Rebel saw the curiosity on Scott's face and decided to tell him about her powers. "Well, i didn't realize when my mutation kicked in. Apparently it did when one of those thugs tried to grope me. You remember that right?"
"Umm Yes. But i don't remember anything significant that happened." He told her with a confused expression.
"I know. My mutation is that i can disappear. So, the first time I did, i didn't actually disappear but i did in a sense that no one was able to track me down." She said trying to explain her complex mutation.
"Umm. So you mean that you cannot be tracked down?" He asked her, understanding little of what she was trying to explain.
"Yes. You see, if i activate my mutation, telepaths can't track me down. I simply stop existing. I'm mentally unreachable even if they are standing right next to me. Detection devices like Cerebro can't track me down either. To them, i simply don't exist. I can temporarily transfer my powers to people to help shield their minds and make them 'disappear'. Another part of the same mutation which i discovered later was that i have certain molecular abilities. I can completely disappear... but in a molecular form. I don't become invisible. I just disappear into molecules and can manipulate it. It's complicated." She uttered breathing out.
"Show me." He said and looked at her hopefully.
She simply nodded and disappeared. "Umm, Rebel. Where are you?" He asked and waved his hands towards where she was standing. He stood there, waiting for her to reappear when he felt a slight jolt of invisible energy hitting him on his back. Stumbling forward, he got back to his feet and turned his head to see Rebel slowly reappearing. "Wow!" He exclaimed in amazement.
"Well, i didn't hit you too hard. I don't want to hurt you." She spoke and grasped his hand in hers.
"What's your maximum level?" He asked her
"Well, I can push or hit a person and send them flying about 30 feet or i can kill them, but that takes more power and really exhausts me. That is when i begin reappearing involuntarily and have to recharge for a while." She answered his question.
"Whoa! Wait...how do you know...did you kill someone?" He asked her as his heart lurched in sadness, anger and disappointment. He knew what the answer was but he wanted to hear it from her. She looked down and closer her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she looked back at him straight in his eyes and replied with one word. "Yes."
"Why?" He asked furrowing his brows. Feeling a little betrayed by her.
"Because i had no other choice. The hand trained me. They almost brainwashed me. They made me assassinate people." She replied feeling ashamed of giving in. His expression softened and he pulled her close to him. Giving her a hug, he solely said "I'm sorry." He hugged her tighter as he felt the anger rising in him. Today was a day full of mixed emotions. Anger, hurt, happiness, sadness, confusion, despair, fear, surprise, shock, love. He thought about all the emotions he was going through, making him feel very unstable. A lot had happened and at times he couldn't find the right emotion to display. Everything was confusing. The more he thought about it, the more his already throbbing head hurt.
"Well. It's getting late. I should go. People might get suspicious." She spoke and stepped back. Scott nodded, not leaving her hand. "You do know that you're gonna have to leave my hand so i can actually go. Right?" She asked rhetorically.
"Rebel. I can't leave you. What if you disappear again? I just...cant. What if...!" He started choking up on his words.
"Shh..I'll not leave Scott. At least not permanently." She soothed him by rubbing his arms with her hands.
"Promise me you won't." He demanded, gripping her hands in his.
"I promise." She declared as they shook hands. "Now, don't go about casting your thoughts. No one can know about this. You know what? Here you go." She said and transferred some of her powers to him, as they felt a slight electrical sensation, so no one could trace their meeting while he slept or while he wasn't holding up his shields. "No one will be able to go into your mind for 48 hours when your shields are weak."
"Whoa. Thanks 'Bel. Come on. I'll drop you home." He said offering her the spare helmet.
"Are you sure?" She asked hesitantly since she knew he wasn't a big fan of the brotherhood.
"Yeah. I'm not gonna leave you alone here. Especially not after that vicious demon attacking us." He told her as he got on the bike and started the engine.
"Alright. But i gotta do something first." She spoke as she fastened the helmet on her head and sat behind him.
"What is it?" He asked her curiously.
"I need to get a drink." She spoke almost too fast.
"I need it too. There's a liquor store nearby. I'll take you there." Starting the engine, he rode towards the almost empty road while his best friend leaned against his back.
"I thought the leader of X-Men didn't drink. Infact, I hear he's rather...anal." She chuckled recollecting what the brotherhood members told her about him.
He let out a soft growl and replied. "Well, they don't need to know everything about their leader."
"If only they knew half the shit you have been through, You could give them a run for their money." She commented and looked at the road ahead. He let out a laugh and sped up further.
"You know. The demon's name suits him well. Despair." She quipped as smiled at her.
"Yeah. Pretty apt." He agreed and slowed down the bike, stopping at a liquor store nearby.
"Scott, we have so much more to talk about. I haven't finished talking about my powers yet. But there's no time. I hope we can meet soon. I wan't to tell you everything and i wan't to know everything that has been going on with you since...since we parted." Rebel spoke with sadness and longing in her eyes. He smiled at her reassuringly and got down from the motorcycle. Heading inside the store, he asked for two bottles of Bourbon. Paying the cash, he gave her one bottle as he took the other.
"Thanks." Rebel spoke as they proceeded towards the bike.
He started the bike and felt frustrated of all the problems in his life. Feeling like he could burst any minute, he sped up faster enjoying the fresh wind passing against his body. Rebel and Scott soon parted as they stopped a mile before the brotherhood house. They waved their goodbyes as she walked towards the place she currently resided in. The journey towards the mansion was quiet and smooth. When the gates opened, he stopped his bike and slowly got off it, walking it all across the garage since he didn't want anyone to find out that he had gone out. He opened the door to the mansion with his keys and headed towards the kitchen. Sighing, he grabbed a glass and some ice and headed upstairs to his room.
Upon entering his dark room, he reached for the lights and turned it on. A sigh escaped from hisips as he placed the glass on the table and poured himself a drink. Gulping it down at one go, he poured another one but this time saw his reflection on the mirror. He took out the folder which Rebel had given and hit it in his closet, underneath a pile of shirts. His clothes and hair was messy and dirty because of having fallen on the ground. A scratch had formed on his arm from the nasty tumble. Taking off his shirt, he decided to soak in a bath of warm water and relax his tired form. He grabbed a towel and the bottle of bourbon and headed towards the boys' bathroom. Turning on the water and letting the tub fill up, he discarded all his clothes into the hamper and examined himself for any other new cuts or bruises. Satisfied with the self check up, he headed towards the tub with the bottle of bourbon and sat in the warm water. He sighed, feeling a little relaxed.
'This is more like it. A relaxing warm bath with a drink.' He thought to himself. 'The only thing missing is a nice massage.'
Once he closed his eyes he took off his glasses placed it on the side of the tub. He slid in further so face was submerged in the water. He stayed in for a minute and didn't hear someone approaching the bathroom. The figure entered and stared into the mirror. Rogue had gone inside the boys' bathroom as the girls' room was occupied by Kitty and Tabitha. She grumbled and started brushing her teeth when she heard the splash of water and a deep gasp. Upon hearing this she accidentally dropped her brush on the floor.
"Who's there?" Scott voiced out, trying to grab his sunglasses. "Kurt? Is that you?"
"Scott?" Rogue asked, recognizing his voice behind the curtains.
"Rogue? What are you doing here?" He asked surprised to find her in the boys' room. She walked towards the tub and opened the curtains slightly ajar. "Hello Sugah!" She spoke and viewed at his form in the tub. He turned a deep shade of red, realizing he was very naked in front of her and whined. "Rogue! OUT!" She chuckled at his embarrassment and continued ignoring his words. "Looks like ya're enjoying yourself." She gestured towards the bottle in his hand as she tried to not look at the way he was lounging in the tub. How could she not? Suddenly the room was hotter than ever as she glanced at him and felt aroused. Right before her was a man who looked like a magnificently sculpted Greek god sprawled casually in the tub.
He smirked at the obvious way she was checking him out. Feeling a little bold, he took her hand with his and looked into her eyes with lust. "Wanna join me?"
Rogue's eyes widened at the invitation. Trying to stay in the game, she hesitantly replied. "Only if ya ask me nicely." He took her hand in his and kissed it, slowing inching those kisses upwards, all over her arms. Had anyone barged in, they would have had very different ideas on what was going on or rather going to happen. She moaned in delight and dimmed her eyes as he pulled her down so she was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.
" Mmm...We...should...stop.." She drawled and slowly opened her eyes to have another look at him. Upon seeing his arm she looked at the cut which had been previously hidden. "Your arm!" She spoke in a high pitch voice, alarmed that he was hurt.
"Don't worry about it. It's just a minor cut." He commented and continued kissing her arm.
"How'd ya get it?" She asked with worry.
"Mmm. Long story." He avoided the subject and gently nibbled and sucked on her hands.
"Oh. Do enlighten me!" She asked trying her best to avoid the electrifying sensations he was sending her. When he wasn't stopping she forcibly pulled back her arm and glared at him. "I asked ya a question, Summers."
Grabbing a towel and motioning Rogue to turn around as she reluctantly complied, he quickly got out from the tub and wrapped his waist with the towel and took the bottle. The water from the tub started draining while he grabbed her hands and paced towards his room speedily. He closed the door to his room and grabbed a pair of pants and a t-shirt.
Looking at her sitting on the bed, he glanced away and sighed. "I met Rebel around midnight."