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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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'Rogue…' Faintly she could hear a voice call to her, wait was that who she was?
'Rogue…' The voice was growing fainter as she drifted farther into the darkness. She closed her eyes, content to drift forever. An image came to her mind, a man stood on a battlefield. His armor torn and shredded, a helmet hid his face but she could see his eyes, his light, crystal blue eyes.
"Erik!" Rogue bolted awake suddenly. Wires pulled from her head and strained again her arms. She looked frantically around in the darkness for any signs of familiarity. She could see some computer screens and a large desk in the semi darkness but no doors, no windows, no escape.
"Good morning my darling girl." A voice from just beyond her vision startled her and caused a few more of the wires to pull out painfully. She rubbed at the small wounds from the needles and squinted into the darkness.
"Where am I? What's going on here?" The voice chuckled and she heard footsteps draw closer. Rogue struggled with the remaining wires, ripping the few needles out of her arms. She tried to get off of the metal table she was sitting on but found her legs would not respond. She fell to the floor painfully and cried out in fear.
"Easy my darling, you've had a lot of sedatives in you, and a lot of blood was sampled. You'll be weak for a few hours yet." Rogue felt warm arms pull against her waist and lift her back onto the table. She tried to shrink from his touch but was too weak to move much. A light clicked on above her and she squinted in the harsh brightness.
"My butterfly, such spirit, It's no wonder He designed a creature such as you." blinking to get rid of the spots in her vision, Rogue fought the urge to ask the question she knew he was waiting for. The man chuckled and walked towards the desk. He started shuffling through some of the papers that were scattered across the top. "Stubborn and marvelous, I've never seen a mutation like yours. Though I'm sure he did that on purpose. It is too bad that his own creation was turned against him." Rogue's mind reeled with the information he was freely providing. As she watched him work she tentatively reached out with her mind.
'Professah?' A snort from the man made her pale.
"I'm sorry my dear Rogue, but it's not that easy." He turned then, and Rogue could see his features in the dim light.
"You’re that man… Sinister… no, you go by something else at times don't you?" He stayed quiet, watching her as she thought. If only Rogue could get her mind to focus…
"Nathaniel… your Nathaniel Essex! But, how…" He clapped at her revelation and strode forward until he was leaning against the table she was sitting on.
"Brilliant, simply wonderful. Yes I am Essex, though the true body died long ago, the mind however…" He tapped his forehead.
'Never really loses its touch.' Rogue's eyes widened as his heavy voice caressed against her inner barriers. He laughed again and before she could respond pushed into her mind.
'Oh my dear… my Anna…' She felt soft tears trickle down her face.
'It was you… that voice in the dark…' He nodded as he reached for her unresisting hand.
"Oh my dear, I had great plans for you, but unfortunately I had to tip my hand early so to speak. I did not want us to meet this way my butterfly but, c'est la vie…" Before she could respond a small door to the side opened from the wall letting in a very foppish looking gentleman. He had his back turned to them and seemed to be speaking on a cell phone.
"Are you sure it's ready? We can't have any loose ends mind you, yes get rid of that horrible woman. And don't forget Sabertooth, we don't need him leading Wolverine back here. Be safe my diamond girl." He disconnected the line and turned to Rogue with a smile. Sinister stood up and smiled down at her.
"See you on the other side my pet."
"What are you…"
"Anna! Darling your awake!" Rogue's mind shut down, she felt a part of herself get pulled inside and was held by chains. She tried to scream but the voices, which were silent and absent, sprang to life and surrounded her small cage. She cried and struggled, hands and claws were reaching for her, tearing at her. She looked up and saw a part of her had escaped, she was floating, lifting higher and higher. The deep blackness below fell farther and farther away. Her vision cleared and she stared at the two men before her. She looked down at herself for a moment in confusion before addressing the men.
"Nathan… Poppa… what happened?"

Magneto had prowled the night for hours looking and hunting. He had turned up no leads, no clues, nothing. He had even lost track of Mystique, the boys in the brotherhood had told him she had been gone for days and her normal haunts were abandoned. He had checked in with Charles numerous times but he had heard nothing from Wolverine. He was to return to the Institute in another hour but until then…
'Charles have you heard anything?' He fiddled with his helmet while he waited for a response. His nerves were fraying with every passing moment.
'I'm sorry Magnus; nothing has changed since the last time you asked.' Magneto knew he was wearing thin on his friend's patience but desperation was not a polite master.
'What about the Essex boy? The student that was with her last?' Charles was quiet for a moment and Magneto thought he had lost the connection.
'He was found by Wolverine. He had picked up Sabertooth's scent not far from the mall. He… he was unfortunately a casualty in this attack.' Horrible images of limbs and black bloody hair flashed through his mind.
'Rogue?'
'None of the blood was hers. It seemed the boy and the car were dumped. Wolverine is there now trying to find a lead.'
'Tell me where, maybe I can help.' Magneto caught an image of a small field not far off and instantly headed in that direction. Putting his helmet back on, he flew as quickly as his mortal body would allow. 'She is not dead, please she can't be.'
In the field, Wolverine was combing over the red sports car with a fine tooth comb. He had set the boy off to the side, covering his pale face with his winter coat. Anger boiled his blood at the disregard of life and fear threatened his senses with the lack of Rogue's presence. He was going over the driver's seat again as Magneto landed nearby.
"Unless you can make metal talk bub there's not much you can do here." Magneto regarded him coolly before looking over the wreckage and the road behind him.
"This is not where she was taken." Wolverine stopped and growled.
"Of course it is. The car here is proof isn't it? There's tracks everywhere so there must have seen some sort of scuffle." Magneto pointed to the ground.
"There are no tracks leading away from the site besides yours and the ones that led you here. Unless the driver has impeccable skills I doubt they drove back over the initial marks. Does Sabertooth's scent come from anywhere else?" Again Wolverine growled and went back to searching the car.
"Just the highway, must've been where he left from though. I think someone would have noticed a man fling a car from the highway." Magneto thumbed over his shoulder to the barely hidden lights of the mall parking lot.
"What about from over there?" Wolverine glanced up for a moment and sneered.
"Do you think I'm stupid or something bub? The trail is cold over there. It stops here." Magneto stood for a moment watching him search. He looked up as he heard the near silent drone of the x-jet engines. As it landed Storm flew out of the open hanger followed closely by Jean. They landed next to Magneto and watched Wolverine work.
"Anything?" Jean sounded worried and kept glancing around her, as if whoever took Rogue was there and about to attack. Magneto shook his head slightly still thinking. If it took them so long to notice this because of Emma Frost…
"Logan," he called out, "try this on." He pulled his helmet off and tossed it to Wolverine. Grabbing it with one hand he raised a quizzical eyebrow at him before complying. Instantly new scents became apparent to Wolverine's sensitive nose. The shifting nothingness of Mystique, the dirty husk of Sabertooth, and something else… something sharp and hard. Under it all however he found what he was looking for.
"Rogue." he took off for the parking lot with Storm and Magneto close behind. They hovered at the tree line, just outside of the light of the parking lot. Wolverine sniffed the air like a maniac, searching for the new scents. He found another two that he did not recognize and that sharp scent stung his nose, it seemed to grow stronger, fouler. Finding Rogue's scent again he circled the back row of the parking lot a few times before addressing the others.
"She was here… but it stops cold. Must have shoved her into a car." Wolverine's eyes grew hard as he thought of what kind of people would kidnap a young girl and kill a child. He was beginning to imagine what he would do to these people who would dare take one of their own.
"Perhaps I can find her from here. Jean I'll need your help with this one." The Professor rolled to where Wolverine stood and Jean kneeled next to him. They clasped hands for a moment and no one spoke as they concentrated. Magneto could feel a few strands of hope start to strengthen.
'Rogue, we will find you. I swear it.'
After a few more tense moments, the Professor and Jean opened their eyes and looked grimly to the group around them.
"I think we'll need more help." Magneto's heart hardened and he felt his strands get brittle and snap. Xavier turned to stare at his friend. "She's been taken by the Hellfire Club." Magneto felt a deadly calm settle over him. Grabbing his helmet from Wolverine he floated into the sky ignoring the Professor's shouts.
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The room was crowded with swaying bodies as the music droned on. The bright masked and clothes created a rolling sea of colors. Above it all Shaw sat proudly on his throne. He gazed at his subjects with an approving air. The Christmas gathering was going well, and all the better now that he got to show off his new prize. The scientist had been brilliant in discovering the gaps in memory and the control of her powers. Using her own mind against her not only made her more vulnerable, but also led her to trust the ones that mattered most. Yes his dear Anna would be an excellent addition to the family.
The clock above him dinged the eleventh hour and the music started to die down. The hidden faces turned to him in anticipation and he smiled under his own red beaded mask. A hush fell over the crowd as he stood, walking to the front of the small dais he raised his hands and spoke with a loud commanding voice.
"My gentle friends, I welcome you to this glorious festivity to welcome my beautiful daughter to the fold. Her powers have grown wonderfully and I…" he paused sweeping his eyes across the crowd. "Could never be prouder. Please welcome my darling girl, Anna Marie!" The double doors at the other end of the hall opened wide. His ice queen stood beautifully in a pure white ball gown. The diamonds in her mask sparkled in the spotlight and her smile dazzled the crowds as always. Next to her in a dark green velvet gown was Rogue. Her hair had been curled and piled neatly on top of her head to show off her long neck. Her deep jade mask sparkled with emeralds as she carefully descended to the dance floor. He watched her nervous smile and shot Emma a quizzical thought.
'She's just nervous, doesn't want to disappoint her father.' He could feel her dark chuckle behind her thought and he crowed inside. It was always marvelous when plans went accordingly. Anna stopped just short of the dais as Emma ascended to stand next to his side. Anna curtsied smoothly and held that position until Shaw bade her to rise.
"My daughter, you have grown beautifully over the years. Your powers have caused you undue pain and suffering but now… now you are mastering your demons and I am proud of you my Anna." the crowd burst into applause and Shaw could see her beaming under his gaze. Her bare shoulders tinged red from the praise and she smiled meekly up at him.
"I'ah aim to please you father." Shaw stepped down and cupped her chin with a gloved hand.
"You do my daughter and I know you will continue to do so. Now then," The turned her to address the room. "This is a party isn't it? Let's enjoy ourselves!" he led her onto the dance floor and snapped his fingers. Instantly the hidden orchestra started back up and he bowed to her. She curtsied again and they were off. He swung her around the room in dizzying circles and she laughed in joy. Shaw marveled in how easily she picked up on the steps and was beginning to enjoy the dance with this young beauty. He brought them to a slower waltz as the music slowed and quieted. He smiled down at her as she watched the other dancers.
"They’re all staring at me poppa." He could see heads turning to watch as they glided across the room. He smiled at her and continued to spin her around to show off his prize to his subjects.
"They’re awed by your beauty and power my darling. How are you feeling? Your last session left you weaker than normal."
"I'ahm fine, Nathan took good care of me. He's helping with the control; I think I would be lost without him."
"You’re quite fond of our scientist aren't you?" She blushed under her mask and averted her gaze with a small smile.
"He is different. He doesn't treat me like the others." Shaw laughed and he started to twirl her again as the music picked up its tempo.
"You my dear, are a marvel. That intimidates most; I wouldn't have any less from my daughter." Shaw felt a light tap on his shoulder and he broke away to face Emma who was led by, "Speak of the devil, Nathaniel, we were just talking about you."
"All good things I hope. May I cut in?" Shaw smirked and bowed to Anna before leading Emma away. He watched them for a moment and scowled when Anna laughed at something Nathaniel said.
"Relax my dear, he was just commenting on the pomp and circumstance. He's a good addition to the charade." He looked at Emma as they danced. Her ice blue eyes glittered from behind her mask and Shaw smiled as he projected images of things he would love to see reflected in those eyes. She laughed haughtily and let him steer her off of the dance floor and into a side room. He kissed her fiercely as the door closed behind them, groping at her bodice. She laughed lightly in his mouth and pushed him back.
"Easy my love, we have time. Rogue is fully secure. I have been away from you for weeks; I need to make it up to you."
Emma firmly pushed Shaw backward until his legs rested against a desk. She drew him in for a kiss that lasted for a moment but promised something much deeper. She ran her gloved hands over his chest and Shaw groaned at the contact. Slowly she lowered herself in front of him and rubbed his thighs through his pants.
“Our plan is working flawlessly, soon she won’t need the constant attention and her mind will forever belong to you. She will forever be our Anna Marie.” Shaw lightly caressed the side of Emma’s face, her deep blue eyes shone behind her mask brightly. Without breaking eye contact she carefully unlaced the front of his trousers and pulled his growing erection from its confines. She palmed his warming cock and gently blew across the tip where the growing pre cum was starting to leak. He groaned softly and shifted his hips forward, bring his erection to her lips.
“Darling you shouldn’t tease a starving man.” She smiled, her teeth gleaming behind her red lipstick before reaching out with her tongue and lightly caressed the underside of his dick. His hand tightened in her hair as he leaned back on the desk and he carefully guided her mouth over him. He sighed in bliss as her warm heat captured his cock, enveloping it in its sweet embrace. She started to suck and build a smooth rhythm and Shaw felt himself get swept away by his beauty.
Back in the ballroom, the music had taken a more modern tone, and Anna watched the dancers with Nathan supporting her arm. He smiled at her for a moment before motioning towards the gardens.
"Poppa will get angry." Nathan merely shrugged as he steered her out into a small attached greenhouse. It had started snowing at some point and the statues in the yard had a light dusting of powder. Anna breathed in deeply the perfumed air and pulled her mask off. Nathan came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned against him, enjoying the contact.
"You look beautiful tonight my butterfly. How are you feeling?" She sighed and pulled away from him to stroll along the small pathway deeper into the greenhouse.
"I'ah feel fine Doctor, thank you."
"Anna, don't be like that. I care about you more than that and you know it." Her shoulders drooped a little from his light reprimand and she turned an apologetic look to him.
"I'ah know… mother was in mah mind all evening and it makes me a bit cranky." He kissed her gloved hand lightly accepting her apology before leading her towards a secluded benched area.
"We wish only to make you stronger Anna, that is all. We want you healthy my butterfly." She was silent as she watched the fat flakes of snow drift lazily in the yard. He took this moment to reach for her arm and kiss the back of her hand. As she blushed from the chivalrous act, Nathan slowly placed a thin emerald studded bracelet on her wrist.
"Merry Christmas my darling." She gasped and eyed the beautiful piece with a smile.
"Be careful not to shower with it… I haven't quite worked out the waterproof kinks yet." She turned to look at him but was caught by surprise when his warm lips took hers in a tentative kiss. He pulled back and looked into her dreamy eyes. "It will prevent flair ups of the voices and allow touch to others." Her smile dazzled him and she returned his kiss deeply. Turning back to return to the party, Anna started to adjust her mask back on when a voice from the darkened corner made her freeze.
"Rogue? Chere, what are you doing here?"
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