(A/N: Hay y'all......Alistor---my co-writer/muse, and Older Remy clone,
sugested that I write a new fic....so I started this one. Tell me what you
think.
~'~'~'~'~'~= After you see this litle thing...it means that the script changes between Rogue talking, and The Narator talking.................................on with the fic.)
Common misconception
Chapter one: The first mistake was to run.
It all started when ah snuck outa the institute. Ah was so board with stayin inside at a night time (time), that ah just had ta get out. Ah mean, stayin up till midnight with mah valley girl room mate is awsome when ahm in a happy mood and can deal with her 'likes' and 'totalys' all night. But that night was just too much. Kitty was aleep bah (by) nine PM, and Logan had done his rounds, checkin on everyone fer the first half of the night. He would check every night at nine, and 11pm, that we were all in our rooms, so ah had at least two hours to take a stroll and get back unscaved.
So, lahk ah planned, ah got outa bed, and changed into mah black jeans with the holes in the knee, and mah sneakers. Usually ah wear mah purple off-the- shoulder top with em, but ah couldn't fahnd it, and grabbed mah black tank top and green mesh shirt instead. It was a warm night so ah left mah trench coat in mah closet and climbed out onta mah balcony.
The air was warm and the moon was....bright ah guess, ah cayn't exactly remember... but ah climbed over mah balcony and snuck outa the institute, and ran down the road until ah was outa sight. Ah stopped at the carnival, ah planned ta meet mah friend, Alistor, there that night. So ah walked into the crowd, and thanked whoever was listnin to mah thoughts, that ah was all covered up. Ah knew from the second ah stepped outa the institute that someone was watchin' me, but ah pushed it asahd. 'cause ah was gettin paranoid allot lately.
Ah looked around fer ten minuets fer Alistor, but ah couldn't fahnd him anywhere, so ah guessed that he couldn't get passed Mystique. Yea, yea, he's a member of tha brotherhood, so what? Ah lahk him, and thats all that matters. Plus, he gets along with everyone els at the institute besides Scott, and breaks up all the mutant/human fights at school. Not to mention the amount of Brotherhood and X-men confrontations he's kept to a minimum. Now, back to tha story!
Ah walked around fer a why'll, and finally found him at the food stand. He's a compleat jackass when it comes ta food. So ah tapped him on the shoulder, and scared the crap outa him.
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"Hey jackass, did y'all forget about me again?" Rogue said with a smirk as Ali's shocked face brought back his smile.
"Heya kidda. Sorry, I got board of waiting so me and Teren came for a hot dog." Alistor smiled again.
Alistor was an 18 year old mutant boy, who got wrapped up in the brotherhood when he first started at Bayvill high. He had shoulder length, black hair, that hung loseley around his shoulders. His eyes were an intensely, bright, crystal blue, that glowed ever so slightly when he used his powers, which were to cover himself in a layer of protective crystal, and minipulate a white energy that swerls around him when he powers up. He had bronze skin, as if he had espanic relations, or spent a long time in the sun, and his body was well toned for an 18 year old.
Alistor was a skater, as in, he wore the pants that hung around his feet as if he were melting into the ground, and a shirt buttoned up to the abdomen, with a white vest type shirt underneath.
Teren was a human. She had, lower back length, died black hair, which she always wore in a bun, held with two gothic chopsticks. She was 17, like Rogue, and hung out with Kirts girlfriend, Amanda, so she was friends with most of the mutants at the school, and got pushed around allot by the preppy girls. She usually wore a pair of stiletto boots, under black, plether pants, and a black, leather halter top, beneath a hip-length leather jacket. She was a Goth, plain and simple. Her skin was pale, and she wore the same kind of make up as Rogue. She had blue eyes.
"Terens hear.... where is she?" Rogue ast, looking around, then smiled, seeing Teren kicking ass at the shooting game. "Hey Teren, come ova hear and say hi, ta me sugah!" Rogue shouted, smiling over to the girl who just won a stuffed devil bear.
Teren came over, juping slightly. "I won this." She said smogley, sticking her tong out at Rogue. She slipped her hand into Alistors and smiled at him, as he bit into a hot dog.
"So, what are we gonna do t'night? Remember, ah have ta me hack bah 11 and its almost 9:30 now." Rogue stated.
"Lets go.... cause some trouble." Ali said with a smirk.
They ran off and played havoc with the carnival, until 10:30 when Teren and Ali walked Rogue back to the road so as she could walk home, she said good night and started on her way.
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Yea, so ah walked back towards the institute, and almost had a damn heart attack when Ah found Logan stairin' at me from behind the gates. Damn, ah was busted. Ah stopped on the other side, ah guess ah thought he was gonna dice me up or somethin. He looked S-a-v-e-i-r-l-e-y pissed.
~'~'~'~'~'~
"Stipes." Logan growled, hostility in his voice. "Where. The. Hell. Have. You. Been!"
"......Ah...was.....uuuh"
"Out with that brotherhood fool? Yea, I can smell him. You've been drinking!" He yelled, sniffing the air.
Rogue jumped, and took the hint to get inside the gate.
"Only a little... it was just a perno and coke....one!"
"You! Are under age....Jesus stripes?! Are you stupid? Did they even walk you home?"
"Yea!" Rogue snapped at him, clenching her hands into fists. "They walked me to the road and watched until ah was almost at the gates!"
"They? You were with the rest of the brotherhood?" He growled.
"No!!! Ah was with mah friends! Damn it Logan! Ahm not a kid!"
"Yes you are. Your a kid that is under the protection of this institute......not to mention the fact that you are a mutant kid who has snuck out five times this week! Its too dangerous out there now!"
"You know what! Screw you Logan! And screw the institute, ahm done with it!" Rogue shouted, and stormed out of the gates.
"Rogue! Get back hear now! Its past 11pm!!! Where are ya gonna go stripes?!" Logan shouted as Rogue began to run down the road from the institute.
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Yea, ah ran, What an idiot huh? Well, ah had a pissed off wolverine on mah back, and ah felt so claustrophobic, lahk everyone was just tryin' ta tell me what to do, and control me! It wasn't fair.
Ah ran fer around ten minuets, and found mahself at the edge of the woods, at the edge of a cliff, looking ova the sea. Ah dropped down ta the floor and pulled mah knees ta mah chest, cryin inta mah arms. God ah felt lahk throwin mahself offa that cliff. 'Corse ah wouldn't have, 'cause thats just the easy way out. Ah guess depression is sent ta make life interesting or somethin' cause it always seems ta happen when your sick of everything els.
~'~'~'~'~
"Maybe Y' should take a break from dat place cherie." A voice came from behind Rogue. She spone around, wiping tears away from her eyes, frinding herself in the gaxe of two glowing red orbs. "Happy t' see M' non?" Remy LeBeau said with a cockeye grin.
Rogue stood up, glaring at him. "What are ya doin' hear swamp rat!?"
"Remy be checkin on his chere. Y' ain happy t' see Gambit p'tite?"
"No! Ahm not!..... go away now!" She hissed, stepping backwards as he advanced.
Gambit swooped in quickly, and wrapped his arm around Rogues thin waist, and pulled her towards him. "Y' don' wonna be doin dat mon cherie. Y' much prittyer wit y' face in une piece."
Rogue looked over her shoulder to find herself at the edge of a cliff. Her heart sped up, she didn't wan't to be a pancake. She suddenly felt the warmth of Gambit, and turned to find her body flush with his. She wriggled out of his grasp and pushed him away.
"Stay away from me!" She yelled and turned to run, but Gambit had grabbed her by the wrist. She struggled and kicked out at him, only to find herself on her stomach on the floor, with her arms held down behind her back. Gambit straddled her, and sat on her lower pack as she struggled to get free, with no result.
Gambit had one hand clasping her two hands behind her back, and the other hand pushing he side of her head to the floor. She closed her eyes and stopped squirming. Remy leaned down to her face, she felt suffocated, he smirked and wisperd some french to her. Then smirked again.
"Remy be needin' y'elp again chere." He moved back to his sitting position. "Y' goin' t'elp Remy dis time, or does he ave t' take y' by force agai p'tite?"
"Get....offa.....meh...ah, cayn;t....breath." She gasped out.
"Den' don' figh Remy when he lets y' up."
"Alright...ah wont." She said, then felt the weight lift from her back, and a force pull her to her feet. She smirked and fone her legs around, beneath Remys legs, knocking him to the ground. "Ah didn't promise swamp rat!" Rogue turned and began to run, only to find herself takled to the ground again. She was, forcefully, turned over, to face the angry, glaring eyes of the Cajun. he sat on her stomach, as he did on her back, and grabbed the collar of her shirt, bringing her to his face.
"Y' don' ave a choice chere." He growled. "Y' coming wit Gambit, and dat is de end o' it!" He snarled at her, there faces relatively close, as she flinched at his agressive behavior. Gambit released the grip on her shirt, and she fell back to the ground, her head making a thud on the ground.
"Ah don't wonna go with ya swamp rat....ah wonna go home, so let me go." She said, shakily, then flinched as he got in her face again, placing each hand either side of her ears. "Please." She wisperd, and gambits expression changed, looking at the scared teenager in front of him. He kissed her hairline, and her eyes snapped open.
"Remy sorry p'tite, but y' ave to come with him." Gambit stood up, and held his hand out to Rogue, who took it, and was pulled to face him.
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Oh mah god! Ah cayn't believe how he was actin'. Ah was scared shit less, anyone would be. Come on...a pissed off Cajun with tha power ta blow y'all up.... Ah was about ta run, when he pulled me back, wrapping his arm around mah waist, so as mah arms were trapped to mah side, and mah back was press up against his chest. Ah knew he was pullin somethin from his pocket, so ah screamed at the top of mah lungs, until a piece of cloth was put over mah nose and mouth. God that stuff smelled bad.....thats all ah thought as mah eyes rolled up in mah head and all a saw was darkness.
~'~'~'~'~'~= After you see this litle thing...it means that the script changes between Rogue talking, and The Narator talking.................................on with the fic.)
Common misconception
Chapter one: The first mistake was to run.
It all started when ah snuck outa the institute. Ah was so board with stayin inside at a night time (time), that ah just had ta get out. Ah mean, stayin up till midnight with mah valley girl room mate is awsome when ahm in a happy mood and can deal with her 'likes' and 'totalys' all night. But that night was just too much. Kitty was aleep bah (by) nine PM, and Logan had done his rounds, checkin on everyone fer the first half of the night. He would check every night at nine, and 11pm, that we were all in our rooms, so ah had at least two hours to take a stroll and get back unscaved.
So, lahk ah planned, ah got outa bed, and changed into mah black jeans with the holes in the knee, and mah sneakers. Usually ah wear mah purple off-the- shoulder top with em, but ah couldn't fahnd it, and grabbed mah black tank top and green mesh shirt instead. It was a warm night so ah left mah trench coat in mah closet and climbed out onta mah balcony.
The air was warm and the moon was....bright ah guess, ah cayn't exactly remember... but ah climbed over mah balcony and snuck outa the institute, and ran down the road until ah was outa sight. Ah stopped at the carnival, ah planned ta meet mah friend, Alistor, there that night. So ah walked into the crowd, and thanked whoever was listnin to mah thoughts, that ah was all covered up. Ah knew from the second ah stepped outa the institute that someone was watchin' me, but ah pushed it asahd. 'cause ah was gettin paranoid allot lately.
Ah looked around fer ten minuets fer Alistor, but ah couldn't fahnd him anywhere, so ah guessed that he couldn't get passed Mystique. Yea, yea, he's a member of tha brotherhood, so what? Ah lahk him, and thats all that matters. Plus, he gets along with everyone els at the institute besides Scott, and breaks up all the mutant/human fights at school. Not to mention the amount of Brotherhood and X-men confrontations he's kept to a minimum. Now, back to tha story!
Ah walked around fer a why'll, and finally found him at the food stand. He's a compleat jackass when it comes ta food. So ah tapped him on the shoulder, and scared the crap outa him.
~'~'~'~
"Hey jackass, did y'all forget about me again?" Rogue said with a smirk as Ali's shocked face brought back his smile.
"Heya kidda. Sorry, I got board of waiting so me and Teren came for a hot dog." Alistor smiled again.
Alistor was an 18 year old mutant boy, who got wrapped up in the brotherhood when he first started at Bayvill high. He had shoulder length, black hair, that hung loseley around his shoulders. His eyes were an intensely, bright, crystal blue, that glowed ever so slightly when he used his powers, which were to cover himself in a layer of protective crystal, and minipulate a white energy that swerls around him when he powers up. He had bronze skin, as if he had espanic relations, or spent a long time in the sun, and his body was well toned for an 18 year old.
Alistor was a skater, as in, he wore the pants that hung around his feet as if he were melting into the ground, and a shirt buttoned up to the abdomen, with a white vest type shirt underneath.
Teren was a human. She had, lower back length, died black hair, which she always wore in a bun, held with two gothic chopsticks. She was 17, like Rogue, and hung out with Kirts girlfriend, Amanda, so she was friends with most of the mutants at the school, and got pushed around allot by the preppy girls. She usually wore a pair of stiletto boots, under black, plether pants, and a black, leather halter top, beneath a hip-length leather jacket. She was a Goth, plain and simple. Her skin was pale, and she wore the same kind of make up as Rogue. She had blue eyes.
"Terens hear.... where is she?" Rogue ast, looking around, then smiled, seeing Teren kicking ass at the shooting game. "Hey Teren, come ova hear and say hi, ta me sugah!" Rogue shouted, smiling over to the girl who just won a stuffed devil bear.
Teren came over, juping slightly. "I won this." She said smogley, sticking her tong out at Rogue. She slipped her hand into Alistors and smiled at him, as he bit into a hot dog.
"So, what are we gonna do t'night? Remember, ah have ta me hack bah 11 and its almost 9:30 now." Rogue stated.
"Lets go.... cause some trouble." Ali said with a smirk.
They ran off and played havoc with the carnival, until 10:30 when Teren and Ali walked Rogue back to the road so as she could walk home, she said good night and started on her way.
~'~'~'~'~'~
Yea, so ah walked back towards the institute, and almost had a damn heart attack when Ah found Logan stairin' at me from behind the gates. Damn, ah was busted. Ah stopped on the other side, ah guess ah thought he was gonna dice me up or somethin. He looked S-a-v-e-i-r-l-e-y pissed.
~'~'~'~'~'~
"Stipes." Logan growled, hostility in his voice. "Where. The. Hell. Have. You. Been!"
"......Ah...was.....uuuh"
"Out with that brotherhood fool? Yea, I can smell him. You've been drinking!" He yelled, sniffing the air.
Rogue jumped, and took the hint to get inside the gate.
"Only a little... it was just a perno and coke....one!"
"You! Are under age....Jesus stripes?! Are you stupid? Did they even walk you home?"
"Yea!" Rogue snapped at him, clenching her hands into fists. "They walked me to the road and watched until ah was almost at the gates!"
"They? You were with the rest of the brotherhood?" He growled.
"No!!! Ah was with mah friends! Damn it Logan! Ahm not a kid!"
"Yes you are. Your a kid that is under the protection of this institute......not to mention the fact that you are a mutant kid who has snuck out five times this week! Its too dangerous out there now!"
"You know what! Screw you Logan! And screw the institute, ahm done with it!" Rogue shouted, and stormed out of the gates.
"Rogue! Get back hear now! Its past 11pm!!! Where are ya gonna go stripes?!" Logan shouted as Rogue began to run down the road from the institute.
~'~'~'~'~'~
Yea, ah ran, What an idiot huh? Well, ah had a pissed off wolverine on mah back, and ah felt so claustrophobic, lahk everyone was just tryin' ta tell me what to do, and control me! It wasn't fair.
Ah ran fer around ten minuets, and found mahself at the edge of the woods, at the edge of a cliff, looking ova the sea. Ah dropped down ta the floor and pulled mah knees ta mah chest, cryin inta mah arms. God ah felt lahk throwin mahself offa that cliff. 'Corse ah wouldn't have, 'cause thats just the easy way out. Ah guess depression is sent ta make life interesting or somethin' cause it always seems ta happen when your sick of everything els.
~'~'~'~'~
"Maybe Y' should take a break from dat place cherie." A voice came from behind Rogue. She spone around, wiping tears away from her eyes, frinding herself in the gaxe of two glowing red orbs. "Happy t' see M' non?" Remy LeBeau said with a cockeye grin.
Rogue stood up, glaring at him. "What are ya doin' hear swamp rat!?"
"Remy be checkin on his chere. Y' ain happy t' see Gambit p'tite?"
"No! Ahm not!..... go away now!" She hissed, stepping backwards as he advanced.
Gambit swooped in quickly, and wrapped his arm around Rogues thin waist, and pulled her towards him. "Y' don' wonna be doin dat mon cherie. Y' much prittyer wit y' face in une piece."
Rogue looked over her shoulder to find herself at the edge of a cliff. Her heart sped up, she didn't wan't to be a pancake. She suddenly felt the warmth of Gambit, and turned to find her body flush with his. She wriggled out of his grasp and pushed him away.
"Stay away from me!" She yelled and turned to run, but Gambit had grabbed her by the wrist. She struggled and kicked out at him, only to find herself on her stomach on the floor, with her arms held down behind her back. Gambit straddled her, and sat on her lower pack as she struggled to get free, with no result.
Gambit had one hand clasping her two hands behind her back, and the other hand pushing he side of her head to the floor. She closed her eyes and stopped squirming. Remy leaned down to her face, she felt suffocated, he smirked and wisperd some french to her. Then smirked again.
"Remy be needin' y'elp again chere." He moved back to his sitting position. "Y' goin' t'elp Remy dis time, or does he ave t' take y' by force agai p'tite?"
"Get....offa.....meh...ah, cayn;t....breath." She gasped out.
"Den' don' figh Remy when he lets y' up."
"Alright...ah wont." She said, then felt the weight lift from her back, and a force pull her to her feet. She smirked and fone her legs around, beneath Remys legs, knocking him to the ground. "Ah didn't promise swamp rat!" Rogue turned and began to run, only to find herself takled to the ground again. She was, forcefully, turned over, to face the angry, glaring eyes of the Cajun. he sat on her stomach, as he did on her back, and grabbed the collar of her shirt, bringing her to his face.
"Y' don' ave a choice chere." He growled. "Y' coming wit Gambit, and dat is de end o' it!" He snarled at her, there faces relatively close, as she flinched at his agressive behavior. Gambit released the grip on her shirt, and she fell back to the ground, her head making a thud on the ground.
"Ah don't wonna go with ya swamp rat....ah wonna go home, so let me go." She said, shakily, then flinched as he got in her face again, placing each hand either side of her ears. "Please." She wisperd, and gambits expression changed, looking at the scared teenager in front of him. He kissed her hairline, and her eyes snapped open.
"Remy sorry p'tite, but y' ave to come with him." Gambit stood up, and held his hand out to Rogue, who took it, and was pulled to face him.
~'~'~'~'~'~
Oh mah god! Ah cayn't believe how he was actin'. Ah was scared shit less, anyone would be. Come on...a pissed off Cajun with tha power ta blow y'all up.... Ah was about ta run, when he pulled me back, wrapping his arm around mah waist, so as mah arms were trapped to mah side, and mah back was press up against his chest. Ah knew he was pullin somethin from his pocket, so ah screamed at the top of mah lungs, until a piece of cloth was put over mah nose and mouth. God that stuff smelled bad.....thats all ah thought as mah eyes rolled up in mah head and all a saw was darkness.