Disclaimer- I don't own it. Tatyana is the only thing I truely own in this world sob. I don't want an angsty teen. Collapses onto Legolas I want to own you. Clears throat Anyway, if you recognize it ain't mine.
This is the fading age of a race known as man. The place is known as Westchester, New York but in the future it will be known as many other things including: Haven, Sanctuary and Eden. But that is the future and for now we must focus for a brief moment on this waning time of man. Xavier Institute more precisely. Here live the rebels. The protectors. The defenders of all. They are homosapien superior, soon to be the next age, or mutants (of you prefer a one word description). But most know them as the X-Men.
As you can imagine being the warriors for both human and mutant alike wouldn't leave you with much of a social life. Therefore, many romantic relationships formed within the group. For this mere second of history we will focus on what could be aptly described at the oddest pairing of all. Remy LeBeau, aka Gambit, a thief with enough southern charm oozing off of him that he could woo a nun out of her vow of chastity. Then there was the love of his life, Rogue, the Mississippi river rat. Though Rogue loved Gambit deeply she was cursed with never being able to touch him for fear of possibly killing him and having his consciousness running rampant in her head for the rest of her life.
The would fight and bicker then make up. They broke up then got back together. In one breath they proclaimed their love and in the next they hated each other. It was pure, true, untainted love. And, as it was stated earlier this was an odd pairing. Affection without caresses. Sweet words but no kisses. Love without consumation. But love doesn't come without tradgedy as all superheroes know too well.
A team of X-Men (Storm, Bishop, Sage, Beast, Psylocke, Thunderbird, Rogue and Gambit) have temporarily parted from Xavier's on a mission for Destiny's diaries. Journals that told of the future of mutants but more importantly of the X-Men. They were diverted from this mission in Madripor by an interdimensional monarch named Khan who was hellbent on conquering Earth as his own. Has it been mentioned that most interdimensional hopping monarchs who set their sights on Earth are evil.
Khan's minions kidnapped Gambit and amplified his powers to open a dimensional rift for Khan's soldiers to pass through into Earth. Along the way Khan decided to make off with an injured Storm in order to take the former weather goddess as his queen. Or, more appropriately as his concubine. One of his many concubines. Have we grasped how evil Khan is ?
It was as Gambit lay helpless, being drained of power and life, that Rogue found her lover. BUt she was not alone in her discovery. Vargas, a man also after Destiny's diaries, found them. Rogue had thrown herself on Gambit to try to disrupt the flow of power to save his life and was now trapped herself. Vargas took it upon himself to kill two birds with one stone. Vargas ran them through with his broadsword just as he had done to Psylocke only a few weeks earlier. Satisfied with his handiwork Vargas left.
That is how the rest of the X-Men found them. With Khan no longer a threat they had went insearch of missing commrades. How ironic it is that two people in love that could never touch should be killed in such an intimate manner. Their blood mingled together on the dirt floor. But, they were not yet dead though their hearts were pierced by the sword.
Rogue was prepared to exact revenge upon Vargas once the sword was pulled out. Against the X-Men's better wishes Rouge leaned in close to Gambit and whispered ",Listen up, Cajun. Ah won't be long. Meantime, don't you die on me, hear ? Ain't your time."
Gambit was weak. His power used up. Most of his blood shed on the ground. "Ain't your call t'make, chere."
"Don't sass me none, Gambit."
"Den you remember...ain't your time neither."
Rogue never claimed her revenge against Vargas. In the end Rogue realized that the diaries they fought so hard to find were in reality a trap. A plan devised to steer them into making the wrong choices. She was the master of her own fate. WIth her wounds still bleeding freely she walked away, leaving Vargas his life.
As Rogue was taken with Gambit and an injured Storm for medical attention her final hand was being delt. Rogue found that she could touch without doing harm. The doctors stuck her with needles and she felt it. Rogue saw Storm's spirit leave the building. Rogue promptly did the same.
Upon entering the astral plane Rogue was found by her fellow X-Man: Jean Grey. Jean assured Rogue that she would bring Storm back. Rogue now had a different mission. Bring Gambit back.
Rogue soon found Remy after a painful crash landing in the spirit realm. Gambit looked back to her ",Dat you Rogue ? Kept me waitin' chere. Bin expectin' you a long time gone. Thought maybe we'd travel on t'gether."
"Got that straight...only not the way you think ! You an' me, Gambit, we're goin' back."
"You got brass, Rogue. But its outta your hands."
Back in the real world....Wolverine (who had accompanied Jean, Beast and Nightcrawler to help) was trying to restrain Rogue as best he could. Her cries for Gambit were threatening to break his walls down.
"Don't turn your back on me, Cajun !"
"Look at the light, Rogue. Its so beautiful ! Its pure. Its home."
"Ah won't let you go," Rogue cried out, kissing Gambit with all of the love she had ever felt for him.
Gambit broke away from her ",Ahhhh, Rogue, don' talk foolish. Dis is my time."
"NO !"
"I'm at peace Rogue. Help me out on dis... I saved the world. Can you tink of a better way ta go ? You know I'm right."
"No ! I love you Remy."
"I love you too, Sweet."
"Ah won't let you go ! You don't run out on us so easy. You got no right to call us quits b'fore we've had a decent chance t'get started." Rogue grabbed Remy's hand, swinging him down away from the light. In the process she lost her grip. "Aw shit."
Remy landed back in his body but Rogue went into the light.
In the real world...Logan was shaking Rogue. He grabbed her face in his bare hands and began screaming at her ",Don't you run out on me girl ! Not like this, not without a fight. Our skin touches you take my healing power. Its automatic. You don't even have to be awake ! So take it Rogue. Take it all ! LIVE !"
Logan cradled Rogue in his arms. Tears threatened to spill over. "Nothing happened. Jean ! Rogue's power....its gone. I can't help her...she's on her own...she's dying !"
As Rogue faded Gambit's heart began to beat again.
New Orleans
Several Weeks Later....
Gambit shot up in bed. Sweat dripped down his face. His chest hurt. Tears ran down his cheeks. Remy thought he had heard Rogue laughing at him. A shifting on the mattress drew his attention. It was suddenly difficult for Remy to breathe. There sleeping peacefully and quite naked was Storm. Gambit closed his eyes tightly, muttering ",Merde, what the hell 'ave I done ?"
"Not you, sugah, me," a decidedly southern voices echoed in his head.
Remy now knew the price he would pay for Rogue saving his life. But at least they could be together forever.
This is the fading age of a race known as man. The place is known as Westchester, New York but in the future it will be known as many other things including: Haven, Sanctuary and Eden. But that is the future and for now we must focus for a brief moment on this waning time of man. Xavier Institute more precisely. Here live the rebels. The protectors. The defenders of all. They are homosapien superior, soon to be the next age, or mutants (of you prefer a one word description). But most know them as the X-Men.
As you can imagine being the warriors for both human and mutant alike wouldn't leave you with much of a social life. Therefore, many romantic relationships formed within the group. For this mere second of history we will focus on what could be aptly described at the oddest pairing of all. Remy LeBeau, aka Gambit, a thief with enough southern charm oozing off of him that he could woo a nun out of her vow of chastity. Then there was the love of his life, Rogue, the Mississippi river rat. Though Rogue loved Gambit deeply she was cursed with never being able to touch him for fear of possibly killing him and having his consciousness running rampant in her head for the rest of her life.
The would fight and bicker then make up. They broke up then got back together. In one breath they proclaimed their love and in the next they hated each other. It was pure, true, untainted love. And, as it was stated earlier this was an odd pairing. Affection without caresses. Sweet words but no kisses. Love without consumation. But love doesn't come without tradgedy as all superheroes know too well.
A team of X-Men (Storm, Bishop, Sage, Beast, Psylocke, Thunderbird, Rogue and Gambit) have temporarily parted from Xavier's on a mission for Destiny's diaries. Journals that told of the future of mutants but more importantly of the X-Men. They were diverted from this mission in Madripor by an interdimensional monarch named Khan who was hellbent on conquering Earth as his own. Has it been mentioned that most interdimensional hopping monarchs who set their sights on Earth are evil.
Khan's minions kidnapped Gambit and amplified his powers to open a dimensional rift for Khan's soldiers to pass through into Earth. Along the way Khan decided to make off with an injured Storm in order to take the former weather goddess as his queen. Or, more appropriately as his concubine. One of his many concubines. Have we grasped how evil Khan is ?
It was as Gambit lay helpless, being drained of power and life, that Rogue found her lover. BUt she was not alone in her discovery. Vargas, a man also after Destiny's diaries, found them. Rogue had thrown herself on Gambit to try to disrupt the flow of power to save his life and was now trapped herself. Vargas took it upon himself to kill two birds with one stone. Vargas ran them through with his broadsword just as he had done to Psylocke only a few weeks earlier. Satisfied with his handiwork Vargas left.
That is how the rest of the X-Men found them. With Khan no longer a threat they had went insearch of missing commrades. How ironic it is that two people in love that could never touch should be killed in such an intimate manner. Their blood mingled together on the dirt floor. But, they were not yet dead though their hearts were pierced by the sword.
Rogue was prepared to exact revenge upon Vargas once the sword was pulled out. Against the X-Men's better wishes Rouge leaned in close to Gambit and whispered ",Listen up, Cajun. Ah won't be long. Meantime, don't you die on me, hear ? Ain't your time."
Gambit was weak. His power used up. Most of his blood shed on the ground. "Ain't your call t'make, chere."
"Don't sass me none, Gambit."
"Den you remember...ain't your time neither."
Rogue never claimed her revenge against Vargas. In the end Rogue realized that the diaries they fought so hard to find were in reality a trap. A plan devised to steer them into making the wrong choices. She was the master of her own fate. WIth her wounds still bleeding freely she walked away, leaving Vargas his life.
As Rogue was taken with Gambit and an injured Storm for medical attention her final hand was being delt. Rogue found that she could touch without doing harm. The doctors stuck her with needles and she felt it. Rogue saw Storm's spirit leave the building. Rogue promptly did the same.
Upon entering the astral plane Rogue was found by her fellow X-Man: Jean Grey. Jean assured Rogue that she would bring Storm back. Rogue now had a different mission. Bring Gambit back.
Rogue soon found Remy after a painful crash landing in the spirit realm. Gambit looked back to her ",Dat you Rogue ? Kept me waitin' chere. Bin expectin' you a long time gone. Thought maybe we'd travel on t'gether."
"Got that straight...only not the way you think ! You an' me, Gambit, we're goin' back."
"You got brass, Rogue. But its outta your hands."
Back in the real world....Wolverine (who had accompanied Jean, Beast and Nightcrawler to help) was trying to restrain Rogue as best he could. Her cries for Gambit were threatening to break his walls down.
"Don't turn your back on me, Cajun !"
"Look at the light, Rogue. Its so beautiful ! Its pure. Its home."
"Ah won't let you go," Rogue cried out, kissing Gambit with all of the love she had ever felt for him.
Gambit broke away from her ",Ahhhh, Rogue, don' talk foolish. Dis is my time."
"NO !"
"I'm at peace Rogue. Help me out on dis... I saved the world. Can you tink of a better way ta go ? You know I'm right."
"No ! I love you Remy."
"I love you too, Sweet."
"Ah won't let you go ! You don't run out on us so easy. You got no right to call us quits b'fore we've had a decent chance t'get started." Rogue grabbed Remy's hand, swinging him down away from the light. In the process she lost her grip. "Aw shit."
Remy landed back in his body but Rogue went into the light.
In the real world...Logan was shaking Rogue. He grabbed her face in his bare hands and began screaming at her ",Don't you run out on me girl ! Not like this, not without a fight. Our skin touches you take my healing power. Its automatic. You don't even have to be awake ! So take it Rogue. Take it all ! LIVE !"
Logan cradled Rogue in his arms. Tears threatened to spill over. "Nothing happened. Jean ! Rogue's power....its gone. I can't help her...she's on her own...she's dying !"
As Rogue faded Gambit's heart began to beat again.
New Orleans
Several Weeks Later....
Gambit shot up in bed. Sweat dripped down his face. His chest hurt. Tears ran down his cheeks. Remy thought he had heard Rogue laughing at him. A shifting on the mattress drew his attention. It was suddenly difficult for Remy to breathe. There sleeping peacefully and quite naked was Storm. Gambit closed his eyes tightly, muttering ",Merde, what the hell 'ave I done ?"
"Not you, sugah, me," a decidedly southern voices echoed in his head.
Remy now knew the price he would pay for Rogue saving his life. But at least they could be together forever.