EDITED!!!!!!


I don't have permission from Marvel, blah, blah.

Sorry for taking so long.

Remember that it was deserted back in the day so it won't be very populated and very few houses.



*Destiny Ch.3


Bonnie and Clyde…or so I thought



"So Mister LeBeau, where is our destiny gonna take us?" Rogue asked. He glanced down from the road at Rogue. "Why chere you wouldn't want to spoil the surprise now would you," Remy answered, returning his attention back to the road.



The majority of the day they spent driving down the deserted two lane road. A little after eight the dark night sky covered the road. The only thing visible was the road ahead. The low beams of the car made it possible to see their path. Outside the state and far from where Rogue has ever been Remy took a right turn from the main road.

After a good mile the surrounding trees that covered the road turned to a flat meadow. Towards the end of the meadow near another thick stand of trees was a dim light.

As the car became closer Rogue recognized it as a house with a single light on. The house was small, looking to only contain a small number of inhibitors.

Remy turned the headlights off as they came into the clearing. But she could still see the house because of the moon light that glowed, surrounding the structure.

The shutters were black and the color looked as though it was turning more of a gray color. Behind the shutters were white drapes. The house was wood. The white paint that covered it was worn and looked as though the house hadn't been refurnished since it was built, and it looked pretty old.

When Remy was close enough he stopped the car. He got out and gestured for Rogue to wait. Then he crept up the porch.

Rogue watched, she couldn't help but be amazed at how quiet he was.

Then he opened the door slowly, not ever making the slightest sound. When he was inside she didn't hear anything until a loud shout, she knew was Remy's voice. Followed by a scream, then laughter.

Still she waited.

A short while after she saw Remy step from the door he had just entered. A big smile spread across his face. "Chere," he said between laughter, "Come on in."

She quickly got out of the car and up the porch, curious to see what happened. He stood out of the way so she could enter first, then he went inside.

Inside the small room to their left was a couch, a small chair, and a radio between the two. A candle burned at the window. The light Rogue had seen while they were driving towards the house.

To her right was the kitchen. There stood a stove, a table with four chairs, a small refrigerator, a few cabinets, and a sink.

Between the other rooms was a hallway leading further into the house. But she couldn't see much more down the hall because it was pitch black.

Suddenly a woman confronted her. She was the same height as Rogue. With dark skin, light blue eyes, and striking white hair. Rogue smiled politely.

"Rogue, this is Ororo. She's an old friend of mine," Remy said.

Ororo held her hand out as to shake hands. Rogue did the same. "Ororo, this is Rogue," he said.

"Hello," Rogue said, politely after they shook hands.

"It's nice to meet you, my dear," Ororo said, turning now to face Remy, "Remy, what on earth are you doing here?"

Remy smiled, his usual care free smile.

"I thought you were joining your brother?" she asked.

His smiled faded, only slightly. "Where's Logan?" he asked.

Ororo looked at him sternly, "Don't change the subject."

"It didn't work out. Where's Logan?" he said, a little louder.

"Why he's," she was interrupted by a gruff voice. "I'm right here, Gumbo."

Everyone gasped from surprise as Logan appeared out of the dark hallway. Remy turned to Rogue and said, "This is Logan," he turned back to face Logan, "Ororo's boy toy." The smile grew even bigger.

Logan growled as he closed the gap between himself and Remy. "Listen, bub. Insult me all you want but don't ever call me 'cute' names. You got it?" he threatened.

Remy nodded and Logan walked towards Rogue. Looking down at the ground. "I hope you got enough sense to know what your getting into, kid," he said, looking back up at her.

Slowing and without making a sound he left the room. The three watched until he disappeared in the darkness.

Ororo began to walk into the room with the chair and couch in it and sat in the chair. "So," she began then gestured for the couple to sit on the couch, "what brings you here my friend."

Once Remy and Rogue were seated Remy spoke, "Bobby and I finally got together after the years he left and he offered me a spot to join the gang. He told me to meet him at eight o'clock the next day and he said if I wasn't there on time he was going to leave without me. I ran into the most beautiful woman in the world," he took her hand in his, "and shortly after I forgot all about Bobby and the gang. So the next day I was late in meeting him. By the time I got there he was already on his way out of town."

Ororo just stared, "He just left without you? I remember talking to him when he stopped here a while back and he sounded excited about finally finding you and you joining the gang."

"I know but I think he's just trying to teach me about listening to him and doing exactly what he tells me to do. Or he might have a big job coming up and he can't waste too much time waiting for me. That's why I came here. I thought he might come here knowing I'm here or I've been here," Remy said.

"You know Remy, I taught your brother what he knows about robbing banks, stealing cars, and such. I could teach you more then the basics if you want," she offered.
Then she pointed at Rogue "And maybe the two of you could start your own gang. I remember your brother started out as a small group with one or two others and he now has, I think, ten or more gang members."

Rogue smiled while Remy chuckled and said, "You know I was just thinking about that."

"Alright," she said, smiling, "we'll start tomorrow. The two of you can stay in here for the night. As for me, I'm going to bed. But first I want to show you something. Follow me."

They followed her into the kitchen and she stopped in front of one of the cabinets. "Logan and I just finished this."

She opened the cabinet door. Then lifted a barely noticeable string. That piece of the wood floor came up. Beneath it was a room large enough to fit two people in.

"We thought we might need this room someday if anyone was to find out we were here."

Remy put a hand around her shoulders and said, "That's really nice. But let's hope it will never come to this."

She pointed to the back of the hidden room, "There's even a door that leads outside. And it's hidden beneath a bush out back."

A clock chimed behind them and they jumped in surprise. Then they turned to see what the clock read. Eleven o'clock. "Well, goodnight Remy," she turned to face Rogue. "It was very nice to meet you. Goodnight." She left the room. Once she was out of the room Rogue asked, "Do you really think your brother will come here?"

"No," he said, and began to walk out of the room..

"Wait," she said. He stopped and looked at her. "Why?" she asked, confused.

"Because I pissed him off. He thinks I don't want to join or I chickened out. It's hard because he left when I was thirteen and he was sixteen and we were close but we never really trusted anyone including each other. So we never talked about much except for our past growing up together. We never knew much about the others feelings. So he could be a total nut case for all I know."

He started leaving again and Rogue followed. He settled into the chair and pointed at the couch for Rogue to sleep in. She laid on the couch. Her legs hung over the couches edge.

"Goodnight, chere," he said. Then blew out the candles' light.

"Goodnight, Remy," she managed to say as she fell asleep.

Remy drove the car down the road. It had been a pretty dull day compared to the recent events of last week that left them on the run from the law. The sun was high in the sky, its' brightest hour. The glared kept the two squinted down the road. Their sunglasses not helping them much. A gentle breeze blew the leaves on the surrounding trees creating a calm and relaxing rustling sound. Once they'd reached the top of a hill in the road they saw what awaited them. Dozens of cars blocked the road. Surrounding the cars were policemen, guns aimed at the car. Behind them cars blocked their way out from trying to escape. Rogue looked in the back of the car. Fear overwhelmed her as she inched over the seat for something.


She awoke in a cold sweat. Her eyes wide with fear. She sat up and put her head in her hands. It was still slightly dark out. The sun was just beginning to rise. She looked over at Remy. He was still asleep. The rest of the house was silent. Nothing moved and she took a deep breathe.

Then out of the stillness a figure moved. She froze, not sure what to do.

"You alright, darlin'?" she recognized the gruff voice as Logan. She sighed. "Yeah, just a bad dream," she responded.

He motioned for her to come into the kitchen. Noiselessly she got up and crept into the kitchen. Logan pulled another cup out of a cabinet and turned to face her. "Coffee?" he offered. She nodded and sat down at the table.

He poured the coffee in the cup. Then brought it over and placed it on the table in front of her. Then sat directly across from her. "So what was the dream about?" he asked.

"It was…I…can't remember," she said, looking as though she couldn't remember a thing.

"What do you mean? You woke up like you'd seen a ghost." he said, confused.

"You know when you wake up and remember exactly what happened and then after a while you can't remember what it was about, but only if it was bad or good," she said.

He thought about what she said. Then nodded.

"So, how did you meet Ororo?" she asked, sipping her coffee.

"Well we met about twenty years ago. I was twenty five and she was seventeen. I caught her trying to steal my wallet. When I first saw her I was in aw at how beautiful she was. I couldn't help but stare at her. Instead of turning her in I offered her something to eat. She was living off the streets and looked like she'd hadn't had anything to eat in a while. She agreed and we talked while she ate. I still can't believe how much she ate. But I found out she was an orphan and her parents died when she was ten. She was sent to an orphanage. There she met a girl named Kitty. They became really good friends and Kitty even showed her how to steal and practically everything she knows about being a thief. Anyway a couple of years later they ran away from the orphanage. They lived their life from stealing food and other necessities. They even moved from city to city to anywhere so they wouldn't get caught. Then one day they went to Chicago. One late night they were out roaming the streets and they ran into a police chase. The people the police were chasing had guns and were firing back and forth. A stray bullet hit Kitty in the chest. Once she'd hit the ground she was dead. Ororo just stood there. Then the gun firing stopped and the police hollered something at her. She ran in fear of being sent back to the orphanage.

But we became friends and started a gang together. I already had a few bank robberies under my belt and didn't have to teach her too much about it. Shortly after we were a couple. But we never did marry. After ten years of robbing and running we settled down here. Hidden from anyone. Well except for ol' junior in there and his brother.

They were running away and somehow managed to find us out here. We let them stay the night and they told us why they were running away and well you know kids. We convinced them to return home. But they of course they didn't want to go home. So we promised them they could come over anything just as long as they never told anyone where we were. They came by a lot and Ororo taught them basic things about thieving. Then they moved again and we didn't see them for a while. We heard about Bobbys' gang. But still had no word from either. Until now."

Rogue looked at him. Not sure what to say. A sleepy groan was heard and behind them Remy came in and sat on a chair beside Rogue.

"Bringing friends closer together," he said.

"Good morning, sugah," Rogue said.

Logan nodded and left the kitchen.

"What's he's problem?" Rogue asked.

"I guess he still thinks I'm trying to hit on Ororo," he said, looking back at where Logan went.

"Hitting on Ororo?" Rogue asked, to be sure she heard him right.

"I never hit on her. I see her too much as a good friend. An older sister maybe. It's just they've been alone out here together without anyone. He thinks Bobby was hitting on her too," he chuckled.



After breakfast Ororo sat down with them and gave her the low down, telling them what to do and what not to do, from her own experience.

Later in the mid afternoon. Ororo set up a few tin cans on some tree stumps. Then gave Remy a hand gun.

He hit all the cans. Trying to make it look as though it were easy.

It was Rogue's turn and she took the gun nervously. It was her first time shooting a gun and she missed the first can. Helping her, Ororo wasn't surprised when only after a short time Rogue had a pretty good shot.

That night during dinner Ororo told them about a bank that should be really simple to rob for their first theft.

They were to leave at eleven in the morning. Reach the bank around three and be back at the house after eight.

Excitement and stress overwhelmed them as they tried to sleep but couldn't help but stare at the ceiling till the early hours of the morning. So tired from all the feelings they fell asleep.

Ororo woke them up at early and they got ready for the day.

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I am EXTREMELY SORRY for this but I doubt I will continue this fiction. I slap myself for doing this but I'm embarrassed to have written this. The only reason I leave it on fanfiction is because of the reviews. For the past, I don't know, year I have been contemplating finishing it but I just can't and for that I'm sorry.

On a happier note I WILL finish my other chapter stories like 'A Family Affair' and my co-authored story with Brakish 'X-Duds'.

Thank you for your support and reviews.