~ I hope you enjoy, my friend and I (mere888) are also doing fanfcitions together. Look up her ace of the past (romy) fanfcitions if you x-men.
"Come on chere!" a man said a poker face on his face. He was tall with light stubble along his jaw. His auburn hair pulled tight to the nap of his neck. His baggy jumpsuit, hung off of him as he pulled along a woman.
"I can't go anymore Remy, go on without me" the woman yelled over the storm that was brewing.
"Don't say that chere, we are goanna get us out of here" Remy said, trying to keep a steady pace for the Mississippi auburn, her white streaks standing out like a light-house.
She also wore the same jumpsuit, but it seemed more fitted. Her stomach was more large, then a regular woman.
"I c-cant do this remy" silent tears fell from her eyes, mixing with the rain that was now falling.
"Of course you can chere; we got so many things to live for! And we ain't going back there!
"REMY—turning behind him, he silently cursed under his breath. Alarms were blazing, dogs barking, and the roar of military vehicles could be heard crunching there way through the woods. At breakneck speed.
"De be pulling out the heavy arms, aye chere?" remy laughed emptily, panting out of breath.
"I'm not in the mood remy, I just want out" the woman wheezed out, as a cocky grin came to the man's face.
"And there you go off stealing my heart" he said, and if he had the time. He would of placed a hand over his heart, and kiss her. But that could wait for later…if they survived.
"Just run" the two ran for what seemed like forever, till then tree line came to an end. It let out to a city, not really knowing where they were in Atlanta Georgia. They ran through the streets.
Stopping to survey his surroundings, remy hasn't seen anything like it before. Being in the facility for the devil knows how long, it was a change to see such tall building and street lamps. But they also seem viably familiar.
"Remy—
Alright Cherie" he slinked towards a locked door, right outside a restraint. A flash came to mind then—
"just p'ck the dang lock a' ready" said an older boy, a few years on his age.
Fine mon ami" a younger version of himself said, as he pulled out a p'ck and begun to pull out the springs.
Worth it none?" he said cockily, as the other boy rushed by.
He leaned towards the handle, looking around he found a twisted paperclip. Redesigning it he stuffed it in the key hole. And made circler motions, till he heard a click.
"After all dis time—an I still manage to impress myself" he said, pushing the woman inside, locking the door back behind them.
"Oh remy, ya think there goanna find us" the woman began to shake, clenching her hands out in front of herself.
"Course not Cherie, cause ole remy here goanna take care of ya" he brought her in tightly, as she held onto him tightly.
"I love ya remy—
"An I love you Anna Marie, Mon chere—
helicopters could be heard over head. Making them cling more tightly together. They spent how long, they don't know holding onto one another. Soon the sounds out side were just the storm.
"I think they gone chere?" remy said, walking towards the door only to be held back by anna Marie.
"Don't go remy t-the might still be out there"
"Come on chere, if they goanna find us de would've halve by now?"
"J-just be careful is all—
"You're tryin' to make me blush?" ain't you chere?
"Get going remy" Marie said, pushing him forwards. Half in fear. Half in concern.
"Sticking his head outside, he saw no men in blue. He motioned for Marie to come forwards.
"wher'e goanna need the necessities chere, maybe a kiss fer luck." The Cajun asked, leaning down for a kiss. Only for his mouth to be covered with Marie's bare hand.
"Ain't no kisses for ya here sugar" she said, passing him and walking casually down the street on full alert.
"you dem evil type' chere"
"Common sugar lets go shop'en. Now what you want?
"Always did want one of dem weed whackers."
"Shut up sugar"
"Act'lly now that I look, you looking fine tonight Cherie!"
"I'm pregnant, remember?" Marie said, over her shoulder. Making remy beam and disappointed all at the same time.
The facility was a military base of some kind. They took mutants off the street, and experimented on them. Remy doesn't know anything about what happened before he got there. His memories were completely erased same for Marie. The only thing they have to go by is there names and the words x-men?
"We be t'ief's non Cherie, you can go on an stole ole Remy's heart w'en ever. But then again, you a' ready did" remy said, coming to take Marie's hand in his.
"Hush Cajun" Marie said, rolling her eyes. For the first time in forever they were free, and she wanted to savor the taste for the rest of her life.
"D'nt go getting' mad at poor remy now, bad for the bebe" remy said, rubbing Marie's stomach.
"Well the baby likes it when I yell at ya sugar, so I do it—
"y're evil Cherie" remy said, removing his hand from her stomach. They never did have intercourse, they just transferred Remy's sperm into rogue. Making instant parents, along with trying to create the allotment weapon. But that didn't settle well with the southern belle or the raging Cajun.
So they ran, something they been planning for years. And now they w're free, as a man out of prison.
"W'ere we go from here sugar? Marie asked, staring up ahead as a map of the entire world spun on the late night television as they pasted by.
"I don' know, somewh'ere nice and hot. And you there and I'm all set" he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Let's start off at North Carolina, and work our way up" remy suggested, as they headed off into the night.
"Remy-
"Hum—
"Do you even know were where headed?
"let's stop for a map Cherie"
~nothing much, but I pulled through with a lot of help from the internet (angels singing) with the accents hope you like (look up mere888) EYE ON YOU FRANCE, and review.