AN: I know I've got other stories to finish and I'm a very bad person for not finishing them but really, where they really going anywhere? Whereas this story I promise to see through to the end! Its an AU and I think you can pretty much guess where the idea came from. Quentin Tarentino is a god!
Chapter 1- Revelations
"And she arrives"
"Ya were expectin' meh?"
"I got a phone call. Have a seat"
I sat.
He smiled.
"You look good"
"Ya mean fer someone who's been in a coma for a while"
"You're not still sore about that are you"
"Ah'm over it"
"Really?"
"Lets jus' say ah got the chance ta really let it out of ma system"
It was too cold, that was for damn sure. Suddenly leaving the coat in the car didn't seem like such a good idea after all. He smiled knowingly and began to take off his own jacket.
"Ah'm fahne"
"Sure you are"
He handed me the coat and I put it on. Cigarettes in the left pocket, box of matches in the right. And a knife in the inside pocket. Not that he needed it, he was giving me a chance. How nice. I try to remember a time when I used to put on a coat without worrying about its contents. 'ya look cold chereā¦'
Not now.
Cant think about that now. But I was always thinking about him, this is what this was all about; him. I was doing this for him. Oh there was the part of me that couldn't wait to see them all squirming at my feet, but in the end, it was all for him.
"Ya jus' gonna sit there smiling' or are ya gonna ask meh why ah'm here." I said leaning back in the chair crossing my arms. Letting him know that I'm not in the mood for a fight. I want answers first.
"Oh I know why you're here. I'm just wondering if you are here for the right reasons"
"Ah'll be the judge of that." I leaned forward, leaving myself open for an attack, "Ah don't need ya ta make my choices anymore"
He leaned closer and I stared into those grey eyes.
"I own you"
That struck a nerve.
Out came the knifes.
Mine was pitiful compared to the sleek samurai sword he held, but I wasn't going to pull out the big guns just yet. I'm a patient woman. Sort of.
"Ya own meh? Ya've never owned meh"
"You're not exactly in a position to argue." he said motioning towards the sword.
"Ya took ma life away, ah'm here ta take yers. End of story"
"Someone took my life along time ago. And as far as I can remember he paid for it." He's going for the jugular, "They told me," he was whispering now, "that he screamed for mercy. Begged like a little girl"
I couldn't move. Either way I was trapped. I lowered my knife. I had to focus on his movements, the sword, the area, that's what I was taught, I couldn't allow myself to listen to what he was saying. It still stung.
He laughed and stood up, sheathing the sword and moving round behind me.
"When are you going to learn Rogue. You'll never be able to leave me. You tried, and look what happened, look at how many people got hurt. You failed Rogue. This world that you imagined, this world where you could just 'fit in', it doesn't exist. You can exist only with us. With me"
"us?" I questioned grinning.
He knew. That's how he knew I was coming to find him. I had to go through a lot of people before I finally found where he had been hiding. It was his turn to be stung. He had lost a lot of people. He didn't care for them, love them, he simply found the loss of these people, annoying. Loosing people meant having to train new people.
"They can be replaced"
"Ya really don't care do ya?"
"The only person I have ever cared about, left. She betrayed my trust and her friends. She is the only person I have ever loved and she is the only person in the world who could match me. No Rogue, I can care, I care about you. That's why I did what I had to"
"Ya stole ma life!"
"You needed to see that this was the only life you could have Rogue. You are a killer. You can never be anything else, you were born to kill, you were made that way. You suck the soul from humanity. You were such a scared weak thing when I found you, you weren't aware of just how powerful you were, and I showed you a world of possibilities"
"Ya used meh." I said bitterly slipping my hand behind my back.
"I loved you"
"Ya brainwashed meh and used meh. I was at yer beck and call. Yer secret weapon"
"My best assassin"
"Yer whore! Or don't ya remember. 'Ah'm the only one that can touch ya Rogue' 'Rogue, ya can never have this with anyone else'. Ya used meh as yer killer and yer toy when ya got bored"
I stood up and faced him. He wouldn't even look at me.
"Look where you are now Rogue. How many, how many did it take for you to get here"
Now it was my turn to look away.
"Four." I said quietly.
"Four. Look at the path your on now Rogue. Look how strong its made you. I've lost four of my best fighters Rogue, but I would have traded them all in to have you. You've died and come back stronger"
"And now, I hold all the cards." I said pulling out the gun from behind my back.
I fired.
"Royale flush Erik. Ya lose."
ok ya'll what d'ya think. I know, not very good, but believe me the next chapters are going to be good. i know this becuase Remy will be in it, and everything he is in is good!
