CHAPTER NINE-- Oooh! Yay! Dedicated reviewers! I love you all!!! lol. I
don't know what's wrong with me!!! I can't stop writing this fic!!!! O.O I
get ideas in the middle of homework and BOOOM, drop everything, write
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Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing, topics, usual crap
Disclaimer…
I own a radio. It plays music that I bob my head to. I don't own X-Men or X- Evo… but I still bob my head to that too. =P
*: From the mind
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Open Wounds
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She flung a mighty kick towards Remy. He quickly reacted, and grabbed her leg. She rebounded and tried to kick him with her other foot. He blocked that as well. She lost her balance, but he caught her. "I don usually fight girls… I don wan' t' hurt you."
The girl grumbled and shrugged loose from Remy's grasp. She narrowed her eyes at the three people in front of her. Remy, Rogue and Kurt. She sighed. "You saved me back there… sorry… I can't get the rush out of my system. I wasn't expecting to be attacked… or rescued." She looked at Rogue. "Somehow you," she looked at Remy, "and you look familiar… I'm getting a strange vibe."
Rogue nodded. "You know about Emma… right?"
The girl sighed in relief. "Beautiful. I have found more in my predicament. I'm glad." She had a British accent. Her voice was as smooth as silk, and was very clear.
"Well, I'm glad I'm not alone…" Rogue felt somewhat relieved about other reasons; that there was another girl who had gone through what she has… and also that she wasn't as ignorant as Remy. Remy shot at her a cold look, as if he knew what she was thinking. She smirked at him and looked away. He scoffed.
Kurt gladly brought the girl inside to tend to her minor wounds and scratches. Rogue and Remy followed.
Kurt gave her a friendly smile. "My name is Kurt. Vat is your name?"
She smiled and flicked back her purple hair. " Elisabeth… my friends call me Betsy."
Name: Elisabeth "Psylocke" Braddock
Age: 18
Born: Malden, England
Power: telepath, shadows, and psychic knife
Eyes: Purple
Hair: Purple
Xavier studied her files. "Ahh… Betsy… do you plan to join Remy and Rogue?"
She nodded. "They'll need me."
"I trust you will keep those two in order… they tend to get at each other's necks sometimes."
She laughed. "Don't you worry, Professor. I'll make certain that I keep them in line. I heard a lot about you from Warren… Angel, you call him."
"Do you know anything about Golem, Betsy?"
She looked at the Professor in his eyes. "His name is Vincent Rath. That's all I truly know about him. Perhaps you can look him up in your computers?"
He nodded. "Thank you, Betsy."
"We need to think of a mutant name for you, Remy." Kitty smiled.
He laughed. "Back at New Orleans, dey called me Gambit. I guess dat be it."
Kurt smirked. "Why Gambit?"
He looked at Rogue and winked. "I make de first move." She scoffed. "Oh please." Evan and the others laughed. Betsy walked outside with Jean… they were both telepathic and wanted to learn from one another. Scott was inside with the rest, talking, and trying to enjoy the end of the third month of summer. One more month to go.
Rogue walked throughout the park late that night. She sighed and looked at the sky. It was so beautiful. Bright stars, a full moon. It looked as if it wasn't night yet, just merely sunset. She closed her eyes and sighed. "When will this all be over…?" She shivered a little and tried to warm herself with her gloved hands. A gust passed her. She looked around and soon felt a warm jacket over her shoulders. She looked back to see Remy. She sighed. "Have you been following me?"
He shrugged. "Saw you were walking out…" He sat down on a nearby bench and sighed deeply. Rogue smirked. "You couldn't sleep either, huh?"
He looked at the sky. "I dunno, Rogue. No matter how much I try, I can't get m'self t' sleep. Its always a useless effort…"
She sat next to him. "So… now that we found Betsy… are we going to find the others?"
He brushed back his bangs and looked at her. "For once, can we not talk 'bout dat? Dis whole t'ing is more frustratin' by de day."
Rogue sighed and looked at the ground. "I know what you mean…" She handed him his jacket. "I don't need it." She explained and stood back up. Remy blinked. "Are you actually warming up t' me…?"
She growled. "Don't get your hopes up. I'm exhausted… I do weird things when I'm tired."
He looked at her. "Why do you hate me so much, Chere? What did I do t' you?"
She sighed. "I didn't want to trust you…and I don't hate you…"
"Then what is it? You can trust me now, can't you?"
She looked at him. She didn't know why… ever since she saw him she felt like she had to push him away… it was an act of nature… she couldn't… she could… what… what should she do? She looked at him. "Alright… I guess I can… but… well… don't pull anything on me, alright?"
He smirked. "What do y' mean?"
She looked at her leg where his hand rested. "That."
He quickly moved his hand. "Don' know how dat got dere." He nervously laughed. She couldn't help but smile. He was just like a little boy… he seemed curious about most things… and tried to act all innocent. Crap. WAS it attractive? She shook the thought away.
Morning came. The sun brightly shone through Rogue's open balcony. She opened her eyes and sat up. She yawned and stretched her arms. She felt a lot better being nice to Remy… she wasn't even sure why her instincts told her to be mean and harsh to him. She lied down onto her pillows and sighed in satisfactory. Before she could relax any longer, a flash of white shot in her closed eyes. She held onto her head as a familiar voice penetrated in her head.
*"Rogue, why do you hate me?"*
It was Emma. Rogue shook her head in resentment. "Leave me alone!" She yelled.
*"Rogue…? Don't you see? Remy is trying to manipulate you! How well do you know this man? I'm your friend, Rogue. Aren't you mine?"*
Rogue leaned her head against her knees. "STOP IT!"
*"Aren't you?"*
"STOP!!!"
At this moment, Kurt ran into the room, where Rogue was screaming. He called for the others and tried to help settle Rogue. It was useless. Rogue hit Kurt back and light shot out from her eyes. He fell back. Soon, everyone arrived. Remy narrowed his eyes. He looked at Betsy. "I'll take dis one if you don mind."
She smiled. "Go right ahead."
He ran over towards Rogue, she began to attack him, lunging a punch. It was close, but she didn't hit him. He grabbed Rogue in the arms. "Control y'self! C'mon Chere!"
She seemed enraged and shot Remy to the ground, with a different power. She grabbed onto him and the light from her eyes began transferring to his eyes. Betsy gasped and looked around the room. Luckily, she found a mirror and flashed it between Rogue and Remy's eyes. Rogue fell back and held onto her head. Betsy quickly checked up on her. "Rogue…please say something… Rogue!!"
Remy sat up and rubbed his head. "Is she alright?"
Rogue had no energy whatsoever inside her. She was drained. Betsy looked at the others. "Can I have someone help me carry her?"
Hank walked in and held her up. "Can do."
Remy was dizzy, but regained his balance. He walked to Rogue who was now in Hank's arms. He looked at her face… Emma… she tried to take her… He made a fist with his hand. "Hey, doc, let me go wit you."
Hank looked at him. He nodded.
Remy sat next to her. He closed his eyes. "Dammit, Emma… why de hell did you have t' get her involved…? You're hurtin' her more dan any o' us."
Hank checked the computers. "She's really drained… it might take a while to get her to regain consciousness… that's if she DOES regains consciousness."
Remy sighed. "You take a break… I'll keep an eye on Rogue."
Hank smiled. "Thanks. I'll be back soon. I'll get us some breakfast."
As Mr. McCoy left, Remy held his head in his hands. *She used Rogue t' attack me… a shield… a barrier… she really can't be in de light, can she?* He touched Rogue's face gently. He knew if he did that when she was awake, she'd beat the crap out of him. He stopped. He removed his hand and looked out the window. He sighed. "You're missin' a sunny day, Chere…" He looked back at her. His eyes became sympathetic to see one small tear roll down her cheek.
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A little romance, no? What has just happened to Rogue? When will all of this end? Will Xavier track down Vincent Rath? Is Emma on the move again? What happened to Golem in this chapter????!!!! lol. Great! I'm asking myself questions!!!! YOUR turn!!! Ask away and review! You like? You don't like? You want to know what…? Compliments? Coupons? ^_^
Next chapter…
CHAPTER TEN: HUMAN HEART
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing, topics, usual crap
Disclaimer…
I own a radio. It plays music that I bob my head to. I don't own X-Men or X- Evo… but I still bob my head to that too. =P
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Open Wounds
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She flung a mighty kick towards Remy. He quickly reacted, and grabbed her leg. She rebounded and tried to kick him with her other foot. He blocked that as well. She lost her balance, but he caught her. "I don usually fight girls… I don wan' t' hurt you."
The girl grumbled and shrugged loose from Remy's grasp. She narrowed her eyes at the three people in front of her. Remy, Rogue and Kurt. She sighed. "You saved me back there… sorry… I can't get the rush out of my system. I wasn't expecting to be attacked… or rescued." She looked at Rogue. "Somehow you," she looked at Remy, "and you look familiar… I'm getting a strange vibe."
Rogue nodded. "You know about Emma… right?"
The girl sighed in relief. "Beautiful. I have found more in my predicament. I'm glad." She had a British accent. Her voice was as smooth as silk, and was very clear.
"Well, I'm glad I'm not alone…" Rogue felt somewhat relieved about other reasons; that there was another girl who had gone through what she has… and also that she wasn't as ignorant as Remy. Remy shot at her a cold look, as if he knew what she was thinking. She smirked at him and looked away. He scoffed.
Kurt gladly brought the girl inside to tend to her minor wounds and scratches. Rogue and Remy followed.
Kurt gave her a friendly smile. "My name is Kurt. Vat is your name?"
She smiled and flicked back her purple hair. " Elisabeth… my friends call me Betsy."
Name: Elisabeth "Psylocke" Braddock
Age: 18
Born: Malden, England
Power: telepath, shadows, and psychic knife
Eyes: Purple
Hair: Purple
Xavier studied her files. "Ahh… Betsy… do you plan to join Remy and Rogue?"
She nodded. "They'll need me."
"I trust you will keep those two in order… they tend to get at each other's necks sometimes."
She laughed. "Don't you worry, Professor. I'll make certain that I keep them in line. I heard a lot about you from Warren… Angel, you call him."
"Do you know anything about Golem, Betsy?"
She looked at the Professor in his eyes. "His name is Vincent Rath. That's all I truly know about him. Perhaps you can look him up in your computers?"
He nodded. "Thank you, Betsy."
"We need to think of a mutant name for you, Remy." Kitty smiled.
He laughed. "Back at New Orleans, dey called me Gambit. I guess dat be it."
Kurt smirked. "Why Gambit?"
He looked at Rogue and winked. "I make de first move." She scoffed. "Oh please." Evan and the others laughed. Betsy walked outside with Jean… they were both telepathic and wanted to learn from one another. Scott was inside with the rest, talking, and trying to enjoy the end of the third month of summer. One more month to go.
Rogue walked throughout the park late that night. She sighed and looked at the sky. It was so beautiful. Bright stars, a full moon. It looked as if it wasn't night yet, just merely sunset. She closed her eyes and sighed. "When will this all be over…?" She shivered a little and tried to warm herself with her gloved hands. A gust passed her. She looked around and soon felt a warm jacket over her shoulders. She looked back to see Remy. She sighed. "Have you been following me?"
He shrugged. "Saw you were walking out…" He sat down on a nearby bench and sighed deeply. Rogue smirked. "You couldn't sleep either, huh?"
He looked at the sky. "I dunno, Rogue. No matter how much I try, I can't get m'self t' sleep. Its always a useless effort…"
She sat next to him. "So… now that we found Betsy… are we going to find the others?"
He brushed back his bangs and looked at her. "For once, can we not talk 'bout dat? Dis whole t'ing is more frustratin' by de day."
Rogue sighed and looked at the ground. "I know what you mean…" She handed him his jacket. "I don't need it." She explained and stood back up. Remy blinked. "Are you actually warming up t' me…?"
She growled. "Don't get your hopes up. I'm exhausted… I do weird things when I'm tired."
He looked at her. "Why do you hate me so much, Chere? What did I do t' you?"
She sighed. "I didn't want to trust you…and I don't hate you…"
"Then what is it? You can trust me now, can't you?"
She looked at him. She didn't know why… ever since she saw him she felt like she had to push him away… it was an act of nature… she couldn't… she could… what… what should she do? She looked at him. "Alright… I guess I can… but… well… don't pull anything on me, alright?"
He smirked. "What do y' mean?"
She looked at her leg where his hand rested. "That."
He quickly moved his hand. "Don' know how dat got dere." He nervously laughed. She couldn't help but smile. He was just like a little boy… he seemed curious about most things… and tried to act all innocent. Crap. WAS it attractive? She shook the thought away.
Morning came. The sun brightly shone through Rogue's open balcony. She opened her eyes and sat up. She yawned and stretched her arms. She felt a lot better being nice to Remy… she wasn't even sure why her instincts told her to be mean and harsh to him. She lied down onto her pillows and sighed in satisfactory. Before she could relax any longer, a flash of white shot in her closed eyes. She held onto her head as a familiar voice penetrated in her head.
*"Rogue, why do you hate me?"*
It was Emma. Rogue shook her head in resentment. "Leave me alone!" She yelled.
*"Rogue…? Don't you see? Remy is trying to manipulate you! How well do you know this man? I'm your friend, Rogue. Aren't you mine?"*
Rogue leaned her head against her knees. "STOP IT!"
*"Aren't you?"*
"STOP!!!"
At this moment, Kurt ran into the room, where Rogue was screaming. He called for the others and tried to help settle Rogue. It was useless. Rogue hit Kurt back and light shot out from her eyes. He fell back. Soon, everyone arrived. Remy narrowed his eyes. He looked at Betsy. "I'll take dis one if you don mind."
She smiled. "Go right ahead."
He ran over towards Rogue, she began to attack him, lunging a punch. It was close, but she didn't hit him. He grabbed Rogue in the arms. "Control y'self! C'mon Chere!"
She seemed enraged and shot Remy to the ground, with a different power. She grabbed onto him and the light from her eyes began transferring to his eyes. Betsy gasped and looked around the room. Luckily, she found a mirror and flashed it between Rogue and Remy's eyes. Rogue fell back and held onto her head. Betsy quickly checked up on her. "Rogue…please say something… Rogue!!"
Remy sat up and rubbed his head. "Is she alright?"
Rogue had no energy whatsoever inside her. She was drained. Betsy looked at the others. "Can I have someone help me carry her?"
Hank walked in and held her up. "Can do."
Remy was dizzy, but regained his balance. He walked to Rogue who was now in Hank's arms. He looked at her face… Emma… she tried to take her… He made a fist with his hand. "Hey, doc, let me go wit you."
Hank looked at him. He nodded.
Remy sat next to her. He closed his eyes. "Dammit, Emma… why de hell did you have t' get her involved…? You're hurtin' her more dan any o' us."
Hank checked the computers. "She's really drained… it might take a while to get her to regain consciousness… that's if she DOES regains consciousness."
Remy sighed. "You take a break… I'll keep an eye on Rogue."
Hank smiled. "Thanks. I'll be back soon. I'll get us some breakfast."
As Mr. McCoy left, Remy held his head in his hands. *She used Rogue t' attack me… a shield… a barrier… she really can't be in de light, can she?* He touched Rogue's face gently. He knew if he did that when she was awake, she'd beat the crap out of him. He stopped. He removed his hand and looked out the window. He sighed. "You're missin' a sunny day, Chere…" He looked back at her. His eyes became sympathetic to see one small tear roll down her cheek.
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A little romance, no? What has just happened to Rogue? When will all of this end? Will Xavier track down Vincent Rath? Is Emma on the move again? What happened to Golem in this chapter????!!!! lol. Great! I'm asking myself questions!!!! YOUR turn!!! Ask away and review! You like? You don't like? You want to know what…? Compliments? Coupons? ^_^
Next chapter…
CHAPTER TEN: HUMAN HEART