Author Note: Hey this is my second fan fiction that I am putting into motion, and hopefully you guys like it
So here it is a ROMY fan fiction from yours truly.
The alley was dark, wet and cold as a figure was leant casually against the wall, the cherry of his cigarette being the only light to be seen.
The figure took in a final deep breath of the toxic fumes, and slowly let the stub to the ground fizzling out into a small puddle of murky water, and removed his dark sunglasses that hid his eyes.
These sunglasses held a purpose, with an added extra help with mystery for the ladies, he hid his eyes from the world.
Or more from, specifically, mutant haters.
His red orbs gazed up at a building that was across the road from the alleys exit, surveying the area, he was on watch. He had a job to do.
He let a cocky smirk slip through his calm facade as he backed of deeper into the shadows of the alley. This was his third night of observation and he was ready.
He had everything he needed, maps, security weak spots and more useful parts of information that would eventually lead to his success.
He was Remy LeBeau, Prince of Thieves and he was anything but thorough.
He grinned before taking off into the night, hoping to get some entertainment to last him the night.
Rogue sighed once again as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.
Her eyes traced her appearance from her two toned hair to her emerald eyes, enhanced by her smoky eye makeup, and perfectly full lips. She was ready for tonight's show, staring her as the main attraction. But instead of feeling the nerves that should have been coursing through her body she stared at her reflection, thinking of her past, and how far she had come from being the scared 17 year old girl that fled the mansion, considered a safe haven for mutants like her, once the cure had returned.
It had been 3 years since then, now 20 years of age, Rogue was now in full control of her powers, but not yet of the others that were still imprinted in her mind along with all their psyches that had plagued her for all of those years.
Rogue took another deep breath and looked down at her hands as she slipped on some black silk gloves, still her trademark after the years.
She was now the singer of the club 'the main attraction' and a big hit in the city, so now was the time to get her act in gear she bent down to retrieve her black sparkling open toe high heels.
Just in time for a young girl to come sprinting into her dressing room, "Miss Rogue you're up in five"
"Hold your horses Sugah Ah'm nearly finished" Rogue smiled
The young girl smiled back timidly before answering, "Thanks Miss Rogue"
"Lead the way Hun" Rogue turned ushering the girl out of the room, before taking one glance back and closing the door.
Girls in corsets and stockings rushed everywhere as they made their way to the stage.
The girl stopped on the borderline of the stage as she turned back to Rogue.
"You look as gorgeous as usual Miss Rogue; you sure will break a few hearts"
Rogue glanced down at herself for the first time noticing the green bodice of the corset rimmed with black lace and black ties making it look simple but nicely fashioned. The corset then linked up to some suspenders making it into a one piece with some simple black stockings.
She looked back at the young girl and smirked "That's the whole point, Gabby"
Gabby winked at Rogue before turning to the rest of the scantily dressed girls,
"Come on girls places" Gabby ordered, "and remember… have fun!"
The girls smirked back devilishly before getting into position.
"Here we go" Rogue muttered
The red velvet curtains lifted as music filled the air.
Remy was struggling to find any good clubs in the town and was about to give up before he saw bright lights that looked something akin to what a club would look like. He smiled in victory before crossing the street and strutted up to the door, not bothering to look at the name of the club, he entered after paying his fee and walking past some frosted glass and into a dimly lit room.
There were tables and chairs everywhere and each and every one full.
Remy looked around the room before choosing to stay close to the bar rather than anywhere else.
For a club this place isn't very lively, he thought, looking around people were talking amongst themselves having a drink and listening to the jazz music that was playing softly in a corner next to the stage.
Remy frowned as he took a seat as the bartender made his way over.
"So, mate, what'll it be?"
Remy looked at the bartender giving him a smile before replying,
"Remy have bourbon on de rocks please mon ami, and keep dem comin'" handing the bartender a fifty before turning to the rest of the room, drink in hand, sitting on the stool leaning back against the bar.
Remy's gaze shifted to the stage immersed by a red curtain with steps leading down from the centre stage and from either side. He considered this for a moment before turning to the bartender.
"Hey mon ami, what the stage for?"
The bartender chuckled, "You have to be kidding me right? You're telling me that you paid to come in here without any knowledge of what goes on in this here club?"
Remy shrugged taking a sip from his drink.
The bartender continued to answer his question "Well you're in for a treat mate, this here is a Burlesque lounge, one of the best"
Remy choked on his drink at the words 'Burlesque lounge'.
"This be the least Remy be expectin' today" he spluttered, "must be Remy's lucky day"
"Must be," the bartender replied, "cause the shows about to start"
The bartender was about to turn away before he paused and turned back to Remy.
"Oh and mate?"
"Oui?"
"Look don't touch"
Remy felt like pouting, but contained himself, and saluted instead,
"Oui Monsieur"
Remy turned his attention back to the stage as the red velvet curtain slowly lifted up to reveal a few scantily clad women sitting on chairs in front of mirrors, as the music picked up and started to play.