THE ROGUE

Note: What did you guys think of the last chapter? I think I will keep going in Marie's/Rogue's point of view, as it gives you her thoughts and feeling, sound good? And anyway, I don't own the X-Men or Rogue would be going to be in the movie, Days of Future Past and Logan would love her. ENJOY

PS: When I use Remy I mean the one from X-Men Origins: Wolverine.

I stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself. I was nothing pretty, and I knew my skin was deadly. Yeah Carol had helped me control it and everything, but it didn't stop the fact that my skin could still turn on. I could still kill.

My eyes flicker down to my choice of clothing; jeans, black boots that went to about my knee, a t-shirt that was white and lacy at the top and my gloves of course. When I look up at my face, I can only see Rogue. There is no Marie there anymore, and I'm not sure if that scared me or pleased me.

"Roguey~!" that voice belonged to my best friend, Jubes. I turn and find that she opened the door and she actually giggled at me. "That push-up bra you're wearing is h-o-t,hot! I repeat, hot!"

Sometimes, I worry about her but who could stop her? "Thanks," I mutter sounding oddly like Logan. Damn what was that man doing to me? He was always nice enough in my mind and helped out with the voices but now, he was acting like one of them.

Jubilee gave me a look before she grabbed my hand. "Come on, party time!"

~ Do Ah even get a choice? ~

{Why should you? BITCH}

[You better get goin' bub, 'fore I beat cha.]

In my mind, I watched Wolverine take out his claws, warning Carol in a way. She sulked and went back to her closet. I was yet again, left alone with the Wolverine, who looked very powerful even within my mind.

I notice him staring at me.

~ What? ~

[You've changed.]

~ Heck yeah Ah have! Ah had ta! ~

The Wolverine shook his head as he brought in his claws again. Even after all this time, he was still as strong as when I first took him in. [What made you change to this?]

I pause. ~ Seein' ya run from meh….knowing Ah could do nothin' ta help ya….lovin' ya hurt meh so badly Logan. It broke meh. It broke her. Ah aren' the Marie ya use ta know. Ah'm the Rogue. ~

He let a frown grace his face, and even then he still looked beautiful. I even told him I loved him. Or at least, Marie did. I'm the Rogue, and I can't be weak. [You love me?]

~ She did at least. ~

I spoke like Marie was actually a person. She was, once upon a time but I will never go back to that. I am the Rogue.

Logan growled. [What did you do to Marie!?]

~ Ah helped her when she didn' have anyone ta lean against. She has meh, the Rogue. She'll always have meh. ~

It was the truth, and that is when I came back to the living. Dammit, why did I have to get so lost in my thoughts!? When I look around myself, I find that I'm standing in front of a building— a bar actually— with my two friends Kitty and Jubes.

"Let's get this party started!" Jubes grinned widely, pulling us along and into the upbeat bar.

It wasn't something that was me, and I grumble. Hopefully, they had some good beer.

Kitty and Jubilee leave me at the bar, going to dance with cute guys our age. Me, myself always liked older men. They made better lovers.

"Why bonjour chere," I turn around and found a guy standing there, looking pretty handsome. He had a smile on his face, and he seemed to be checking me out. Damn. "Je m'appelle Remy." his voice sounded sweet.

"Ah'm Rogue," I reply as I get some good beer.

Remy took the sit beside me. "So brings un belle to a place like this?"

I glance at him and shrug. "Mah friends brought meh here because we have nothin' better ta do."

He chuckled. "Why don't you let ole Remy buy you a drink, oui?"

"Oui," I repeat him and he grinned widely.

"Now you got it, chere."

So that was how I met Remy.

A few drinks later….

I wasn't drunk yet, and I had Logan within my mind to thank. It was nice getting to know Remy, as he was a really cool guy. He spoke of times when mutants were hard to come by, and I wished I could be like that. He told me of his powers, and how he could do so much and I told him of my own. I told him of how I gained control of it, but still have troubles with it sometimes.

"Chere, vous est une belle," Remy told me, causing me to blush. Sure I knew nothing about French but it sounded nice coming from him. Was he flirting with me? I hoped so! "You are beautiful."

Awe! He called me beautiful!

"Merci," I blushed a little. Huh, must be the beer.

Remy flashed me a grin as he got himself another drink. Then, I got an image from someone within my mind… it was Remy! He was attacking with a deck of cards, trying to hide me or well the person in the memory. I was confused till I figured out who it was. Logan.

"Well chere, I must be getting off!" Remy said.

I grab his hand, causing him to stop and look at me with confusion. "Do…do you know a Logan?" I asked quietly.

"Oui," Remy said looking even more confused.

"Does….does he go by Wolverine sometimes— most times?" I asked.

He nodded, "Oui."

So my best friend knew Remy.

~ Ex best friend. ~ I reminded myself.

[I'll always be your best friend, Marie.]

~ Ah aren' Marie anymore! Ah am the Rogue! ~

My eyes stare at Remy before I look away. "You…you know him?"

"Remy did once, oui," Remy explained.

"What do you mean?"

"He lost his memory of Remy somehow when we were saving people and Remy guesses il est stupid for forgetting moi."

I couldn't believe I now had a small key to the past of the great Wolverine…..of Logan. I wanted to say something till I had another memory and it was of a woman. She was naked, sitting on my lap and I wanted to pull away as I could see everything. The memory was of Logan's, and then I got a name. Kayla Fox. Another key.

And that is when I blacked out in a bar.

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Up Next Rogue starts getting more and more memories, making her head hurt. She must find a way to get to Logan before his memories take over and take away everything that belongs to her. To Marie.