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** 1 year later**
"Ororo! Where do you think you are going?. You got to be on stage in about 10 minutes!"
"I'm sorry Max! My dress just broke and I need to change. It wouldn't do any one any good if my dress fell off."
"Speak for yourself.", a muscular man sitting at the bar said.
Ororo rolled her eyes, "Charlie, you know just what to say to a woman don't you?", the man grinned. "Anyway, I gotta go.!", a series of cat calls and whistles rang out through out the bar.
An unseen man yelled out, "Hey Munroe? Where you going? You leaving us?", the calls and whistles stopped.
"Don't worry guys I'll be right back!", a cheer rang out.
Ororo ran out of the bar, her high heels clicking against the cement. She opened the door to see Vern sitting at the front desk. Smiling she sped past her.
"Ororo! What are you doing?", Vern asked, following her. "You are going to break your neck!"
"No I won't!", she ran past the elevator, to the stairs." I gotta change! My zipper on this dress broke off."
Vern stayed at the bottom of the stairs smiling up at Ororo. Remembering how the girl had come to where she was now.
Ororo had shown up a year ago, the night after her confrontation with the other X-men. With her she only had two bags of luggage, Ororo had settled in to her new place. Making friends with all the other tenants. Including Charlie, the man she had helped when an unknown man threw him into the bar. After awhile, Ororo began to buy things, filling up her apartment. But soon she needed a job, the money she had saved up over the years was begging to get lower and lower. One night, about 3 months after she had been living in her new home. Charlie and his friend Joe were having a drink with Ororo. She had had a long day of Job searching, still not finding something she wanted to do, when Max went and got up on the small stage in the back of the bar.
"Hey all! It's Friday! karaoke night!", a small cheer rang out through out the bar. Only about 15 people in it. "Any takers?"
A short woman had got up and sang a slightly off-key rendition of "You're still the one" by Shania Twain, when she was done a few claps rang out.
Charlie had leaned over to Ororo, "Hey Ro! You should go up and sing."
"Yeah! It would be fun!", Joe had said.
"I don't know you guys, I've never been found of my voice." Ororo had said.
Ignoring her Joe grabbed her arms and pulled her up on to the stage, "Ladies and Gentle man! We have a new singer tonight! Her name is….Munroe!", Charlie was sitting in his chair trying not to laugh. "what would you like to sing?"
"Well actually, I don-"
"What was that? You belong to me? By the Duprees?", Joe said, reading the first song on the DVD menu. "Okay!" he hit start and jumped off the stage. Laughing he sat down next to Charlie.
Ororo glared at Joe. And mouth the words "I'm going to kill you.", which sent Charlie and Joe off into more laughter.
Rolling her eyes, Ororo thought, #well, at least it's a song I know#, The song began.
See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sun rise
From a tropic isle
Just remember, darling
All the while
You belong to me
Charlie and Joe had stopped laughing, in fact the whole bar had gone silent
See the marketplace in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember, When a dream appears
You belong to me
Ororo grinned her nervousness about doing this was gone.
.
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle
When it's wet with rain
Just remember
Till you're home again
You belong to me
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle
When it's wet with rain
Just remember
Till you're home again
You belong to me
As soon as the music ended the whole bar began to cheer. "thank you", Ororo said. Trying to get off the stage.
"Encore!" a man yelled. The rest of the bar began to agree.
"Okay.", Ororo had said.
Ever since then, Karaoke night had changed to Munroe Night. But her performances soon spread to Saturday night too. Max had started to pay Ororo 350 dollars per night, her singing bringing in more and more business.. Her beauty and talent brought people in from all around. Ororo even had a few record company moguls approach her. But she declined all of the offers.
Ororo quickly changed into another dress and slipping off her heels, ran full force down to the bar. She slid into the back entrance and quickly put her shoes back on. #Thankfully…I didn't cut my feet on any glass.#. Suddenly, the images of her throwing things around the lab room, flashed into Ororo's brain. Causing Ororo to remember Him.. #No! No! I can't think about him, or the x-men.# The only person Ororo had allowed herself to think of was Lici. She didn't need to start think about her fake father, or her fake husband.
"Ororo!", Max called, "Come on, there's at least 50 people out there"
Ororo shook her head, and began to walk towards Max. Who pushed her onto the stage. Cheers began.
"Thank you. Thank you! Any requests?"
**
Victor walked along the street, not sure where he was going. Magneto wanted Victor to get on with his life. Sending him places all over the world. He had just gotten back from chine two days ago. Magneto's plan to make Victor forget Ororo worked, sort of. For the most part he had forgotten her, Ororo was just a painful memory to him now. But sometimes he would wake up in the night, and swear he had felt her there. Each time that had happened, he would go and break something. Now he was just walking, trying to forget everything. A man and his friend were walking towards Victor, one was drunk. "Man, that's one woman I wouldn't mind taking home." The one on the left said.
"TAXI! Yeah, you could tell that woman was made to fuck. That long white hair and blue eyes", a taxi pulled up and both men were in it before Victor registered what they had said. All of the emotions he buried about Ororo came rising up. Running, he went and stopped the taxi.
"Hey! What are you doing?", The cabbie said.
Victor ignored him and opened the back door. "Where was the white haired woman at?"
The non drunk looked at him as if he had lost his mind. "She's at this bar, called Max's. it's a little down the ways." He reached over and shut the door, "Go!" he shouted to the cabbie.
Victor recognized the name. He hadn't been there since he had beat up some guys there. But if Ororo was there. Nothing was going to keep him away. He ran to the bar. When he was just across the street from the place. He heard her voice.
**
Victor watched as Ororo left the bar. #Ororo!# he silently cried out. He began to follow her, and then realized she lived right next door. He waited for about ten minutes after she had gone inside to follow. The front desk was empty, so he quickly went passed it. He got to a small elevator and realized he had no clue as to where she lived. He was about to turn back when he caught her scent. He traced it to the stairs and followed it further to the 5th floor. As soon as he hit the floor, her knew what room was hers. He knocked on the door.
"Coming!", her voice called.
Victor stood there, listening to her footsteps approaching. Quickly, he pressed his back to the wall next to her door. Her door clicked open. "Hello?" She looked down the hall and she began to turn her head towards Victor's direction. For Victor, the whole moment went in slow motion. As soon as she saw him, she gasped, and backed into her room, Victor followed her in, shutting the door, behind him.
Ororo backed away from him. "what are you doing here?"
"I found you", Victor said, taking a step towards her.
"No, you stay away from me.", Ororo whispered.
Victor felt as if someone had pulled out his heart. "Why?." He took another step towards her.
"Why?", tears began to come out of her eyes. "WHY? You lied to me! I thought you loved me! All of the things you and Papa-Damn it! I mean Magneto said to me, all of the things you did! They were all lies, I spent the past year forgetting it ever happened. And still I can't. You ruined my life!", Through the window's Victor could see it had begun to rain.
Ororo's tears made Victor feel horrible, he wanted to pull her close and make her forget any pain. "Ororo, I do love you."
Ororo laughed, a bolt of lightening flashed. "No you don'! If you had you would have told me the truth. All you were doing was making me believe you did. You and Lici, pretending to be my family. Get out of my house Victor. I don't want to see you." A clap of thunder boomed.
Victor stood before Ororo and shook his head. "You promised me Ororo, that you would never leave me. I'm holding you to that.", with those words he ran and grabbed Ororo, pinning her to the floor.
"Let go of me Victor!", Ororo yelled, the thunder masking her cries. "You've hurt me enough", her arms trying to push him off of her.
Victor grabbed her arms and pinned them to the floor. Straddling her, he said, "I don't want to hurt you Ororo.", He leaned down, pressing his mouth against hers.
Ororo moaned, #No, No,…Its been so long…..He's a lying bastard!….but he seems so honest right now….because he's trying to use you again… #, Ororo tried to keep her mouth closed, thinking it would make him stop, instead, he moved his head lower. Pressing his mouth against her neck. "No!" #Too late#, letting go of Ororo's hands, Victor leaned back, and pulled on a chain that was around Ororo's' neck, Ororo stopped thrashing around and covered her eyes. There on the chain, was Ororo's wedding ring.
With out a word, Victor lifted up his left hand, and there, still on his hand after a year, was his ring. "I was going to sell it!" Ororo said, trying to come up with an excuse as to why she had the ring. "And I didn't want to lose-" Victor stopped her talking with his mouth, this time, Ororo kissed him back. #He kept the ring….after all this time….he could have put it on a few hours ago Ororo…..its not like a tattoo.#. Ororo didn't care any more, all she wanted to do was wrap her arms around victor and never let go.
Victor leaned back on his knees, he reached around Ororo's neck and took off the chain.
"Victor…what……what are you.",Ororo began.
"Ssshhh…..this time. we do things right", after a few seconds of thinking, he pulled Ororo off of the ground. Ororo stood up, not sure what he meant., he stayed kneeling, and looking up at Ororo he asked, 'Will you marry me?"
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** 1 year later**
"Ororo! Where do you think you are going?. You got to be on stage in about 10 minutes!"
"I'm sorry Max! My dress just broke and I need to change. It wouldn't do any one any good if my dress fell off."
"Speak for yourself.", a muscular man sitting at the bar said.
Ororo rolled her eyes, "Charlie, you know just what to say to a woman don't you?", the man grinned. "Anyway, I gotta go.!", a series of cat calls and whistles rang out through out the bar.
An unseen man yelled out, "Hey Munroe? Where you going? You leaving us?", the calls and whistles stopped.
"Don't worry guys I'll be right back!", a cheer rang out.
Ororo ran out of the bar, her high heels clicking against the cement. She opened the door to see Vern sitting at the front desk. Smiling she sped past her.
"Ororo! What are you doing?", Vern asked, following her. "You are going to break your neck!"
"No I won't!", she ran past the elevator, to the stairs." I gotta change! My zipper on this dress broke off."
Vern stayed at the bottom of the stairs smiling up at Ororo. Remembering how the girl had come to where she was now.
Ororo had shown up a year ago, the night after her confrontation with the other X-men. With her she only had two bags of luggage, Ororo had settled in to her new place. Making friends with all the other tenants. Including Charlie, the man she had helped when an unknown man threw him into the bar. After awhile, Ororo began to buy things, filling up her apartment. But soon she needed a job, the money she had saved up over the years was begging to get lower and lower. One night, about 3 months after she had been living in her new home. Charlie and his friend Joe were having a drink with Ororo. She had had a long day of Job searching, still not finding something she wanted to do, when Max went and got up on the small stage in the back of the bar.
"Hey all! It's Friday! karaoke night!", a small cheer rang out through out the bar. Only about 15 people in it. "Any takers?"
A short woman had got up and sang a slightly off-key rendition of "You're still the one" by Shania Twain, when she was done a few claps rang out.
Charlie had leaned over to Ororo, "Hey Ro! You should go up and sing."
"Yeah! It would be fun!", Joe had said.
"I don't know you guys, I've never been found of my voice." Ororo had said.
Ignoring her Joe grabbed her arms and pulled her up on to the stage, "Ladies and Gentle man! We have a new singer tonight! Her name is….Munroe!", Charlie was sitting in his chair trying not to laugh. "what would you like to sing?"
"Well actually, I don-"
"What was that? You belong to me? By the Duprees?", Joe said, reading the first song on the DVD menu. "Okay!" he hit start and jumped off the stage. Laughing he sat down next to Charlie.
Ororo glared at Joe. And mouth the words "I'm going to kill you.", which sent Charlie and Joe off into more laughter.
Rolling her eyes, Ororo thought, #well, at least it's a song I know#, The song began.
See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sun rise
From a tropic isle
Just remember, darling
All the while
You belong to me
Charlie and Joe had stopped laughing, in fact the whole bar had gone silent
See the marketplace in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember, When a dream appears
You belong to me
Ororo grinned her nervousness about doing this was gone.
.
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle
When it's wet with rain
Just remember
Till you're home again
You belong to me
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle
When it's wet with rain
Just remember
Till you're home again
You belong to me
As soon as the music ended the whole bar began to cheer. "thank you", Ororo said. Trying to get off the stage.
"Encore!" a man yelled. The rest of the bar began to agree.
"Okay.", Ororo had said.
Ever since then, Karaoke night had changed to Munroe Night. But her performances soon spread to Saturday night too. Max had started to pay Ororo 350 dollars per night, her singing bringing in more and more business.. Her beauty and talent brought people in from all around. Ororo even had a few record company moguls approach her. But she declined all of the offers.
Ororo quickly changed into another dress and slipping off her heels, ran full force down to the bar. She slid into the back entrance and quickly put her shoes back on. #Thankfully…I didn't cut my feet on any glass.#. Suddenly, the images of her throwing things around the lab room, flashed into Ororo's brain. Causing Ororo to remember Him.. #No! No! I can't think about him, or the x-men.# The only person Ororo had allowed herself to think of was Lici. She didn't need to start think about her fake father, or her fake husband.
"Ororo!", Max called, "Come on, there's at least 50 people out there"
Ororo shook her head, and began to walk towards Max. Who pushed her onto the stage. Cheers began.
"Thank you. Thank you! Any requests?"
**
Victor walked along the street, not sure where he was going. Magneto wanted Victor to get on with his life. Sending him places all over the world. He had just gotten back from chine two days ago. Magneto's plan to make Victor forget Ororo worked, sort of. For the most part he had forgotten her, Ororo was just a painful memory to him now. But sometimes he would wake up in the night, and swear he had felt her there. Each time that had happened, he would go and break something. Now he was just walking, trying to forget everything. A man and his friend were walking towards Victor, one was drunk. "Man, that's one woman I wouldn't mind taking home." The one on the left said.
"TAXI! Yeah, you could tell that woman was made to fuck. That long white hair and blue eyes", a taxi pulled up and both men were in it before Victor registered what they had said. All of the emotions he buried about Ororo came rising up. Running, he went and stopped the taxi.
"Hey! What are you doing?", The cabbie said.
Victor ignored him and opened the back door. "Where was the white haired woman at?"
The non drunk looked at him as if he had lost his mind. "She's at this bar, called Max's. it's a little down the ways." He reached over and shut the door, "Go!" he shouted to the cabbie.
Victor recognized the name. He hadn't been there since he had beat up some guys there. But if Ororo was there. Nothing was going to keep him away. He ran to the bar. When he was just across the street from the place. He heard her voice.
**
Victor watched as Ororo left the bar. #Ororo!# he silently cried out. He began to follow her, and then realized she lived right next door. He waited for about ten minutes after she had gone inside to follow. The front desk was empty, so he quickly went passed it. He got to a small elevator and realized he had no clue as to where she lived. He was about to turn back when he caught her scent. He traced it to the stairs and followed it further to the 5th floor. As soon as he hit the floor, her knew what room was hers. He knocked on the door.
"Coming!", her voice called.
Victor stood there, listening to her footsteps approaching. Quickly, he pressed his back to the wall next to her door. Her door clicked open. "Hello?" She looked down the hall and she began to turn her head towards Victor's direction. For Victor, the whole moment went in slow motion. As soon as she saw him, she gasped, and backed into her room, Victor followed her in, shutting the door, behind him.
Ororo backed away from him. "what are you doing here?"
"I found you", Victor said, taking a step towards her.
"No, you stay away from me.", Ororo whispered.
Victor felt as if someone had pulled out his heart. "Why?." He took another step towards her.
"Why?", tears began to come out of her eyes. "WHY? You lied to me! I thought you loved me! All of the things you and Papa-Damn it! I mean Magneto said to me, all of the things you did! They were all lies, I spent the past year forgetting it ever happened. And still I can't. You ruined my life!", Through the window's Victor could see it had begun to rain.
Ororo's tears made Victor feel horrible, he wanted to pull her close and make her forget any pain. "Ororo, I do love you."
Ororo laughed, a bolt of lightening flashed. "No you don'! If you had you would have told me the truth. All you were doing was making me believe you did. You and Lici, pretending to be my family. Get out of my house Victor. I don't want to see you." A clap of thunder boomed.
Victor stood before Ororo and shook his head. "You promised me Ororo, that you would never leave me. I'm holding you to that.", with those words he ran and grabbed Ororo, pinning her to the floor.
"Let go of me Victor!", Ororo yelled, the thunder masking her cries. "You've hurt me enough", her arms trying to push him off of her.
Victor grabbed her arms and pinned them to the floor. Straddling her, he said, "I don't want to hurt you Ororo.", He leaned down, pressing his mouth against hers.
Ororo moaned, #No, No,…Its been so long…..He's a lying bastard!….but he seems so honest right now….because he's trying to use you again… #, Ororo tried to keep her mouth closed, thinking it would make him stop, instead, he moved his head lower. Pressing his mouth against her neck. "No!" #Too late#, letting go of Ororo's hands, Victor leaned back, and pulled on a chain that was around Ororo's' neck, Ororo stopped thrashing around and covered her eyes. There on the chain, was Ororo's wedding ring.
With out a word, Victor lifted up his left hand, and there, still on his hand after a year, was his ring. "I was going to sell it!" Ororo said, trying to come up with an excuse as to why she had the ring. "And I didn't want to lose-" Victor stopped her talking with his mouth, this time, Ororo kissed him back. #He kept the ring….after all this time….he could have put it on a few hours ago Ororo…..its not like a tattoo.#. Ororo didn't care any more, all she wanted to do was wrap her arms around victor and never let go.
Victor leaned back on his knees, he reached around Ororo's neck and took off the chain.
"Victor…what……what are you.",Ororo began.
"Ssshhh…..this time. we do things right", after a few seconds of thinking, he pulled Ororo off of the ground. Ororo stood up, not sure what he meant., he stayed kneeling, and looking up at Ororo he asked, 'Will you marry me?"