CHAPTER SEVEN
Yeowch. Yeah, I know. lol. Everything just seemed grim at the moment… I had to make something stand out if you people were asleep… O.o;;; You weren't asleep were you…? Thankfully, I finished all I really needed to do!!! Yay! Sooooo, here ya go! All yours! Thanks again for the reviews!
This one is a day late. I hope y'all don't mind!!!
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing, topics, usual crap
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo aren't mine. Shepherd's pie… MINE
*: From the mind
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Alone
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Rogue slowly moved her hand towards him. Soon, she made contact. Her eyes quickly shut…. … … … her eyes opened. Nothing happened. How could this be? She scratched her head. She looked over. "Mr. McCoy… umm…something weird happened."
Hank walked from the computer to her. "What is it?"
She pointed to her hands. He looked down and saw her touching Remy's hand. Hank blinked. "Rogue… … are you absorbing anything?"
She shook her head. "Nothing."
He looked at her. "Has the power you absorbed earlier disappear?"
Rogue shrugged and tried to power up the light beam… nope. She sighed. "Is something wrong with me, Mr. McCoy?"
Hank looked at her. "I don't see anything…" He shrugged. "That's fine. I'll run some tests on you… I'll see what I can do."
She sighed in relief. "Thanks." Her eyes shifted back to Remy. "He'll be awake tomorrow, right?"
"It depends. I need to focus on him tonight, and then I'll get to your little mutant power problem as soon as possible."
As she walked out of the room, she fell to the ground, her eyes had turned red. She looked at her hands… sure… she took his power… but where was his memory…?
She slowly got back up and lied in her bedroom… she tediously moved her eyes to the balcony… once she thought about it… she didn't go anywhere near it since she was attacked. She just looked upon it… trying to figure out what had happened that night… She slowly began to remember.
She walked to the balcony for fresh air… opened the doors. She took a deep breath and a chill reached her. The doors slammed, she fell back. Someone was in the room…
Someone was in the room… …
Someone…
Her heart stopped…
She couldn't breathe…
She looked down to see blood from her left arm…
Pain breached Rogue's mind. She held onto her head. "Why… why can't I remember the rest…? Was that it…?" She looked back at the balcony. She stood up and opened it. The cool summer's air brushed against her face. She sighed in relief. Maybe Emma finally decided to leave her alone… but what did Golem want?
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He kneeled. "Lady Frost… I'm sorry. I failed to finish the job." He looked up. "But with luck… he should be slowly dying from my armor. It pierced right through him."
She sneered. *Golem! You fool! Don't you understand? As long as you do not kill him by your own hands, LeBeau would remain living. That is the way it is… you better find a way to fix this, Golem… or I'll be forced to take procedures MY way.*
Golem flinched and looked away from the darkness. "I'm sorry, Lady Frost. I'll do what I can."
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*Remy began walking. Where was he…? He sighed. The last time he was found on this white plane was three months ago. He looked to see on this astral plane, he had no wounds and his right arm worked perfectly. The scar on his left arm remained. He touched it and looked out at his surroundings. "Decided t' finish me of y'self, eh Emma?"*
*His voice echoed. He closed his eyes. "I'm getting bored wit dis. Why do y' want t' kill me so badly?"*
*No response. Remy folded his arms and sat down. "Dat's fine… I can wait."*
*Before he could wait any longer, he had regained consciousness. *
He found himself in the room he was before. He looked to see Rogue sitting right next to him. He closed his eyes. "What time is it?"
She grunted. "What does it matter? You feeling better?"
"I guess…"
Rogue looked at her lap. "Breakfast is almost ready. What do you want?"
"Don want nothin', Chere. I rather try t' relax…"
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Golem."
"Golem…? What about him?"
"Golem is one of us."
She blinked. "What do you mean by that?"
"Did you try to absorb my memory…?"
She nodded.
"Did you get any memories from Golem…? Any at all?"
She stopped. "No…"
He felt the pain in his chest… such pain. He clenched his teeth, but continued talking. "Any memories from me, Chere?"
"No."
He sat up and looked at the girl sitting next to him. He sighed. "Y' see… you can't grasp our memories… I dunno why, but you jus' can't." he felt weaker… … Rogue had lowered his defenses by touching him… that was how Emma got through… but he was fine now…
She closed her eyes. At least she knew nothing was wrong with her mutant power. "Are you going to look for the others like us when you get well?"
"Dat's right. As soon as ol' Remy can fight again." He paused and looked at her like he knew something. By now… Rogue was already used to the look. She groaned. "What?"
"You can absorb anot'er way, non?"
She snarled. "Yeah, but you must be crazy if you think I'll try it on you!"
He chuckled… the pain in his chest became unbearable, but he remained talking. "What ot'er way is dere?"
She closed her eyes. "If I kiss someone, satisfied? I was going to eat.. but your questions made me lose my appetite." She stood up. He watched as she stormed out of the room. He looked over to see Hank. "She always like dis…?"
Hank sighed. "Most of the time, yes."
Kitty looked at Rogue. "Is Remy alright?" Rogue didn't bother answering. That Cajun had succeeded once again in completely disgusting her. What was it about him? He plainly got in her nerves, no matter how nice he was.
Maybe she was a BIT cold towards him…? Nah. Whatever he was getting, he must deserve somehow. She kept on walking right out. She made her way to the park and she sat there alone in the bench. It seemed to have been forever since the last she enjoyed being alone.
Sadly… she knew the moment Remy got better, she'd have to join him in finding the other ones that had been attacked by Emma. She began to grow sick of this. All Rogue really wanted was a peaceful summer. So much for that…
Remy stared into the ceiling. He sighed and looked at Hank. "S'… will I be up soon, doc?"
Hank looked at the records. "Yes… hopefully. You have such a will to stay alive. Thank goodness too… I'm surprised that piece of armor didn't kill you."
The Cajun nodded. "I'm as surprised as y' are, mon ami."
Hank stroked his chin as he read. "Its says here you…"
"Was arrested six times, had few minor childhood offenses… yeah, I know. Who knows more dan myself?"
Hank looked at him. "Looks like you'd have a lot of enemies…"
Remy smirked. "Not'ing I couldn't handle. Did it all in m' own… until now."
He closed his eyes. He remembered his simple life, usually alone. Damn Emma. Because of her, he had to take all that freedom away… and needed to end up in an infirmary with a broken arm and a pierced chest. Wonderful. He had to admit… he didn't hate Emma… he just wanted to end this.
He wanted to return to the life he once had… or he was heading for. He needed to recover soon for he could continue his mission… but perhaps it was better off he did it alone. No. He went this far. Why turn back? He sighed in weariness. It wasn't like Rogue was going to cooperate anyway. The pain in his chest lessened. He wanted to open his eyes… but they felt too heavy.
He heard the heart monitor… it slowed down. He grunted and held onto the sides of his bed. Was… was he leaving? He clenched his teeth. No. He had to keep going. Alone or not. He had to do this for the sake of himself… at least that's what he thought at first. His grip became weak. He had to do this for everyone Emma wanted to hurt… including Rogue.
* Night. Night is my time, the only moment that I truly feel safe. When the sun sets from the blue and bright sky, somehow the air feels much sweeter. I watch. People holding themselves to the earth, afraid and fearing death. I hear them call to the heavens when their time closes. I wonder what keeps them, what tortures them so. I watch. I look with eyes closed, but mind remembering. I try to stay in the night, but day comes to hide me once again. Night is my shelter, but as my heart stops at the brightness of day, no one attacks the vulnerable me.*
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END… of chapter seven. Man… I really have to get started on the REEEAAAL story. Believe it or not, it's not even the beginning yet!!! ^_^;;;
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CHAPTER EIGHT: THE FOURTH MUTANT
(yeah… there's Remy, Rogue, and Golem so far… *wink wink*)
Yeowch. Yeah, I know. lol. Everything just seemed grim at the moment… I had to make something stand out if you people were asleep… O.o;;; You weren't asleep were you…? Thankfully, I finished all I really needed to do!!! Yay! Sooooo, here ya go! All yours! Thanks again for the reviews!
This one is a day late. I hope y'all don't mind!!!
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing, topics, usual crap
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo aren't mine. Shepherd's pie… MINE
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alone
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rogue slowly moved her hand towards him. Soon, she made contact. Her eyes quickly shut…. … … … her eyes opened. Nothing happened. How could this be? She scratched her head. She looked over. "Mr. McCoy… umm…something weird happened."
Hank walked from the computer to her. "What is it?"
She pointed to her hands. He looked down and saw her touching Remy's hand. Hank blinked. "Rogue… … are you absorbing anything?"
She shook her head. "Nothing."
He looked at her. "Has the power you absorbed earlier disappear?"
Rogue shrugged and tried to power up the light beam… nope. She sighed. "Is something wrong with me, Mr. McCoy?"
Hank looked at her. "I don't see anything…" He shrugged. "That's fine. I'll run some tests on you… I'll see what I can do."
She sighed in relief. "Thanks." Her eyes shifted back to Remy. "He'll be awake tomorrow, right?"
"It depends. I need to focus on him tonight, and then I'll get to your little mutant power problem as soon as possible."
As she walked out of the room, she fell to the ground, her eyes had turned red. She looked at her hands… sure… she took his power… but where was his memory…?
She slowly got back up and lied in her bedroom… she tediously moved her eyes to the balcony… once she thought about it… she didn't go anywhere near it since she was attacked. She just looked upon it… trying to figure out what had happened that night… She slowly began to remember.
She walked to the balcony for fresh air… opened the doors. She took a deep breath and a chill reached her. The doors slammed, she fell back. Someone was in the room…
Someone was in the room… …
Someone…
Her heart stopped…
She couldn't breathe…
She looked down to see blood from her left arm…
Pain breached Rogue's mind. She held onto her head. "Why… why can't I remember the rest…? Was that it…?" She looked back at the balcony. She stood up and opened it. The cool summer's air brushed against her face. She sighed in relief. Maybe Emma finally decided to leave her alone… but what did Golem want?
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He kneeled. "Lady Frost… I'm sorry. I failed to finish the job." He looked up. "But with luck… he should be slowly dying from my armor. It pierced right through him."
She sneered. *Golem! You fool! Don't you understand? As long as you do not kill him by your own hands, LeBeau would remain living. That is the way it is… you better find a way to fix this, Golem… or I'll be forced to take procedures MY way.*
Golem flinched and looked away from the darkness. "I'm sorry, Lady Frost. I'll do what I can."
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*Remy began walking. Where was he…? He sighed. The last time he was found on this white plane was three months ago. He looked to see on this astral plane, he had no wounds and his right arm worked perfectly. The scar on his left arm remained. He touched it and looked out at his surroundings. "Decided t' finish me of y'self, eh Emma?"*
*His voice echoed. He closed his eyes. "I'm getting bored wit dis. Why do y' want t' kill me so badly?"*
*No response. Remy folded his arms and sat down. "Dat's fine… I can wait."*
*Before he could wait any longer, he had regained consciousness. *
He found himself in the room he was before. He looked to see Rogue sitting right next to him. He closed his eyes. "What time is it?"
She grunted. "What does it matter? You feeling better?"
"I guess…"
Rogue looked at her lap. "Breakfast is almost ready. What do you want?"
"Don want nothin', Chere. I rather try t' relax…"
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Golem."
"Golem…? What about him?"
"Golem is one of us."
She blinked. "What do you mean by that?"
"Did you try to absorb my memory…?"
She nodded.
"Did you get any memories from Golem…? Any at all?"
She stopped. "No…"
He felt the pain in his chest… such pain. He clenched his teeth, but continued talking. "Any memories from me, Chere?"
"No."
He sat up and looked at the girl sitting next to him. He sighed. "Y' see… you can't grasp our memories… I dunno why, but you jus' can't." he felt weaker… … Rogue had lowered his defenses by touching him… that was how Emma got through… but he was fine now…
She closed her eyes. At least she knew nothing was wrong with her mutant power. "Are you going to look for the others like us when you get well?"
"Dat's right. As soon as ol' Remy can fight again." He paused and looked at her like he knew something. By now… Rogue was already used to the look. She groaned. "What?"
"You can absorb anot'er way, non?"
She snarled. "Yeah, but you must be crazy if you think I'll try it on you!"
He chuckled… the pain in his chest became unbearable, but he remained talking. "What ot'er way is dere?"
She closed her eyes. "If I kiss someone, satisfied? I was going to eat.. but your questions made me lose my appetite." She stood up. He watched as she stormed out of the room. He looked over to see Hank. "She always like dis…?"
Hank sighed. "Most of the time, yes."
Kitty looked at Rogue. "Is Remy alright?" Rogue didn't bother answering. That Cajun had succeeded once again in completely disgusting her. What was it about him? He plainly got in her nerves, no matter how nice he was.
Maybe she was a BIT cold towards him…? Nah. Whatever he was getting, he must deserve somehow. She kept on walking right out. She made her way to the park and she sat there alone in the bench. It seemed to have been forever since the last she enjoyed being alone.
Sadly… she knew the moment Remy got better, she'd have to join him in finding the other ones that had been attacked by Emma. She began to grow sick of this. All Rogue really wanted was a peaceful summer. So much for that…
Remy stared into the ceiling. He sighed and looked at Hank. "S'… will I be up soon, doc?"
Hank looked at the records. "Yes… hopefully. You have such a will to stay alive. Thank goodness too… I'm surprised that piece of armor didn't kill you."
The Cajun nodded. "I'm as surprised as y' are, mon ami."
Hank stroked his chin as he read. "Its says here you…"
"Was arrested six times, had few minor childhood offenses… yeah, I know. Who knows more dan myself?"
Hank looked at him. "Looks like you'd have a lot of enemies…"
Remy smirked. "Not'ing I couldn't handle. Did it all in m' own… until now."
He closed his eyes. He remembered his simple life, usually alone. Damn Emma. Because of her, he had to take all that freedom away… and needed to end up in an infirmary with a broken arm and a pierced chest. Wonderful. He had to admit… he didn't hate Emma… he just wanted to end this.
He wanted to return to the life he once had… or he was heading for. He needed to recover soon for he could continue his mission… but perhaps it was better off he did it alone. No. He went this far. Why turn back? He sighed in weariness. It wasn't like Rogue was going to cooperate anyway. The pain in his chest lessened. He wanted to open his eyes… but they felt too heavy.
He heard the heart monitor… it slowed down. He grunted and held onto the sides of his bed. Was… was he leaving? He clenched his teeth. No. He had to keep going. Alone or not. He had to do this for the sake of himself… at least that's what he thought at first. His grip became weak. He had to do this for everyone Emma wanted to hurt… including Rogue.
* Night. Night is my time, the only moment that I truly feel safe. When the sun sets from the blue and bright sky, somehow the air feels much sweeter. I watch. People holding themselves to the earth, afraid and fearing death. I hear them call to the heavens when their time closes. I wonder what keeps them, what tortures them so. I watch. I look with eyes closed, but mind remembering. I try to stay in the night, but day comes to hide me once again. Night is my shelter, but as my heart stops at the brightness of day, no one attacks the vulnerable me.*
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END… of chapter seven. Man… I really have to get started on the REEEAAAL story. Believe it or not, it's not even the beginning yet!!! ^_^;;;
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CHAPTER EIGHT: THE FOURTH MUTANT
(yeah… there's Remy, Rogue, and Golem so far… *wink wink*)