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"We were talking about my powers." Rebel stated. She walked towards the edge of the cliff and sat on the dry muddy ground.
Scott followed her and sat next to her. "So...what about it?" He asked while looking at her intently.
The sky was dull and the clouds were still as she stared aimlessly upon the scenery. "They are not powers per say. More like extensive combat training, sword fighting and martial arts."
"Cool. So this organization you mentioned...The hand? They trained you, Wolverine and...Psylocke?" Scott asked wondering if he got her name right.
"Amongst many others." Rebel replied back.
"I've seen Wolverine fight. He has been teaching us some of the martial arts. You're as good as him?" Scott asked out of curiosity.
"I don't know. I have never fought Wolverine. But...like Psylocke, I was taught how to defeat all the members because i had to fight against 'The Chaste.' They were their biggest adversary. The Chaste and Psylocke helped me overcome the brainwashing once i accessed their location by climbing 'The Wall.' It's a sheer cliff. Those who fail that climb are not considered worthy. I succeeded and they fought against me. Master Izo and Psylocke realized i had been almost brainwashed and they helped me out. Then Psylocke and I left the place and i kinda ran away because... everything had become too much. I did not know who to trust and who to not. I had been used so many times...And you know the rest." Rebel answered as a tear involuntarily slid down her cheek.
"I'm so sorry Reb." Scott spoke and hugged her.
"Me too. Well...at least i can kick your ass." She humored as her lips turned into a smile.
Scott chuckled and hugged her tighter.
"So how are you taking in the news about Sinister?" She asked and moved away from his hug.
"Still processing it I guess. I'm more worried about Jack. He's my former foster father. He was a piece of shit. He made me commit crimes and was eventually arrested but he just broke out. He is a mutant." Scott spoke and grabbed his hair for a moment.
"Shit. What are you gonna do?" Rebel worriedly asked him.
"Go after him." Scott simply stated and looked at the edge of the cliff.
"Alone?" She asked and turned to face him.
"Yeah." He rasped out while the wind picked up. His hair covered his eyes which were in turn covered by his ever present shades.
"Good for you." She commented and looked at the sky again. She pulled back her hair and placed it behind her ears.
"I might need to borrow your powers." Scott looked at Rebel who was enjoying the cold crisp wind against her face.
"Why?" She found it puzzling for a minute and realized why. "Oh."
"Yeah. I need to 'disappear' so i can fight alone." He confessed to her.
"Fine. But i'm coming with you if you need my powers. It's a package deal." She smirked at him. Was he thinking he could get rid of her so easily?
"No. I didn't even let Rogue help me. Infact...got into a pretty big fight. I think we broke up. But it's for the best. I can't let her near him. And i sure as hell can't let you near him." Scott said with a frown on his face. He wasn't having any of it. He didn't want to put the two girls who he cared about the most, in danger. "Jack is powerful. He is a telepath and is resistant to psychic attack. He can apparently teleport. But worst of all...he's the living diamond."
"All the more reason you need me. I'm not Rogue...so if you are scared about her fighting just because she will absorb his memories and will have to live through all the bullshit, i understand. But I am resistant to psychic attacks. You know i can disappear so that's a plus when it comes to teleportation. As for strength and energy, combine both of ours and it's a win." She spoke, persuading to let her go go find Jack with him.
Scott sighed. "Fine. There's one more thing. The professor subdued him with an ultrasonic vibration inducer. I'll let you know once i get my hands on it and we will go pay him a visit." He said and gave in. Rebel had always managed to make him give in. She was as stubborn as he was and he knew he could count on her. "But if that man hurts you...he's dead."
"If that man hurts me, i'll personally kill him myself." She spoke and got up from the ground. Giving him a hand, she helped him get up and transferred some of her powers to him. "This will last you 2 days. Meet me here at the same time day after. Don't be late." She spoke and walked away from him.
Scott nodded and returned to his bike. He started the engine and rode back to the mansion in relative peace and quiet.
Upon reaching the mansion, Scott parked the bike in the garage and headed upstairs to his room. He had a lot of thinking to do. He decided to sneak into the lab at night and check where the inducer was kept. He heard a knock on his door and motioned the person behind to enter.
Jean entered with a look of pity on her face. He hated that. Hated it whenever people looked at him like he was some broken china doll. "Scott...uh..Storm wanted you to know that dinner is ready." She said and quickly left the room. He furrowed his eyebrows as a look of disappointment flashed across his face. Getting up from the bed, he trudged down the stairs and entered the dining room. He looked at everyone who was assembled there. It was eerily quiet. They stopped talking when he arrived. He gathered that they were probably talking about him. He received looks of pity from everyone present there.
"Great." He muttered to himself inaudibly and sat down next to Rogue who was glaring at him. He looked right at her when she scowled and turned her head away from his look. Dinner was quiet with the exception of chewing, Bobby tapping his feet impatiently, Kurt eating with his mouth open and the clinking of silverware.
"Ororo, could you please pass the salt?" Scott asked to break the uncomfortable silence.
"Sure." Ororo said while passing him the salt. The others felt visibly relieved that someone was talking even if that person was Scott.
Rogue Scoffed and shook her head. She continued to eat her food without looking at him.
"Is there a problem?" Scott asked facing her.
"Whatever." She responded with a frown and picked at her peas.
He wanted to shout at her and kiss her. He wanted to tell her that he still loved her. He grinded his teeth together and got up. "Excuse me." Taking his half eaten plate, he put it in the dishwasher and walked out of the room while the others looked at him in a puzzled manner. Upon noticing him get up, Rogue looked at him and lost her appetite. She did the same and got out of the room leaving the others even more confused.
"Umm? What just happened? Did we say something...?" Bobby asked the others, unsure about the scene.
"I guess not?" Kitty replied unconvincingly. Jean humphed while the three adults looked at each other perplexed. Ororo wondered if the young couple had gotten into another fight. It wouldn't be surprising since they were both stubborn and closed off. She sighed and ate her food in silence.
Rogue had followed him up the stairs. Without any word she walked towards her room and plopped down on the bed. Sadness and anger took over her while she rummaged through her stack of CDs trying to find some blaring music to listen to in order to not let her mind wander.
Scott on the other hand, lied down on his bed and sighed heavily. He noticed how angry Rogue was and the guilt that it was his fault was eating him up. He never felt so terrible. He knew this was not going to be easy, but in his mind he also knew he had to do this. He didn't want her to fight his battle, especially not with someone who physically tortured him. Sighing, He knew he was in for lonely nights yet again.
Next Morning:
"Shit." Scott cursed as he accidentally spilled coffee on the floor. He was tired and worn out after tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep due to the fight with Rogue. Taking a mop, he cleaned the floor and gulped down some of the coffee in his mug. He headed to the garage and climbed on the motorcycle, heading towards the school.
The day couldn't go quick enough for him. Between receiving glares from Rogue and Duncan for two completely different reasons and receiving guilty looks form the rest of his team mates, he hoped to avoid all the drama around him. He spotted Paul standing near his bike. The blond guy was waving at his close friend. He smile and looked at his friend. "Atleast i have one friend." He muttered under his breath and reached to him.
"What's up Scott?" Paul asked him. He had taken a week of absence because of the flu.
"Paul! Good to see you man. How are ya?" Scott asked the boy who looked alive and healthy.
"Good. I hear you've been getting in trouble." Paul stated with a wide grin. Scott frowned and ignored him. Finally he spoke. "Listen Paul, I gotta go. I'll see ya later." And with that he took off towards the mansion.
Upon reaching the mansion, he looked at Rogue who was standing at the front porch. She still hadn't spoken to him and was beginning to get worried. She glared at him and turned around, walking back and disappeared inside the mansion.
He had parked his bike in the garage and grabbed his tool box and headed to the lower levels of the mansion which was connected to the space. That is where all the vehicles had been kept hidden from everyone. He walked towards the spot where his car was situated. The car was fully covered. He slowly removed the cover from the car. During the accident, he had known and saw the bad shape his car was in. Yet, after a few days he looked at the wreck and was stunned. "Shit." He mouthed out. "Fuck! This is gonna take a while." He took out the parts of his car, or what was remaining of it. Although the damage was mainly cosmetic, he knew there would be more hidden damage and it would cost a lot to fix it. But the emotional attachment to his car was too much to just let it go. He was dressed in a formal shirt and jeans. Removing the shirt, he grabbed a well fitting spare t-shirt and wore it as he started with the long, arduous process of fixing his beauty.
It had taken approximately 4 hours to fix only one part of his car when he heard footsteps approaching towards him. He glanced up and looked at the intruder. It was the younger mutants. Tabitha, Amara and Jubilee. "Great." He groaned and muttered to himself as he saw them approach him.
Jubilee was chewing her bubble gum and blew a bubble which popped as soon as she got a look at the car. "Whoa!" Tabitha exclaimed at the wreck in front of her while the other two girls looked at the damaged car in utter disbelief. "Scooter! What did you do?" She asked and stressed out the words.
Scott emerged from the back, covered in grease. He wiped his hands on a cloth and turned to look at them. With a nonchalant look he spoke. "...And I thought i was the one with visual problems."
"Oh my god! How did you wreck it? When we heard you were in an accident, we didn't know it was this huge!" Jubilee exclaimed and spoke way too fast. 'Jeez, I bet her secondary mutation is speaking too fast. She hardly breathed.' Scott thought and rolled his eyes at them.
"I was bored so i decided to crash test it." He stated sarcastically and looked at the other three with a poker face. The girls almost believed him for a minute but realized his sarcasm. He was already packing and closed his tool box. He left the three standing there with no good comebacks thrown at him and headed to the upper level.