CHAPTER FOURTEEN! ^_^ Usually, I would've waited for a little more reviews…
but man… I CANT WAIT!!! MUST POST!!!!! ^_^;;;; heehee.
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo isn't mine… the world… Just wait a couple of years… *diabolical laugh*
*: From the mind
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Shadows
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*Shadows… there! * She jumped *there… * She moved away from the dark masses. She gave up, knowing escape was futile. Soon, the shadow consumed her. She whimpered. Her eyes were closed tightly, she held onto her body. No! NO! She wasn't going to be eaten…
She slowly opened one eye… no pain…
Jean sat up from her bed. She was sharing a room with her. "Betsy? Betsy??? Where are you?" She jumped up and looked around.
She screamed. "I'm here! Help me, Jean! Please!"
Jean began walking… she heard a voice, but where was it from? "Betsy?"
"HERE!"
She looked down to see a hand reach from the ground. Jean screamed, jumped, and fell to the ground. Betsy stood up. "B-Betsy! You… You're…" Jean quickly turned on the lights, in fear of a shadow body with bright yellow eyes staring at her. Betsy fell to the ground as the shadow left her. She was back to normal, and opened her eyes. "This has happened before…" She sighed. Jean helped her up and looked at her. "You're alright…? What was that?"
She looked at her hands. "My other mutant power… becoming one with the shadows…" She made fists. "I hate this one the most. I can never feel safe in the darkness… without turning into… that thing… that shadow creature."
Jean smiled. "Let's just say you're in the right house. You can talk to the Professor tomorrow."
Breakfast was unusually quiet. Remy was just eating, and not talking between bites. Bishop was talking… but only to understand a few things. It wasn't loud. Rogue looked at Remy. It bothered her how quiet it was. She kicked Remy on the knee. He looked up from his food and at her. She smirked. "Cat got your tongue this morning?"
Remy sighed and drank some of his orange juice. He put the glass down. He smiled. "Well, at least you ain't mad at me."
Rogue rose an eyebrow. "Why would I be mad?"
"Last night." He looked back at his plate and ate.
She scoffed. "Is THAT it? You weren't serious, were you?"
Remy grunted… that one really hit him. How could she treat that like it was a joke? Why would he joke about something like a kiss? He actually felt something about Rogue. Something about her… it was different from all the girls he had been with. Something as insignificant as a kiss would mean a lot coming from her… for many reasons. He clenched his teeth. "Non. Why would I be serious about dat?" He stood up and walked outside, not finishing his breakfast. Rogue stood up. "Remy…"
She growled low in her throat and hit the table. "You jerk." She folded her arms across her chest and closed her eyes. Bishop looked at her, and at the window. Man, was this going to be an interesting week. He could hardly wait…
"New Orleans."
Remy stopped. "Come again?"
"New Orleans is our next spot."
"You don' get it, Betsy… I can't go back dere… I-"
Betsy folded her arms. "You what?"
He looked away. "I jus' can't go dere…"
Rogue narrowed her eyes. FIRST, Remy wasn't talking to her. SECOND, he wasn't cooperating… THIRD, HE WASN'T TALKING TO HER! She made a fist. "Oh? Why not? You know what? You don't have to go! We can do JUST FINE WITHOUT YOU!"
Remy looked at her. He smirked. "Oh yeah? Want t' make a bet on dat, Chere? Dere is a couple o' t'ings you need t' know about New Orleans."
"Oh?" at least he was talking to her…
"Yeah, you wouldn't last a DAY dere! You have NO idea what you're gettin' yourself into!"
WHAT??? She scoffed. Maybe she liked it better when he wasn't talking to her! "WHO DIED AND MADE YOU MY MOTHER???!!!"
Remy shook his head and laughed a little. Betsy stepped in between. "Hold on! Before we get into a Smack Down here, we need to clear up a variety of things!" She looked at Remy. "You, YOU'RE coming." She looked at Rogue. "And you, STOP trying to pick a fight! The Professor told me to keep you two in line.. perhaps he wasn't joking!"
They were quiet, and faced opposite directions. Remy sighed. What was he doing? Why did he have to get so angry around her NOW? He should know by now… Rogue couldn't be anything more to him than she already was. Maybe he should apologize…?
Rogue sighed. Maybe she was a little mean to him? Maybe he wasn't joking about the kiss… who was she kidding? Of course he wasn't! UGH! Why did she have to be such a brat to him… but why did he have to be such a jerk back? She turned around.
Vincent walked in. "We go now?"
Betsy nodded. "Let's go."
Remy sighed. "New Orleans."
Rogue scoffed. "STILL think I won't survive there?" She gave him a dirty look.
"About dat… Rogue, I-"
"Ugh… I need to get some rest. Wake me up when we get to New Orleans."
Of course, when Rogue says rest…she MEANS rest. Remy sighed and leaned his head back. Kitty looked at him. "Girl problems?"
Remy laughed. "Problems in general, Petite…"
Kitty looked at Rogue and back at him. "Why are you guys so mad at each other? What happened?"
He sighed. "I decided to be a jackass an' piss her off. What else is new?"
Bishop shrugged. "You know, LeBeau… you shouldn't make a big deal about it. Just keep on working together… and whatever pissed you off so much… just forget about it."
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Chronomancer folded his arms. The constant failures were getting on his nerves. Emma, or White Queen as he knew her, was winning the small race they were having. "This is getting old really fast. We get Bishop, and the ones he left with, and 'ol White Queen will learn not to mess with us again. Got that?"
His minions nodded, one in particular was a yellow-skinned yes-man that was Trevor's right arm man. He looked at his boss. "Sir, what should we do with the girl? She's still asleep… should we wake her up?"
Trevor smiled. "No… that's fine. Let her rest while she still can. After all, she agreed to come with us."
The minion nodded and parted from the leader. Trevor walked into the room near by and sat on the bed. He looked at the girl lying there. He smiled and looked out the window. "You'll help us, won't you Shard?"
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Kitty sighed in satisfactory. "Now that we're in New Orleans, where should we go?"
Betsy shrugged. "I guess we should look right away…"
Remy laughed. "Are you kiddin' me? Dis is New Orleans, mon ami. Have fun. Besides… I wan' t' see m' family before we look."
Rogue smiled. "Your family lives here?" She seemed to have forgotten their minor quarrel earlier in the day.
He nodded. "Was born an' raised here."
Kitty clapped her hands. "Show us around!"
He frowned. "Nah, its better to explore in y' own."
He began walking. Rogue stopped him. "Mind if I come?"
He sighed and looked at her in the eyes. "I'm sorry t' say dis… but you can't."
Rogue knew that if she questioned him it'd probably lead into a fight. She nodded. "Alright. See you later then." She walked to the others.
He slowly walked around the alleys. He wasn't supposed to be back… he couldn't be. He loved New Orleans, he never wanted to leave in the first place… but… he closed his eyes. Dammit… why did he have to come back? The pain of seeing his family again… but he wanted to. How were they doing?
He reached the front of a large building. He knocked on the door. It was quiet. The silence almost made Remy have a nervous breakdown. The door soon opened a strong man in the other side of the door. He smiled to see Remy. "Welcome home, fils."
"Jean-Luc…. I know I'm s'posed to be gone… but-"
"T'ink not'ing of it, Remy. You're my son. You are always welcome to your home in de Thieves Guild."
Jean-Luc wasn't truly his father… but his adopted parent. When he was little, Jean-Luc took Remy in to be his son and be a part of the Thieves Guild, for the boy had natural talent. When Remy walked into the house, crowds of people approached him. They were his family. They all laughed and cheered. Their brother was back.
"So, what have you been doin'?"
Remy shrugged. "Not'ing really. Tryin' to find a woman that is either bent on destroyin' us all, or wants somet'ing else."
Jean-Luc laughed. "Dat don't sound like you, Remy. You aren't de hero type."
Remy smirked. "Dat's what I thought…"
One of his "sisters" elbowed him. "Sooo, Remy, we all know you well enough t' know you found a girl, non?"
He sighed. "I dunno yet… she's still kind o' lost… jus' like me."
Soon, a man from the guild ran towards Jean-Luc. "Dere are people outside… I t'ink dey're from de Assassins Guild…"
Remy cursed to himself. "Don tell me… dey know I'm here, and now dey're goin' t' kill me. Gotcha." He stood up. Jean-Luc grabbed his son's arm. "Remy, I don want you to go out dere. If dey don' know you're here, den its better dat way. We can steer 'em wrong."
Remy shook his head. "Non… let 'em get rid of dere steam. Dey obviously have a lot o' hatred for me. Let 'em have what dey want."
Jean-Luc nodded. "Be careful."
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Kitty smiled. "That is SO cool, Betsy! We can kind of do the same thing!"
Betsy smiled. "Yeah, I guess, except that I stay where the shadows remain. I guess I can get used to it. I have to admit, it scared me out of my mind."
Kitty smiled. "Trust me, I know how you feel."
Rogue sighed. "I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling."
The girls looked at her. "About what? Just like Remy said, 'This is New Orleans! Have fun'!"
Rogue folded her arms and looked at the ground. Was it guilt that she was feeling, or was it really a premonition? She sighed. "I'm going to find Remy. I'll be back later."
Kitty blinked. "Are you sure? New Orleans is an unfamiliar area… you think you can find him?"
Rogue grunted. She was right. How would she find him?
Vincent cleared his throat. "He's down a few miles, a big building…" He said. Rogue looked at him. "Who is?"
"Remy. If you don't believe me, you can get a map."
Rogue looked away… what did she have to lose?
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN: PAST TEARS
Rated PG-13 for….
Cursing
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo isn't mine… the world… Just wait a couple of years… *diabolical laugh*
*: From the mind
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Shadows
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*Shadows… there! * She jumped *there… * She moved away from the dark masses. She gave up, knowing escape was futile. Soon, the shadow consumed her. She whimpered. Her eyes were closed tightly, she held onto her body. No! NO! She wasn't going to be eaten…
She slowly opened one eye… no pain…
Jean sat up from her bed. She was sharing a room with her. "Betsy? Betsy??? Where are you?" She jumped up and looked around.
She screamed. "I'm here! Help me, Jean! Please!"
Jean began walking… she heard a voice, but where was it from? "Betsy?"
"HERE!"
She looked down to see a hand reach from the ground. Jean screamed, jumped, and fell to the ground. Betsy stood up. "B-Betsy! You… You're…" Jean quickly turned on the lights, in fear of a shadow body with bright yellow eyes staring at her. Betsy fell to the ground as the shadow left her. She was back to normal, and opened her eyes. "This has happened before…" She sighed. Jean helped her up and looked at her. "You're alright…? What was that?"
She looked at her hands. "My other mutant power… becoming one with the shadows…" She made fists. "I hate this one the most. I can never feel safe in the darkness… without turning into… that thing… that shadow creature."
Jean smiled. "Let's just say you're in the right house. You can talk to the Professor tomorrow."
Breakfast was unusually quiet. Remy was just eating, and not talking between bites. Bishop was talking… but only to understand a few things. It wasn't loud. Rogue looked at Remy. It bothered her how quiet it was. She kicked Remy on the knee. He looked up from his food and at her. She smirked. "Cat got your tongue this morning?"
Remy sighed and drank some of his orange juice. He put the glass down. He smiled. "Well, at least you ain't mad at me."
Rogue rose an eyebrow. "Why would I be mad?"
"Last night." He looked back at his plate and ate.
She scoffed. "Is THAT it? You weren't serious, were you?"
Remy grunted… that one really hit him. How could she treat that like it was a joke? Why would he joke about something like a kiss? He actually felt something about Rogue. Something about her… it was different from all the girls he had been with. Something as insignificant as a kiss would mean a lot coming from her… for many reasons. He clenched his teeth. "Non. Why would I be serious about dat?" He stood up and walked outside, not finishing his breakfast. Rogue stood up. "Remy…"
She growled low in her throat and hit the table. "You jerk." She folded her arms across her chest and closed her eyes. Bishop looked at her, and at the window. Man, was this going to be an interesting week. He could hardly wait…
"New Orleans."
Remy stopped. "Come again?"
"New Orleans is our next spot."
"You don' get it, Betsy… I can't go back dere… I-"
Betsy folded her arms. "You what?"
He looked away. "I jus' can't go dere…"
Rogue narrowed her eyes. FIRST, Remy wasn't talking to her. SECOND, he wasn't cooperating… THIRD, HE WASN'T TALKING TO HER! She made a fist. "Oh? Why not? You know what? You don't have to go! We can do JUST FINE WITHOUT YOU!"
Remy looked at her. He smirked. "Oh yeah? Want t' make a bet on dat, Chere? Dere is a couple o' t'ings you need t' know about New Orleans."
"Oh?" at least he was talking to her…
"Yeah, you wouldn't last a DAY dere! You have NO idea what you're gettin' yourself into!"
WHAT??? She scoffed. Maybe she liked it better when he wasn't talking to her! "WHO DIED AND MADE YOU MY MOTHER???!!!"
Remy shook his head and laughed a little. Betsy stepped in between. "Hold on! Before we get into a Smack Down here, we need to clear up a variety of things!" She looked at Remy. "You, YOU'RE coming." She looked at Rogue. "And you, STOP trying to pick a fight! The Professor told me to keep you two in line.. perhaps he wasn't joking!"
They were quiet, and faced opposite directions. Remy sighed. What was he doing? Why did he have to get so angry around her NOW? He should know by now… Rogue couldn't be anything more to him than she already was. Maybe he should apologize…?
Rogue sighed. Maybe she was a little mean to him? Maybe he wasn't joking about the kiss… who was she kidding? Of course he wasn't! UGH! Why did she have to be such a brat to him… but why did he have to be such a jerk back? She turned around.
Vincent walked in. "We go now?"
Betsy nodded. "Let's go."
Remy sighed. "New Orleans."
Rogue scoffed. "STILL think I won't survive there?" She gave him a dirty look.
"About dat… Rogue, I-"
"Ugh… I need to get some rest. Wake me up when we get to New Orleans."
Of course, when Rogue says rest…she MEANS rest. Remy sighed and leaned his head back. Kitty looked at him. "Girl problems?"
Remy laughed. "Problems in general, Petite…"
Kitty looked at Rogue and back at him. "Why are you guys so mad at each other? What happened?"
He sighed. "I decided to be a jackass an' piss her off. What else is new?"
Bishop shrugged. "You know, LeBeau… you shouldn't make a big deal about it. Just keep on working together… and whatever pissed you off so much… just forget about it."
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Chronomancer folded his arms. The constant failures were getting on his nerves. Emma, or White Queen as he knew her, was winning the small race they were having. "This is getting old really fast. We get Bishop, and the ones he left with, and 'ol White Queen will learn not to mess with us again. Got that?"
His minions nodded, one in particular was a yellow-skinned yes-man that was Trevor's right arm man. He looked at his boss. "Sir, what should we do with the girl? She's still asleep… should we wake her up?"
Trevor smiled. "No… that's fine. Let her rest while she still can. After all, she agreed to come with us."
The minion nodded and parted from the leader. Trevor walked into the room near by and sat on the bed. He looked at the girl lying there. He smiled and looked out the window. "You'll help us, won't you Shard?"
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Kitty sighed in satisfactory. "Now that we're in New Orleans, where should we go?"
Betsy shrugged. "I guess we should look right away…"
Remy laughed. "Are you kiddin' me? Dis is New Orleans, mon ami. Have fun. Besides… I wan' t' see m' family before we look."
Rogue smiled. "Your family lives here?" She seemed to have forgotten their minor quarrel earlier in the day.
He nodded. "Was born an' raised here."
Kitty clapped her hands. "Show us around!"
He frowned. "Nah, its better to explore in y' own."
He began walking. Rogue stopped him. "Mind if I come?"
He sighed and looked at her in the eyes. "I'm sorry t' say dis… but you can't."
Rogue knew that if she questioned him it'd probably lead into a fight. She nodded. "Alright. See you later then." She walked to the others.
He slowly walked around the alleys. He wasn't supposed to be back… he couldn't be. He loved New Orleans, he never wanted to leave in the first place… but… he closed his eyes. Dammit… why did he have to come back? The pain of seeing his family again… but he wanted to. How were they doing?
He reached the front of a large building. He knocked on the door. It was quiet. The silence almost made Remy have a nervous breakdown. The door soon opened a strong man in the other side of the door. He smiled to see Remy. "Welcome home, fils."
"Jean-Luc…. I know I'm s'posed to be gone… but-"
"T'ink not'ing of it, Remy. You're my son. You are always welcome to your home in de Thieves Guild."
Jean-Luc wasn't truly his father… but his adopted parent. When he was little, Jean-Luc took Remy in to be his son and be a part of the Thieves Guild, for the boy had natural talent. When Remy walked into the house, crowds of people approached him. They were his family. They all laughed and cheered. Their brother was back.
"So, what have you been doin'?"
Remy shrugged. "Not'ing really. Tryin' to find a woman that is either bent on destroyin' us all, or wants somet'ing else."
Jean-Luc laughed. "Dat don't sound like you, Remy. You aren't de hero type."
Remy smirked. "Dat's what I thought…"
One of his "sisters" elbowed him. "Sooo, Remy, we all know you well enough t' know you found a girl, non?"
He sighed. "I dunno yet… she's still kind o' lost… jus' like me."
Soon, a man from the guild ran towards Jean-Luc. "Dere are people outside… I t'ink dey're from de Assassins Guild…"
Remy cursed to himself. "Don tell me… dey know I'm here, and now dey're goin' t' kill me. Gotcha." He stood up. Jean-Luc grabbed his son's arm. "Remy, I don want you to go out dere. If dey don' know you're here, den its better dat way. We can steer 'em wrong."
Remy shook his head. "Non… let 'em get rid of dere steam. Dey obviously have a lot o' hatred for me. Let 'em have what dey want."
Jean-Luc nodded. "Be careful."
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Kitty smiled. "That is SO cool, Betsy! We can kind of do the same thing!"
Betsy smiled. "Yeah, I guess, except that I stay where the shadows remain. I guess I can get used to it. I have to admit, it scared me out of my mind."
Kitty smiled. "Trust me, I know how you feel."
Rogue sighed. "I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling."
The girls looked at her. "About what? Just like Remy said, 'This is New Orleans! Have fun'!"
Rogue folded her arms and looked at the ground. Was it guilt that she was feeling, or was it really a premonition? She sighed. "I'm going to find Remy. I'll be back later."
Kitty blinked. "Are you sure? New Orleans is an unfamiliar area… you think you can find him?"
Rogue grunted. She was right. How would she find him?
Vincent cleared his throat. "He's down a few miles, a big building…" He said. Rogue looked at him. "Who is?"
"Remy. If you don't believe me, you can get a map."
Rogue looked away… what did she have to lose?
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Yep yep yep! End of the chapter! Once again, REVIEW! ^_^ *nag nag nag* heehee. So, yeah. That's it! Tell me what you think… if there's anything you're looking forward to… your hopes…your dreams… lol. =P Oh, and sorry Lyra Silvertongue!!!! No kiss on this one! The wait continues! ~_^
Next chapter….
CHAPTER FIFTEEN: PAST TEARS