Rogue BlackFire was considered one of the most dangerous criminals around Halloween town. She was known for hijacking cars and ships and robbing up to three banks. All in the same day. But when she's finally captured and brought into the police, instead of throwing her in jail.....
They recruit her into the AIM.
"STOP! THEIF!"
Rogue Blackfire ran the market, shoving people out of the way. She had been leading the police on for almost an hour.
She turned and ran through an alley way, and then she hit something hard, falling back. Someone dragged her up by the hood of her coat and shoved her up against the wall.
They cuffed her and escorted her down to the HT police station, shoving her into a small room. She tried to aparate but she couldn't. She clenched her fists but no energy came. She smiled wanely. They had bound the room. And sure enough she looked up at the space above the door and saw a small triangular marking.
Damn.
They had done their research. And she had always thought that people in that dinky little town had no smarts.....Well she would admit that they had gotten her. But not for long. The door opened and a very tall, very skinny skeleton man walked in and sat across from Rogue at the table. She knew who he was. He was Jack Skellington.
"So you're the shadow.'' He said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Obviously.''
He was the King of HT, and she knew that everyone was willing to kiss his ass on every subject. But she felt no respect for him, nor did she think that he even deserved it.
He opened the file he had brought in with him and rifled through it.
"Teleportation, Shadow manipulation, telepath, telekenesis, weather manipulation, and you have diamonds in your skin......Quite the slew of powers.'' Jack closed the files and looked at her. "Fascinating.''
Rogue shrugged. Jack smiled.
"Tell me.....Why rob banks? With your power you could much more.''
Rogue laughed scornfully. "Like what? Destroy the world?''
She had heard this speech before from various mafia bosses and crime extroirdinairs. But it was all bull. All of it.
Jack laughed softly. "No. More like fight for the right of good.''
Rogue stared at him. Nobody had even mentioned her name and the word 'good' in the same sentence. She wasn't even sure what that word even meant.
"I'll give you an option, Rogue.'' he said, leaning in slightly. "We could really use your powers on AIM. Its either jail for life......For fight with us.''
Rogue just stared. This was all way too weird. It just....Didn't fit. She robbed banks and did all this bad stuff (she had never *killed* anyone, but still....)
"Why?'' she asked. Jack shook his head.
"I can see you're a good kid. You've just.....Lost your way a little bit.''
"So what will it be?''
Rogue shrugged. "Where do i sign?''
As Jack lead her to the dormitories where the members of AIM slept and kept board, she remembered the promise she had made to herself a long time ago. She had made an oath to never revert to the good side.......And now she had broken it.
Jack opened the door to a room on the end of the hall, and Rogue went inside.
The windows were huge, overlooking the HT lake. The walls were a deep violet color. A gothic wardrobe sat in the corner and a vanity oposite on the other wall. It was like they had expected to catch her......
Rogue looked at him. "No strings?''
Jack shook his head. "But I DO want you to meet the others.''
Rogue felt her stomach drop. She had never really thought that she would have to meet the people who had worked so hard to bring her down......They'd hate her for sure.
She followed Jack out and down the hallway to what looked like a lobby and around another corner to what appeared to be the rec room. Five other people stood talking near the a bar. They looked up and fell silent as they all stared. And Rogue felt the heat of their glares. And the burn of their emotions.
"This is Rogue.'' Jack said, putting a firm hand on Rogues shoulder. "She'll be joining us from now on.''
They continued to stare. Two near the back of the bar exchanged scornful looks.
"You want us......To fight with that?'' A tall man nearest them said.
"Did I stutter, Michael?''
Michael glared down at Rogue. Rogue stared down at her boots. It was ok if they hated her. She had never expected any kindness from them anyway.
Jack turned and walked away, leaving Rogue in the midst of a group of people that wanted her dead.
"So.'' Michael said. Rogue saw his fingers grip his sword lightly. ''Rogue, huh?''
Rogue couldn't breath. Their emotions were heightened and it was making her panic. It was harder to control her powers if she paniced.....
"Don't expect us to be nice to you, Witch.'' A boy behind her said. "We're gonna make your life here hell.''
"Didn't expect it to be heaven.'' Rogue said. Michael shoved her out of the way as he passed. "Witch.'' he said.
They shuffled out, calling her insulting names as they went. But one stayed. A boy that looked no older than her sat at the bar and watched her intently. She frowned at him.
"What?''
He shrugged. "You're not really a bad person.''
"And you can tell by......?''
The boy shrugged, holding out his hand.
"Names Dartanyun.''
When Rogue didn't shake it, Dartanyun looked confused.
"Don't you know how to handshake?''
Rogue shrugged. "I can't.......I can't touch people.''
"Why not?''
His questions pissed her off. What was with this guy?
"I just can't.'' She held up her hands, each encased in a thick leather glove. "I've never been able to. People get hurt if I touch them....Like they get burned or something.''
Dartanyun pointed at her hands. "But your wearing gloves.''
Rogue was silent for a moment, picking at the buckle on her armband.
"Don't worry about Michael....He's just mad because when he called himself the 'best damn agent in the world' you came along and eluded the title.'' Dartanyun smiled.
Something twisted inside Rogues heart. What was this, this...
kindness that just floated around?
In the 6th demension, kindness was forbidden. You got by just by killing the man beside you and scheming......
Dartanyun stepped around her.
"Welcome to AIM.''
