This is me, my name is belle, and I have officially got a hater! Yay I feel like crap now! Why do men always misunderstand things, and then blame the best friend for their crazy delusions? Hmm well getting cussed out by text message is defiantly not the best way to start a week but hey, I have a chapter to write. Ready set, GO!
"Well you're being oddly cryptic as you pull Remy through the New York airport by the sleeve of Remy's coat. May he ask why?"
"Remy we have got to break you of that stupid habit of yours. Why in the hell do you feel the need to narrate your life?" Evelyn hoisted her bag onto her shoulders and sauntered past the security checkpoint. Winking at the two Hispanic guards that looked over at her admiringly, she pulled out a pack of gum and gently unwrapped the paper cover. "It's kinda annoying."
"Guys please just trust me. If you need to know something, I'll tell you. If you don't than don't worry about it." Remy sighed and fought the urge to simply walk away. Being out of the loop didn't suite him at all. Being that one person who didn't know what was going on bites. In fact, the only thing keeping him from walking out was the emotions he kept reading from Marie. She was tired, nervous, terrified, anxious, and just a little hopeful at the same time.
"Bayville high school please." She sounded stressed. As the cab pulled away from the curb, Marie leaned her head back against the head rest of the seat. Her eyes closed and she took a few deep, calming breaths. Slowly, Remy felt her emotions mediate themselves and level out into an even pattern. Pain, sorrow, hope, regret, guilt, hesitation, doubt, and then hope again.
"Stop thinking about it so much girlie. Some things ya just gotta do." Evelyn snapped her gum and pushed a lock of golden hair back behind her ears, revealing double pierced ears, studded with emerald and black hoops.
"Thought you weren't going to read my mind."
"Hey I can't help it, you think loud. Tell Logan to stop being rude, it's only going to make things worse."
"Um….." Remy was confused beyond belief but with these two girls it was almost like that had come to be expected. In the four days he had known Marie, he had quickly found that she was the most cryptic, secretive girl on the face of the earth. Having Evelyn around only accentuated this secrecy, only now there were two people who knew. "Who's Logan?"
"Nobody swamp rat. Now hush up and let the girl get some rest. We're going to have a very long day today."
"Why are we having a long day?"
"You'll see…"
"Remy don't want to see he want to-Ouch what was that?" he winced as a sharp pain bolted through his mind. It was like getting hit with one of tantie Matti's wooden spoons again.
Shut up and let her sleep Remy. Jeez don't you feel how exhausted she is?
"Evelyn what the-" he winced again and the blonde shot him a look of pure annoyance.
You seem to forget that I'm a telepath gumbo. I suggest you shut up or I break your arm of and shove the jagged end down your throat.
"Fine." He rolled his eyes and looked out the window at the passing scenery. So this is where the entire mutant crisis thing started. He snorted and watched a young gang of teenage boys dressed in letterman jackets walk into an appliance store. Maybe when we leave I should give something a real good charge and blow it all to hell. That'd be nice.
The majority of the half-hour trip was spent in silence, Evelyn looking out the rearview mirror and Marie with her eyes closed, though he knew she wasn't asleep. The cab stopped outside a large, slightly intimidating building and Maries' eyes snapped open. Handing the cabbie their fare and climbing out the door, Remy walked around to the other side and opened the car door for the girls. Evelyn smirked and grabbed the backpacks out of the trunk while Remy took Maries gloved hand and helped her out.
Her face was pale as she surveyed the grounds for any movement. Taking a deep breath and adjusting her gloves so they were slightly higher on her wrists, she waited until the cab drove away and started forwards. Evelyn fell into step next to her and after a moment's hesitation, so did Remy.
"Um...Where are we going? We just paid that guy to drop us off there so why are we walking away?"
"Somewhere I don't want anyone else to know about, no more than already so." She led them through back roads, around buildings and after a while down a long narrow street a few miles from the school. The trees that lined the roads were still green and the grass sparkling from the last remnants of morning dew.
After a few more blocks, Marie stopped at the gates to what appeared to be a boarding school. The ivy that flowed up the stone gates added to the air of privilege and wealth surrounding the grounds. A small gleam caught his eye and he brushed away some strings of plants. The plaque reflected in the morning sun and looked as if it had just been polished. Xavier's school for gifted youngsters? What the hell? Marie touched the key pad on the side of the fence and after a moment, slid her glove off, pressing her hand to the palm scanner.
"Welcome, Rogue." The mechanical female voice droned out and the black gates swung open in towards an impressive mansion. The paved driveway was lined with trimmed grass and the fountain on the front lawn glimmered.
"What is this place?"
"Remy, Evelyn, welcome to mutant manor."
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The foyer was empty, which didn't surprise Marie at all. All the lights were off and the house cold, missing the usual heat of young people running through the halls. She had never seen the mansion empty before, not completely. There was always someone here, and the absence of life made it all the more eerie, adding to the dread she felt at being back here. Though nobody was home, she felt as if the very fact that she was there was causing trouble.
"We need to get down stairs, to the hangers."
"Hangers? What the hell kind of boarding school has hangers?"
"This one." She led them towards the elevators, and as she reached for the down button felt an odd sense of dread. What if they did take the black bird? Then what would they do? The doors closed and the elevator stared its decent. When the doors opened, and they stepped out, the hallway illuminated and the doors to the command center swished open. Forge had been here; she could smell the motor oil in the air and almost smiled. The black bird sat on the tarmac, gleaming in the fluorescent lights. The ramp was down and she started towards it.
"Wait a second Marie. Remy not going anywhere until he gets some answers damn it." He sounded angry. "Remy tired of being left out in the dark, either he gets filled in or he ain't going." Evelyn started to say something but Marie cut her off.
"No, we owe him an explanation." she took a deep breath.
We don't owe him anything stripes; you don't have to explain anything to this guy.
Hey Remy thinks he deserves an explanation, seeing as how he don't know what's going on.
Bub you're either along for the ride or you aren't
"Well, are you going to say anything or just stand there? Remy don't have all day."
Don't let him pressure you into anything Rogue; we don't need any more people knowing about the school.
Scott, he deserves an answer, the boy is clearly confused.
Thank you red, Remy needs to know what's going on if he gonna help out.
"Shut up all of you, please just leave me alone." Marie whispered to them. Focusing through the buzz, she looked at Remy and sighed.
"Well?" he asked
"Where do I start?"
"How about the beginning, that's usually a good place." Remy rolled his eyes, exasperated and Marie snorted.
"Well seeing as we don't have much time, I'll tell you the gist on the way." Quick as lightning, she grabbed his wrist and hauled him up the ramp, Evelyn closing it behind them. Remy sat down with wide eyes as the jet powered up, and yelped a little as they rocketed out of the hidden cavern underneath the school. After a few minutes, Marie pressed a few keys and made her way back to the passenger seats with the others, causing Remy's eyes to pop out of his head.
"Shouldn't you be flying this thing?" it was almost amusing how his voice rose a few octaves.
"Trust me it's safer if I don't."
"Marie perhaps you should start your story, give him something to take his mind off of this interesting little fear he has." Evelyn grinned, obviously planning on using his fear of planes in the future to her advantage.
"Well Remy, the story begins almost five years ago, in Caldecott county Mississippi…."
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"Wait a minute, you're telling Remy that there's this big, super old mutant trying to turn the world into mutants but a lot of them will die if we don't stop him?"
"That pretty much sums it up yah." Remy just stared at her, his mouth gaping open. If the situation was different, she would have laughed. But be things as they were, she was nervous. What if he didn't believe her? What if he wouldn't help? Or worse, what if he did.
Remy blinked after a few moments, then sighed. "Okay."
Now it was her turn to stare. "Okay? Just okay? That's it?"
"Well what else can Remy say petite? It's not like he has much of a choice in the matter. Try to stop this Apocalypse guy, or millions of people die. Remy's not that heartless."
"Oh…um...great." This she didn't plan for. She had expected a fight, some sort of huge confrontation. She would have understood that, but this pleasant understanding was weird. "Thanks."
"Remy has a family too Cheri and he don't want them hurt."
"So what's your family like gumbo?" Evelyn asked
"Well petite they're not like any other family that's for sure. "
"Why not? What's so special about them?" Marie giggled and Evelyn looked at her questioningly.
"It's not my right to tell." Marie answered the unspoken question. "Ask Remy." Evelyn looked at him expectantly and he sighed.
"My family…..collects things for a living. We're like dealers guess you could say. We acquire the merchandise and sell it to the highest bidder."
"So you're a thief?" she bluntly replied. Remy stared at her again, speechless. "I'm not an idiot. And it's all good. I think it's kinda cool actually." Marie laughed and reached back into a hidden compartment for a soda. Popping the top, she took a long sip and handed a can to each of the others.
"Well, now that we all know about me, what about you? What's your story?" Remy looked at Evelyn, who froze at his words, pain evident of her face, then nodded knowingly. "That bad?"
"My parents, their very religious. Me, not so much. When the mutant secret came out, they were horrified. They dragged me out to protests, FOH meetings, the whole nine yards. Every time they found out where another mutant was, they'd go sit outside their house with a whole bunch of other people, and harass the family. I felt horrible; the pain they put those people through was maddening.
The one that made me snap was a girl named Alexa Waddle. I knew her a little; she was in some of my classes at school. She had the ability to manipulate the molecules in the air around her, pull moisture from it. She was really nice actually, always making people laugh with random things. They tormented her for weeks, setting up tents in the street across from her home. She couldn't even leave the house, and they always had to keep the curtains pulled.
After three weeks of being cooped up inside, slowly going crazy, she cracked. Her parents had gone out the back way to get some groceries. When they came home, they found her with knife in her heart in her bedroom. And you know what my parents and all the other people did?" she looked up and met each of their eyes painfully. "They cheered. They sat there cheering as the family cried over her body." She shuddered.
"The stress of that caused my powers to manifest, quite dramatically. When my parents were talking at dinner that night, I started yelling at them about things they hadn't said out loud. For a long time, all they did was stare at me. Then my dad grabbed the knife we were using to cut the chicken and tried to stab me." Marie touched her arm gently and she stood, angrily pacing the length of the jet. "My mom tried to grab onto me but I got away and ran upstairs into my room. Needless to say I was terrified. They kept trying to get in but I pushed the dresser against my door. Then I just sat there, crying and shaking because I knew they were going to kill me. So I left, I just packed my backpack and climbed out onto the roof, slid down the gutter pipes and ran."
"What did you so after that?" Marie whispered, almost like she was afraid to ask. Evelyn smiled slightly.
"Not much, I met you guys like, a month later. Mostly just hid in alleys."
"I'm sorry Evelyn." Remy offered, knowing his words wouldn't make any difference at all but still trying to help.
"Not your fault gumbo, not like you had anything to do with it."
After that, they all just sat there, not talking often. Marie ended up asleep in the co-pilots chair, her feet dangling off the arm rest. Remy laid himself down on a row of chairs, pulling the arm rests up so that it formed a bench. Evelyn, fell asleep slumped into a corner, her knees cradling her head.
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Marie was getting aggravated. She stood with Erik and the professor at the edge of the sparkling lake watching victor argue with Scott and Remy. Her temper was slipping rapidly and the only thing keeping her from cutting someone was the professor's hand on her shoulder, instilling a needed sense of calm.
"Erik would you please do something about him?" she shrieked as victor lunged at Scott, Jean shoving him back with her telekinesis. "He's going to make things worse!"
"I wish I could my dear, but victor listens to no man. He is an animal. That's why I hired him, he is ruthless."
"Thanks for that." She drawled sarcastically. "He causes more trouble than a repeat offender. He probably is one in most states." The professor chuckled, then winced as Scott shot victor into a tree. The primitive man came up snarling and Marie decided she'd had enough. She shrugged out from under the professors' hand and stalked over to the tree line.
"She's going to make him mad." Magneto stated blandly.
"Yes I know." The professor sighed, wishing that he had more patience for the man. "I hope he goes easy on her."
Erik looked at Charles skeptically. "I hope she goes easy on him."
"Touché."
Marie was quite a sight when angry. Everyone knew it and sabertooth was no exception. When he saw her stalking towards him, like a lion after a gazelle, he paled only slightly but stood his ground. She cocked back a fist, and before he could dodge it, it rammed into his jaw, plowing him backwards into the forest again. She pounced and after a few more blows, he was down. Brushing off her clothes, she sauntered back to the shore, a slight gash in her arm the only evidence that she had even been in a fight in the first place.
"Marie darling you should probably get that checked." Erik smiled. Marie closed her eyes and the wound began to fade.
"There, taken care of. Happy-" she cut off when a high pitched ringing ran through her mind.
"Something is going on outside. You'd best go."
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"Marie wake up." the red lights flashing around the cabin were disorienting and distracting. Remy shaking her slightly didn't help either.
"What's going on?" Evelyn handed her a pack, though what was in it she couldn't have guessed. "Where are we?"
"We're here." Evelyn pointed outside and only then did Marie notice the helicopters a few yards away, the dark sand congregating around the running boards. "And so are they." Without another word, Marie slapped open the hatch and they ran out into the night.
Sorry it took so long to post this. I was grounded last week and this week I had tryouts for Sky Dancers. That's the drill team at my school. Is it just me or am I getting sloppy? I feel like I'm getting soppy. If anyone wants to "Edit" my chapter and send it to me in a PM I totally wouldn't mind. Lol I need to do something or I'll lose your interest. Okay so here are the reviews. *leafs through her notebook filled with ideas, random quotes and future chapters* ah here it is. *slaps it onto the table*
Rogueslove22: thank you so much I like where the story is headed but just need the writing skills to get there without losing everyone.
roguelover321: oh I plan to. Lol