CHAPTER TEN-- Wow… chapter ten already!!!! ^_^ ammmmaaaaazzzinnng. This
chapter wont be as exciting or WHOOHOO as all the other chapters… you can
read what I think about it in the bottom of the chapter. ^_^;;; Well,
reading time!!! Don't forget to review!
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing, topics, usual crap
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo aren't mine. You cool wit dat?
*: From the mind
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Human Heart
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Vincent Rath. No records found. "How can this be…?" Xavier muttered to himself. There had been no written records of this man… all were confidential and could not be opened. But… how did Betsy find out about Golem's real name…? Surely, it couldn't be the only thing she knew… after all, there were no records the Professor was able to reach.
Remy threw some cards into a hat. Hank came back with breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Remy gladly took the plate and ate. Hank sat at the computer. "Let's see… Rogue, how are we going to get you back to consciousness?"
Remy smiled. "You take care o' her, doc… I t'ink I'm going t' leave an' take care o' a few t'ings."
Hank nodded and smiled. "Just stay out of trouble."
The Cajun walked out of the mansion. He sighed heavily and looked back. He really hoped that Rogue was going to get better… what was he kidding? She WAS going to be alright… Emma has plans for her… but what? He grunted. Why did he have to constantly think and wonder about what Emma was planning on doing? It made him sick. He really needed a break. He began walking through the park, and came across Kurt, who was carrying yarrows.
Remy scratched his head and began walking with Kurt. "What's wit de Yarrows, mon ami?"
Kurt smiled. "Last time, when Rogue was hurt, I got her yarrows… … as silly as it seems, I think she appreciated it."
"You good friends wit her?"
Kurt shrugged. "My mother was her foster parent… I guess that makes us brother and sister. I don't think she's exactly used to the idea yet."
Remy was quiet…it was strange. Usually, Remy would say a wise crack or SOMETHING… Kurt looked at him. "What's the matter?"
The Cajun looked at the sky. "Just t'inking… maybe it was wrong of me t' come here. Emma wants me dead… I don know why, but because of dat, Rogue is a lot more pain…"
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*Golem, what in the world are you doing?*
The large man stood up from the ground. "N-Nothing, Lady Frost. I…I was just thinking-"
*What have I told you about thinking? You don't think. It's forbidden. Now, I have a new job for you.*
He nodded. "What is it?"
*I want you to go back to Bayville, but as a human. No powers, understand?*
He nodded again. "Why… what do you want me to do?"
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"I met him, that is how I know his name, Professor. I'm sorry I can't tell you anymore than that."
Xavier nodded. "It's quite alright. I DO have a question for you."
Betsy smiled. "Ask away."
"Were you able to push Emma away with your mutant power of telepathy?"
Betsy nodded. "Telepathy and will. You see, Emma didn't attack me as bad as I see she had attacked Rogue… I don't know about Remy."
"How DID you get attacked?"
"I heard voices. When I was young I heard plenty of voices, but I wasn't afraid. I knew I was a mutant. But, once I harnessed my power, I knew that I couldn't get voices in my head unless it was from another mutant. When I heard Emma speak to me, I knew that something was going to happen. When she attacked me, she did not have good aim. I looked up her records as soon as I could. Her name was Emma Frost, and she had the same predicament I had when I was little, except she panicked and her family sent her to an asylum. I found out that she was released but a few days before my attack."
"Emma Frost…that was the girl that vanished… … three months ago."
"Yes… she attacked me about then. I assume she attacked Remy and then Rogue… perhaps along the lines she attacked Vincent as well."
"Vincent… it is strange that I was not able to find records on this man. It seems that Emma has full control of him. Why? Why does she want control over you, Vincent, Remy, and Rogue?"
Betsy sighed. "I'm not sure. Its obvious Emma wants to gain possession over us… probably for the good… probably for the bad."
"You haven't talked to Remy, have you?"
She shook her head.
"Remy believes that Emma is heading for the worst side of things… after all… it seems like Emma hates Remy enough to try to kill him."
"I don't know what that whole situation is about, Xavier, but I know that we should leave it between Remy and Emma. Whatever reason they have to try to kill one another is their thing. Rogue and I will try to find the pacifist way of dealing with this."
Pacifist…right.
Rogue opened her eyes. She still was drained and was unable to move the rest of her body. She looked at Hank. "Mr. McCoy…?"
He looked at her. "Oh, thank goodness. You feeling alright?"
She sighed. "Yeah… just weak."
She looked around. She could've sword Remy was there with her… somehow she felt that he was. She looked back at Hank. "Where's Remy?"
"He left to take a break. Maybe you need some food. Here." He handed her a plate of pancakes. Rogue was too weak to even move her hands. "I'll eat later…" She said, sadly. She was hungry… but she couldn't hold the fork and knife in her hands. She was frustrated. Soon, Remy came in. He smiled. "What d' y' know? De moment I leave is de moment Rogue gets better." He sat down next to her. She smiled at him… trying to save her energy to grasp onto the utensils. Remy looked down to see her trying to grab onto the fork. He looked back at her. "Need help?"
She laughed a little. "I'll try to do it on my own."
Remy smirked. "You DO look hungry, Chere…"
She grumbled. "It's alright. I'll eat later."
Remy shook his head. "No use starvin' yourself…" He handed her a glass of orange juice. She knew better than to grab it… she couldn't even hold the fork and the knife. Remy laughed a little and grabbed a straw. "Here, better?"
She sipped and looked at him. "Thanks…"
He stood up. "Did y' just thank me?"
"Yeah… now don't let it get to your head."
He smiled and stretched his arms back. "I was t'inking, Rogue… maybe I should leave… I'm putting you in danger…"
Rogue grunted. "It won't make any difference, will it?"
"Rogue, you tried t' attack me when Emma was dere wit you again."
She looked down. "I'm sorry… I couldn't control-"
He smiled. "It's alright, Chere. I never said it was your fault. I just don want y' getting hurt because o' Emma an' me."
"How would I get hurt?"
"Like dis mornin'… she used you to attack me. She will do it again if she has t'…"
"Remy…why does she want you dead?"
"No clue."
It was quiet. Remy sighed. "I'll be getting' ready t' go."
Rogue struggled to sit up. "Please don't go…"
He looked back. Again, there was silence. Hank cleared his throat. "I'll just… um… go… check on the others…" He walked out. Remy smiled. "If you don wan' me t' leave, I wont."
She smiled at him…and fell back in the pillows. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. She was exhausted. Just from tying to sit up, it took what was left of her energy. Remy looked at her. "Chere…?"
Yep, she was asleep. He smiled and pulled the covers over her. He didn't know what was going on… … Emma… why she hated him… why she wanted him dead…and Rogue… what about her? He felt his stomach turn…not in the disgusted kind of way, but the embarrassed and nervous way. Was he starting to get attached to Rogue?
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No real action on this one!! Sorry! But the next chapter… I guarantee the ACTION!!! ^_^ heehee. Yeah, so that's chapter ten for you. A little slow moving and informational crap along with more Rogue/Remy interaction… I guess its kinda a prologue for chapter eleven!!! heehee. REVIIIIIIEEEEEEWWWWW!!!! ^_^ Whenever I get stuck when I'm writing… I read your reviews, and I get inspired! Honest! REVIEW!
Next Chapter…
CHAPTER ELEVEN: PATH
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing, topics, usual crap
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo aren't mine. You cool wit dat?
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Human Heart
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Vincent Rath. No records found. "How can this be…?" Xavier muttered to himself. There had been no written records of this man… all were confidential and could not be opened. But… how did Betsy find out about Golem's real name…? Surely, it couldn't be the only thing she knew… after all, there were no records the Professor was able to reach.
Remy threw some cards into a hat. Hank came back with breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Remy gladly took the plate and ate. Hank sat at the computer. "Let's see… Rogue, how are we going to get you back to consciousness?"
Remy smiled. "You take care o' her, doc… I t'ink I'm going t' leave an' take care o' a few t'ings."
Hank nodded and smiled. "Just stay out of trouble."
The Cajun walked out of the mansion. He sighed heavily and looked back. He really hoped that Rogue was going to get better… what was he kidding? She WAS going to be alright… Emma has plans for her… but what? He grunted. Why did he have to constantly think and wonder about what Emma was planning on doing? It made him sick. He really needed a break. He began walking through the park, and came across Kurt, who was carrying yarrows.
Remy scratched his head and began walking with Kurt. "What's wit de Yarrows, mon ami?"
Kurt smiled. "Last time, when Rogue was hurt, I got her yarrows… … as silly as it seems, I think she appreciated it."
"You good friends wit her?"
Kurt shrugged. "My mother was her foster parent… I guess that makes us brother and sister. I don't think she's exactly used to the idea yet."
Remy was quiet…it was strange. Usually, Remy would say a wise crack or SOMETHING… Kurt looked at him. "What's the matter?"
The Cajun looked at the sky. "Just t'inking… maybe it was wrong of me t' come here. Emma wants me dead… I don know why, but because of dat, Rogue is a lot more pain…"
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*Golem, what in the world are you doing?*
The large man stood up from the ground. "N-Nothing, Lady Frost. I…I was just thinking-"
*What have I told you about thinking? You don't think. It's forbidden. Now, I have a new job for you.*
He nodded. "What is it?"
*I want you to go back to Bayville, but as a human. No powers, understand?*
He nodded again. "Why… what do you want me to do?"
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"I met him, that is how I know his name, Professor. I'm sorry I can't tell you anymore than that."
Xavier nodded. "It's quite alright. I DO have a question for you."
Betsy smiled. "Ask away."
"Were you able to push Emma away with your mutant power of telepathy?"
Betsy nodded. "Telepathy and will. You see, Emma didn't attack me as bad as I see she had attacked Rogue… I don't know about Remy."
"How DID you get attacked?"
"I heard voices. When I was young I heard plenty of voices, but I wasn't afraid. I knew I was a mutant. But, once I harnessed my power, I knew that I couldn't get voices in my head unless it was from another mutant. When I heard Emma speak to me, I knew that something was going to happen. When she attacked me, she did not have good aim. I looked up her records as soon as I could. Her name was Emma Frost, and she had the same predicament I had when I was little, except she panicked and her family sent her to an asylum. I found out that she was released but a few days before my attack."
"Emma Frost…that was the girl that vanished… … three months ago."
"Yes… she attacked me about then. I assume she attacked Remy and then Rogue… perhaps along the lines she attacked Vincent as well."
"Vincent… it is strange that I was not able to find records on this man. It seems that Emma has full control of him. Why? Why does she want control over you, Vincent, Remy, and Rogue?"
Betsy sighed. "I'm not sure. Its obvious Emma wants to gain possession over us… probably for the good… probably for the bad."
"You haven't talked to Remy, have you?"
She shook her head.
"Remy believes that Emma is heading for the worst side of things… after all… it seems like Emma hates Remy enough to try to kill him."
"I don't know what that whole situation is about, Xavier, but I know that we should leave it between Remy and Emma. Whatever reason they have to try to kill one another is their thing. Rogue and I will try to find the pacifist way of dealing with this."
Pacifist…right.
Rogue opened her eyes. She still was drained and was unable to move the rest of her body. She looked at Hank. "Mr. McCoy…?"
He looked at her. "Oh, thank goodness. You feeling alright?"
She sighed. "Yeah… just weak."
She looked around. She could've sword Remy was there with her… somehow she felt that he was. She looked back at Hank. "Where's Remy?"
"He left to take a break. Maybe you need some food. Here." He handed her a plate of pancakes. Rogue was too weak to even move her hands. "I'll eat later…" She said, sadly. She was hungry… but she couldn't hold the fork and knife in her hands. She was frustrated. Soon, Remy came in. He smiled. "What d' y' know? De moment I leave is de moment Rogue gets better." He sat down next to her. She smiled at him… trying to save her energy to grasp onto the utensils. Remy looked down to see her trying to grab onto the fork. He looked back at her. "Need help?"
She laughed a little. "I'll try to do it on my own."
Remy smirked. "You DO look hungry, Chere…"
She grumbled. "It's alright. I'll eat later."
Remy shook his head. "No use starvin' yourself…" He handed her a glass of orange juice. She knew better than to grab it… she couldn't even hold the fork and the knife. Remy laughed a little and grabbed a straw. "Here, better?"
She sipped and looked at him. "Thanks…"
He stood up. "Did y' just thank me?"
"Yeah… now don't let it get to your head."
He smiled and stretched his arms back. "I was t'inking, Rogue… maybe I should leave… I'm putting you in danger…"
Rogue grunted. "It won't make any difference, will it?"
"Rogue, you tried t' attack me when Emma was dere wit you again."
She looked down. "I'm sorry… I couldn't control-"
He smiled. "It's alright, Chere. I never said it was your fault. I just don want y' getting hurt because o' Emma an' me."
"How would I get hurt?"
"Like dis mornin'… she used you to attack me. She will do it again if she has t'…"
"Remy…why does she want you dead?"
"No clue."
It was quiet. Remy sighed. "I'll be getting' ready t' go."
Rogue struggled to sit up. "Please don't go…"
He looked back. Again, there was silence. Hank cleared his throat. "I'll just… um… go… check on the others…" He walked out. Remy smiled. "If you don wan' me t' leave, I wont."
She smiled at him…and fell back in the pillows. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. She was exhausted. Just from tying to sit up, it took what was left of her energy. Remy looked at her. "Chere…?"
Yep, she was asleep. He smiled and pulled the covers over her. He didn't know what was going on… … Emma… why she hated him… why she wanted him dead…and Rogue… what about her? He felt his stomach turn…not in the disgusted kind of way, but the embarrassed and nervous way. Was he starting to get attached to Rogue?
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No real action on this one!! Sorry! But the next chapter… I guarantee the ACTION!!! ^_^ heehee. Yeah, so that's chapter ten for you. A little slow moving and informational crap along with more Rogue/Remy interaction… I guess its kinda a prologue for chapter eleven!!! heehee. REVIIIIIIEEEEEEWWWWW!!!! ^_^ Whenever I get stuck when I'm writing… I read your reviews, and I get inspired! Honest! REVIEW!
Next Chapter…
CHAPTER ELEVEN: PATH