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Summary: See previous chapters.
Note: Ok, I�m Australian myself, so I can�t do
Pyro�s accent, since it sounds perfectly normal to me. Just use your
imaginations.
Note: Rahne always struck me as innocent and a
bit naive. Amara and Jean haven�t been talking about what happened, and she has
been mostly kept out of the way of the others. She is in a scary and dangerous
situation, and Rogue is carefully manipulating things to make it seem as though
she is protecting her. Scared, mostly alone and confused, Rahne is reaching out
to what she sees as a source of protection, strength and possible friendship.
Hopefully this clears up any confusion.
Everyone else: Thanks for the advice and encouragement.�

To the Victor�
Chapter Five.

Rahne
looked around the new room she had been given as a not-quite-official member of
the Brotherhood. It was nice, with a bed, dresser and closet. All she needed to
do now was wait for Pietro to get back from his
clothing run to the Institute, as Mystique was not letting them go any further
than the mailbox until the Humans had quietened down.
There was a
knock on the door as Rogue came in, carrying a bag of Rahne�s things and
tossing them onto the bed before turning to leave.
Suddenly,
Rahne remembered something that she had wanted to ask. �Rogue?�
The older girl turned, raising an eyebrow. �What happened with Kurt? I mean,
he�s taking this so well that I know something is up.�
Rogue sat
down on the bed, thinking of the best way to put it. Rahne was observant, so it
would have to be the truth, but Rogue would need to phrase it carefully, with
an anti-X-Men spin, if she didn�t want to lose the girl. �It�s a long story, so
you might want to sit down.�
Rahne sat
down next to her, listening. �Did anyone ever tell you that the X-Men tried to
recruit meh once?� Rahne�s expression spoke for her. �Ah�ll take that as a
�no�. Ah had just arrived in Bayville, and the X-Men didn�t know I was with the
Brotherhood yet, only that Ah was a Mutant with the potential to become very
powerful. Mama had already told me about the X-Men and that they might try to
recruit me, so Ah just told them that Ah was already with the Brotherhood. Even
so, a couple of them still tried to befriend me, rahght until Grey read mah
mahnd and found out that Mystique was mah Mama. Then they couldn�t get away
fast enough, just because of mah bloodline.�
Rahne was
shocked. The X-Men were always preaching Mutant Harmony, but they refused to
have anything to do with Rogue just because of who her parent�s were? She was
becoming more and more convinced that maybe the Brotherhood was the better
choice. �That�s terrible! But what does it have to do with Kurt?�
Rogue
nodded. �Ah�m getting to that. Ah suppose you noticed the similarity between
Mama and Kurt? Mama is also Kurt�s Mama, but she was running from a mob when he
was a baby, and tripped on a bridge, dropping him into a river. Kurt and the
X-Men found out about the connection a while ago, but they didn�t want to lose
one of their senior �team-mates� and Kurt was so brainwashed by their supposed
�acceptance� of him that he would not listen to us. We were worried that the
X-Men would eventually turn on Kurt like they did me. The fight at the school
was the first chance we had to explain our side without being attacked before
we got two words out. Mama and I took Kurt to another Mutant that Mama knows,
called Mastermind, and had him show Kurt how things would have been if he had
stayed with us, part of the Brotherhood, if we had had a chance to actually be
a family. Then we got a call from Bayville and had to run back, Mama and Kurt
went to see how Amanda was holding up while I came straight to the Boarding
House, and you know the rest.�
Rahne
nodded, feeling slightly dazed. Her wolf-self could sense no lies, and frankly,
with the adrenaline from the fight wearing off, she was too tired to really
think about it. She still had one more question, however. �Kurt never acted
this cold to anyone before, Rogue. He�s one of the most compassionate and
forgiving people I know, especially with his team-mates. A different point of
view isn�t going to just change that.�
Rogue
inclined her head. �True. Kurt has a very big heart. But family is family, and
the X-Men left our Mama in Area 51 without a second thought, even though she
had already promised to tell them where the professor was. Even Kurt would find
that a hard thing to forgive.�
Finished
with the conversation, Rogue stood up and told her to get some sleep, then
left. Admitting to herself that Rogue had a point, Rahne
decided that she could unpack later and threw herself onto the bed, asleep
before her head hit the pillow.
*��
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Rogue had
barely set foot in the room holding Jean and Amara before she was verbally
assaulted by Jean. �What did you do to Rahne? You convince her to fight with
you and now what? Are your little friends having a turn with her now, as well?�
Rogue
rolled her eyes. Really, if this was how Jean behaved at the Institute, she
wondered how Xavier managed to keep all his recruits sane. Actually, she
wondered how any of them were even willing to stay in the same house as the
red-head.� �She has been moved to her own
room, Grey. The Brotherhood takes care of each other, which means she gets good
accommodation with us and is off-limits permanently. Unlahke
you two. With Kitty and Rahne off the market, that leaves just you two
for the boys to fuck.�
Amara
glared at her. �When I get out of this collar, I am going to burn this place
down around your ears. I am the Princess of Nova Roma, and you can�t pretend to
keep me as your prisoner forever!�
Sending up
a silent prayer for patience, Amara�s attitude was seriously starting to get on
her nerves, Rogue only smirked at the young girl as she left. �Who�s
pretending? Oh, and don�t bother trying to tell Kurt about this. Ah promise,
things can and will get much worse for ya if ya do.�
*��
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Downstairs,
Mystique pulled Rogue aside for a moment. �Magneto called. He wants to send one
of his Acolytes over to report on how things are going.�
Rogue
sighed. Not again. Every time one of Magneto�s minions showed up, there was always
trouble, and if that damn Cajun didn�t stop trying to flirt with her... �Please
tell meh it isn�t the Swamp Rat. If he tries to flirt with meh once more, the
gloves come off and Ah won�t be responsible for mah actions!�
Mystique
smiled at her daughter. �I couldn�t agree more. But no, it�s the Australian
firebug, Pyro. I�ll just make sure to take away the flamethrowers when he
arrives, before I get Mastermind here. We need to adjust Amanda�s memories
enough that she won�t consider retuning to the Humans.�
Rogue
nodded. �Get him to plant a few anti-X-Men sentiments in Rahne, as well. She�s
taking the transition and her team-mates treatment far too well for my peace of
mind.� The young Goth considered a moment. �Make her think that the X-Men
tortured her or something, so that she will be firmly against them, but leave
Sunspot out of it, or have her think that he defended her. To defeat the Humans
and Magneto, we need an army, and we need some of the X-Men�s training.
Wolfsbane and Sunspot will be the beginning of that.�
Mystique
inclined her head. �I�ll take care of it, dear. You focus on keeping Pyro out
of trouble.�
Rogue gave
a short sigh of relief and continued to the kitchen for a drink. After today,
she needed one. If only Mystique hadn�t hidden the alcohol. Reaching into the
fridge for a bottle of water, Rogue�s eyes narrowed in contemplation. She was
getting sick of Amara�s high-and-mighty attitude, her insistence that the
Brotherhood was beneath her and that as soon as she was free of the collar, the
first thing she would do would be to flame up and burn the house down around
their ears.
Wait, hold
the phone.
Amara
wanted to flame up. Pyro could manipulate fire. Hmmm�
Rogue�s
lips curved into a wicked smile, quick mind already planning on how to work
this.
The door
opened and the Australian accent that made Rogue want to strangle the speaker
rang out. �Heya, Misty, How�s it going?�
�If her
mother didn�t strangle the annoying little insect first. Forgetting about the
drink, Rogue followed the voice, hoping to head off imminent disaster. She
arrived just in time, to find Kurt restraining Amanda from pounding the
pyromaniac for calling her a �damn fine Shelia�, and dragged him off to a
sitting room.
Shutting
the door, Rogue tried to will away the oncoming headache. Pyro was the Big
Boss�s minion. Killing him and hiding the remains was not an option. �Could you
at least trah to not be openly antagonistic? What do you want?�
Pyro gave
her an infuriating grin that made her think of the best ways to hide the body.
�Magsie wants a report on ya lot.�
Rogue
sighed. �We stole a recruit off Xavier, and have three others prisoner. The
humans tried to attack earlier, but we got rid of them and I doubt that they�ll
be back anytime soon. Other than that, everything is normal. Please try not to
annoy anyone on the way out.�
Pyro shot
her another grin. �Aw, come on Shelia, how else will I get to have any fun?�
Rogue
gritted her teeth and raised an eyebrow. �One of the prisoner�s mutant ability
is to turn herself into living fire. Do you think playing with that fire would
qualify as enough fun to shut you up?�
Pyro lit up
like a Christmas Tree. �Hell, yeah!
Let me have a go at that fire and I promise to do me best not to annoy any of
you blokes again.�
Rogue
smiled. If this didn�t get through to Amara, nothing would. �Wait here. I�ll
bring her down.�
*��
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Amara was
fuming.
Rogue had
showed up again and dragged her downstairs to the sitting room and shoved her
inside. Spinning the younger girl around, she had pressed a series of buttons
to turn off the collar, then left before Amara could throw a fireball at her.
Oh well,
she could still live up to her promise of burning down the Boarding House.
Amara powered up and tried to take a step forward, only to find herself unable to move. Then she was lifted into the air and
turned around to face a smirking red-haired man who she recognized from Jean�s
description of Magneto�s Acolytes as Pyro, who controlled fire. Shit.
The
Acolyte�s maniacal grin widened as she glared at him, trying not to show fear
as she struggled. �Now Shelia, that ain�t very nice. Playing with fire is no
fun if it tries to burn you.�
Amara
opened her mouth to yell at him, but found her limbs moving toward him in a
manner very like a model down the cakewalk. She tried to return to her human
form, but found herself unable to do so as Pyro manipulated her into a
belly-dance.
Pyro leaned
back, enjoying himself as he watched the fiery girl move, ignoring her outraged
expression. He could make her do whatever he wanted. This would even be worth
keeping his promise of not annoying the Brotherhood. Pyro cackled as he made
Amara strip and start giving him a lap-dance.
Amara was
terrified as she felt the Acolyte manipulate her body, feeling completely
powerless. She felt her arms running over Pyro�s shirt and moving down, and
wished she were anywhere else. At least with Pietro and Toad she could struggle
or fight back! Her body leaned backwards, pushing her chest up toward him as he
reached for her, protected by his flame-proof uniform.
Amara�s own
mutation forced the princess to her knees as Pyro flicked open his lighter,
creating a double of himself made completely out of fire and forcing her to
take it in her mouth. She sucked and licked, taking him deep into her throat as
he reached down to play with her ass. The fire-figure�s thrusts became harder,
choking her, but when she tried to struggle Pyro turned it into her body
writhing against him, her stifled protests into moans of pleasure. Amara
screamed as he exploded in her mouth, forcing her to swallow, then made her
stand up again, the lighter flicking open a second time to create another
clone.
The second
clone came around behind Amara un-noticed as the first one forced three fingers
inside her, stretching her open.
Amara found
herself pulled close and poised just above fire-clone One�s cock as fire-clone
Two slipped one of his fingers into her ass, pushing her down onto fire-clone One, causing Amara to let out a shriek as she was impaled.
Pyro
grinned as the fiery Shelia fell onto his flame-figure�s cock as the second one
he created started to prepare her back entrance. He manipulated Amara�s fire to
make her ride them, making her watch as they slipped in and out of her body.
Finally he lifted her off, turning her around and making the first slide into
her asshole as the second plunged into her cunt. The young girl screamed as
they ploughed her, Pyro making his doubles� cocks grow inside her until she
thought that she would be ripped in half. He made her strain against them,
trying to take more of them inside her as she once again tried to power down,
only to fail when they thrust harder inside her, making his fire-clones
disappear just before they climaxed inside her.
Amara
practically collapsed onto the floor when the clones disappeared, unable to
move as he turned her collar back on and she reverted to her normal shape. With
Pyro�s advantage of his powers gone, Amara was free to struggle away, but
didn�t get far before he grabbed her, threw her onto the couch and plunged back
into her cunt, hissing through clenched teeth. �Spread your legs for me, slut.
I�m gonna fuck you through the couch.�
Amara did as
she was told, parting her thighs to give him better access as he grabbed her
breast. She whimpered in pain as he fucked her already abused pussy, pushing
her harder into the couch with every thrust. �You thought my clones were bad,
bitch? Try this one for size!�
Amara
shuddered and tried desperately not to scream when he exploded inside of her,
climbing off her and letting her stand on shaky legs. Not wanting to spend
another second in the same room as Pyro, Amara somehow found the strength to
dress as quickly as she could, but didn�t manage to get out before she was
grabbed again. Bent over, she was forced to suck Pyro back to full hardness,
then lie on her back as he fucked her breasts. Amara whimpered, but didn�t try
to escape. Pyro seemed to be trying this method more for the sake of curiosity,
and appeared to find it boring. Hopefully, if she did nothing, he would lose
interest and leave.
Sadly, this
was not to be the case. Finding no interest in this position, Pyro returned to
his old favorite, the backside. Bending Amara over a chair, he thrust into her
ass without warning, making her scream. She had no chance to catch her breath
as Pyro raped her again, thrusting harder than his fire-clones had.
Giving up
the fight, Amara felt as though she was dying inside with each of Pyro�s
movements, and could do nothing but cry silently until he erupted inside her
with a grunt, and let her go.
This time,
Amara forced herself not to move until he motioned for her to get out. Amara
dressed again and fled, almost running back to the little shed she shared with
Jean and locking the door behind her, barely noticing Jean�s absence before
collapsing in tears.
*��
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Meanwhile,
Jean had problems of her own. Rogue hadn�t been joking when she said that Jean
and Amara would be the only ones for the boys to fuck. Two available girls in a
house with three hormonal teenage boys, (Six if you counted Lance, Kurt, and
the Acolyte Pyro) however, did not sound good.
Pyro was
apparently occupied with Amara, Lance was occupied with Kitty and Kurt appeared
to be content with his own girlfriend, but that still left Toad, Pietro and
Blob looking for someone to do.
That someone being Jean.
Now Jean
was on her back, bra gone and shirt up over her breasts, jeans and underwear
somewhere on the other side of the room and legs spread as Blob settled between
her knees and Toad and Pietro took turns with her mouth. Thankfully, Blob was
not willing to defy Rogue�s order for him to stick with oral sex, but it didn�t
stop him from pushing a huge finger into each of her still virginal holes,
stretching her in preparation for the others.
Sure
enough, Blob eventually pulled away, thankfully leaving to answer Mystique�s
yell. Jean was pulled to her hands and knees, and then her head was level with
Pietro�s groin as he knelt in front of her. Toad crouched on his powerful legs
behind her, grabbing Jean�s hips as he pressed against her virginity. Twisting
her head around, Jean swallowed her pride and tried to beg Toad out of it.
�Toad, please don�t. I�m� I�m a virgin; I�ve never� never
been there. Please, I�ll blow you however you want, just don�t touch me there!�
Toad and
Pietro exchanged glances. �Saving yourself for
Summers, I bet. Wonder if he�ll want you now.�
Pietro
thrust into her mouth, driving her back onto Toad and muffling the scream as he
tore past her barrier. The two boys passed her back and forth between each
other, one pushing forward as the other drew back.
Jean felt
the blood of her virginity trickling down her thighs as Toad reached down to
pinch her clit, drawing a muffled shriek. Pietro pulled out of her mouth and
pushed her back against Toad, joining him inside her cunt, her scream covered
by Toad�s hand.
Pietro
yanked Jean�s arms over her head with one hand, holding them there as he took
over her clit. Toad reached for her breasts from behind, squeezing and
massaging roughly.
Jean�s
cries had quietened to sobs as they used her. The collar prevented use of her telepathic
powers, but she still had her mental exercises to fall back on. Closing her
eyes, she let her mind drift away, back to where she sat beneath the trees near
a pre-destroyed Institute. Where she could see Ororo watering her garden with a
small rain-cloud, and Scott smiled at her when he thought she wasn�t looking,
his warm, dark eyes never judging her, filled with affection, maybe even love.
Then she
was dragged out of her comfort place as Toad and Pietro exploded inside her and
let her drop, boneless, to the floor as they pulled out and let her go,
thankfully not doing anything as she found the rest of her clothing and fled
back to the garden shed that she was confined in, joining Amara in her tears.
*��
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Up in
Lance�s room, Kitty was faring no better than her fellow prisoners. Lance had
decided that she had not been doing much to hold up her end of their bargain,
and should have to make up for it.
This led to
her current position: lying face-down on the floor as Lance pounded into her
from behind. He had not bothered with fore-play this time, or even bothered to
fully undress. Kitty�s skirt was pushed up above her waist, underwear thrown
into a corner, and Lance�s jeans were around his ankles, but that was all.
Lance took
one of her arms and pulled it across her back, making Kitty rear up or get a
dislocated shoulder. Her breasts bounced as he continued to thrust into her
steadily, Kitty�s breath coming in ragged pants.
Kitty bit
her lip as Lance pulled away from her, reminding herself that the rest of the
Brotherhood would have been worse.
The girl
felt herself turned over as Lance fully removed the rest of his clothing, and
then hers. He lifted her legs, pushing them open and examining her cunt. Kitty
flinched as he lightly stroked his fingers over the sore area. �You�ve been a
very bad girl, Pretty Kitty. We made a deal, but you haven�t been keeping your
end. That�s not very nice of you, is it?�
Kitty shook
her head, eyes wide. She didn�t hear what Lance said next, feeling him slide
into her once again. Not wanting him to �punish� her (read: beat her
senseless), Kitty tried to co-operate. She bucked her hips against him, locking
her ankles at the small of his back. If nothing else, she had to admit that
Lance was good at this. Kitty moaned as he moved inside of her, filling her
small body with his seed.
Managing to
pull herself into a kneeling position (there was such a thing as being too vigorous),
Kitty took his dick in her mouth. Trying not to choke as she sucked it, Kitty
tried to hold back her tears as she felt him growing hard again. She hated the
taste of sperm.
Luckily,
her captor pulled out before he came again. Pulling her to her feet, Lance
kissed her, hard and ruthless, even as Kitty felt something hard and smooth
being forced into her ass.
Kitty
stiffened with pain and tried to pull away. Lance slapped her, hard, and pulled
her back, his hard muscles grinding against her soft body. He kissed her, lips almost
brutal as they ravenged hers. Kitty felt his hands on her breasts, squeezing
and stroking the sensitive flesh. He trapped her between his legs, hard against
her belly as she trembled. Suddenly he let her go, walking around behind her.
Kitty
whimpered as whatever was in her ass was pulled out, and replaced by Lance�s
cock. She felt as though she was being torn in half as he bent her over a chair
and pushed inside her, disregarding any concern for her comfort.
Lance
couldn�t help but smirk at the soft noises that his Pretty Kitty made when he
started to fuck her ass. This arrangement was turning out even better that he
had thought possible. Kitty was willing to do whatever he said in exchange for
protection that wasn�t even really necessary, as none of the others wanted her,
and he got to use her tight little body for sex whenever he wanted.
And, God, was she tight! Kitty�s inner muscles clenched around
him in wonderful resistance as Lance thrust inside her pretty backside. He
leaned in, nibbling on her ear. �Do you like it, Pretty Kitty? Do you like
having me behind you, using your body for whatever I want? Tell me how it
feels.�
Kitty
gasped as he punctuated the last sentence with a hard thrust. �It� it hurts,
Lance! I can�t handle it in me! Please, take it out; I�ll do whatever else you
say.�
Lance loved
to hear his Pretty Kitty beg him, but really, what did she expect? Did she
think that he would always be gentle with her, that she wouldn�t be punished
when she failed to keep her promises? Kitty�s pleas broke off into sobs as
Lance thrust harder and harder, finally emptying himself in her ass and pulling
away. He led her over to the bed, pulling her onto his lap and playing with her
body as he sat down. �You�re mine, Pretty Kitty, that
was our bargain. Don�t ever question what I choose to do with you. You won�t
like the consequences.�
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Relaxing in
Kurt�s arms under a tree in the backyard, Amanda felt her thoughts drift.
She wondered how her parents were, if they had
re-considered their stance on Kurt, on her dating a mutant. She was sure that
they would come around eventually, peace between humans and Mutants had
to be possible! There were certainly worse things in the world than having the
occasional extra DNA strand. Surely the humans would see that, once things had
died down.
But her
train of thought changed, a memory that she had not known coming to the
fore-front of her mind.
It was just after the fight against the Human
mob. The flatscans were still giving the boarding house a wide birth, but it
hadn�t marked the end of anti-mutant violence.
A little boy, no more than six, had been outed
as a mutant, with the ability to nullify power. He had been caught by some
anti-mutant fanatics, and they had taken their frustrations out on him.
The brotherhood had found his mangled body on
the lawn, the phrase �Death to Mutants� carved across his face.
Remembering
this, Amanda started to cry. She felt Kurt�s arms tighten around her. �Vhat is
it, Liebe?�
Amanda
sniffed, burying her face against his chest. �It�s just� Every thing is so
terrible, right now, Kurt! Humans are attacking and killing mutants just for
being different, not for anything that they even did! It�s even worse than
people discriminating against me for being black, now they are killing even
little children, just because they were suspected to have the X-Gene, and the
boy�s family was driven out because the assholes that killed their son thought
that they might be carriers! I�m ashamed of my own race, Kurt, but I can�t do
anything to change it! They have already attacked the Boarding House, and I�m
scared that they�ll come after me next, just for loving you.�
Kurt lifted
her head to look at him. �We cannot help what we are born, Amanda, but neither
must we let it rule our lives. I love you, and you are strong enough to stand
for what you believe. I will always be here for you, and what others believe
does not matter.�
Amanda
relaxed a little, more relieved than she could say. �But I�m still human, Kurt.
Where does that put me? I have no powers, and Magneto hates humans, whatever
their feelings on Mutants. How long will we survive when he finds out?�
Kurt hugged
her again. �Rogue and Wanda think you have potential for some kind of power,
even if they haven�t said what, and they accept you. Even Magneto will think
twice about confronting that combined force. Everything will be fine, I
promise.�
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Lying in
her bed upstairs, Rahne dreamed. But her dreams were dark and twisted, things
that she did not remember, but were to vivid and detailed to be anything but
truth.
She struggled as strong hands held her down.
Jean extended one hand, using her telekinesis to freeze her still.
Scott�s voice echoed in her ears. �You will
tell no-one of this. The X-Men have done nothing to you. You have to get past
your weakness.�
Roberto stood in the corner, restrained by Ray
and Evan as he struggled to reach her, swearing at the others in Spanish. Their
eyes locked as Bobby descended on her, sharing strength as the other X-men beat
them and raped her, constantly saying that it would stop once Rahne stopped
being so weak and fought them off.
Every day, Rahne practiced and trained herself
into exhaustion, but she and Roberto were still never able to fight of the
entire team. One of them always got through, and her torment would continue,
while Roberto railed against them and struggled to reach her
And all the time, Scott�s voice. �You will tell no-one of this. The X-Men have done nothing to you. You
have to get past your weakness.�
Rahne was glad when the X-Men were attacked at
the School Board meeting. From the beginning, she could tell that the X-Men
would not win this fight. Now they would feel what it was like to be hurt and
betrayed, to feel helpless at the hands of overwhelming odds. That in itself
was enough, no matter what they did to her. She only hoped that Roberto would
be all right.
The X-Men were swarmed under by the Humans, but
the Brotherhood fought them back. The Humans eventually fled, and the
Brotherhood brought her back to the Boarding House, along with Amara, Jean and
Kitty. They had planned to come back for Roberto, but the Humans had gotten
there first, taking Roberto and the X-Men somewhere secret.
The Brotherhood gave Rahne a home while they
searched for Roberto on her request. Jean, Kitty and Amara were being held as
slaves and sex toys, and Rahne couldn�t help but feel pleased at their
suffering.
Rahne sat
up with a jolt, looking around her frantically. Seeing the familiar
surroundings, she relaxed slowly.
The X-Men
were far away, trapped in a place where they endured what she had. A place too far away for them to reach her.
Rahne
exhaled in a long sigh and lay down again. She was safe here. Safe with her new family, the Brotherhood.
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Meanwhile,
Mystique and Rogue were headed toward a rather dingy pub in the seedier parts
of Bayville.
While there
was no love to lose between Mystique and the X-Men, having Xavier owe the
Brotherhood a favor was too good an opportunity to pass up. Besides
which, if a place held the X-Men, it would probably hold other mutants, who
could be persuaded to join their cause.
For these
reasons, Mystique had been regularly touring Bayville in order to find out
anything she could concerning the X-Men, and her
efforts had finally paid off. Bayville was a small town, so it was only a
matter of time before someone heard something.
She had
overheard a small group of people in a pub talking about the group of Mutants
that they had transported somewhere, and could only guess that they were
talking about the X-Men.
As simply
grabbing the Humans and threatening/beating the details out of them was too obvious,
Mystique had returned to the Boarding House and collected Rogue. With the
younger Mutant borrowing some of her mother�s powers, it was easy to get to the
pub without notice and find their targets. A �random� bump against some of them
as she shouldered her way through while heading toward the bathroom, then a
quick morph into a different and moderately more attractive form and an
�accidental� brush against others on the way back gained all the information
that they needed, and they stuck around just long enough to avoid suspicion
from any patrons who might have been paying any amount of attention, then made
their way back to the Boarding House.
*��
*�� *�� *�� *�� *
Upon
arrival, Mystique called everyone down as Rogue dashed for the nearest bathroom
and threw up what felt like all she had eaten in the past week. This was why
she hated her powers sometimes. Some of the things that those people had done
she wouldn�t wish on even the X-Men, and those Normals had enjoyed it! The mere
thought was enough to send her straight back to the toilet to expel whatever
had managed to stay in her stomach, a single thought managing to make its way
through her head: The Normals would suffer for this.
Returning
to join the others, Rogue brushed off the concerned looks from her mother, Kurt
and the rest of the Brotherhood. Looking around the room, Rogue spoke. �Ah know
where the X-Men are being held.�

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