Rogue 4 The Calvery

The men's eyes widened in fear as they saw Rogue manipulating fire like Pyro. They started to reach for their guns. Rogue didn't give them time. She forced the fire to explode at them just enough to know them on their asses. Rogue then made the fire come back to her and become small in her palm again. It felt so natural and so good. To let all that anger that was burning inside of her out. But she kept it in check enough to not really harm the guards.

Rogue heard a noise and turned her head to see Pyro looking up at her from the floor. He was smiling that wicked smile that held all the mischief in the world. He actually looked proud. Why did that make Rogue feel really weird. Uncomfortable. Did she want to be a person that a mutant like Pyro would be proud of?

She noticed there was blood coming from his mouth. She spotted the long jagged shard of glass in his side. His orange jumpsuit was soaking with blood. He could very well be dying and there he was smiling up at her like he used to when they were playing a practical joke in the old days. "Just hold on John! Help is coming!" she told him as she turned back to make sure the guards weren't going to attack again. But as soon as they had seen her powers mimicked Pyro's they had shagged ass out of there.  

She turned back to John and knelt down as she let the flame die in her hand. She put her glove back on and reached out and grabbed a t-shirt that had fallen from a rack and pressed it to his side. That gifted her with a slur of curses coming from Johns bloody mouth. "Damn Rogue could you be a little more gentle than that?" he snapped at her.

"No Ah can't! Ah don't wan ya ta bleed ta death before the Calvary arrives!" Rogue told him before she checked over his other wounds.

"You mean the X-Men. They'll just throw me right back in a cell. Only now they'll fireproff it!" His left eye was swollen shut and under the blood and grime she could see scars. She reached out and moved his hair out of his eyes and was checking his pupils. They were contracted in pain. But they looked good surrounded by his brown eyes. Which were smoldering at her.

Rogue then didn't know what came over her but she found that she had missed him. His lopsided smirks and blunt remarks and pranks and even his little flirting game. But she just missed him as a friend. "You don't have to get thrown in jail again if you would just come back to the mansion. If you would-"

"Would what Rogue?" He asked grimacing. "What? Become the X-Men's little bitch. Their little student that get's no respect? Get treated like the traitor I am? Like the outcast? Right let's do it sign me up!" he said sarcastically.

Rogue tried to reason with him. "And what you want to go back to Magneto? Do you really think that maniac cares about you?"

He snapped back at her, " At least with the Brotherhood I get the respect I deserve. Who the hell cares about me at the mansion? Huh?" more blood came out with each word he spoke.

Rogue let her mouth keep going as she started panicking at how much blood he was loosing. Her accent came out stronger because of it. "Ah do ya egotistical jerk! Ya don't think Ah've been worried about ya since ya left? Ya don't think Ah've missed ya? Ya were ma friend John! And ya just up an left me to be the only dangerous mutant in the school! At least when ya were there Ah wasn't the only black sheep!" She felt tears threatening to spill behind her lashes.

John's eyes went wide at her words. Then something inside those brown eyes seemed to break. He didn't say anything for a long time. Then he grimaced again and started to say something, "Rogue-I-"

But then they both heard the jet outside and then moments later Logan was running into the store. He spotted Rogue and a look of reliefe spread over his face. Then he spotted Pyro and a look of anger flashed across his face as he raised his claws.

"No Logan! Pyro's been hurt! He needs help! Please!" Rogue yelled as she kept the pressure on his wound.

Storm was through the door after him and heard what she said. "Okay Rogue. You help me with Pyro and Logan you watch our backs!" As storm bent down and helped Rogue lift Pyro up with all that blood loss he went unconscious. His head lolled and blood leaked out of his mouth. As they started to leave Rogue told them about the clerk and Logan helped him to the jet too.

As Rogue and Storm carried Pyro out Rogue spotted Bobby Kitty and Poitr all around the jet. Bobby's eyes seemed to go cold as he spotted who they were helping. The hatred they shared for each other was so fierce that Rogue would never understand it.

Then Bobby tried to talk to Rogue. "Marie? Are you oka-"

"Don't call me that!" Rogue told him coldly. She still felt the loss of a normal life deeply. She never wanted to hear that name again. That wasn't her anymore. And it never would be again.