Chapter 12
Logan rubbed his cheek and scowled, for a small thing, Tabby sure as hell but a wallop behind her impact; hearing a sigh he turned to look at the Professor and Beast.
Beast didn't look very happy, his large furry face was pulled down into a large frown, and his eyes were glazed like he was trying to figure something out in his head.
The Professor looked over at Logan, interlocking his fingers, "Was that really necessary Logan, they are making an effort, and I get the feeling what he said is truthful to the core, we have no idea who these three actually are, we seem to forget that they are teenagers who have had lives that have destroyed many others, not just the enemy."
Beast nodded, "Lance and Pietro scare me a little, they both seem much to calm about dying at such a young age, they don't even seem to think about their future, it is like they don't expect to have one."
Xavier looked very solemn and slightly sad for a moment as he continued to look at the two, "I don't think they do Hank, if they don't die from one of Magneto's jobs then his experiments might just kill them, they even have to worry about themselves doing it if it got to bad. Dying is inevitable in their eyes so they don't view it as something in the far off future as you would think teenagers should. They are far older then their years would make you think."
Upstairs in the Institute
Tabby stormed up the towering staircase and into the main foyer, she was beyond pissed right now, if she didn't blow off some steam it was very likely something around her was going to explode in a big bad way.
As she headed towards the large front doors, intending to go outside and get rid of some of her destructive urges she ran smack into the two people she wanted to see.
With a few choice words Rogue and Tabby both his the ground hard as Kurt slightly shook with laugher from watching his sister and friend literally collide.
Two death glares were aimed at him and he shut up as the two girls stood and dusted themselves off. Both Rogue and Kurt saw the signs of one very pissed off teenager and Rogue was the one to speak up, "So, what happened?"
Tabby looked around realizing that the middle of a hallway was probably not the best place to have this conversation. Rogue noticed her looking and realized the same thing, sighing she grabbed Tabby and Kurt each by the arm and dragged them up the stairs to her room where she plopped them on her bed and then sat across on Kitty's, "Okay, now tell me what happened that has got ya looking like ya want ta blow up tha planet."
She huffed and crossed her arms, "One word, Wolverine."
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Vhat did dark and brooding man do?"
"He took Lance's past and threw it in his face! Even if he had to, he has no right to do that!"
Rogue's face darkened, she knew what Lance had been, had done to survive, and for someone to use that against him as a weapon, that was low, especially for a man that she and Kurt both looked up to.
Kurt shrugged his shoulders not realizing the full story, "Vell, he vaz a member of the brotherhood, vasn't he?"
Rogue stood, "Somethin' before that Kurt, somethin' he has na right ta throw in anybody's face." Her face twisted into a dark smirk as she headed for the doors, "Ah believe Wolfie and Ah need ta have a little chat."
She stalked from the room and for a few seconds Kurt and Tabby were motionless, but Tabby quickly bounced up and grabbed Kurt by the arm, "C'mon this is definitely not something to be missed!"
Kurt merely rubbed his nose and sent up a small prayer for a lack of things going up in flames as he was yanked out of the room and dragged after a pissed off explosive girl and an extremely perturbed Southerner with an attitude.
Back Downstairs
Lance walked slowly down the hall, he had fled the room rather quickly but now his whole body was starting to ache, you would have thought he was 50 instead of 18. He snorted as he cracked his back feeling it arch and bend nicely.
He didn't know what he had expected but comments like that, well that was why he ran and hadn't stayed at the institute, some people saw everything as black and white, good and bad, with no in between. He believed the world was actually colored in shades of gray, because he had lived in the real world and had seen the gray himself a time or two.
Shaking his head he slowly opened the door where they had put Todd and Pietro, he slipped inside and walked to the two beds. He mumbled, "Damn mother hen instincts.." as he straightened covers, removed shoes and books, and then turned off the light and reshut the door.
Catching sight of a couch in an opposite room he quickly decided to crash there, Todd and Pietro needed the beds way more then he did. Pulling off his coat and kicking off he boots he folded up the jacked and used it like a pillow on the couch and stretched out, falling asleep the minute he closed his eyes wondering the whole time what new nightmare they had gotten themselves into.
Upstairs
Rogue headed towards the elevator with Tabby behind her pulling a reluctant Kurt along with her, just as she was about to hit the button the doors opened up and there stood Wolverine, the one guy she had wanted to see.
With a slightly evil smile she grabbed his arm ignoring the growl coming form his throat, "Logan, Ah believe you and ah have sumthing ta discuss."
Quickly she drug him down the hall and into the common room, the younger mutants cleared out immediately, not wanting to be caught in the middle of whatever was going on, especially when Rogue had that expression on her face.
Rogue pushed Logan towards the couch none to gently as she stood over him and Kurt and Tabby sat down behind her, Tabby nearly rubbing her hands in glee and anticipation.
"Rogue, what could we have to discuss? This really is not the time." The older mutant on the couch growled out, Rogue merely replied in her most sweet and menacing tone, "Oh but ah do believe we do, specifically about someone's past and yah throwing it in their face?"
If it was possible for Logan to blanch he knew he would be right now, this was definitely not the girl who would have pity on him if she was pissed, he should know.
Rogue played with the fingers of her gloves as she continued talking in the same sweet voice. "Now, Ah hate to be bitchy, but what is your right tah throw anyone's past in their face? Ah don't think yah have one."
"Rogue what do you want?" Logan growled, wanting to leave as soon as possible from the room.
Rogue leaned in and poked him in the chest with a finger, not intimidated in the slightest, "Ah want yah tah treat MY FRIENDS with more respect, Lance deserves a lot better then you are treatin' him, hell he reminds me of you sometimes, I suggest yah get to know him before yah treat him like scum."
With that she twirled around regally and stalked from the room, Tabby stood and walked towards Logan a pleased smirk on her face, "She's right ya know, and I'm not just saying that cause I'm dating the boy, he's older then he looks and the three of them are pretty good together, do you think they were really ever trying to take you guys out? They have way more skill then you have ever seen, especially Lance."
Tabby then followed Rogue's example exiting the room quickly, leaving a slightly stunned blue boy to slip out right behind her, he really had no place to comment at the moment, instead he teleported himself to the roof to think about what his sister and his friend had said.
Logan sat back on the couch as he watched the elf slip out, maybe he was being a little harsh in his assessment of the oldest brotherhood member, hell maybe all three of them. With a grimace he stood and walked from the room shaking his head, he had gotten slapped and lectured from two girls under twenty, treated like he was five year old.
With a wry smirk Logan headed back towards the basement knowing that the coming storm within the X-mansion was going to be of apocalyptic proportions.
Logan rubbed his cheek and scowled, for a small thing, Tabby sure as hell but a wallop behind her impact; hearing a sigh he turned to look at the Professor and Beast.
Beast didn't look very happy, his large furry face was pulled down into a large frown, and his eyes were glazed like he was trying to figure something out in his head.
The Professor looked over at Logan, interlocking his fingers, "Was that really necessary Logan, they are making an effort, and I get the feeling what he said is truthful to the core, we have no idea who these three actually are, we seem to forget that they are teenagers who have had lives that have destroyed many others, not just the enemy."
Beast nodded, "Lance and Pietro scare me a little, they both seem much to calm about dying at such a young age, they don't even seem to think about their future, it is like they don't expect to have one."
Xavier looked very solemn and slightly sad for a moment as he continued to look at the two, "I don't think they do Hank, if they don't die from one of Magneto's jobs then his experiments might just kill them, they even have to worry about themselves doing it if it got to bad. Dying is inevitable in their eyes so they don't view it as something in the far off future as you would think teenagers should. They are far older then their years would make you think."
Upstairs in the Institute
Tabby stormed up the towering staircase and into the main foyer, she was beyond pissed right now, if she didn't blow off some steam it was very likely something around her was going to explode in a big bad way.
As she headed towards the large front doors, intending to go outside and get rid of some of her destructive urges she ran smack into the two people she wanted to see.
With a few choice words Rogue and Tabby both his the ground hard as Kurt slightly shook with laugher from watching his sister and friend literally collide.
Two death glares were aimed at him and he shut up as the two girls stood and dusted themselves off. Both Rogue and Kurt saw the signs of one very pissed off teenager and Rogue was the one to speak up, "So, what happened?"
Tabby looked around realizing that the middle of a hallway was probably not the best place to have this conversation. Rogue noticed her looking and realized the same thing, sighing she grabbed Tabby and Kurt each by the arm and dragged them up the stairs to her room where she plopped them on her bed and then sat across on Kitty's, "Okay, now tell me what happened that has got ya looking like ya want ta blow up tha planet."
She huffed and crossed her arms, "One word, Wolverine."
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Vhat did dark and brooding man do?"
"He took Lance's past and threw it in his face! Even if he had to, he has no right to do that!"
Rogue's face darkened, she knew what Lance had been, had done to survive, and for someone to use that against him as a weapon, that was low, especially for a man that she and Kurt both looked up to.
Kurt shrugged his shoulders not realizing the full story, "Vell, he vaz a member of the brotherhood, vasn't he?"
Rogue stood, "Somethin' before that Kurt, somethin' he has na right ta throw in anybody's face." Her face twisted into a dark smirk as she headed for the doors, "Ah believe Wolfie and Ah need ta have a little chat."
She stalked from the room and for a few seconds Kurt and Tabby were motionless, but Tabby quickly bounced up and grabbed Kurt by the arm, "C'mon this is definitely not something to be missed!"
Kurt merely rubbed his nose and sent up a small prayer for a lack of things going up in flames as he was yanked out of the room and dragged after a pissed off explosive girl and an extremely perturbed Southerner with an attitude.
Back Downstairs
Lance walked slowly down the hall, he had fled the room rather quickly but now his whole body was starting to ache, you would have thought he was 50 instead of 18. He snorted as he cracked his back feeling it arch and bend nicely.
He didn't know what he had expected but comments like that, well that was why he ran and hadn't stayed at the institute, some people saw everything as black and white, good and bad, with no in between. He believed the world was actually colored in shades of gray, because he had lived in the real world and had seen the gray himself a time or two.
Shaking his head he slowly opened the door where they had put Todd and Pietro, he slipped inside and walked to the two beds. He mumbled, "Damn mother hen instincts.." as he straightened covers, removed shoes and books, and then turned off the light and reshut the door.
Catching sight of a couch in an opposite room he quickly decided to crash there, Todd and Pietro needed the beds way more then he did. Pulling off his coat and kicking off he boots he folded up the jacked and used it like a pillow on the couch and stretched out, falling asleep the minute he closed his eyes wondering the whole time what new nightmare they had gotten themselves into.
Upstairs
Rogue headed towards the elevator with Tabby behind her pulling a reluctant Kurt along with her, just as she was about to hit the button the doors opened up and there stood Wolverine, the one guy she had wanted to see.
With a slightly evil smile she grabbed his arm ignoring the growl coming form his throat, "Logan, Ah believe you and ah have sumthing ta discuss."
Quickly she drug him down the hall and into the common room, the younger mutants cleared out immediately, not wanting to be caught in the middle of whatever was going on, especially when Rogue had that expression on her face.
Rogue pushed Logan towards the couch none to gently as she stood over him and Kurt and Tabby sat down behind her, Tabby nearly rubbing her hands in glee and anticipation.
"Rogue, what could we have to discuss? This really is not the time." The older mutant on the couch growled out, Rogue merely replied in her most sweet and menacing tone, "Oh but ah do believe we do, specifically about someone's past and yah throwing it in their face?"
If it was possible for Logan to blanch he knew he would be right now, this was definitely not the girl who would have pity on him if she was pissed, he should know.
Rogue played with the fingers of her gloves as she continued talking in the same sweet voice. "Now, Ah hate to be bitchy, but what is your right tah throw anyone's past in their face? Ah don't think yah have one."
"Rogue what do you want?" Logan growled, wanting to leave as soon as possible from the room.
Rogue leaned in and poked him in the chest with a finger, not intimidated in the slightest, "Ah want yah tah treat MY FRIENDS with more respect, Lance deserves a lot better then you are treatin' him, hell he reminds me of you sometimes, I suggest yah get to know him before yah treat him like scum."
With that she twirled around regally and stalked from the room, Tabby stood and walked towards Logan a pleased smirk on her face, "She's right ya know, and I'm not just saying that cause I'm dating the boy, he's older then he looks and the three of them are pretty good together, do you think they were really ever trying to take you guys out? They have way more skill then you have ever seen, especially Lance."
Tabby then followed Rogue's example exiting the room quickly, leaving a slightly stunned blue boy to slip out right behind her, he really had no place to comment at the moment, instead he teleported himself to the roof to think about what his sister and his friend had said.
Logan sat back on the couch as he watched the elf slip out, maybe he was being a little harsh in his assessment of the oldest brotherhood member, hell maybe all three of them. With a grimace he stood and walked from the room shaking his head, he had gotten slapped and lectured from two girls under twenty, treated like he was five year old.
With a wry smirk Logan headed back towards the basement knowing that the coming storm within the X-mansion was going to be of apocalyptic proportions.