Author's note: I don't own any of the marvel characters, they belong to marvel. The only characters I made up were the newest mutants. I know the chapters are short, i'm still working on lengthening them without mushing stuff together. It'll get better :-
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Remy LeBeau was a handsome guy, there was no doubt about that. He had a charming smile, and beautiful hair that made the girls swoon. He had a thick cajun accent that made most of the women he spoke to melt on the spot. He had talent for stealing women's hearts, and returning them as unbroken as he had received them. He had been able to win over every girl he had ever met, but the only one to ever win him over was the one he couldn't have.
Remy had only fallen in love truly once before. She was a beautiful woman, with auburn hair and emerald colored eyes that he could get lost in. Rogue had a fiery personality that was matched only by his own, and it was this that he loved most about her. She wasn't a lady in the true sense of the word. She was a God.
Her death had come as a real shock to him, for the sheer irony of it all was enough to make him want to laugh in disbelief. They had survived Apocalyptic mutants hell bent on taking over the world, crazed humans building robots to destroy all the "mutant scum" in the universe. So when they were in that car accident, he had no worries.
It never crossed his mind that she wasn't immortal, that even she could die from this type of disaster. But even he couldn't deny that there was no saving his beloved Rogue when he pulled her lifeless body from that mound of twisted metal. The agony that he was feeling nowhere near the escalation of emptiness in his heart.
So now he was left alone. His one true love was gone in his life, leaving him wandering through the country. He hadn't wanted to return to Xavier's, the memories were just too painful. Yet here he was, back in the mansion, with his face pressed against the cool window. He had lost the energy to argue with anybody, so when the Professor asked for his help with the newest wave of mutants he couldn't say no.
Still, it was no consolation to the pain that would never go away. His first assignment, overseeing dinner, was about to start. He had a feeling this alone was going to make the night a long one.
"Oh Roguey...if yo' could on'y see what became o' Remy..."
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Remy LeBeau was a handsome guy, there was no doubt about that. He had a charming smile, and beautiful hair that made the girls swoon. He had a thick cajun accent that made most of the women he spoke to melt on the spot. He had talent for stealing women's hearts, and returning them as unbroken as he had received them. He had been able to win over every girl he had ever met, but the only one to ever win him over was the one he couldn't have.
Remy had only fallen in love truly once before. She was a beautiful woman, with auburn hair and emerald colored eyes that he could get lost in. Rogue had a fiery personality that was matched only by his own, and it was this that he loved most about her. She wasn't a lady in the true sense of the word. She was a God.
Her death had come as a real shock to him, for the sheer irony of it all was enough to make him want to laugh in disbelief. They had survived Apocalyptic mutants hell bent on taking over the world, crazed humans building robots to destroy all the "mutant scum" in the universe. So when they were in that car accident, he had no worries.
It never crossed his mind that she wasn't immortal, that even she could die from this type of disaster. But even he couldn't deny that there was no saving his beloved Rogue when he pulled her lifeless body from that mound of twisted metal. The agony that he was feeling nowhere near the escalation of emptiness in his heart.
So now he was left alone. His one true love was gone in his life, leaving him wandering through the country. He hadn't wanted to return to Xavier's, the memories were just too painful. Yet here he was, back in the mansion, with his face pressed against the cool window. He had lost the energy to argue with anybody, so when the Professor asked for his help with the newest wave of mutants he couldn't say no.
Still, it was no consolation to the pain that would never go away. His first assignment, overseeing dinner, was about to start. He had a feeling this alone was going to make the night a long one.
"Oh Roguey...if yo' could on'y see what became o' Remy..."