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Note: This is more a wishing type plot line more then an actual thing that could happen. Be prepared for x man bashing and some just down right funkiness. It's also sort of what happens before that whack story I wrote about the talking cat and stuff. There might be some OOCness just cuz, well they haven't even spoken yet so how am I supposed to know their character.
"Hang on. Just hold up a sec. Lemme get dis strait- we be goin' ta trask's hide out," peter nodded his head, "and we be goin' ta rescue an x-geek," again peter nodded his head, "'cuz da X's demselves forgot ta get her?" asked remy. This seemed really dumb. They had fought this girl; no they had to save her because the x men were too lazy to do it? Insane.
"Yeah, wait on, red-eyes got a point," said john.
"Well, listen up now! She might be an enemy, but she's still a mutant. And according to metal-man the next test will be really bad. Hey remy, were you able to hack into the sevalence camera?" asked peter as he suddenly remembered.
"Oui" he handed over the tape. "The time frame you asked for, 10:30 ta 10:45, remy guess ta time of the escape for most of dem."
John popped in the tape.
"Ok, no ya got it wrong, that shows pride and phasing out Daniel's."
"And that shows Wagner portin' out dukes," said peter looking at remy, "why did you tape all this?"
"For back round. Watching it remy wondered where da other X's were," replied remy, "just watch."
"Storm getting hank."
"Storm getting' Logan."
"Hang on, where the hell be grey and summers?" asked john now noticing that the two leaders were missing. Surly they weren't left behind.
"There they are, walking up to rogues cell," said peter, "why is she still there, wouldn't they-"
"Holly cow!"
"Did I see that?"
"Yup, remy watched it about 5 times to make sure, here, lemmy rewind then you can see. The two of 'em walk up. Rogue looks up, Grey flicks her off. Grey and summers kiss. Rogue putts her head back down. Grey and summers walk away. Now I went ta dis camera. It shows da two of 'em meeting up wit' da others. Grey shrugged and walks off to what must be the jet."
Both peter and john gawked at the screen.
"Yeah, I know. Team togetherness, ha, Bec Mon Chu!" said remy.
"Ok," said john, "lets do this. And show that the X's are such losers that we have to save them."
They walked out the door.
Because I'm lazy and none too bright I will just skip to the boys being outside rogue's cell.
"Merd, is she ever in a bad way," said remy. Rogue was sprawled out on the tiles of the cell floor. She had one leg that looked twisted into a position that was NOT natural. The other leg looked as if it had 3 knees in it. She had scrapes all up and down her arms and face and most of them continued down her shirt.
"Ok, peter, you carry her. Remy did you open that door yet," remy nodded, "as we walk out remy takes the back, I take the front," said john as peter picked up the girl. She whimpered, from both pain and fear.
"Shhh. It'll be ok little one," whispered peter. She cringed and held still. +Damn, she kind of reminds me of Illyana+ he thought.
Several gards kept popping out of nowhere but they were no mach for balls of fiery inferno, nor a mach for exploding cards. Peter continued to shield her from all of the flying debris in his armored up form. He vaguely noticed that she was both crying and bleeding through her clothes and onto his armor.
"Hey, hurry it up down there!" yelled john from the outside.
"Comin'" shouted remy from behind peter as her threw 3 more charged cards at an oncoming group of armed gards. The place was going down. The shiny metal walls were half melted and everything else was already burnt.
The 4 of them made it out and all climbed into the van. It looked like a laundry truck, but it had double reinforce adimatem walls and more weapons then you could imagine.
John got in the front seat and gunned it. 0 to 80 in less then they could count.
"Why are we lettin' him drive?" asked remy as he grabbed some bandages and handed them to peter.
"He got there first," replied peter as they hit a sharp turn and caused all 3 of the mutants to slide into the wall.
"Uff, hey watch it! We got and injured back here!" yelled peter.
"Sorry!"
"Hey, hand me those bandages homme, lets rap her up or else she's gunna bleed dry," said remy.]
"Shit," said peter. The shear amount of cuts and gashes on the body they could see was just awful. Moving her had appeared to reopen many of them.
"Hey listen up! We're here." They pulled up along a very ritzy type hotel.
"Um, how are three boys gunna get a batter, bruised and barley conscious girl up to our room?" asked peter, "I mean they already think we are some kind of killers on the run, bringing a girl like this up would make them think-"
"No worries peter, remy'll get her up dere. Are you hurt?" he asked noticing the blood all over the shirt of his teammate.
Peter looked down and said "ain't mine, its hers."
Remy slung the girl over his shoulder and worked out exactly how he could get to the 19th story widow ledge, that led to their rooms, with out being seen.
He smiled to himself, this was going to be two easy. Rogue squirmed up against him, "wow, easy chere. You'll have ta wait a moment, once we get up dere you can rest and eat and heal." She moaned in pain and squirmed again. "An do dat again."
Hi um, this is gunna be a remy/rogue fic just cuz the couple is so cool. It won't have near any x men or BOM unless something weird happens. Illyana is Peter's little sister and he really loves her of ya didn't know. I don't have a damn clue about how to do Peter's accent, so if ya get so feed up of reading me do it wrong you can just tell me how to do it right. Sorry if I used an idea that somebody else used. I might be repeating a story I forgot I read. The effects of no sleep an my mind are really interesting. ::spaces out::
Note: This is more a wishing type plot line more then an actual thing that could happen. Be prepared for x man bashing and some just down right funkiness. It's also sort of what happens before that whack story I wrote about the talking cat and stuff. There might be some OOCness just cuz, well they haven't even spoken yet so how am I supposed to know their character.
"Hang on. Just hold up a sec. Lemme get dis strait- we be goin' ta trask's hide out," peter nodded his head, "and we be goin' ta rescue an x-geek," again peter nodded his head, "'cuz da X's demselves forgot ta get her?" asked remy. This seemed really dumb. They had fought this girl; no they had to save her because the x men were too lazy to do it? Insane.
"Yeah, wait on, red-eyes got a point," said john.
"Well, listen up now! She might be an enemy, but she's still a mutant. And according to metal-man the next test will be really bad. Hey remy, were you able to hack into the sevalence camera?" asked peter as he suddenly remembered.
"Oui" he handed over the tape. "The time frame you asked for, 10:30 ta 10:45, remy guess ta time of the escape for most of dem."
John popped in the tape.
"Ok, no ya got it wrong, that shows pride and phasing out Daniel's."
"And that shows Wagner portin' out dukes," said peter looking at remy, "why did you tape all this?"
"For back round. Watching it remy wondered where da other X's were," replied remy, "just watch."
"Storm getting hank."
"Storm getting' Logan."
"Hang on, where the hell be grey and summers?" asked john now noticing that the two leaders were missing. Surly they weren't left behind.
"There they are, walking up to rogues cell," said peter, "why is she still there, wouldn't they-"
"Holly cow!"
"Did I see that?"
"Yup, remy watched it about 5 times to make sure, here, lemmy rewind then you can see. The two of 'em walk up. Rogue looks up, Grey flicks her off. Grey and summers kiss. Rogue putts her head back down. Grey and summers walk away. Now I went ta dis camera. It shows da two of 'em meeting up wit' da others. Grey shrugged and walks off to what must be the jet."
Both peter and john gawked at the screen.
"Yeah, I know. Team togetherness, ha, Bec Mon Chu!" said remy.
"Ok," said john, "lets do this. And show that the X's are such losers that we have to save them."
They walked out the door.
Because I'm lazy and none too bright I will just skip to the boys being outside rogue's cell.
"Merd, is she ever in a bad way," said remy. Rogue was sprawled out on the tiles of the cell floor. She had one leg that looked twisted into a position that was NOT natural. The other leg looked as if it had 3 knees in it. She had scrapes all up and down her arms and face and most of them continued down her shirt.
"Ok, peter, you carry her. Remy did you open that door yet," remy nodded, "as we walk out remy takes the back, I take the front," said john as peter picked up the girl. She whimpered, from both pain and fear.
"Shhh. It'll be ok little one," whispered peter. She cringed and held still. +Damn, she kind of reminds me of Illyana+ he thought.
Several gards kept popping out of nowhere but they were no mach for balls of fiery inferno, nor a mach for exploding cards. Peter continued to shield her from all of the flying debris in his armored up form. He vaguely noticed that she was both crying and bleeding through her clothes and onto his armor.
"Hey, hurry it up down there!" yelled john from the outside.
"Comin'" shouted remy from behind peter as her threw 3 more charged cards at an oncoming group of armed gards. The place was going down. The shiny metal walls were half melted and everything else was already burnt.
The 4 of them made it out and all climbed into the van. It looked like a laundry truck, but it had double reinforce adimatem walls and more weapons then you could imagine.
John got in the front seat and gunned it. 0 to 80 in less then they could count.
"Why are we lettin' him drive?" asked remy as he grabbed some bandages and handed them to peter.
"He got there first," replied peter as they hit a sharp turn and caused all 3 of the mutants to slide into the wall.
"Uff, hey watch it! We got and injured back here!" yelled peter.
"Sorry!"
"Hey, hand me those bandages homme, lets rap her up or else she's gunna bleed dry," said remy.]
"Shit," said peter. The shear amount of cuts and gashes on the body they could see was just awful. Moving her had appeared to reopen many of them.
"Hey listen up! We're here." They pulled up along a very ritzy type hotel.
"Um, how are three boys gunna get a batter, bruised and barley conscious girl up to our room?" asked peter, "I mean they already think we are some kind of killers on the run, bringing a girl like this up would make them think-"
"No worries peter, remy'll get her up dere. Are you hurt?" he asked noticing the blood all over the shirt of his teammate.
Peter looked down and said "ain't mine, its hers."
Remy slung the girl over his shoulder and worked out exactly how he could get to the 19th story widow ledge, that led to their rooms, with out being seen.
He smiled to himself, this was going to be two easy. Rogue squirmed up against him, "wow, easy chere. You'll have ta wait a moment, once we get up dere you can rest and eat and heal." She moaned in pain and squirmed again. "An do dat again."
Hi um, this is gunna be a remy/rogue fic just cuz the couple is so cool. It won't have near any x men or BOM unless something weird happens. Illyana is Peter's little sister and he really loves her of ya didn't know. I don't have a damn clue about how to do Peter's accent, so if ya get so feed up of reading me do it wrong you can just tell me how to do it right. Sorry if I used an idea that somebody else used. I might be repeating a story I forgot I read. The effects of no sleep an my mind are really interesting. ::spaces out::