Marvel Superheroes

Rogue

I was caught up in the visions...couldnt break out. The alien faces swirled all around me and something...something was in the background. A Skrull face but somehow it was something more. I couldnt stop the movements of the vision long enough to latch onto that one face though I had the feeling it was important to what was happening...or going to happen.

Suddenly something broke in...thoughts that belonged neither to me nor to the alien thoughts that were ringing in my head. A male voice boomed through me...sad and lonely...full of confusion but strong in resolve. A surge of energy and strength followed the voice like an infusion. I couldnt make out what it was saying but all of a sudden the face before me was not of the aliens but of a man...a familiar man. I had met him before.

Then a face in a mask appeared beside the man's and they beging to move around in a circular motion...faster and faster until they merged into one. As if a stroke of lightening hit me I knew who the faces belonged to...and I knew that they were one and the same.

I found myself sitting upright, the alien language and faces gone, replaced by that of...oh god no! I looked over to where Spiderman was holding my bare hand, a trembling going through his body. If I had lifted up his mask I know what I would have found. Not just the face but the look of horror and pain. I had seen it on the face of the first boy I had ever kissed.

Pulling away with an agility I had never had before, I tore my hand away from his grip with a cry. "No!," I cried as I rolled nimbly away from him. Looking back, I saw him fall to the ground, the trembling coursing through his body.

Scrambling over to Spiderman, I caught myself before I lifted his mask. I knew who he was...or at least the face that was under the mask though not the name but I had no right to expose that to anyone else. My hand went to his shoulder where his costume would protect him from further harm. Shaking him slightly, I said,"Come on, be alright!" Dammit! why did he have to go and sacrifice himself like that?

[Edited by Isolde on 04-03-2001 at 01:03 PM]
 
Mystique

A cab pulled up to the White House and a familiar face stared out of the window to where the guard was questioning the cab driver. It was a few moments before the gate guard was satisfied that the passanger belonged there and, as he let the cab pass through, that passanger could see the hate burning in his eyes and the distaste on his face. Excellent! This was working out much better than planned.

The cab pulled up to the front door and was ment by Secret Service Agents. Letting them search the cab and the wheelchair that was produced from the trunk, the passanger in the backseat waited patiently for word it was alright to proceed.

The wheelchair was brought to the side of the car and Professor Charles Xavier was helped from the seat and into it. Well, to everyone who saw him it was Professor Xavier and that was enough for the figure who settled back into the chair.

He could see that the men who surrounded and accompanied him in to meet with the President of the United States were reluctant to move their hands away from the bulge that pronounced their firearms. Another smile was quickly surpressed. This was only another sign that things were going well with the master plan.

As the wheelchair was pushed towards the room where the press conference would be held, the figure in the wheelchair went over exactly what he was going to say to the President...and inwardly gloated over the expected reactions to it.

[Edited by Isolde on 04-04-2001 at 03:43 PM]
 
STORM, ELEKTRA

(damnit pooh...lol...I wanted to save you... :) )

STORM:

I had tried to stop her, I felt faint. The wind around us picking up. I felt Logan's arm come around my waist to steady me. What a good time to be pitied and to fall apart. I heard the communicator "This is Storm, I have Wolverine, Rogue, SPiderman, The Thing...and who knows who else here. We are dealing with a present situation. Contact me with further information."

I took my finger away from my communicator.

I looked at Logan. I didn't know what to do. I got angry, my cool temper, my straight head no longer even an option. My feet picked up off the ground. The lightening above us cracked, and the wind that I halted from before, I took my finger pointed out, and slowly drew my arm to point at the boy with the boom box and the forming crowd.

My eyes flashed as they were all blown away.

I knew I would pay dearly for this later. I brought my hands together above my head, drawing lightening to my fingers, I closed my eyes, the wind brought me to the fallen superhero. I placed them on Spiderman's chest, releasing small bursts of energy, surging through his veins.

The lightening in the sky was catastrophic, bolts colliding with one another, the thunder rumbling, without ceasing, thunder claps shook buildings.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. A slight wave of electricity flowing out of my body, not enough to cause pain, I had all of it directed on Spiderman.

"Storm STOP." I heard someone yell.

I wanted to, but I couldn't.

I felt Spiderman jolt. I put my head to his chest, trying to hear his heart.

He wasn't breathing. I needed Xavier. I needed a Doctor. We had nothing.

"I can force air into his lungs. But I don't know how much it will help."

I heard a police car swaying and when I looked up, my eyes wild with power, my hair disheveled, my winds causing a turbulent sky, the cars were fish tailing, and wrecklessly driving.

I just looked at the cars, I could feel my life energy, damaging me, quickly leaving me, as the wind took the police cars and sent them away.

Rogue, sat there. She was staring at her hands, the way she did when she couldn't believe the harm her skin caused her. I would make everything all right.

Wolverine clenched his fists. He kept telling me to stop, to stop the winds, I could no longer hear him. My soul was screaming.

My claustrophobia had me on a rampage. I wasn't thinking clearly. I had never lost control like this before.

Tilting his head gently, a swirl of mist and air clouded above him, slowly I concentrated it into him.

I saw his chest rise. There was nothing I could do, he had to do the rest himself.

ELEKTRA:

I dug the sai deeper, almost drawing blood. "By all that I know, I swear upon my soul that this sai will find itself lodged into you before you can pull the trigger.

My left hand pistoned out and before he knew what was going on, I had grabbed the other gun. I put it to his forehead. It was a horrible scene. My sai to his throat, a gun to my temple, my other hand had a gun placed to his forehead. "Tag." I sneered.

"I'm not stupid, Neither are you, are we to play a game of cat and mouse, and see who wins?" I purred.

"Who has the upper hand?"
 
Bullseye:

His eyes shifted upward to take in the site of the gun she held to his forehead. "You'll still lose, Electra, I've seen to that. I have c-4 planted all along this warehouse... Its wired to my pulse, if my pulse stops... Lets just say there will be a pretty little Electra shaped stain all over the far wall... Lower the fucking gun bitch." Bullseye said calmly as he nudged the barrel of his pistol against her temple again.
 
Joseph


"I can get us down ." They grab my hand and a feild appears around us. I hear somthing from Cables communcator somthing about going to the mansion. "I think to myself do i rember where that is. I do I remeber." We slowly float out the window and head toward the Mansion.I look at Cable." I can get us to the Mansion. But once we get there I am done. I probably won't even be able to walk." Final we arrive at the mansion. But I could keep the feild up. The feild falls . We all start to drop. I get a second wind and stop us right before we hit the ground." Cable and Pylocke turn and look at the mansion. I fall to ground and pass out. They grab me and take me in.

Tag
Psylocke or Cable

[Edited by Jerahmeel on 04-03-2001 at 08:13 PM]
 
Professor Charles Xavier

Professor Xavier was transferred into a different wheelchair, then escorted into the Oval Office, where the President and a few of his advisors were waiting.

"Mr. President, thank you for taking the time to see me. I'm afraid I have grave news. I'm sure you are aware of the threat that Magneto poses to the entire world, with his mad call for a mutant uprising. What you may not be aware of is that a group of mutants, referring to themselves as the X-Men, have worked against his plans for years. I know the public feels that all mutants are a threat, but this group has put their collective lives on the line innumerable times, to protect that selfsame public from all sorts of threats."

Professor X paused a moment, to let his words carry all the more impact. "Unfortunately, Magneto has somehow managed to gain control of this group, arguably containing many of the most powerful mutants in the world. I, myself, have been recently threatened by their current leader, a mutant who goes by the codename Rogue, and ordered to keep myself out of this situation. I am, of course, well known for my positions on the necessity for harmonious human-mutant relations. The X-Men have been, at times, my good friends, but, at Magneto's hands, they have become the deadliest threat to face the world. Here is a CD, containing all of my files on them, their strengths, and their weaknesses. Please use this information to stop them... alive if you can."


The atmosphere in the Oval Office had become very quiet, as the officials absorbed this shocking news. The President cleared his throat, "Professah, Ah thank you foah bringing this to ouah attenshun. We'll be puttin top men on this here problem. Don't you worry 'bout it. Do you want Secret Service protectchun?"

Professor X shook his head, "No sir. I have a hiding place already picked out. Until this is over, I will remain there. Thank you, and good luck."

After being escorted from the White House, Professor X got in his specially equipped car, and drove away...
 
Cable

I let Psy and Joesph into the house as i scaned it for anybody inside. I found one mind, the mind of a good friend. I closed the door behind psy and looked over to her.
"Move him to the infarmy, Psylocke, someone else is here and I need him to be very calm. Unless you want to deal with him?"

Psy cracks a slight smile knowing who i am talking about, I move towards the study where he is at. I open the doors "Ahh, Bishop. Welcome back"

Bishop looks back over his shoulder and smiles. "you have the worst sense of humor ever, Nate." I walked towards him "And yet, I'm still here." Bishop shakes his head "Where is everyone?" I sit in one of the chiars "Dealing with everyone favorite mutant." Bishop sits across from me "You mean Magneto, i take it?" I nod, just as Psy enters the room. Bishop excanges pleaserties with her.

I lean back and think about a few things.

Tag Bishop, Psy.
 
Deadpool

I stood on top of one of the buildings in the area of New York City, jumpinf from rooftop to rooftop, I kept following him. I wonder if he knows I'm here yet. I read the reports on him, watched the TV, net. everything on him, I know now. I see a couple of Mutants near by.

"This was going to be very fun."
I laughed to myself as i droped to the streets below.

"I'm back baby" I yelled around me. but everyone was gone.

Deadpool was back in New York City
 
Elektra

I laughed, my voice carrying its melody through the room.

"oh, didn't you miss me Bullseye?" I mocked. I saw a trickle of blood go painfully slow, trailing down his perfect neck.

Licking my lips, "either way, you die. That IS the point isn't it? " I knew neither of us would budge.


My piercing eyes drove into his. "hm....dilemma dilemma. You really should be nicer to me. After all, I do have you in a predicament. Bullseye, me? a BITCH? I was minding my own business. You can't win, you never will. " I taunted, my words rolling slowly off my sharp tounge. "your pulse will go on for about thirty seconds after my sia finds it's mark. I have been in worse situations. You, of all people should know that. "

We both knew the outcome, either someone did something, or we called a truce...the later of the two would never happen...."I want you to drop the gun....Now."



:)) ooc...Ravenloft...GReat job on the posts! and neale...LOL at the accent....)

[Edited by LAVA GODDESSS on 04-04-2001 at 05:51 PM]
 
Rogue

I look over to Storm as I pull on my glove again and then I slip Spiderman's on his own. "We have to get out of here," I said to her looking over my shoulder at the angry mob and police force gathering behind us,"Not that I dont think we could take them but I dont want any innocents hurt and I know no one else does either."

I watched the gentle rise and fall of Spiderman's chest and I knew we had to get him some help if he was going to keep that going. "The best place for us is Xmen headquarters and I think Jean should see to our friend's health. I can carry him but you are going to have to manage Wolvie." A look of concern crossed my face. "Are you sure you are strong enough?"

As I was waiting for her answer, I stooped to pick up Spiderman in my arms and held him there, looking at Storm to give the okay before taking off.
 
Ooc: I am sorry Lava, I just wanted to make you the hero, so I could pass out, and you carry me back to your seductive lair where we get to...
sorry, I sort of got off track there, back to the story.



Spiderman saw Rogue's face. It's deep majestic beauty imprinted itself on his mind, fastening itself to him. He saw it, each individual feature combing with the next to make a euphoria that was her face. In an instant he saw all of this.
Then everything went black.
He fell, at least he think he did. Part of his brain knew that he was still right beside the statue of liberty, but he was indeed falling. He looked around, nothing but darkness, darkness upon darkness. A sea of darkness, and he was drowning in it.
Spiderman tried to swim up to the surface, tried to do something, to fight the inevitable, but it was no use. Even he knew when to give up. His body lay limp on the floor.
"Wake up," Spiderman's eyes shot open. He looked around, the darkness seemed to fade in an instant. In it's place was a small table with two chairs. He was sitting in one of them. Ironic how death can be so subtle.
"You weren't thinking of leaving so early, were you?"
He looked around, all logic in his brain had since disappeared. In it's place was a sort of quiet contentness. He liked it, he liked it a lot.
Still he shook his head at the answer.
"I didn't think so." The voice came from nowhere, but then again it came from everywhere. He tried to pinpoint it, but no good. His spider sense didn't tell him anything either.
"Spiderman," Rogue... it was her voice. He was sure of it. To prove it, she appeared in front of him, on the other side of the table. She smiled as she looked at him.
Spiderman felt a bit confused now.
"I understand you might feel a bit confused right now."
Spiderman blinker, did she just read his mind. He supposed if he had made her up in his conscience she could do just about anything. However, he wasn't exactly sure if he had made her up. This was real, he didn't know how, but it was.
"There's no time for explanations. Spiderman, there is much work to be done, for you and everyone. Don't let petty differences come between you and reaching the goal. Many friendships will be tested, but you can do it, if you stick together."
His mind was a blank, what could any person honestly say to that. He tried to fain a weak smile, but it came out more like a grimace.
In a flash of light he was in the middle of a desert. He looked back, trying to see Rogue, if she was there with him, but she wasn't. Images flashed through his mind, he was in Rogue's bed room, watching as she kissed her first boyfriend. Shock fell through both their eyes as he began shaking uncontrollably. He saw he running, from her parents, from her life, from everything. He saw her with Charles Xavier, training, mastering, becoming what she was today. All of this by herself. She had friends, yes, but she was always truly alone. Spiderman looked back at the desert before him. His own life was a walk in the park compared to hers. She was so lonely.
Just as the images were so vivid in his mind, they faded. Not out of his mind completely, but simply in the back, a constant reminder of himself. Spiderman looked at the sky. The huge sun stared back at him. It wasn't yellow though, it was white. Pure white.
The way back.
Spiderman tried to use his webbing, but it was no use. It didn't help him at all. He wasn't sure how to get out of here.
He looked around. This was a dream state after all. IF he were dead, or if he were just dreaming whatever was here was still controlled by him. Spiderman let his legs leave the desert floor. He floated... no he flew, he actually flew by himself towards the light.
Then, there was blackness again.


Spiderman choked, coughed twice, and then breathed. He took in two, no three big gulps of air. Blessing life with each gulpful. He was alive, there was pain all over his body, and he couldn't stop thinking of his past life, and Rogue's, but even those sad memories combined with the beauty of life and praised him. He was alive.
"Anyone catch the number of that train?" he asked. He opened his eyes slowly, the brightness of the light was unbearable, but it would end in time. That which does not kill you makes you stronger.
He began laughing at that, laughing uncontrollably.
 
Rogue

I was startled by Spiderman's movements in my arms and I had to hold him tighter in order not to drop him. He begin to laugh, the kind of laugh that makes shivers go down your spine and it seemed like he would never stop.

"Hold still, Darlin'," I said to him, trying to break through whatever had gripped him,"I'm going to get you to somewhere where you can get fixed up. Just hang in there and let me do the drivin'."

Looking over at Storm, I said,"Your call, boss lady, but we have to make a move soon."
 
Mystique

People scattered as they saw the huge creature approach. As they fled pieces of buildings, twisted girders and small cars fell where they had been moments before. A roar echoed through the streets and, should anyone pause long enough to hear it, they would swear the creature was yelling,"It's clobberin' time!"

Those who were close enough to the creature and had been fortunate to live, ran through the streets screaming in terror. All around the streets you could hear the word passed down from person to person. "The Thing has gone bezerk! Get out of the way! Run for your lives!"

Soon those statements were realized as a large, orange, hulking figure stepped into view and, with a roar, picked up a BMW and hauled it through a store window. Laughing at the fleeing people, he roared out to them. "Run! Run, you cowards! You want to fight mutants well lets see you take me on!" To emphasize his words, he ripped a lamppost out of the ground and, using it as a club, slammed it into a taxi cab and caused it to tumble end over end down the street.

Again he laughed as the people ran from the quickly deserted street, the laughter echoing in the trembling human's ears long after they were out of earshot.
 
Bullseye:

"There's one last thing you should know..." Bullseye said as he threw himself backward, away from the peircing sai. She began to pull the trigger on his gun as he did so but it backfired, spraying her wrist with burning gun powder. He tucked and rolled away from her, stopping in a crouch, his gun leveled in his hand as it rested across his other arm. He aimed at her again, as blood trickled down his neck. "I rig my guns to fire only for ME!" He nodded toward the cell phone that lay next to her. "Make the fucking call..."
 
Elektra

"what are you going to kill me if I don't?" I said, laying on the floor. Grabbing my hand, not showing pain.

"I have already told you..." I gasped, "He will kill you, slowly, if you hurt me....right now, he will ahve your hide for touching me."

Tilting my head back, my chest thrust forward, exposing my neck..."go ahead...kill me....." I handed him the sai..."kill me in the cowardice manner you use....cold-blood."

Taking my sai, I pierced the cell phone. "Whoops, can't call now...."
 
storm

I saw Rogue put Spiderman down. I put my hand to his cheek, "you helped me in need, I was glad I could repay the favor."

"Logan, it is up to you whom you want to go with, either way it is going to be a long haul." The winds around us picked up speed, a tornado began to form.

"Spiderman, you are welcome to ride the wind..." I smiled. "Rogue, I believe it would be to a greater advantage for you to find the others. Logan could go with, but I need to get myself and spiderman back to the University. Time could be the essence of our survival."

Then, a bullet zipped by our heads. "we need to go NOW."
 
Bullseye:

"You stupid bitch!" Bullseye barked, losing his cool for a good solid moment. He took a deep breath. "Your no good to me dead... And there's no escape for you if I die... Its a stand off... Just give me what I want and this whole fiasco will come to an end... Why can't you understand that?" Bullseye went on as he walked outside of her reach from the cage. He pulled a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button. A glass shell formed over the cell. He pressed another button and his voice could be heard within the cell. "I think its time you took a nap..." He taunted as he let loose of that button and pressed a third. This time, small circular air vents opened up along the floor beneith Electra and began to pump some sort of gas into the cell.
 
Bishop

"Cable I wish Magneto was the reason I was here. Somthing happened today that can destroty all of our futures. I don't have any information on what it was but today was the day it all began. It is somthing alot larger than Magneto and Genosha. So I come to save your asses you again."

Tag
Cable Psylocke
 
Things began to move slowly for him now. He hadn't realized how slow everyhting was. Storm's hand took an eternity to reach his cheek, but then again it stayed there for an eternity as well. He had to be happy with those results. He had no time for half cocked fanasies though, he was dying. Or was he living?
He tried to move, and found it very difficult.
Either way, he wasn't in good shape. He couldn't stand on his own, that he knew for sure. Rogue had him in her arms. Rogue, had it just been a dream, or had part of her conscienceness slipped into him. Perhaps part of him had slipped into her too.
In on terryfying moment he thought maybe she knew... She knew about him. No, she couldn't have known. He closed his eyes, not believing it to be true. As if to answer his spider sense went off, very tiny but there. She did know.
Spiderman looked up at her. He knew her real name as well, but that didn't help here. Rogue didn't have a real job with a real life outside of the Xmen. He did, he needed Peter Parker. He would die if he had to stay a web slinging freak forever.
Although, he would get more sleep.
Spiderman shook his head. Not the best way to think at this moment. The world began flashing in and out again. He reached for Storm's whirlpool.
"I have always depended on the kindness of strangers," he said weakly. He didn't have time to discuss things with Rogue, but if she knew about him. They would have to talk later, a serious talk. For now though, he needed some serious medical attention.
 
OOC: Check-in time

Could everyone please post or email me, to let me know who is still interested? Thanks much! I'll post a new list of who's who in this thread as soon as I get the info, to help everyone remember (especially me!)
 
Bishop

"Cable Psylocke something happened today that has changed the future. I don't know what happened.But I know at the moment Magneto is the largest threat it is the Skrull.The Skrull are here I do not have much information about them . But i know someone that does and that is the Fantastic Four. We need to get in touch with them and find out as much as possible."
 
Wolverine

"Storm, I would love to accompany you but I need to get in on some of the action by finding the others. If you need anything though call me over the communicator." I say before turning to Rogue.

"Okay southern Belle, let's get the show on the road."
 
Rogue

I gave Storm a nod of understanding and then turn to put my arm around Wolverine. "Anythin' you say, darlin'," I say to him before lifting off and flying back to the UN.

As we approach, I can see the confusion and panic that grip the people. I had seen what false reports of we mutants could do to humans but never before had I seen the fear that I did right then. Something was not right. Just as that thought entered my head I saw an unforgettable sight.

Right there in all his glory was Ben Grimm...The Thing tearing up the street. But that was impossible! We had just left him back at the statue.

"I dont like the looks of this," I said to Logan, my voice edged with concern,"Either there are two Ben Grimm's or we are in trouble." I landed on the roof of a building near enough to see what was happening but away from the action so we could decide on a course of action for ourselves.

"Logan," I said to him once I had put him down,"When I connected with 'Magneto' he turned into an alien that I now know was a Skrull...which means trouble but this," I nodded my head towards The Thing that was tearing up the street,"Is as powerful as The Thing. Even in thier best shape changing they cant mimic the powers of who they have changed into. Just like Mystique can only change into the form." Which made me wonder how the hell the fake Magneto had had his powers but that would have to wait for later.

"Not that we can search for any answers now but we have to be careful. Either this is the real Thing and the one you came to the statue with is fake or else this is something other than a skrull." Looking over at him, I added,"So, you have a plan of attack?"
 
Wolverine

"Get me closer, and I will be able to tell. They might be able to change shape and powers, but they can't fake thier smell." I say.

But before We start towards him, the wind shifts and blows towards us. *Sniff* "That isn't Grimm, fly over him and drop me." I tell her as I extend my razor sharp claws.
 
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