Just a few more chapters to go! I'd like to thank all of you for your reviews! They've kept me going! And I'm still sorta new to fanfiction.net so this is great for me! I've only had three others and I haven't really finished them but still, I'm so happy I wanna cry! **Wipes away the tears and hold an Oscar!** Thank you! Thank you! I'd like to thank my mom, my dad my-**Dodges fruit and vegetables** Hey! Well, then! I that's the way you feel I won't talk any more! **Loud applause.** Grrrrr... **Eye twitches***
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Alana poked her food. She thought back to her conversation with Faye Ma'at.
~~~Flashback~~~ (Wow, this has to be my 100th flashback! Don't worry, there should be any more!)
Faye Ma'at watched Alana as she grew angry.
"Wait?! How the hell you can ask me to wait! Things are going to hell and you ask me to wait?!" Faye Ma'at winced at her tone.
"Please, things must wait. Tonight, at midnight, you will know it all." Faye Ma'at stood up and hugged her. Alana froze. She didn't notice the small disc that Faye Ma'at slipped into her pocket.
~~~End Flashback~~~
"Is there something wrong Hawk?" Alana looked up at Blade across the table.
"Huh? Why do you say that?" Blade smiled at her weakly.
"You act like a kid with you mystery meat for the school cafeteria." Kitty shook her head when she heard this.
"No way, there is, like, no way that you act like that when you get the food!" Blade got an evil look in her eye.
"Your right. First, you have to stare at it for ten minutes to make sure it doesn't more." Bobby looked at Kurt and the two joined in.
"Yeah, then you have to push some off your plate to make sure it doesn't burn a hole through you table!" Bobby snickered.
"Vell, zat, or you must vatch your friend eat it! If zey live, zen eat!" Dixie rolled her eyes and looked at Michelle. Michelle nodded.
"You guys are lucky," Michelle announced. Everyone looked at her. "Our old school, it would take few hours in order to tell if it was good without eating it. Ya see, if you wanted to know if it was good, watch someone else." Dixie nodded with a serious look.
"Yep, cause then a few minutes after they ate it-" Dixie stopped and acted like she couldn't breath. After a moment she pretended to die. Dixie stuck her arm on her stomach and pretended it was some kind of worm like in Alien. Everyone started laughing. Even the adults. After a few minutes everyone calmed and it started to seem like an ordinary dinner. With the exception of food floating down the table to someone, or a glass needing more ice and being frozen. Or someone serving themselves with three metal claws and getting stern glares from the woman next to them. Or meat too rare and being fried. Other than that, it was pretty normal. Until . . .
"Bobby!" Amara screeched. She reached up and wiped the mash potatoes off her face. "That's it! You're dead!" And so . . . the mutant food war began. War because . . . HELLO! These are mutants here! Not only that but the X-men! Between Jean using her powers to deflect and throw food, Kitty phasing through the food, Blade joining in, Jamie having an army of himself with the food, Amara burning food that came near her, Bobby and his ice shield, food blowing up in someone's face thanks to little bombs, and several other things there was no way this was just a fight! No, as said before, a WAR. To top it off, the adults just sat there talking amongst themselves. Hey, this is something they are used to. Alana watched with tired amusement. She smiled at the war going on, happy that some were able to live with all the pain there is.
Faye Ma'at heard the food war going on. She sat by the window and watched. It had started to snow an our ago. She had been sitting at the window watching the entire time. Earlier, around mid morning, she had gone out and taken the last items in the box. A ceremonial dagger and the second part of the third key. She went off to the cemetery near Bayville. There were woods around the cemetery. She hid in the woods and opened the small music box. She pressed some designs on the box and the top's fake bottom popped open. Out of it fell a small vile. She opened it and cut her palm. Faye Ma'at clenched her fist so the blood would come out quicker and go into the vile. After a moment her blood finally filled the small vile. She wasn't surprised at all that the blood was thin and weak. She then buried the vile at the base of an old willow tree and said a pray. So who, she would never tell. She buried the dagger next to the vile and said another pray. She then hid the music box in the tree. She returned as fast she she could. When Logan ran into the room saying that he smelled blood she merely said that she had dropped a glass earlier and was cleaning it up when she was cut. He was reluctant to leave but he did. Now Faye Ma'at had one thing left before she was gone. That was why she refused to leave her seat by the window. It was why she barely ate anything. Just enough to keep up her strength until her plan was over. Faye Ma'at looked at the clock. She blinked and rubbed her eyes a few times. 'Must have gotten caught up in thought.' Indeed, she had, for it was a little after eleven. She would have decided to finish her plan without having Remy really say good-bye but she say a small glow of red out in the forest. Faye Ma'at smiled. 'He came . . . thank the angels . . .' Faye Ma'at never was one to be all 'Thank the Lord', after all, she did grow up in a time when there were many gods, so she stuck to angels, they never really went away. Besides, her little praise from Djua was always about her being an angel but no matter what, she believed he was one. Sent to give her a little peace. But enough with that. Faye Ma'at frowned when the faint glow left. Remy was leaving. She got up and placed several envelopes on her pillow. Faye Ma'at turned off the lights and opened the window weakly. It took a moment but finally, it was open. With some trouble she was able to get the forest. Quietly and quickly following Remy. She finally came to a clearing. Remy was walking across it.
"Wait!" He stopped and turned to look at her.
"Oui?" She ran up to him.
"Please, don't go."
"Why?" Faye Ma'at racked her brain for an answer. When she didn't answer he turned and started to walk away. Faye Ma'at reached out to him but didn't move her feet. She opened her mouth but nothing came out. Finally, she was able to think of some reason why he could stay. Granted, it wasn't the best reason, but it was a reason.
"Dance!" He turned and looked at her strangely. "I want to dance . . . please." He raised an eyebrow. Faye Ma'at lowed her gaze to the ground. "I know we haven't been on the best of terms, but Rogue . . . you may not be able to dance with her directly but . . . in away you will. She'll be in my mind watching." When he didn't say anything she looked up with tears in her eyes. "Please! Dance with me, would you grant a dying woman a dance . . .please?" After a moment Remy nodded. Faye Ma'at wiped away her tears and gave a weak and tired smile. He walked up to her and took her hand in his. The two began to dance slowly. 'This . . . this is what Rogue always wanted . . . I can only pray that my plan works . . .' After a few minutes she pulled away from him. "Gambit . . . Remy, thank you so much." The second she said it her eyes went wide then they closed. She went limp in his arms. He was barely able to stop her from falling. He didn't notice her use the last of her strength the place an envelope in his pocket.
"Faye Ma'at? Faye Ma'at?! Rogue?! Merde, dis is not good!" Remy picked her fragile form up in his arms. She barely weighed anything.
Blade sat up groggily. She heard someone banging on the front door. It sounded like Gambit. She felt her eye twitch. She left her room. Out in the hallway she met Logan. He had on sweats and a t-shirt. She herself had on a pair of dark blue pajamas on with some socks. Logan looked at her surprised for a moment. She was wearing giant pink bunny slippers and her hair was a rat's nest. She glared at him as they made their way down stairs.
"I swear to god that if that little punk doesn't have a life and death reason for waking me up, he's gonna have one. ME!" Logan nodded as they neared the bottom of the stairs. Blade reached the door first and opened it. Logan and Blade stood there with there jaws on the ground. After a moment Logan's claws came out.
"What'd ya do to her bub?!"
"Non, not like dat! She followed me when I stopped by briefly, den, wham, she be out fallen down after say somethin' about dying!" Blade blinked and finally recovered.
"HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ((Hey, gotta keep it PG 13)) GAMBIT, YOU GET HER IN HERE NOW! KURT! YOU TELEPORT YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" After that little out burst Kurt appeared in a second. He looked wearily at them before things became clear.
"VOGUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He grabbed Faye Ma'at and teleported away to the med-lab. By that time most had come down stairs to see what Blade was screaming her head off about. They looked around and saw Remy. Scott was the first to react.
"What's he doing here?!" Blade had already taken off by now. She was on her way to see if Faye Ma'at, Rogue, whoever she was right then was alright. Logan answered.
"Looks like Faye Ma'at followed him then fainted after sayin' somethin' 'bout dying."
Blade looked at Rogue, then Hank, then Rogue, then Hank. She watched as she quickly started to try and save Rogue. She had to stand away from her so Hank could get to work and save her. After a few minutes he stopped.
" . . . why'd you stop?" Her voice trembled as she spoke. Hank looked away from her.
