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also don't own Avril Lavigne's songs, but I do like to sing them ^_^ Anyhow
on with the Story.
lyrics
~Telepathy~
'thoughts'
Let Go.
Chapter 1: I'm With You
I'm standing on a bridge I'm waiting in the dark. I thought that you'd be here by now...
Green eyes stared, just stared down passed the broken wood, beyond the clif edge, down lower and lower falling to rest on what appeared to be just rocks. Beyond the rocks was dark swirling waves, crashing churning, spraying the smell of salt into the air. A sigh escaped purple shaded lips," Ah'm sorry Momma...ah shouldn't have done that..." A single tear left the heavily make-up clad green eyes as a gloved finger wiped it quickly away.
Night had fallen, Rogue figured she should head back...no one knew where she was. Did they even care? A voice in her head seemed to say 'sure they do.' Her gaze swept down once more beyond the barriers," Ah..shoulda helped ya..now ah'm no betta than ya are." Another tear left her sorrowful, empty gaze. Empty, intruth the Southern Goth felt nothing...not since Apoclypse had done what he did. Drained her of all the pysches in her head, and Rogue felt like he had taken part of her too. Everything was a haze in her mind and all it seemed she could feel was hate, loneliness, and pain.
There's nothing but the rain No footsteps on the ground I'm listening, but there's no sound...
Above her a summer storm sounded it's presence. A loud crash of thunder. Rogue stiffen, then pulled her black trench coat around her form a little tighter,' Ah betta git. Bye Momma...ah'm so sorry..." More tears fell, mixing with the rain. Tears from Heaven, but why would Heaven cry for her or Mystique? They are both mutants, outcasts...maybe they were her tears, Raven's tears. Maybe she was dead," Ah killed'er..." A sob broke from the quivering lips and knees gave way to the ground," Ah...killed'er..ah'm a murderer..." Gloved hands became wet as more tears flowed now.
Isn't anyone trying to find me? Won't somebody come take me home? It's a damn cold night, trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new? I don't know who you are, but I'm with you.
In truth, or rather as far as she was concerned, Rogue has nobody but Rogue. Maybe this was all of her own doing, maybe not. A loner by choice...sure she didn't have to be, but it was indeed safer that way. No one likes loners, no one touches a goth. It's easier not to give a rat's ass when you make everyone else hate you. And now because of this...because of the betrayal by Mystique, the Southerner felt more alone then ever...it had pushed her over the edge, the Professor couldn't even get the girl to go to school anymore. Wolverine, or Mr Logan to the kids couldn't even presued her to come to training sessions. Her moods had become more raw, more angered she had even made Jamie Maddrox cry the other day at breakfast, just with a look. In short Rogue felt more like a bitch then ever now," Ah'm no betta than her."
I'm looking for a place. I'm searching for a face. Is anybody here I know? Cause nothing's going right, and everything's a mess and no one likes to be alone.
"Not veally Vogue." Kurt had been watching his half sister for a long time now," If you vere, then you vouldn't be here crying like this." The fuzzy blue Nightcrawler stepped forward, a hand resting now on Rogue's shoulder.
" How long ya been standin there?" The Mississipi accent became startled at the sound of the German accent," Ah didn't even smell ya damned brimstone smoke from portin'." Slowly she stood wiping the mud from her black pants.
" Long enough Vogue." Kurt slowly helped her to her feet," Long enough to know you veally care about our Mother." The blue face smiled sadly," I veally wish that we could have have helped her, maybe changed her you know."
The white and auburn head shook back and forth," Impossible Kurt, sorry but lepords neva change their spots."
He nodded sadly, but deep down the German Born Kurt Wagner wish that it wasn't like that," Vell, dinner's read and the Prof sent me out to find you." The three fingered hands held out for Rogue," Come on, I'll port us kay."
Sniffling Rogue shook her head again," Nah, ah'm not very hungry...maybe lata..ah need ta think alright."
It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new? I don't know who you are, but I'm with you.
Kurt nodded," Alright, but remember Vogue we're family...we can talk and stuff you know."
After the longest time Rogue smiled," Ah know an' thanks Kurt really ah appericate it." The emerald stare watched as the Elf teleported away leaving the stench of fire and brimstone in the damp air.
The combat footed steps took the Southern Goth around the Mansion's grounds and into Ororo's gardens. This was the one place Rogue came to think, it was always so tranquil, so beautiful and quiet and calm. Plopping down on a wooden bench which was located on a small orential styled bridge in the middle of the garden Rogue returned to her thoughts and thinking aloud," Maybe Ah oughta git outta here, run away..." Her thinking continued like this for several minutes, but soon it turnined into an arguement with one's self. Back and forth her head and heart argued the pros and cons, in the end it all just left her more confused then before.
Why is everything so confusing? Maybe I'm just out of my mind.
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Unknown to Rogue, inside the mansion someone was watching her. His name Remy LeBeau, his codename Gambit. He too was lost, for over a span of two years he had been Magneto's right hand man, and now his leader was gone...possibly dead. Kindly enough Professor Xavier had taken him and the other two Acolytes in. But he felt out of place here, but he soon began to notice he wasn't alone in that department," What's wrong wit' de Petite outside?"
The young and spunky Kitty Pryde aka Shadowcat looked up from her studying startled," Oh um...like Rogue's not been herself lately all that stuff that went down in the cave and whatever really got too her and then some stuff between her and Kurt." The freshman, so to be sophmore shrugged slightly," She like doesn't talk much anyhow, but now she hardly talks or does anything anymore...and she's gotten mean too."
"Dat so." Remy arched a brow, then turned back to the window," Poor Fille really been t'rough alot o'shit den huh?"
Again the innocent Kitty looked up brown eyes wide at the man at the window," Like yeah I guess, but I mean she doesn't like even keep a journal or anything like that. Just keeps to herself...and watch the lingo would ya the Professor doesn't even let Mr Logan swear."Kitty arched a brow herself," Like you where there...didn't you see what happened to her and stuff..like being controled by Mesmero and all that."
A smirk slipped across the Cajun's face a moment," So sorry Mon Amie" His tone full of mock," Remy jus' swear in french den d'accord?" Gambit nodded," Oui, Remy was dere, but dat chere she got one heck o'a kiss."
Kitty simply shrugged," Whatever, so long as like I can't understand it." And back to her studying she went, but at the sake of gossiping she once more bestowed the Cajun with her attention," She kissed you...like wow."
A sly smile took presence over his face," Yup. Dat she did...was a nice kiss too save for de after effects d'ough."
For a moment Kitty stared at the Cajun Charmer dumb-struck," Oh, so like what kinda kiss was it...did you feel fireworks, the whole big deal thing like in romance novels?"
Remy had to laugh," You a nosey Petite ain't ya?" He just shook his auburn head and left the room, however he paused at the door briefly," It was magic, sheer magic Amie." With that he winked at the young Miss Pryde and was out of her sight.
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By this time Rogue had slowly began her trek back inside the Mansion. She had no idea that the Acolytes had arrived yet, infact she didn't even know they were coming. Sure she had heard about the Professor offering them a chance to start over with the X-Men, but the Goth really didn't think they'd do it. Head down Rogue entered the Mansion through the kitchen trailing water on the tile as she bee-lined straight for the stairs and the room she shared with Kitty," Take a shower go ta bed...maybe git lucky an' die in mah sleep..." She mumbled, thinking aloud again.
" Die in your sleep? Now Chere why'd you wanna go an' do dat for?" Remy stood not far from the stairs, a lazy cigerrette hanging from his lips.
She paused, like a deer caught in headlights. Almost machincally she turned, staring him down," Whut in tha hell are ya doin' here Swamp Rat?" Demanded the southern tone.
Unfolding his arms, Gambit pushed off form his leaning position against the wall," Remy live 'ere now."
" Great. Jus' when ah figgered thins' couldn't any worse they up an' do." Rogue started up the stairs in a huff, a sneeze suddenly racking her body," Damnit."
" Whoa, Chere." In a seconds time he was at her side," You should have been out in de rain Rogue isn't it?"
"Yeah it's Rogue an' whut tha hell do ya care for anyhow?" She gave him the infamous death glare, which to her shock and surprize didn't even phase him.
" Well, for one Rogue and Remy team mates now, so loyality an' all dat shit." He smiled at her, his smile enough to make her want to melt(I know I would heh)," An' jus' maybe Dis Cajun like de River Rat."
Rogue's green orbs rolled," Ah bet." Was her answer at all of the above the smooth talker had just said," Ah gotta git ta bed alright."
" Sure t'ing Chere." With that Rogue found herself in the Cajun's arms and he began to walk up the stairs, all the while a nosey little brown haired girl watched from below smirking curiously.
'Oh this is going to be like so interesting' Kitty thought to herself smugly, then turned away and went back into the Library to finish her homework before she too would head for bed.
" Put me down!" Yelled Rogue disgustedly. 'How dare he...just who tha hell does he think he is!' She thought to herself in pure anger and frusteration.
" Non. You can barely walk Roguey, so Remy being de gentleman he is help de fair damsel o her room d'accord." His arms tighted around her slender form," Now quit your squirming."
Rogue stared at him, just stared...'How dare he!' She was speechless...this was rediculas...' He has no right!' She was fuming, her eye color seeming to darken with each passing second.
" Cat got your tongue Roguey?" Remy despite himself laughed, she was amusing 'She's so cute when she's mad' He thought to himself, which only stretched his grin wider across his face
"Don't call me Roguey ya damned Swamp Rat!" Finally she found her voice indeed still worked despite his having shut her up only seconds ago," Look there's mah room, ah can walk tha rest o'tha way really." A slender gloved hand launched itself towards his face to slap him.
" Let's play nice mon Chere." Remy grabbed her hand seconds before it would have connected with his face and allowed her feet to hit the ground," Alright den, but Remy get a goodnight kiss?"
Rogue had by this time wrestled herself out of his arms completely, at his words her free hand came up quickly and smacked him," There's yer goodnight kiss." With that Rogue moved to wrench herself from his grasp, only to have Gambit pull her close against him as she gasped.
" Dat wasn't very nice Chere." His tone husky, his breath warm against her face," Remy gunna hafta teach de belle some manners." Smirking, Remy snaked his free hand around Rogue's form and spat her on the behind then let her go," Night Roguey." The tall young man bow, blowing her a kiss then headed down the hallway.
"How...dare ya do that!" If she had something, Rogue would have thrown it at him. He made her so mad, he had tried to blow her hand off once and now...now he was hitting on her!?!? What was his problem...and. She stomped her foot in frusteration and went into her room slamming the door," Goodnight indeed."
It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new? I don't know who you are, but I'm with you.
I'm with you.
- Okay, there's the first chapter, hope you all like! Read and Reveiw please *begs* I'll try to update as soon as possible I promise!
lyrics
~Telepathy~
'thoughts'
Let Go.
Chapter 1: I'm With You
I'm standing on a bridge I'm waiting in the dark. I thought that you'd be here by now...
Green eyes stared, just stared down passed the broken wood, beyond the clif edge, down lower and lower falling to rest on what appeared to be just rocks. Beyond the rocks was dark swirling waves, crashing churning, spraying the smell of salt into the air. A sigh escaped purple shaded lips," Ah'm sorry Momma...ah shouldn't have done that..." A single tear left the heavily make-up clad green eyes as a gloved finger wiped it quickly away.
Night had fallen, Rogue figured she should head back...no one knew where she was. Did they even care? A voice in her head seemed to say 'sure they do.' Her gaze swept down once more beyond the barriers," Ah..shoulda helped ya..now ah'm no betta than ya are." Another tear left her sorrowful, empty gaze. Empty, intruth the Southern Goth felt nothing...not since Apoclypse had done what he did. Drained her of all the pysches in her head, and Rogue felt like he had taken part of her too. Everything was a haze in her mind and all it seemed she could feel was hate, loneliness, and pain.
There's nothing but the rain No footsteps on the ground I'm listening, but there's no sound...
Above her a summer storm sounded it's presence. A loud crash of thunder. Rogue stiffen, then pulled her black trench coat around her form a little tighter,' Ah betta git. Bye Momma...ah'm so sorry..." More tears fell, mixing with the rain. Tears from Heaven, but why would Heaven cry for her or Mystique? They are both mutants, outcasts...maybe they were her tears, Raven's tears. Maybe she was dead," Ah killed'er..." A sob broke from the quivering lips and knees gave way to the ground," Ah...killed'er..ah'm a murderer..." Gloved hands became wet as more tears flowed now.
Isn't anyone trying to find me? Won't somebody come take me home? It's a damn cold night, trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new? I don't know who you are, but I'm with you.
In truth, or rather as far as she was concerned, Rogue has nobody but Rogue. Maybe this was all of her own doing, maybe not. A loner by choice...sure she didn't have to be, but it was indeed safer that way. No one likes loners, no one touches a goth. It's easier not to give a rat's ass when you make everyone else hate you. And now because of this...because of the betrayal by Mystique, the Southerner felt more alone then ever...it had pushed her over the edge, the Professor couldn't even get the girl to go to school anymore. Wolverine, or Mr Logan to the kids couldn't even presued her to come to training sessions. Her moods had become more raw, more angered she had even made Jamie Maddrox cry the other day at breakfast, just with a look. In short Rogue felt more like a bitch then ever now," Ah'm no betta than her."
I'm looking for a place. I'm searching for a face. Is anybody here I know? Cause nothing's going right, and everything's a mess and no one likes to be alone.
"Not veally Vogue." Kurt had been watching his half sister for a long time now," If you vere, then you vouldn't be here crying like this." The fuzzy blue Nightcrawler stepped forward, a hand resting now on Rogue's shoulder.
" How long ya been standin there?" The Mississipi accent became startled at the sound of the German accent," Ah didn't even smell ya damned brimstone smoke from portin'." Slowly she stood wiping the mud from her black pants.
" Long enough Vogue." Kurt slowly helped her to her feet," Long enough to know you veally care about our Mother." The blue face smiled sadly," I veally wish that we could have have helped her, maybe changed her you know."
The white and auburn head shook back and forth," Impossible Kurt, sorry but lepords neva change their spots."
He nodded sadly, but deep down the German Born Kurt Wagner wish that it wasn't like that," Vell, dinner's read and the Prof sent me out to find you." The three fingered hands held out for Rogue," Come on, I'll port us kay."
Sniffling Rogue shook her head again," Nah, ah'm not very hungry...maybe lata..ah need ta think alright."
It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new? I don't know who you are, but I'm with you.
Kurt nodded," Alright, but remember Vogue we're family...we can talk and stuff you know."
After the longest time Rogue smiled," Ah know an' thanks Kurt really ah appericate it." The emerald stare watched as the Elf teleported away leaving the stench of fire and brimstone in the damp air.
The combat footed steps took the Southern Goth around the Mansion's grounds and into Ororo's gardens. This was the one place Rogue came to think, it was always so tranquil, so beautiful and quiet and calm. Plopping down on a wooden bench which was located on a small orential styled bridge in the middle of the garden Rogue returned to her thoughts and thinking aloud," Maybe Ah oughta git outta here, run away..." Her thinking continued like this for several minutes, but soon it turnined into an arguement with one's self. Back and forth her head and heart argued the pros and cons, in the end it all just left her more confused then before.
Why is everything so confusing? Maybe I'm just out of my mind.
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Unknown to Rogue, inside the mansion someone was watching her. His name Remy LeBeau, his codename Gambit. He too was lost, for over a span of two years he had been Magneto's right hand man, and now his leader was gone...possibly dead. Kindly enough Professor Xavier had taken him and the other two Acolytes in. But he felt out of place here, but he soon began to notice he wasn't alone in that department," What's wrong wit' de Petite outside?"
The young and spunky Kitty Pryde aka Shadowcat looked up from her studying startled," Oh um...like Rogue's not been herself lately all that stuff that went down in the cave and whatever really got too her and then some stuff between her and Kurt." The freshman, so to be sophmore shrugged slightly," She like doesn't talk much anyhow, but now she hardly talks or does anything anymore...and she's gotten mean too."
"Dat so." Remy arched a brow, then turned back to the window," Poor Fille really been t'rough alot o'shit den huh?"
Again the innocent Kitty looked up brown eyes wide at the man at the window," Like yeah I guess, but I mean she doesn't like even keep a journal or anything like that. Just keeps to herself...and watch the lingo would ya the Professor doesn't even let Mr Logan swear."Kitty arched a brow herself," Like you where there...didn't you see what happened to her and stuff..like being controled by Mesmero and all that."
A smirk slipped across the Cajun's face a moment," So sorry Mon Amie" His tone full of mock," Remy jus' swear in french den d'accord?" Gambit nodded," Oui, Remy was dere, but dat chere she got one heck o'a kiss."
Kitty simply shrugged," Whatever, so long as like I can't understand it." And back to her studying she went, but at the sake of gossiping she once more bestowed the Cajun with her attention," She kissed you...like wow."
A sly smile took presence over his face," Yup. Dat she did...was a nice kiss too save for de after effects d'ough."
For a moment Kitty stared at the Cajun Charmer dumb-struck," Oh, so like what kinda kiss was it...did you feel fireworks, the whole big deal thing like in romance novels?"
Remy had to laugh," You a nosey Petite ain't ya?" He just shook his auburn head and left the room, however he paused at the door briefly," It was magic, sheer magic Amie." With that he winked at the young Miss Pryde and was out of her sight.
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By this time Rogue had slowly began her trek back inside the Mansion. She had no idea that the Acolytes had arrived yet, infact she didn't even know they were coming. Sure she had heard about the Professor offering them a chance to start over with the X-Men, but the Goth really didn't think they'd do it. Head down Rogue entered the Mansion through the kitchen trailing water on the tile as she bee-lined straight for the stairs and the room she shared with Kitty," Take a shower go ta bed...maybe git lucky an' die in mah sleep..." She mumbled, thinking aloud again.
" Die in your sleep? Now Chere why'd you wanna go an' do dat for?" Remy stood not far from the stairs, a lazy cigerrette hanging from his lips.
She paused, like a deer caught in headlights. Almost machincally she turned, staring him down," Whut in tha hell are ya doin' here Swamp Rat?" Demanded the southern tone.
Unfolding his arms, Gambit pushed off form his leaning position against the wall," Remy live 'ere now."
" Great. Jus' when ah figgered thins' couldn't any worse they up an' do." Rogue started up the stairs in a huff, a sneeze suddenly racking her body," Damnit."
" Whoa, Chere." In a seconds time he was at her side," You should have been out in de rain Rogue isn't it?"
"Yeah it's Rogue an' whut tha hell do ya care for anyhow?" She gave him the infamous death glare, which to her shock and surprize didn't even phase him.
" Well, for one Rogue and Remy team mates now, so loyality an' all dat shit." He smiled at her, his smile enough to make her want to melt(I know I would heh)," An' jus' maybe Dis Cajun like de River Rat."
Rogue's green orbs rolled," Ah bet." Was her answer at all of the above the smooth talker had just said," Ah gotta git ta bed alright."
" Sure t'ing Chere." With that Rogue found herself in the Cajun's arms and he began to walk up the stairs, all the while a nosey little brown haired girl watched from below smirking curiously.
'Oh this is going to be like so interesting' Kitty thought to herself smugly, then turned away and went back into the Library to finish her homework before she too would head for bed.
" Put me down!" Yelled Rogue disgustedly. 'How dare he...just who tha hell does he think he is!' She thought to herself in pure anger and frusteration.
" Non. You can barely walk Roguey, so Remy being de gentleman he is help de fair damsel o her room d'accord." His arms tighted around her slender form," Now quit your squirming."
Rogue stared at him, just stared...'How dare he!' She was speechless...this was rediculas...' He has no right!' She was fuming, her eye color seeming to darken with each passing second.
" Cat got your tongue Roguey?" Remy despite himself laughed, she was amusing 'She's so cute when she's mad' He thought to himself, which only stretched his grin wider across his face
"Don't call me Roguey ya damned Swamp Rat!" Finally she found her voice indeed still worked despite his having shut her up only seconds ago," Look there's mah room, ah can walk tha rest o'tha way really." A slender gloved hand launched itself towards his face to slap him.
" Let's play nice mon Chere." Remy grabbed her hand seconds before it would have connected with his face and allowed her feet to hit the ground," Alright den, but Remy get a goodnight kiss?"
Rogue had by this time wrestled herself out of his arms completely, at his words her free hand came up quickly and smacked him," There's yer goodnight kiss." With that Rogue moved to wrench herself from his grasp, only to have Gambit pull her close against him as she gasped.
" Dat wasn't very nice Chere." His tone husky, his breath warm against her face," Remy gunna hafta teach de belle some manners." Smirking, Remy snaked his free hand around Rogue's form and spat her on the behind then let her go," Night Roguey." The tall young man bow, blowing her a kiss then headed down the hallway.
"How...dare ya do that!" If she had something, Rogue would have thrown it at him. He made her so mad, he had tried to blow her hand off once and now...now he was hitting on her!?!? What was his problem...and. She stomped her foot in frusteration and went into her room slamming the door," Goodnight indeed."
It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new? I don't know who you are, but I'm with you.
I'm with you.
- Okay, there's the first chapter, hope you all like! Read and Reveiw please *begs* I'll try to update as soon as possible I promise!