"She fits right in." Avalanche commented his eyes far off. Pietro snorted.
"Yea she fits right in," Pietro said his voice dripping venomously in sarcasm, "Just like Freddy fits into a pair of 32 pants."
"Hey!" Fred shouted, his head finally having been pulled from the fridge. Quicksilver simply rolled his eyes before speeding out of the room.
"Eh don't worry about it much," Lance said a grin on his lips, "he's just mad cause he's found his match."
Freddy laughed.
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"Eclaire, err Rouge I'm out here!" Wanda called from her perch on the back railing of the porch. Seeing her Rouge made her way out of the door and climbed up beside the older woman.
"You wanted to talk to me." She said simply, more a statement than a question. Wanda nodded her head, her attention diverted towards the setting sun.
"Yes I wanted to apologize about a certain scaly creature walking in on you." Wanda's voice had a tinge of vengeance to it that made Rouge laugh.
"I'm guessing you've had problems with him as well?" Wanda looked her head in the eye.
"You have no idea." Rouge snorted in laughter. Wanda after a few moments joyed in with her. Wiping a tear from her eye Wanda couldn't help but grin, "You know even after you meet your parents there's always a spot here for you."
"hmmm." Was Rouge's reply, her eyes were locked with the colorful horizon. They sat in silence for a time, before Wanda decided to venture a question. "That's a beautiful necklace you have."
Rouge's fingers reach up and ran over the old piece of metal, "Agatha Harkness gave it too me, Keir took me to her for help."
"Really?" Wanda said disbelievingly, what had Agatha given the girl. As if reading her mind Rouge replied calmly.
"It's a charm necklace, to help unlock my memories," Her voice faded towards the end, doubt evident. "Keir's so certain I'm this girl he knew a long time ago."
"Rouge, you don't believe us do you?" The girls shoulders fell and her face buried in her hand. "You don't believe that we truly know you?"
"I don't know what to believe," She responded her voice was blank, "I lost my parents when I was four, and have no memories of them except the fact they left both me and my sister to die in that building."
At this Wanda's shoulders shot up. "That's bullshit." Rouge's eyes widened at the older woman. "Your parents didn't do any such thing, you weren't even with them when it happened."
"Rogue was with Kitty, and Remy was on a mission. Carla had taken both you and Isabella shopping when it happened, she died in the accident." At this Rouge's voice cut in suddenly.
"Carla? As is Carla Darkholme? She was our joint Guardian, she was a mutant...her real name was Raven." Suddenly the pieces fell into place and Wanda shot up onto her feet her malice growing on her features.
"Mystique was behind this!" Wanda yelled outraged, picturing the blue woman with the cyanide smile. "That's it I've got to get you to your parent's this can't wait any longer." Grabbing her arm Wanda drug Rouge from her perch, but felt a slight jolt in her hand when Rouge ripped her arm away.
"No, I want nothing to do with those bastards," Rouge's voice dripped with hatred her eyes glowing dimly in the night, "I'd rather slit my own throat than speak with them about my past. I came to find my sister, that's it."
"Eclaire I'm not budging on this one, your parents have been through enough shit as it is." Rouge's fist shot out and caught Wanda on the jaw.
"Oh how unfortunate!" Rouge screamed, "They had it so hard, they must of felt terrible." Wanda pushed herself up onto her knees and watched the girl before her. "They didn't have to spend every waking moment asking themselves 'why? why did my parents hate me? why did they abandon me?"
Rouge watched the same cold expression remain on the witches face, "You know what, forget this. Forget all of you, I can do this on my own." Spinning on her heal Rouge rounded around the house, quickly disappearing into the night. She could feel the tug of her emotions pulling at her powers and it left her sick at her stomach.
This had been the second time she'd run, she felt like such an idiot, a damsiel in distress who couldn't keep her damn emotions under control. She wanted to laugh and cry all in the same instance. She wanted to believe them, she wanted to belong but how could she? She was a demon, she'd been told it countless times. Why should it have been any different now then it was then.
Angelina had told her time after time she was the reason she and her sister were abandoned, had she had normal eyes and normal hair she would have been excepted, but no she looked like a damn demon and got the rat for it everytime anything went wrong. She had to play the adult for both her and her sister because Angelina had been a piss poor mother, and unknown to Elle she had been hurt more than one way when she was a child.
As the vicious thoughts ripped her mind into pieces she sprinted down the streets scanning for an outlet, and exit, a place where she could sort out her emotions. Suddenly the sight of a park came into view and something inside Rouge's mind chimed.
"Eclaire!" Keir whined his lip stuck in a pout. "What?" She chided, her hair caked in sand. "Your in the way!" "Your such a baby!" "Am not!" "Are too!"
Rouge didn't realize how far she had gone when caught sigh of something familiar. Rushing over towards it she crawled onto it and pulled her knees towards her chest. She gripped her head and willed the voiced to subside but to no avail.
"Aire be careful!" Keir shouted, he was perched on the rapidly spinning merry-go-round his orange hair flipping in the wind.
"Oh shush!" She shouted back, in an instant she pushed off of her toe and jumped onto the spinning device, "See I'm fine."
"Don't do that!" He yelped, "You scared me."
She felt tears leak from her eyes, she knew that little girl from somewhere but she couldn't place her finger on it. Suddenly the picture warped.
"Aire!" The young Aussie yelped at the sight of his friend beaten and bloodied.
"Yes?" She replied calmly wiping the blood from her nose a smile on her lips.
"Your hurt what happened?" Keir saw the group of bloodied boys walking away. "Aire you fought them all?!?"
"Yep." She said calmly her slightly freckled face lighting up, "I think I won too."
"Why?" He asked rubbing sand from her hair.
"Cause people don't make fun of my friends."
"STOP!" She screamed tearing at her hair, she willed the voices to silence, but instead came a memory she never wanted to appear again.
"No..."
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Pietro sat on his bed gazing out the window his mind a mile away. A kid had beat him at something he was unbeatable at, and that made every ounce of his pride soak through the body of his skin and evaporate from his body. Throwing himself back on the bed he wondered why they were helping her again? Right, he groaned, because Wanda's buddy buddies with those X-freaks and Keir's got a thing for the brat.
His ravine of self loathing though quickly came to an end when he heard his sister shouting his name. His was off of his bed and gone in a flash. Appearing by his sister he felt his anger rise, why that little bitch...
"Wanda! Your bleeding..." His hand reach out towards the cut on her cheek, but she slapped it away.
"Go get Eclaire, she took off running, I upset her bad."
"No." Wanda slapped her brother hard across the face.
"Damn it Pietro! Stop acting like a child!" Her voice was low as she gripped her brother's arm pulling his face mere inches from her own. "She's a child Pietro, and a screwed up one at that! Get over your damn ego problem and go find her!"
"Fine." He murmured and disappeared into the trees leaving a bleeding Wanda on the ground. Reaching up she brushed a hand over her bleeding cheek and saw a flash of herself as a child.
"Shit." She punched the ground, "Damn it!"
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Rouge felt her heart ripping in her chest, but refused to stop, knowing the consequences if she did as such. Sliding around a corner she dove into a dark alleyway, and felt her soul shatter as she came to a dead end. She ran to the wall and began beating on it willing it to move, but by the time she had figured there was no escape the light tapping of boots rounded the corner.
Before her stood a man, no older than 22 surrounded by men coated in uniforms the letter F.O.H. inscribed on their jackets. His face a dark tan and his eyes shimmered an old blue hazel. Spitting out his tooth pick he stepped forward and grabbed Rouge by the arm dragging her up. She began squirming and kicking but to no such luck, she was just too small to fend them off.
"Looks like we caught the mutie boys," The man's voice was dark and left a sickening feeling in the pit of her gut. "So what are your powers little girl?" He asked in a sweetly bitter voice, Rouge only growled in reply. This caused a spark to go off in the man as he chunked her across the alleyway, her twelve year old fragile body colliding with the trash can. Rolling onto her side she seethed through her teeth, trying to break the constant tear fall.
The man once again approached her but this time with a knife in hand. In a swift motion she felt it slide across her cheek making her scream in agony. The man grinned sadistically as he put the knife aside and a low chuckle echoed through out the crowd. Gripping her face into between his hands he looked her over. Despite her thin frame, and being a mutant she wasn't a half bad looking kid, he grinned. In a swift motion the knife came down again except this time across the back of her long hair, leaving it jagged and lying just below her chin.
"How pitiful such beautiful hair had to be ruined because of a mutation," He said the would with such venom that Rouge actually felt her shield wane, she wanted nothing more than to scream but it just wouldn't come. Suddenly his tone took on a whole new meaning as the thick gloves on his hands shredded off.
"I will make you regret ever being born." He stated darkly, his now nude fingers running across her face in a fashion that should have never been attempted. As his hand was about to go towards a place where it shouldn't have a sudden pulling sensation came over his hand. Screaming he tried to pull his hands loose from the girl but to no avail. It sucked every ounce of life from him and he fell towards the side, his body caught in a deep comatose state.
The men seeing her sudden act of power jumped back slightly alarmed, but seeing their comrade down quickly regained composure. Jumping forward the first man gripped his leader around the waist and pulled him back away from the girl while the others jumped forward and began laying blows towards the girls fragile body. Rouge's mind was wavering in and out of focus another persons presence clearly written in her mind. It battled against her own trying to take control but she fought back against it with all of her will.
She could feel the sharp pains on the outside of her body and tried to prevent them by curling up and holding her knees to her chest. She laid there and cried trying to fight off the dark presence trying to over come her mind, suddenly though it dissapeared when a new presence arrived and shoved it away. Their was a low chuckling sound coming from the woman in the purple dress above her, her black hair in thick curls and purple eyes gleaming. Suddenly she was gone.
Venturing to open her eyes Rouge stiftled a cry when she sat up and saw that all of the men were gone, only particles of dust floating in the wind. She screamed into her hands, she'd killed them all, all of them. Gripping her head she fell forward onto her elbows and screamed in pain and rage wishing for that woman to leave, she'd killed those men not her.
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Rouge's body sudden jolted though when she looked down and saw that her bare hand was on Pietro's face. She felt her being slipping away and sliding into him, So this is what it feels like to be drained she thought numbly before falling backwards and falling unconscious.
Pietro's whole world spun in vivid colors and relapses, he saw every detailed memory of the girl in his mind, and he felt himself flinch. Falling onto his knees near the merry-go-round he let each emotion and persona take hold of his body. So this is what Rogue feels like, he thought dumbly, knowing he would never give the mutant crap about her powers anytime sson. Though after what seemed like an eternity it stopped. Pressing his head to the cool metal, he wanted nothing more than to vomit and go to sleep pretending it had never happened, but seeing the girl's memories he quickly understood why Sinister wanted her.
Damn it, he thought sourly, the girl gave me part of her concious without even meaning too. Struggiling onto his feet he looked at the unconcious girl and moaned, he knew he was going to get to explain ever detail to everyone, plus carry the girl back.
"Me and my damn luck."
Author's Note: Once again alot of things to come hope you liked this chapter!