First, thanks you BlkDiamond for the review! Next, well…not much really. Getting closer and closer to the ending…but still has a few more chapters to go.
Jesus Luvs Everyone(me): well, dis chapta is short and sweet…well, not really de sweet part, but pretty short. This is were everythin' begins. On ta chapta 7!
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Laughter came from the kitchen as Remy drew closer and closer, pace smooth and lazily. A loose grin tug up on the corners of his mouth. Once he crossed through the kitchen doorway, he stooped a few feet inside and noticed the four women of the X-Men all laughing together. His arms moved and crossed over his chest. He wondered what they were chit-chatting about, since it seems that nothing was worrying them -mostly Desiree and Rouge- now.
A few days had passed since the incident in the battle simulator. Remy had stuck pretty close to his sister, though a few times she had told him nothing else had happened, and she had felt nothing wrong. Still, he was worried like any big brother would be. Rouge also kept an eye on Bella. Something seemed wrong, even to her.
He then smirked and asked, "What's goin' on, chere?" he asked, glancing to Rouge and Desiree. Both turned on their stools to face him, smiling a bit.
Rouge waved her hand, rolling her eyes playfully, and replied, "Oh nuthin', sugah. Don't worry 'bout it." Desiree, face still contorted into a large grin, nodded as well, bun on the back of her head bouncing with the motion.
"Yeah brotha. Just…some girl talk. Ain't nuthin' special…" the black-haired Cajun girl replied, earning her nods from the other three females at the table. Remy leaned against wall, eyeing them all. He didn't believe that it was 'nothing', but really, who was he to question them.
"Well then…" he began, noticing that Jean and Ororo chuckled slowly to themselves and sharing glances of amusement.
"Well then…" the other women in the replied, all snickering lightly. Remy pouted a bit. They were messing with him, and he didn't like that, though he knew they were just playing.
"Aww sugah…we're just talking about hitting the town for the day…" Rouge replying, smiling softly towards Remy and feeling maybe a little guilty -just a little-. Desiree nodded and chuckled a bit at her older brother's childish display. Sometimes, she wondered that maybe he wasn't as mature for his age.
A small cheeky grin cracked across his face when he was told the reason, and the brunette chuckled, "I see…well…hope ya girls have a good time…" He then waved as he left the kitchen doorway. A few 'byes' followed out.
At least they would have a good time, especially Desiree… he thought to himself, smiling mentally and physically. His younger sister really needed to be cheered up after the attack, and…maybe he might try to find some clues on this mystery.
Gambit did like a challenge.
He strolled through the halls, seemingly just walking about randomly and without a purpose. Okay, he was half doing that. Remy had already spent time watching TV, and the other X-Men were currently busy with whatever they had planned to do. Professor was at a meeting in Washington with Scott and Logan. Leaving Remy bored.
But, as he thought about it, maybe there was something to do. A challenge to be conquered.
The brunette and lanky Cajun was walking the halls of the bedrooms, not peeping, but trying to hear something about the odd occurrences that had been happening. Someone had to be talking…he hoped it would be Bella.
As he continued on but stopped in mid-stride when he felt an odd sensation pass over him as he had pass by a door. He placed his foot down and turned back to stare at the door. He chuckled to himself internally.
It was Bella's.
Maybe now he configure out some things, but…that sensation did make him wonder a bit, but he shrugged it off and agreed he would think on it later. Now, he was going to hear what was being said, as his ears had caught voices drifting out, even through the door.
He placed his ears up against the wood, trying to get a good listen. Snippets of words made it through.
'Girl…daughter…revenge…Bella…anger…powers….illusion…work faster…'
Remy listened along, growing concerned as the voice grew urgent and angrier. Then, it stopped. Well, both voices stopped. Then, one spoke, and it made his heart nearly stop.
'Listening in…'
The Cajun backed away as he door cracked opened, but soon, an invisible force pulled him into the room, door shutting close behind him. He landed face-down on the floor, groaning from where his head had hit the ground.
"Well, well…the little SNOOP is you…aww, it was so kind of you to try and ruin my plans…" said the all too innocently voice. Then she knelt down and yanked his head up by his head. Remy was now faced with Bella, grinning like a sadistic child.
"What…what are ya-" he muttered, wincing as his hair was being pulled. The Cajun tried to move from his spot on the floor, but he felt as he had been bound there, his limbs wouldn't budge.
She just grinned and opened her mouth to reply, but another voice cut her off, "Belle, enough. You have work to do…and this might prove into our plan nicely." Bella looked over to her mirror hanging on the wall and then nodded, letting go of Remy's hair.
Gambit's eyes widen when he heard the voice. It was Rêve's voice. His head then hit the ground once more, and he groaned.
"What are ya? Who are ya? Bella or…Belle? And why do you have Desiree's aunt in that mirror?" he muttered, head staring at the wall, not able to move it. There were two sets of chuckles, before one of them spoke. And it wasn't Bella…or Belle.
"All in good time…but you might help us."
Remy had the worst feeling arise in his stomach about that as he soon felt consciousness drift away into darkness.
It was around late afternoon when laughing was heard outside on the opposite side of the front door before it opened up to the four women carrying shopping bags. Jean shut it with her foot once she, who was the last one in, came through.
"I can't believe that it was going out of business…" said Jean, the others nodding along with her as they walked into the foyer.
"Yeah, but we did get good deals!" Rouge said, a few 'yeah's followed that. Then they split up, Desiree headed across the foyer, smile on her face, and headed upstairs to her room. The bags on her arms bounced along. She reached the top of the stairs and turned to head down the hallway.
Shopping really helped cleared her mind. She didn't feel the impending worry she had before. Everything felt good.
But it all changed once she reached her room.
She opened the door and walked in and over to her bed, placing the bags down on it. The black-hair-in-a-bun girl then noticed a tiny note resting on the sheets. Her eyebrow rose, wondering who had put it there. She picked it up and was assaulted with a dark image of a mirror shattering violently. The black-haired Cajun gasp, eye fluttering open and close. Then, shakily, she opened it, black-colored eyes scanning over its words. A gasp left her lips again, and the note soon fluttering to the ground as she had turned and raced out the room.
Once it hit the ground, the words 'Your brother is mine. Dream has all that she wants. Come and save him if you dare, Nightmare. I'll be waiting in the woods. ~Rêve' was written in red ink that had smeared in some places.
As Desiree raced down in the hallways and down the stairs to head outside and find her brother. She threw open the door, then shut it close, looking back one more time. As if it was the last time to see it. Then, once it was close, she ran to woods as the sun continued to set, hoping to save her brother from…no, it couldn't be. Reve was gone.
But, who wrote it and knew about this? It couldn't be…
Desiree hoped with all her might that it wasn't her as she ran over the grass and lawn and then through the trees.
Again…a very short chapter…sorry about that, but next one is where everything falls into place. Hope you'll stick around to see what happens!
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