Disclaimer: Not mine…
A/N: Very AU in terms of Rogue's personality and pairing, which of course will bring some changes to the X-Men storyline. By the way: "These" are lyrics. More comments at the end so…read on!
Blazing Glory:
Chapter One: No Rest For The Wicked:
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Sunset was fast approaching the state of Mississippi; the perfect time for all the ghouls to come out.
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"He who makes a beast out of himself..."
The distant sound of car engines were quickly drawing closer to a rarely used clearing near the town of Caldecott, the beautiful rolling hills and majestic trees lining the area seemed to slowly start vibrating.
"...Gets rid of the pain of being a man!"
With a mighty roar, a giant monster of a truck, with hard rock blasting through the speakers leapt from the other side of the hills. With a loud metallic thud, the truck landed on the clearing, followed quickly by an army of other wild vehicles.
Inside the monster's cabin, were two boys and a girl. They alternated between laughing and shouting, banging their heads against the music as one of the boys drove the truck to the middle of the clearing. As soon as the truck came to a rather violent stop, the girl, who was sitting closest to the passenger's door rolled down the window and clutching, the "Oh-shit! Bar" hauled herself up to the roof.
Leather boots went all the way up to her knees, and a large portion of the porcelain skin from her legs was shown, only stopped by a small denim skirt. A black tank top covered her torso, but didn't hide much of her cleavage. Righting herself with eased practice, she pulled back long, dark locks of hair from her face, showing off the brightest green eyes the world had seen.
"I'll make a beast out of myself!" she shouted along with the music, raising her arms into the sky and tilting her head back, feeling the sun's dying warmth on her face as the people from the other cars shouted their agreements at the top of their voices.
"Yeah!" she shouted after them, quickly jumping from the roof to the back, grabbing box after box of beer and throwing it into the awaiting hands of her friends.
Marie D'Ancanto was in no small way a good girl, and she loved it. At 15 years old, she rolled with the real bad boys in Caldecott, fitting in easily.
With music still blasting from the speakers, a bonfire was started before the sun disappeared completely. Food and drink appeared, and the real fun began. Some danced to the music; others retreated in pairs to the dark parts of the clearing. There was a corner where a couple of guys were taking turns to see who could shoot a target better, no one asking each other where exactly they got the firearms. And then there was the area that had been immediately set up, and attracted the most attention.
No uniforms, no helmets, no gloves, just pure balls and a near death wish was what was going on in the hastily prepared motor cross race track. The motorcycles revved their engines, easily competing with the music for dominance.
The moment Marie touched one of the bikes, bets immediately began going around. Another improvised race started, bringing attention from nearly everyone in the party. Marie pulled all the stunts, went through all the danger, easily beating everyone by a long shot. With a wild smile on her face, she reached the finish line, letting go of the handle bars to pump her fists in delight, before stopping with a slight swerve in front of the spectators, who quickly jumped away before they got a face full of mud.
A tall blonde boy, the same one who drove the monster truck, was next to her immediately, whooping and grabbing her by the waist and twirling her before letting her down. He kept her close even though she was half drenched in sweat and covered in dirt.
"That's my sexy Rogue," he whispered to her as she wrapped her arms around his waist, and he lowered his hands to her ass, giving a squeeze.
"Cody!" Marie squealed in mock offense, quickly giving in to laughter and pressing herself against her 17-year-old boyfriend, kissing him on the lips before pushing him back and making him stumble. She turned for a moment to collect her winnings from the audience, then turned back to grab his hand to lead him back towards the music. Passing by the makeshift shooting range, they stole someone's whiskey bottle before continuing on their way.
The rest of the night passed in a blur. There was dancing, and laughing, drinking and smoking. At some point Marie and Cody took turns in the shooting range, exploding the empty liquor bottles one after the other. Marie remembers laying on the ground and fighting with Cody because her real name was Rogue, only to smack his shoulder when he called her that, saying that her really real name was Marie, and as her boyfriend he should know better.
A fist fight broke out between some boy and Tyler—Cody's best friend and the other boy in the monster truck—signaling it was time to end the partying at four in the morning. After dropping off who Marie called "The Stupid Ass Tyler" at his home, the couple ended up in her house.
Marie had been orphaned at ten, leaving her with the only option of moving in with her Caldecott uncle who cared too much about his job to properly take care of her. At the moment, said uncle was out on a business trip, leaving the entire house to her.
They stumbled into the foyer, kissing each other with fervency, as if they hadn't touched all day. It took them longer than usual to go up the stairs, where the pair's actions varied from kissing and laughing, tripping, and taking off each other's clothes. They somehow reached the bathroom, falling into the tub and yelling out when the shower got accidentally turned on, spitting out freezing water.
Cody blindly turned the water hot as he kissed Marie, grinding his hips against hers as she linked her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
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Dawn was starting to peek out from between the trees in front of the house when it happened.
The neighbor's rooster began its horrible squawking; making the couple that had one way or another made it to a bed, jump up absolutely startled.
With a groan of pain, Cody scrunched his eyes away from the sunlight, digging further into his pillow. He felt Marie shift next to him, sliding one of her heavenly legs between his, making the blonde boy smile in spite of the massive headache he had. She moved closer to him, her naked breasts making contact with his back, her warmth a very welcomed feeling. For a few seconds, the moment was just perfect...
...Then the entire street heard Marie's hysterical screaming.
A/N: Alright!
The whole Cody calling Marie, "Rogue" will be explained next chapter.
The song being played out of Cody's monster truck was Bat Country from Avenged Sevenfold. The background music for when Rogue is racing on the bike is Black Betty from Spiderbait (I like to think it matches her at the moment :) ). If you want to see Rogue's boots please go to my profile.
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