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Torment	By : GreenRogue Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 3002 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next few days went by in a blue for Rogue. She had developed a pattern for her days that made it easy to concentrate on the inner turmoil's of the voices. Holidays always seemed to agitate the voices more, Christmas was the worst. Currently she was watching, yet again, some Christmas movie (something clay animated and outdated) with Kurt and Kitty. She was trying to keep Gambit from charging the TV remote. She was so torn between the two that she never noticed the new guy, Nathaniel, bend over the back of her chair and place his face next to hers.
"Hey, what're we watching?" Rogue bolted from the chair, her propulsion made her slam into the wall under the TV. Her concentration broken, a charge formed on the power outlet behind her. The small explosion made the wire pop and fizzle and the TV, along with the lights, went black.
"Like what happened?! We were like watching that Rogue! What did you break?" Kitty's voice grew louder as she stumbled across the room.
"I'ahm sorry Kit, I'ah don't know what happened." Her cheeks flamed in embarrassment and she stretched her hands forward to try and find the kitchen door. "I'll go look for a flashlight." She started shuffle forward when her hands bumped into something warm and tall. The figure grabbed her wrists and pulled her forward until they collided with someone… fuzzy. A flashlight clicked on at that moment and Rogue saw Kurt's face between her bare hands. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as she jerked her hands back.
"Rogue, what were you doing?" She bit her lip, tears spilling past her eyelashes as she turned to see the Professor coming through the side door. He gazed at her coolly, his fingers were steepled and his eyes… he was angry.
"Professah… Sir it's not what it looks lahke." Logan was just behind him, his body a tight coil of anger. She could see Magneto just on the other side of the door, his face unreadable in the dark.
"Stripes what're you doin' with your gloves off?" Rogue looked down at her quivering hands, they were indeed bare. Her single ring on her index finger reflected in the light of the flashlight that was spotlighting her in the dark.
"I'ah… I'ah…" The faces around her started to swirl, each of them with an accusing glare. Xavier sighed and looked at Logan before turning to leave.
"Professor…" All eyes turned towards a male voice that came from the couch. The forgotten Nathaniel stepped into the dim light with his hands in his pockets. "It's my fault Professor, she was deep in thought and I startled her. She was rubbing her hands, I think they were hurting her. Her gloves are on the floor by the chair. What's her power anyway?" All eyes glanced to the floor where her gloves lay in a pile just beside the chair she was sitting in. Rogue felt her sanity crumbling and with it, her resolve. She could feel the others pushing in on her, their anger and fear assaulted against her fragile mind. Through the din she could hear the Professor vaguely speaking to Logan.
"I think we need to Quarantine the situation…" Logan's response was too quiet to hear over the roaring in her mind.
'Quarantine, dirty, freak, lock away… you deserve to be locked AWAY!' Rogue screamed then, a sharp white pain flashed through her mind. Images of a lab, a cemetery and a large pyramid flashed through her mind in quick succession. She felt hands grabbing at her, the Professor pushing against her mind in attempt to gain access inside. Deep in her mind something snapped at the intrusion and she felt her mind go still. She opened her eyes to stare at the Professor. He looked shocked and… afraid. Logan was next to her, her wrists were in his crushing grip. Magneto was shielding the students with a metal table he had overturned. It was then she realized the room was torn apart around her. Waves of devastation had echoed away from her like water from the eye of a hurricane. Again she felt the Professor push again her mental boundaries. A part of her wanted to let him in, to let him sort out the horrors in her mind.
'Anna…' The warm voice washed over her, his voice calmed her frantic nerves and she felt herself grow angry at the Professor's intrusion.
"GET OUTTA MAH HEAD!" The Professor jerked back in surprise, he wheeled his chair closer to her.
"Stripes, let us help… There's obviously somethin' going on in that noggin' of yours." Rogue tried to pull out of Logan's grasp but he held her tightly, his adamantium skeleton lending him extra strength.
'Anna…'
An idea sprang to her mind, and she turned to look at Logan, his face was tight and closed down. Any aspect of friend and mentor were masked away, or were his true feelings finally showing? The Professor looked nervous, like a child that never heard the word no. By now Magneto had ushered the other children out of the room and was watching her very intently. Without breaking eye contact, she called on Magneto's magnetism and pried Logan's hands from her arm. Xavier sat stunned and out of the corner of her eye she could see Magneto trying to hide a slight smile. She stalked over to Nathaniel who was holding her gloves out to her.
"Thank you… I have poison skin, that's why it's such a big deal. I guess to some I need to be quarantined." She smiled at her, unaware of the tension that was building behind her.
"Anytime, sorry I startled you, and it would be a crime to hide away someone as pretty as you. I'll try not to sneak up on ya again, I've been told I can be a bit… sinister sometimes." Despite the gravity of the situation, Rogue smiled back at the teenager and blushed slightly at his compliment. She turned away then, still ignoring the mute Professor and frozen Logan and walked straight out of the rec room towards the kitchen. She could hear Kurt arguing with Dr. McCoy in the hallway.
"I'm fine, where is meine schwester?" She turned quickly into the kitchen to avoid her brother.
'Anna…' The warm voice seemed to call to her. Grabbing her coat from the rack she made her way outside.
The snow had been falling steadily since early afternoon so she had to push against the side door to make it outside. Trudging up the lawn with a vacant expression she finally noticed the cold and shrugged her coat on. Rogue wandered for a few moments letting the cold air cool off her temper.
'Why did I’ah get so angry?' She found herself slowly approaching the gazebo at the edge of the property. Stepping up on the smooth marble she took a deep breath of the salty air. The water below was a dark black, tossing ice chunks against the beach with an angry roar. As she gazed down at the beach, her eyes grew hazy and Rogue felt her mind drift with the current in front of her.
'Anna… Anna, come to me…' The voice warmed her heart and Rogue started to smile despite her chattering teeth. She felt warm hands cover her cheeks and tilt her head upward. She closed her eyes in anticipation of… what? After being silent since her outburst, the voices roared to life inside her sending her reeling from the gazebo. The spell broken, Rogue kneeled in the growing snow and cried. Hot tears rolled down her face chilling her skin more in the biting wind. Glancing up she saw Magneto gliding over to her, his feet barely dusting the powdery snow. She sobbed again as the voices rolled against her like an ocean, mimicking the angry waves below.
'Free us, let us out! Thief, murderer!’ Magneto knelt in front of her, his hands bracing her shoulders. Rogue could see he was yelling something at her but she could not hear over the turmoil inside.
"Please!" She sobbed, "Make them stop, I'ah can't… I’ah can't…" Again a sharp white hot pain burned through her mind. A desert, a jungle, strange beings she knew weren't human or mutant seemed to be gathering in front of her. As quickly as the visions appeared, they were gone and Rogue was left with a strange blankness inside.
"Rogue, ROGUE! Can you hear me child?" Rogue looked up into Magnet's eyes and saw fear and concern staring back at her. He cupped her cheek with his gloved hand and she leaned into the contact. Her dark stranger all but forgotten, she let Magneto lift her into his arms and start to carry her back to the mansion. She melted into his warmth and tried to let her mind stay blank.
'I'ah don't know what this is, but I'ah ain't lookin' a gift horse in the mouth.' With her mind clean she succumbed to exhaustion.
'Come to me…'
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Rogue woke slowly to the sound of a fire crackling. She could smell popcorn faintly and her stomach rumbled. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times before bolting upright. She sat on a large bed with deep red sheets, the gold embroidered comforter fell from her shoulders and she saw someone had taken her shoes and sweatshirt off. A small fire, in a simple fire place, was providing the only light in the room and next to it was a very relaxed looking (and dare she say handsome) Magneto.
He stared at her from over his book, his reading glasses perched lightly on the tip of his nose. A bowl of popcorn and a covered dish sat next to him on a small table.
'I'ahm in his room…' She realized with fascination. After Apocalypse, he had opted to stay with the X-men while rebuilding his relationship with Pietro and Wanda. While common thought was that there were not enough rooms for students to sleep alone, Rogue had often found empty rooms while wandering in her insomnia state. He cleared his throat to get her wandering attention and Rogue blushed slightly.
"I'ahm sorry Sir, I shouldn't be intruding on your personal space." Magneto took his glasses off and placed the book next to him on the arm rest. Rogue was very aware of how relaxed he seemed in the dark gray slacks and red pull over long sleeve shirt.
"Rogue, if I thought you would be intruding I wouldn't have brought you here." The smile in his eyes had her lowering her guard and she felt herself smile in return. "As it is, you and I have an overdue conversation planned and I don't want to be interrupted." He waved his hand towards a chair across from him next to the fire. Rogue rose graciously in the cool room and sat on the edge of the seat warming her hands. She frowned after a moment however causing Magneto to pause. "What is it my dear?" She looked at him for a moment then back to her hands.
"This is the third time I've woken up missing pieces of clothing…" Magneto seemed startled for a moment before pointing to the heater vent by the window.
"If you’re referring to your gloves they are there, drying on the vent. Your sweater is hanging in the bathroom as well. Although I cannot lay claim to anything previous, I did remove your wet clothes to keep you from catching a cold." Again Rogue felt her cheeks flush. She shifted so she was sitting on her hands in the arm chair and stared into the fire. She winced as Pyro's cackling laugh echoed across her mind. Magneto must have seen her face and leaned forward placing his hands on her trembling knees.
"Rogue, help me to understand… what is going on inside your mind?" She stared into his eyes for a moment. Where Xavier would have had concern mixed with academic curiosity, all Rogue found was genuine worry and fear.
"I- I'ah don't even know where to start. It all got so jumbled that some things don't make any sense." He nodded and squeezed her knees in encouragement. He leaned back and grabbed the covered plate from the side table.
"Why don't we start with some food, it's been a few hours since dinner." Rogue glanced at the mantle clock and blanched at the time. Going on close to 1:00am and here she was in the middle of a grown man's bedroom. Magneto put the small plate on her lap and Rogue's mouth started to water at the smell of a roast beef sandwich. She took a tentative bite and could barely hold back her grunt in satisfaction. Magneto chuckled and leaned back staring at her. There were a few minutes of silence while she ate, Magneto was watching her, and Rogue stared into the fire. When she finished the sandwich he took the plate from her and placed it back on the table beside him.
"I'ah would have thought you would want a metal room. You know so you could be a show off for visitors." She smiled shyly and he contemplated her for a moment.
"I would have imagined you would want a single room instead of a roommate like Miss Pryde." Rogue couldn't help but snort.
"I'ah didn't really have a choice, I'ah think the Professah doesn't trust meh, not that I blame him of course, I’ah should be in containment after all, lahke his brother." He seemed to frown a moment but didn't say anything. Still staring into the fire Rogue continued. "When I'ah faced Apocalypse again… something seemed different. I'ah know he was all hooked up in the machine and everything but he didn't even notice meh until I'ah closed one of the covers on him. H-he grabbed my arm and everything… everyone was back inside me but different." She stopped for a moment, the memories of that night were overwhelming and the voices were roaring their protest. "Their louder… stronger. Some days I'ah don't wake up as mahself. Sometimes I lose whole days to one of 'em. An' then there's the powers. Before I'ah could only use them right after I’ah absorbed 'em, now I-I’ah can pull on 'em. That probably doesn't make any sense." She looked into her lap in embarrassment. Her hands were pale against the firelight and they were shaking. It was quiet for a few moments before Magneto stood and walked into the bathroom. Shame overwhelmed her as she stood to leave his room.
'Thief, murderer, he knows, he'll destroy you!' Rogue tried to open the door but the knob would not budge. Terror flooded her as memories of cells and chains invaded her mind.
'He wouldn't really kill meh… would he?'
'Anna…'
"Rogue, we're not finished yet." She turned to see him standing just behind her. She flinched when he pressed a warm wash cloth to her cheek. He started to wipe away the tears she hadn't noticed were falling. She started to relax slightly and took a deep shake-y breath.
"Why are you bein’ so nice to meh?" He seemed to hesitate and Rogue wasn't sure he would answer.
"Your mother… she may be conniving and a compulsive liar but she does care about you and Kurt. She was a dear friend of mine once." Rogue was quiet for a moment and Magneto steered her back to the chair by the fire and kneeled at her feet. "Rogue, I believe that Apocalypse may have somehow enhanced your powers. Some mutants go through stages in their life, much like puberty. I myself went through these stages of growth until I reached my full potential as did the Professor. It takes several years and a lot of patience but because of Apocalypse, I think you were jump-started to your next phase. Before you were ready genetically."
In the silence that followed Rogue contemplated his hypothesis. If this was true then maybe…
"Is this like that machine you built on the Asteroid? Does this mean Iah'll get control? Be able tah touch I’ah mean." He smiled at that and reached forward to cup her cheek. It wasn't until after a few moments she realized he was not wearing any gloves. She yanked her head from his touch and grimaced at the oncoming thoughts and screams. When nothing happened, she dared to open her eyes and see if Magneto was on the floor unconscious. She frowned at the amused twinkle in his fully conscious gaze.
"I'ah don't see what's so funny. I'ah c-could…" Magneto watched as her brain caught up with the actions of the past few minutes. Tentatively she reached out her hand and waited for his permission. When he did not pull back, she reached and cupped his own cheek like he did with her. Rough stubble tickled the palm of her hand. She felt fascinated and reached her other hand to intertwine her fingers with his.
'When was the last time I’ah was able to do this…' Overcome with emotion, she wasn't thinking and leaned forward kissing him fully on the lips. His quick inhale of breath cooled her nose but he did not pull away. Instead he curled his free hand in her hair and pulled her closer. She felt his tongue lightly probe against her lips and she opened her mouth in invitation. The kiss deepened and Rogue found herself swept away in the sensations. They pulled apart gasping for breath resting their foreheads against each other.
"H-how…" He quieted her questions with another kiss.
"There will be time for questions another night. For now we need rest." He stood away from her then and she already missed his warmth. He pulled her up by their intertwined hands and led her out to the hall. "I have asked Xavier to provide you with your own room. Given the circumstances I'm sure you agree." He opened a door that was further down the hall and Rogue stepped inside. It was similar to his room but also included a small step out balcony that was cleaned of snow. Her few personal belongs sat neatly in a few boxes at the foot of a queen sized bed. She smiled gratefully and had to hide a sudden yawn.
"I'ah am tired, even though Iah've been asleep for a few hours." He smiled and ushered her into the room.
"Goodnight Rogue, we'll discuss these… developments tomorrow." He closed the door softly and Rogue smiled in the dark.
'I'ah can touch him… I'ah KISSED him…' She groaned and flopped onto the freshly made bed. "I'ahm kicked out of here for sure now…'
'Anna…' She lifted her head quickly, the ghostly whisper fading into the walls.
My Anna…' She crawled to the edge of the bed and stood in the center of the room. Rogue felt a light weight rest onto her shoulders and though she tried to turn the pressure refused to budge.
'Anna…'
"Who are you?" She whispered. Rogue felt like she should be afraid, like she should fight or call for help, but the soft presence that made itself known, kept a calm hold on her shoulders. She turned her head when she felt the warm hands run up and down her arms, she was about to speak again when a pair of lips crashed onto hers. When she had kissed Magneto, it was warm and tender, this was fierce hot passion and she felt her breath stolen away with its possessive nature. Her knees grew weak and she slumped against a warm figure as the hands continued to roam her unresisting body. She felt her bra clasp unhook as she was gently led to the bed.
'My Anna, I will teach you… I will show you…' The voices inside grew distant and hazy, Rogue's eyes fluttered shut from the heat of the kiss as her arms were lifted above her head. The possessive lips broke from hers and she panted as the feeling of something hard clicked around her wrists. Vaguely she felt the urge to call out for the Professor or for Magneto but when the lips came crashing down on her neck the thought was banished to the back of her mind. She squirmed under the heavy weight on her body and vaguely she could hear some sort of tapping in the background, like fingers on a keyboard. She struggled to open her eyes to see but the mouth had circled around and she felt her shirt being lifted. The heat from the traveling lips were finally consuming her in a delirious haze.
Her t-shirt was lifted higher until it came to rest over her eyes, blinding her from the world around her. Her breasts lay bare in the open and Rogue could feel a slight breeze of cold air whisper across her nipples. The pressure was suddenly gone, and Rogue’s mind cleared briefly with fear. ‘What is goin’ on? This, this isn’t right. PROF-‘ The weight returned slamming down on her, suffocating the thoughts from her mind. Heat from a bare body permeated against her clothes and those sinful lips had returned pushing against her slowly unresisting mouth. The stranger’s tongue pushed against her slacked teeth and coaxed her own out, they swirled together in between the joined mouths and Rogue’s mind went blank once more. All she could feel was the heat coming from above her and from inside her.
She felt the button of her jeans come undone and were slid carefully down her hips, she shuddered in the cooling air and mewled against the hot mouth that was trying to devour her. She felt a deep rumble against her chest and a growl filled her mouth as she shifted her hips slightly against a growing pressure between her legs. A large hand rest lightly on her breast and her breath hitched for a moment. She felt the figure above her hesitate for a moment before the other hand slowly skimmed along her hips and across her stomach, reaching lower and lower. When it made contact with her clit, Rogue gasped, opening her moth wider and allowing the stranger to penetrate deeper with their tongue. She moaned and mewled against his mouth as his fingers coaxed waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel the pressure beginning to grow in her stomach as something hard and hot rubbed against her bare leg.
The fingers continued to work faster as the hot mouth kissed its way down the side of her neck and over her collar bone to her other breast. The tongue circled her pert nipple and she gasped when the stranger took it full in his mouth. Her other breast was getting gently kneaded as the fingers on her clit sought out her opening. She couldn’t stop the gasps and moans now and she writhed on the bed from the sensations her body had been craving. She could feel the person above her hesitate for a moment and Rogue had a brief moment of panic and couldn’t stop the whispered, “Please”. The fingers slammed through her opening and Rogue felt the first waves of an orgasm sweep through her body. She shouted her pleasure and arched her breasts into the face of the stranger who was playing with her body. The fingers kept pumping in and out of her, the wet sticky noise of her pleasure echoed in the room. The hot mouth travelled across her body and Rogue fought whatever restraints there were to just touch him once. As he travelled lower she could feel the pressure start to rise again inside and when she felt a sharp sting in her arm there was nothing else.
'Mine…'
The next morning, Rogue groaned into her pillow as her alarm shrilled loudly next to her. She slammed her palm down on the snooze and rolled over, content to sleep those few precious minutes away. When someone knocked on her door she squinted from under her covers.
"Kit… I'ah think your boyfriend is here." When she didn't receive a response she sat up and was startled for a moment when she didn't see Kitty's bed.
'That's right, I'ah was moved yesterday.' Another knock pulled her from her thoughts. "Coming!" Throwing back her covers she pulled on a sweater before opening the door. Nathaniel was just stepping away with a small tray but smiled at her and held it in front of him towards her.
"Morning! You slept through breakfast and I thought I would bring you breakfast in bed… as a peace offering from yesterday." She smiled at the gesture and invited him inside.
"Thanks, guess it's later than I'ah thought." Nathaniel sat on one of the boxes while Rogue took the tray and sat on her bed. A small bowl of steaming oatmeal smelled amazing and Rogue dug right in.
"Actually they woke us early for a danger room session, I don't think I'll ever get used to that." Rogue faltered for a moment but kept eating while Nathaniel talked. "I'm from Wisconsin, we've got the cold but not this wet snow you have. I think I need some new snow boots. Could you tell me where the mall is? Or maybe later we could go together?" Rogue choked on her last bite of oatmeal at his request. She coughed for a moment and Nathaniel hurried to her side to pay her back.
"S-sorry. I just… not mah type of place. I'ah don't do well in crowds." He nodded and Rogue noticed his face looked a little crestfallen.
'I'ahm such a bitch. He's just looking for a friend.' She cleared her throat and put the bowl back on the tray. "If we go at noon it shouldn't be too bad. It is Christmas Eve after all." His face lit up then and he bounded over to her, hugging her close. Rogue was lost for a moment; it had been so long since someone's touched her like this.
'Cept last night… ‘cept Magneto…' Rogue flushed at her memory and when Nathaniel pulled away she smiled quickly to hide her blush.
"I'll see you downstairs around 11:30 then!" He grabbed the tray and whistled happily as he left the room. Rogue sat in silence for a moment staring out her open door. A sudden fear settled over her and she found herself unable to move from her bed.
'I'ah haven't seen anyone since yesterday…'
'No one's come looking, no one cares, thief, murderer…' The voices whispered constantly making Rogue more nervous.
'No, you’re wrong… they just don't know where I moved…' Her excuses sounded weak, even to her ears as she pulled on a fresh pair of jeans. She shuffled out of her room, scuffing her tennis shows on the carpet. Rogue turned and looked at Magneto's door. It was open and for a moment she thought she should stop in. She started to walk towards it when she heard the Professor's voice carry down the hall.
"It was necessary Magnus. Her powers are so unstable… we would be poorly prepared if yesterday's incident happened again."
"But to simulate her as such… as such an enemy. You alienate her without a fair chance." Rogue quickly ducked into an empty room when she saw the Professor start into the hall. "You don't take these precautions with the other students Charles." Magneto's voice drifted past the door she was leaning on as they went past her.
"I don't have the same worries with the other students as I do her." Rogue stepped back to the opposite side of the room until he backed into the wall and slid to the floor. She put her head in her hands and started to rock back and forth.
'He… he doesn't trust meh…' After a few moments she heard a gentle knocking on the door.
"Rogue… Rogue I know you’re in there. May I come in?" Magneto didn't wait for an answer. Slowly opening the door he peeked in and spotted her instantly in the corner. He crossed to her quickly and wrapped her in a warm hug. She cried openly then, fat tears tracked down her face soaking his sleeves. He rocked her back and forth making quiet comforting sounds. When her sobs slowed to sniffles he finally pulled back and wiped away the few remaining tears.
"My dear, he doesn't deserve these tears… none of them do." She looked into his face and saw a deep sadness and anger in his eyes. She leaned against him again, taking advantage of the comfort he was offering. He shifted slightly pulling Rogue into his lap and they sat quietly like that for several minutes. Magneto absently brushed her air with his hand and she stared off into nothing. After another moment she raised her head to stare into his eye.
"How are you able tah touch me?" He looked into her eyes before leaning down to lightly kiss her lips. He stayed close for a moment before answering.
"Magnetism my dear." She raised a quizzical eyebrow and he continued. "After you last touched me, I started some research and practice to create a constant shield over my body. We can't feel or see magnetic fields so all we're left with…" He kissed her again more deeply, " is skin." She pulled him back to her, drunk on the sensations he was creating. Her abdomen felt hot and heavy but her head was floating away. He returned the kiss lightly, nipping at her lower lip. She ran her hands through his holding him close as he shifted her so she was straddling his lap. He ran his hands up her smooth back and she adjusted in his lap. He groaned in her mouth and pulled back for a moment.
"Rogue, we're treading in dangerous territory." she smiled and leaned in to pepper kisses along his neck.
"I'ah don't care."
He groaned again as she sucked lightly on his neck, his hands were exploring her back under her t-shirt and she felt something hard begin to poke her crotch. She shifted forward again causing friction and another moan to escape Magneto who grabbed her hips in a tight grip. Quickly her bra was undone and lifted up and off of her body along with her T-shirt. He stared into her eyes for a moment, his gaze seemed clouded and for a moment Rogue was unsure if he would allow this to continue. In the back of her mind she felt a vague sense of déjà vu and she slowly rotated her hips in a circle. She watched fascinated as his eyes darkened with desire and he clamped his mouth over one of her nipples and sucked. She ran her fingers through his hard and started to rock harder against his covered dick. He pushed upward with his hips and Rogue felt herself smile at the rightness of this feeling. Both were so enraptured with their new discoveries that neither saw the lingering shadow in the corner.
The dark shadow slowly faded through the wall and came to a rest by Rogue's bed. It vibrated in anger for a moment before materializing. The man ran his hand through his black hair, disheveling its neat appearance. He paced for a few moments muttering to himself before pulling out his small cellphone.
"We have to do it today… No YOU don't understand. Magneto is ruining everything… well she'll just have to compensate for that now won't she. Yes, yes… we'll be at the mall. No I don't care what you do to the boy, I can make another. Yes I have everything ready at my lab. Until then…" The man hung up the phone, crushing it in his hand. He turned to stare at the far wall; muffled moaning was filtering through the air vent in the ceiling. He smiled then; a cruel and cold look overcame his eyes as he faded once again into the smoke and drifted across the mansion.
After a while the couple finally emerged from the empty bedroom. Magneto's hair was still slightly mussed and Rogue was straightening a turtle neck she had to grab to hide the bruises. She blushed again remembering how she received those bruises. A chuckle next to her made her turn and frown.
"My dear, you should consider using natural makeup. Your quite beautiful when you blush." she smiled at him and started down the hall again.
"Well I'ah am going to the mall today. Maybe if you ask nicely Magneto." He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a kiss. She hovered just above cloud nine on the landing of the stairs in his arms.
"Call me Erik, please."
"Like, ew…" Rogue's contentment was shattered by Kitty who had come into the main hall. The look of revulsion on her face made Rogue crash back to earth, the voices howled and laughed at her discomfort. They pushed and clawed against her fragile mind.
'Disgusting, pig, whore!' Magneto put a comforting hand on Rogue's shoulder. Steeling her back, she walked past Kitty completely ignoring her. Magneto followed more slowly and pinned Kitty with a hard look.
"Miss Pryde, it would be wise to keep your comments about Rogue's personal business to yourself." Kitty turned pink with anger and phased through the wall towards the kitchen. Magneto sighed and rubbed his temples. He could hear Kitty in the kitchen, no doubt assaulting Rogue with further comments. He turned to head back up the steps.
'Sorry my dear… I don't handle Banshees.'
Back in the kitchen, rogue did her best to ignore her screaming friend.
"How can you, like, kiss him? He's like, ancient! And what about your powers? Are you like, getting a power trip doing that?" Rogue turned then to stare at Kitty. Her eyes were bright with unshed tears. She was about to yell back when Nathaniel walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Rogue! You ready to go already?" He looked between the two girls for a moment. Kitty was about to start back up but Rogue interrupted her.
"Yeah, I'ahm ready, let's get out of here." She started for the door grabbing a set of keys. She didn't check behind her to make sure he was following. Clicking the unlock button she hesitated for a moment when it was Scott's baby that beeped back. Nathaniel was already opening the passenger door so she shrugged and got into the driver’s side.
'I'ahm already in for a lecture, might as well give it more ammo.'
The drive to the mall was filled with small talk and Rogue was actually finding it pleasant. "So how long have you been at the institute?"
"Um… about 3 years now. I'ah was with the brotherhood first but their cleaning habits were appalling". He laughed with her as they pulled into busy parking lot.
'Maybe this wasn't such a good idea…' after driving up and down the lanes a third time, she definitely know it wasn't a good idea.
"I'ah don't think we're gonna make it in today my friend." He was quiet for a moment, so she glanced at him and felt a chill crawl down her back. His face was dark with rage as he glowered furiously. "Hey its okay, we'll find a spot."
'And I'ahm gonna get this over with as quickly as I'ah can…' After the fifth pass, she finally spotted an opening on the edge of the parking lot. Smiling in triumph she pulled in and turned the engine off.
"There see! Now we just have to face these hordes!" Suddenly the doors of the car were ripped off by the hinges. Rogue cringed and hid her face from the flying glass. An arm reached in and grabbed Nathaniel, yanking him from the car. Rogue felt another hand grab her by her hair and pulled her onto the cold concrete. She kicked her legs out trying to dislodge her assailant.
"Hold still girly!" Sabertooth's growl echoed close to her ear and she froze for a moment giving him time to wrap his arm around her shoulders and drag her onto the grass. She tried to twist against his grip but he held her close.
"Look, Iah'll tell Wolverine you were here and he'll happily chase after ya, you don't need to involve meh or the kid." He laughed at her as he dragged her resisting body to a black idling van.
"Look kid, If I was after Wolverine I would just leave body parts. As it is, we've already left your X-pals a nice little Christmas gift." He jerked her around for a moment to give her a glimpse at a limp form next to the car. Rogue felt anger mingle with her fear and on instinct she reached for the voices. She pulled on Wolverine's strength. She bit down on his arm and kicked backwards with all her strength. He dropped her with a howl and she leapt over the van with Wolverine's strength and instinct, avoiding the hands of others that reached for her.
'PROFESSAH!'
'It's no use my dear.' Rogue felt a sharp pain and walls crashed down around her screams. Frantically she pulled on Mystique and pushed Wolverine back.
'Must get away'. She felt her bones twist and shrink as she took the form of a sparrow and took to the sky. Higher and higher she flew until she felt a claw wrap around her little body holding her wings immobile. She struggled against the grasp as the larger bird brought her back to the ground.
"Absolutely marvelous." A man stepped out of the passenger side of the van. He was tall with reddish brown hair; he looked a bit strange dressed in old English clothing. "Absolutely fantastic, wouldn't you say so my dear?' He turned and Rogue followed his gaze to a tall blonde woman wearing a white corset with white leather pants. An image of the woman from another time flashed in her mind from Magneto.
'She's a telepath… Frost something.'
'Emma… my name is Emma, I would recommend changing back or this will be more uncomfortable for you.' Rogue felt her body twist against her will and by the end she was panting from the exertion. Rogue saw that instead of a hawk, Mystique stood next to her now with a stony face. Rogue tried to kick out, to fight against her mother but found her body would not move.
'Anna…' the warm voice caressed against her mind and Rogue instantly relaxed. Her eyes took on a faraway look and Mystique released her arm. A third man stepped from the back of the van. His tall body shadowed over Rogue's slight form. His black body suit helped him blend into the darkness of the back of the van. He smiled and held his arms out.
'My Anna… come to me.' Her movements were stilted, as if she was pulled against his impulse. With the combined influence of Emma and himself however, she couldn't struggle for long. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close.
'Th-this feels different… I-is this right?' Rogue struggled against her mind but felt herself falling further under his spell. The man laid her in the back on a flat stretcher and climbed in after her. Before sliding the door shut, he turned to address the others.
"Mystique, go back to the school and give us some time. Emma, go with her and make sure she's not noticed and that Nathaniel isn't missed. Watch out for Magneto, he may have his helmet on and you know what that can do." Both of them nodded and took off towards another car. "Sabertooth be a good boy and clean this mess up. Shaw…" the man who looked most out of place tore his eyes from Rogue's limp form.
"Yes Sinister?"
"Take us to my lab, we have work to do." Sinister closed the door before Shaw could respond. The gentleman climbed into the van and they sped away, leaving a muttering Sabertooth picking up the shattered car pieces.
'It's time…'
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