An: I know I've alredy writren "Separetad siblings" but I thought back at it and I think it's kind of bad and I don't like the way I made Jessica, I mean come on she is Gambit's sister. The way she acted made her kind of wimpy and I do think that I could make her look more like her brother. So yeah this story will be very differnent from the original "Separetad siblings" it will have the same basis but it will be really different and you will really notice that Jessica will be alot different from how she was in the original story.
PS. I sadly don't own the X-men I only own Jessica.
14 years ago:
She opened the door to his room and entered the room. She was wearing a simple black sleeveless shirt, a black hoodie, blue jeans-shorts and a pair of black converse. She was wearing make up but not that much, just a little mascara and she had put her long curly auburn hair in a ponytail. In her hand she had a black backpack with some clothes.
She had been in his room lots of times but never without him knowing it or when he's asleep and especially not both at the same time. She just stood there for a little while to take a good look at the room since she probably wouldn't see it again. The blue walls with some posters of motorcycles and bikini models, the black closet that he never learned to close properly no matter how many times you told him to, his bed with blue sheets where he was now sleeping, the black bedside table with his black digital alarm clock and the window right next to the bedside table.
She walked over to the bedside table, leaved her note and then leaned over to him, removed a bit of his auburn hair from his ear and wispered in his ear "farewell mon frère".
She walked towards the window that they had used many times to sneak out but now she would sneak out alone through it for the last time. She was leaving to never return. She opened the window and climbed up on it and out, she quickly walked to the left and grabed the downpipes and easily slided down on them to the ground.
She landed without any problems at all. She turned around and tool a last look at the place she had called home during all of the 14 years she had lived. She had so many memories from this house, memories that made her not want to leave. Memories that almost made her walk back in again, but she couldn't do that. She turned around and started walking along the road out of town.
She didn't walk very long before she saw the two men standing by the black Lexus just as their deal said. The men was wearing black suits, white shirts, black ties, black fancy shoes and black sungalsses. Both men had a light tan, they were both very muscular, one of them had dark brown hair and the other one had blonde hair. She walkd over to the men and nodded at them, they nodded back. The man with dark brwon hair opened the door to the backseat of the car, she jumped in and the same man closes the door. She managed to get a short look of her red on black eyes in the rearview mirror before the two men jumped in to the front seat.
Her eyes are very unique, she and her borther are the only ones she knew with eyes like this. She looked just like a female verison of her brother who's 3 years older than her.
The blonde man sat at the wheel. He started the car and started driving away from the place she had called home her whole life. She left her old life behind her, she left New Orleans forever.
