Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story except for
Bella.
Notes: -Remy was never introduced as a villain or had had any contact with the X-Men before meeting Rogue -The extent I can write an accent goes to Ah for I. Please forgive this and any hopeless French I try to put in here. -Rogue is about 25 years old present time in this story.
Forgotten Destiny
The green eyed girl stared around widely as she tried to take everything in. Her white bangs whipped in front of her face as she looked for a way out of this nightmare. However, she turned stock still as one actually talked to her. "Why did you leave Rogue? Weren't we your family? Didn't you love us?" "I don't even know you!" Marie tried again and again to explain to the girl with the brown ponytail and the bangs in her face. 'Kitty' something in her brain said. She looked around at the angry and sad faces around her. This had to be a dream. 'That's it,' she thought, 'I'm dreaming again.' "We can't stop him without you. Everyone will die." This time it was a boy, 'Cyclopes.' But that couldn't be right. What a dumb name. "Whose him?" Once again she tried desperately to get some straight answers out of the group of people around her. As much as her legs told her to run, something deep in her heart told her to stick it out. That they honestly needed her. "Please find us child." Marie whipped her head around to face a kindly looking woman with snow-white hair. "We miss you" She then spoke without thinking, "Ah miss you too." "Help us Rogue," the blue one pleaded. "Ah'm the wrong person!" Marie half cried. "My name's Marie!" "Rogue." ******* "No! Marie!" "Marie. Hay Marie. Wake up!"
"Ahhh!" Marie shot up in bed like a bullet, only to have her shoulder collide with someone's fore head, hard.
Her husband Remy now had his head in his lap, using the sheets to muffle every single swear he knew in French. Momentarily forgetting what had caused him to have to wake her up in the first place, she leaned over to help.
"Ah'm sooo sorry." This wasn't very convincing seeing as how she was trying to hold back laughter at the same time. She bent down to try to comfort her husband, the king of her heart. Who knows what she did to deserve him She loved him more than any earthly thing and she would be with him till the day apocalypse came. She couldn't help but break into a real smile when he looked up at her. Those eyes were enough to hook her in for life.
"Dammit girl! Ah was only trying to help you out. Plus, hitting me was uncalled for, ah did remember that your name was Marie." He smiled sheepishly at his wife but it instantly disappeared when he saw she was hurt and almost crying. "What's wrong Chere?"
"I had the dream again. This time it was worst. They talked to me this time, telling me they needed me to come home and help them." Now she really started to cry. Remy pulled her into a hug. He hated seeing her like this. Sure making her mad was one of his favorite past times, but he was the only person allowed to piss her off, no exceptions. This hellish nightmare had been bothering her ever since him and his brother found her almost dead on the New Orland's streets 5 years ago. Once Rogue escaped from death's door, she was in one hell of a mood. *****
Remy had been sleeping in a chair by her hospital bed. This was a regular accurance. Some how he felt like he had to protect her. This always confused him. Thieves weren't widely known for their honor. This was probably just another thrill of the chase thing. He looked up and caught a glance of himself in a piece of medical equipment. Two red eyes glowed mischievously back at him. 'After all, how often does a demon have the chance to rescue an angel?' He was jolted from his thoughts at a painful grown. He leaned over the bed. Slowly she opened her eyes. "About time sleeping beauty." And then she hit him. Not just a shove to get him away, but a punch to remind him not to come back.
"Merde chere!" Remy had never been received this way by a girl before. Even so, he couldn't get mad. 'So, the fem is one of those fallen angels.' Remy would just remember that she packed a mean punch. Nothing he couldn't talk his way around.
"Where the hell am I?" She threw the covers back and got to her feet. However, her body hadn't moved in two weeks, so it had other plans. Rogue gained one feeble step before her knees buckled. Luckily, Remy was still were she had relocated him and was able to catch her. Their eyes locked. Remy smirked down at her.
"If you wanted me to hold you, all you had to do was ask."
To get their relationship back on the right foot, she hit him again.
While he was making sure his nose didn't start bleeding, she got back up on the bed. Once Remy was sure nothing was broken. He looked up at her to make a smart retort, but the thought left his lips when he saw her crying. "Hay Chere. You got a name to go with that punch."
"Don't you know?" A new wave of panic spread over her.
"Sorry I don't." She looked like she was going to cry all over again. "But does that really matter?" She looked at him like he was nuts. "I mean, we can just make one up." He said this like people just make up names for themselves everyday. She continued to just stare at him. "How about Bella, Chere?" She made a face.
"I'm way to old to be a Bella. And my name definitely isn't Chere either." Remy smiled at this. It was a good sign she was playing this game, even if she just made fun of each choice and him in the process.
"What about Angelica"
"Please, that sounds like a hooker's name" (Please don't be mad if this is your name. I just picked the first one that popped into my head)
"Sorry," he shrugged, making sure he didn't sound like he was. "I figured with the make-up you came in with the name would be most likely choice."
To hide the fact that she might start crying again she gave him a dirty look. She didn't really even remember what he was talking about. She just assumed that her application of cosmetics had been very extensive.
"Find then. How about Marie?" Rogue opened her mouth to put him down, something she was learning to love, but something stopped her.
"I guess that be ok."
"Great! Marie it is.Chere." *********
"Why do they keep asking me for help? How can I find them when I don't even know where home is?" "What the heck are you taking about Chere?" Remy asked her in mock confusion, " I thought home was where ever I was?" Then he gave her one of his killer smiles. "You don't want to hang with me any more?" Just when she was getting ready to comeback on that, there was a continuous hammering at the door. Remy rolled off the bed. "Ah'm coming, Ah'm coming" He opened the door to be plowed down by a hyper active ball of energy known as Bella. "Not again," he sighed as she made a beeline for their bed. He loved his daughter more than anything in the world, but when it came to sleeping arrangements, 3's a crowd.
"Why are you up this late sugar?" Marie also realized that the 4 year old sleeping in her bed was something she should really nip in the bud.
"I had a bad dream." "What Angel?" Remy asked as he started tickling her. "Did the boogie man get you?" "No." Bella replied in that cute way only people under 5 could. She then turned to her mom. "There where a bunch of people and they needed your help. They said your name was Rogue, but I knew you're Marie just like you did."
Remy and Marie just stared at each other. They both knew the terrible twos was a hard time, but it looked like four was going to be one hell of a ride. ******* New mutant detected. Residence: New Orlands. Age: 4. Name: Bella Gueniver Lebeau. Status: X-gene located.
End of Chapter One
Please Review! This is my first story so please no flames! I would love constructive criticism. Also if you have any ideas, I'll try to get some of them in. Please Review!
Notes: -Remy was never introduced as a villain or had had any contact with the X-Men before meeting Rogue -The extent I can write an accent goes to Ah for I. Please forgive this and any hopeless French I try to put in here. -Rogue is about 25 years old present time in this story.
Forgotten Destiny
The green eyed girl stared around widely as she tried to take everything in. Her white bangs whipped in front of her face as she looked for a way out of this nightmare. However, she turned stock still as one actually talked to her. "Why did you leave Rogue? Weren't we your family? Didn't you love us?" "I don't even know you!" Marie tried again and again to explain to the girl with the brown ponytail and the bangs in her face. 'Kitty' something in her brain said. She looked around at the angry and sad faces around her. This had to be a dream. 'That's it,' she thought, 'I'm dreaming again.' "We can't stop him without you. Everyone will die." This time it was a boy, 'Cyclopes.' But that couldn't be right. What a dumb name. "Whose him?" Once again she tried desperately to get some straight answers out of the group of people around her. As much as her legs told her to run, something deep in her heart told her to stick it out. That they honestly needed her. "Please find us child." Marie whipped her head around to face a kindly looking woman with snow-white hair. "We miss you" She then spoke without thinking, "Ah miss you too." "Help us Rogue," the blue one pleaded. "Ah'm the wrong person!" Marie half cried. "My name's Marie!" "Rogue." ******* "No! Marie!" "Marie. Hay Marie. Wake up!"
"Ahhh!" Marie shot up in bed like a bullet, only to have her shoulder collide with someone's fore head, hard.
Her husband Remy now had his head in his lap, using the sheets to muffle every single swear he knew in French. Momentarily forgetting what had caused him to have to wake her up in the first place, she leaned over to help.
"Ah'm sooo sorry." This wasn't very convincing seeing as how she was trying to hold back laughter at the same time. She bent down to try to comfort her husband, the king of her heart. Who knows what she did to deserve him She loved him more than any earthly thing and she would be with him till the day apocalypse came. She couldn't help but break into a real smile when he looked up at her. Those eyes were enough to hook her in for life.
"Dammit girl! Ah was only trying to help you out. Plus, hitting me was uncalled for, ah did remember that your name was Marie." He smiled sheepishly at his wife but it instantly disappeared when he saw she was hurt and almost crying. "What's wrong Chere?"
"I had the dream again. This time it was worst. They talked to me this time, telling me they needed me to come home and help them." Now she really started to cry. Remy pulled her into a hug. He hated seeing her like this. Sure making her mad was one of his favorite past times, but he was the only person allowed to piss her off, no exceptions. This hellish nightmare had been bothering her ever since him and his brother found her almost dead on the New Orland's streets 5 years ago. Once Rogue escaped from death's door, she was in one hell of a mood. *****
Remy had been sleeping in a chair by her hospital bed. This was a regular accurance. Some how he felt like he had to protect her. This always confused him. Thieves weren't widely known for their honor. This was probably just another thrill of the chase thing. He looked up and caught a glance of himself in a piece of medical equipment. Two red eyes glowed mischievously back at him. 'After all, how often does a demon have the chance to rescue an angel?' He was jolted from his thoughts at a painful grown. He leaned over the bed. Slowly she opened her eyes. "About time sleeping beauty." And then she hit him. Not just a shove to get him away, but a punch to remind him not to come back.
"Merde chere!" Remy had never been received this way by a girl before. Even so, he couldn't get mad. 'So, the fem is one of those fallen angels.' Remy would just remember that she packed a mean punch. Nothing he couldn't talk his way around.
"Where the hell am I?" She threw the covers back and got to her feet. However, her body hadn't moved in two weeks, so it had other plans. Rogue gained one feeble step before her knees buckled. Luckily, Remy was still were she had relocated him and was able to catch her. Their eyes locked. Remy smirked down at her.
"If you wanted me to hold you, all you had to do was ask."
To get their relationship back on the right foot, she hit him again.
While he was making sure his nose didn't start bleeding, she got back up on the bed. Once Remy was sure nothing was broken. He looked up at her to make a smart retort, but the thought left his lips when he saw her crying. "Hay Chere. You got a name to go with that punch."
"Don't you know?" A new wave of panic spread over her.
"Sorry I don't." She looked like she was going to cry all over again. "But does that really matter?" She looked at him like he was nuts. "I mean, we can just make one up." He said this like people just make up names for themselves everyday. She continued to just stare at him. "How about Bella, Chere?" She made a face.
"I'm way to old to be a Bella. And my name definitely isn't Chere either." Remy smiled at this. It was a good sign she was playing this game, even if she just made fun of each choice and him in the process.
"What about Angelica"
"Please, that sounds like a hooker's name" (Please don't be mad if this is your name. I just picked the first one that popped into my head)
"Sorry," he shrugged, making sure he didn't sound like he was. "I figured with the make-up you came in with the name would be most likely choice."
To hide the fact that she might start crying again she gave him a dirty look. She didn't really even remember what he was talking about. She just assumed that her application of cosmetics had been very extensive.
"Find then. How about Marie?" Rogue opened her mouth to put him down, something she was learning to love, but something stopped her.
"I guess that be ok."
"Great! Marie it is.Chere." *********
"Why do they keep asking me for help? How can I find them when I don't even know where home is?" "What the heck are you taking about Chere?" Remy asked her in mock confusion, " I thought home was where ever I was?" Then he gave her one of his killer smiles. "You don't want to hang with me any more?" Just when she was getting ready to comeback on that, there was a continuous hammering at the door. Remy rolled off the bed. "Ah'm coming, Ah'm coming" He opened the door to be plowed down by a hyper active ball of energy known as Bella. "Not again," he sighed as she made a beeline for their bed. He loved his daughter more than anything in the world, but when it came to sleeping arrangements, 3's a crowd.
"Why are you up this late sugar?" Marie also realized that the 4 year old sleeping in her bed was something she should really nip in the bud.
"I had a bad dream." "What Angel?" Remy asked as he started tickling her. "Did the boogie man get you?" "No." Bella replied in that cute way only people under 5 could. She then turned to her mom. "There where a bunch of people and they needed your help. They said your name was Rogue, but I knew you're Marie just like you did."
Remy and Marie just stared at each other. They both knew the terrible twos was a hard time, but it looked like four was going to be one hell of a ride. ******* New mutant detected. Residence: New Orlands. Age: 4. Name: Bella Gueniver Lebeau. Status: X-gene located.
End of Chapter One
Please Review! This is my first story so please no flames! I would love constructive criticism. Also if you have any ideas, I'll try to get some of them in. Please Review!
