Chapter 2
He did not want to hurt him but from the way he struggled he could tell that there was something incredibly wrong with the Cajun. Logan was concerned, the desperation in Remy's voice as he pleaded for him to let go was shocking and alarm ran through Logan's ademantiam lined body. There was only one reason for this unusual behaviour and it was Rogue!
'What have you done to her Gumbo!'
'Remy 'as done nothing Logan, she is in danger we must save her!'
But with that last sentence Remy broke down uncharacteristically into tears, the power of his vision or message was so strong that he couldn't help but fear the worst. Compassionately, well as compassionately as he could be, Logan bent down and picked him up and pinned him against the wall. Holding him there for a few seconds, letting him catch his breath. Logan then placed one of his hands on Remy's shoulders.
'Calm down Remy, now tell me from the start. What has happened and why are you in such a hurry?'
'Roguey, she went to the store, Remy is worried, she should be back by now something is wrong, we 'ave to find 'er NOW!'
'Ok Cajun we'll go now!'
Rogue was walking to the store, it was freezing cold, she wished she had a warmer jacket but she just didn't have the effort to find one before she got out. Her head was hurting a lot. She stumbled into the store doorway, this shocked her, she shouldn't be feeling like this. She had had many migraines before it was just part of being a teenager. She walked unsteadily to the kiosk and handed the money over to purchase Remy's cigarettes, sighing as she received them. She stumbled over to the door but slipped over and fell into a display stand. She lay there dazed for a second or two, the keeper came running up.
'Are you ok? That was a nasty fall look you've cut your leg let me help you.' He bent down and grabbing Rogues arm and pulling her up, he helped her into a chair and started to take a look at the slowly bleeding wound that was visible on her leg. He cut away delicately her fishnet tights but not as delicately as Rogue hoped and his warm skin made contact with her pale leg. She screamed and he went icy cold in his eyes.
'Don't touch meh! Please leave meh alone!' She pushed him off her and clambered to her feet, 'Ah'm so sorry' she said leaving the keeper in a dazed state.
She ran wearily out of the store and into the bitter frost of the morning. She was drained, the use of her powers had caused her to feel emotions and see the memories of the keeper, thankfully only what he had to get at the market that day, because of the short contact time only a split second. Still she felt drained as though she had just had 5 hours of Danger Room Training with Logan. She could feel the pain in her head, it was blinding like a white hot flame was burning in her head. She continued walking faster and faster knowing that she needed to get back to the mansion, she shouldn't have come out alone, she wasn't herself. She grew weak, and her legs buckled under her. She fell to the ground with a hard force on her arms, screaming in agony as she grazed all down her hands ripping through her simple black gloves she wore. It was numbing the ground underneath her, she tried to get up but could not discover the energy she needed, she just hoped that Remy would find her before it was too late.
'Please…Remy….Please come….' Her body lay still as the cold came in and nestled itself into her body. She would die soon, he was her only hope.
