TWENTY-FOUR! Late late late late late!!! Sorry people! I got cool crap for
my b-day and I have been putting all my time to that! ^_^;;; Well, anyway…
it's finally here. For you long time reviewers… if you can't think of
anything to say just say "Cactus" meaning good or "Psychotic Chicken"
meaning it sucks and you have a tack up your ass. =P
Rated PG-13 for…
Usual
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo not mine…and right now I need to bite something chewy, so I'm not even going to say what I have right now because… well… I want to bite something! *looks at arm* That'll do nicely. *chews on arm*
*: From the mind
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Jewel (Not actual title
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Remy stared at the ceiling. What the hell…? Why would Emma WANT them to find the clue? Something was terribly fishy… they were heading for a trap, weren't they? But what choice did they have? If Emma was where the poem directed them to go… it may be a trap, but at least they found her. Remy smirked. No problem. Whatever will happen, they could handle it. The group of people was strong.
He stood up… noticing that he had been in the same room practically the whole night. He was talking to Rogue in her room with the other girls and the other mutants, except Pietro wanted to sleep early. The other men already went to their room, and Remy was sitting in the corner chair. Rogue had just slept.
He sighed and looked out the window. "I guess…" He closed his eyes. "I guess de only way t' find out before any o' you get hurt is t' go on m' own." He opened his eyes. He moved closer to the side of her bed and held her gloved hand. He kissed her wrist and stood up. He slowly paced himself to the door. He looked back at her. He didn't think it'd be so hard to leave…but…
Rogue turned on her bed. "Please… don't…"
He groaned. She said please… just like when she was hurt… and she told him not to leave. "Way t' make de leave easier, Chere." He whispered. He put his hands in his pockets and felt a card. He took it out to see an Ace… he placed the card on the counter next to a mirror. "Last one… need t' get a new deck."
Morning. The sun shone on Rogue's closed eyes. She groaned and turned over. Damn the sun. Stupid sun. Just five more minutes. Soon, her covers were pulled away from her. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Betsy? What's the big idea?"
Betsy folded her arms. "Something's happened."
Rogue looked over at the third bed. Shard was there… so what could it be? Rogue growled. "Can't it wait five more minutes?"
"Remy's gone."
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They all loaded in the X-Jet, Bishop carrying Shard… who was to soon wake up. Rogue was quiet and sat alone in the corner of the jet. She closed her eyes and tried to think. How could he just leave them like that…? How could he leave HER like that…? Rogue growled. It was probably for the best… for whatever reason. That big jerk. To think she was actually falling for the guy. Vincent looked at her.
"Rogue?"
She looked over at him. "What do you want?"
Vincent sighed. "You miss him?"
Rogue ignored the question. "Why the hell did he leave? Damn him. I trusted him, and he just abandoned us. Some team."
Vincent scratched his head. "Rogue, do you think he did this to hurt you?"
She stood up. "Well duh! I mean… what other reason is there? Who was I kidding? Every man I get close to leaves me hurting. Big jerk. I knew I should've stayed hating him."
Shard opened her eyes and sat up. "Where am I?" She looked at her brother. "Oh… right." Bishop grunted. "Don't try anything, little sister… or I'll push you out of the jet."
She sighed. "Alright, alright. I'm sorry Bishop. I'll never let something like that come between us again."
He folded his arms. "Promise?"
She smiled and nodded. "Promise."
"Good… maybe now you'll act like yourself again?"
She nodded again.
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Trevor blinked. "I don't understand… why is one of the seven mutants separating?"
Bantam tilted his head. "Someone is following him, Chronomancer…"
The leader closed his eyes. "Leave the hated one alone. Either Emma will take care of him herself, or the Assassin's Guild will."
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Remy surprisingly got far. He had been jumping from plane to plane… it was sometimes handy being a thief like he was. He had gone all the way to Russia. He wiped the seat from his brow. He had to find where to go next. Was that strange poem directions to where Emma was, or to another clue? Nevertheless, he intended to find it. He stopped walking… something was following him. He could hear it.
He quickly turned around and took out his metal bow, soon the follower being revealed. Remy grunted. "Creed. Lemme guess. De Assassins Guild hired you?"
Sabretooth smirked. "You're not as dumb as you look, kid."
Remy brushed his hair back. "How'd y' find me?"
"C'mon… you're talking to the best damn bounty hunter there is."
Remy shook his head. This was pathetic. Bella Donna, an assassin, hired a bounty hunter to do her dirty work? This was an all time low for her. Remy started. He ran towards Creed, jumped, and was ready to kick him. But, Creed had seen this coming and grabbed Remy's foot as he was in the air. Creed quickly hit Remy against the ground and slashed at him. Luckily, the older man grasped onto his trench coat and not him.
Remy reached into his pocket where a new group of cards were. He charged them and threw them at his enemy. Several hit him, but Creed remained attacking as if they were nothing. He ran Remy to the ground and held onto his neck. What was the matter with him? Remy growled. He never was so off in his attacks before. What has… happening to him? Quickly, someone lunged at Creed and Remy was free from his grasp.
He looked over to see Wolverine… Logan fighting. Remy looked away. Dammit. He was saved. Now he owes him. Remy stood up and watched at Logan easily brought Creed down. Soon, Victor Creed fled, and Logan looked at Remy. Remy narrowed his eyes. "What are you doin' here?"
Logan folded his arms. "Was going to visit a friend, but ran into you and Creed. What the hell is going on, Rookie?"
Remy sighed. "What are you talkin' 'bout?"
"I mean… where are the others? Does Rogue ring a bell?"
He grabbed his trench coat. "Yeah… well… I decided t' branch off. I had t' do somet'ing before everyone else gets in trouble."
Logan shook his head. "Kid, you have lots to learn."
"I could've taken Creed."
"Yeah, yeah… but from the looks of it, you were distracted. I won't ask what it was that was irritating you. For now, let's leave."
"Let's?"
Logan scoffed. "What? You think I'm going to leave you here all by yourself? You couldn't even beat Creed. Until you get your act together, I'm going to be HAVING to go with you, got that?"
Remy smirked. What the hell did he have to lose? "Alright."
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Not very long, but it's up!!! Be thankful! heehee. Next chapter….
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: SURREAL
Rated PG-13 for…
Usual
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo not mine…and right now I need to bite something chewy, so I'm not even going to say what I have right now because… well… I want to bite something! *looks at arm* That'll do nicely. *chews on arm*
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jewel (Not actual title
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Remy stared at the ceiling. What the hell…? Why would Emma WANT them to find the clue? Something was terribly fishy… they were heading for a trap, weren't they? But what choice did they have? If Emma was where the poem directed them to go… it may be a trap, but at least they found her. Remy smirked. No problem. Whatever will happen, they could handle it. The group of people was strong.
He stood up… noticing that he had been in the same room practically the whole night. He was talking to Rogue in her room with the other girls and the other mutants, except Pietro wanted to sleep early. The other men already went to their room, and Remy was sitting in the corner chair. Rogue had just slept.
He sighed and looked out the window. "I guess…" He closed his eyes. "I guess de only way t' find out before any o' you get hurt is t' go on m' own." He opened his eyes. He moved closer to the side of her bed and held her gloved hand. He kissed her wrist and stood up. He slowly paced himself to the door. He looked back at her. He didn't think it'd be so hard to leave…but…
Rogue turned on her bed. "Please… don't…"
He groaned. She said please… just like when she was hurt… and she told him not to leave. "Way t' make de leave easier, Chere." He whispered. He put his hands in his pockets and felt a card. He took it out to see an Ace… he placed the card on the counter next to a mirror. "Last one… need t' get a new deck."
Morning. The sun shone on Rogue's closed eyes. She groaned and turned over. Damn the sun. Stupid sun. Just five more minutes. Soon, her covers were pulled away from her. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Betsy? What's the big idea?"
Betsy folded her arms. "Something's happened."
Rogue looked over at the third bed. Shard was there… so what could it be? Rogue growled. "Can't it wait five more minutes?"
"Remy's gone."
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They all loaded in the X-Jet, Bishop carrying Shard… who was to soon wake up. Rogue was quiet and sat alone in the corner of the jet. She closed her eyes and tried to think. How could he just leave them like that…? How could he leave HER like that…? Rogue growled. It was probably for the best… for whatever reason. That big jerk. To think she was actually falling for the guy. Vincent looked at her.
"Rogue?"
She looked over at him. "What do you want?"
Vincent sighed. "You miss him?"
Rogue ignored the question. "Why the hell did he leave? Damn him. I trusted him, and he just abandoned us. Some team."
Vincent scratched his head. "Rogue, do you think he did this to hurt you?"
She stood up. "Well duh! I mean… what other reason is there? Who was I kidding? Every man I get close to leaves me hurting. Big jerk. I knew I should've stayed hating him."
Shard opened her eyes and sat up. "Where am I?" She looked at her brother. "Oh… right." Bishop grunted. "Don't try anything, little sister… or I'll push you out of the jet."
She sighed. "Alright, alright. I'm sorry Bishop. I'll never let something like that come between us again."
He folded his arms. "Promise?"
She smiled and nodded. "Promise."
"Good… maybe now you'll act like yourself again?"
She nodded again.
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Trevor blinked. "I don't understand… why is one of the seven mutants separating?"
Bantam tilted his head. "Someone is following him, Chronomancer…"
The leader closed his eyes. "Leave the hated one alone. Either Emma will take care of him herself, or the Assassin's Guild will."
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Remy surprisingly got far. He had been jumping from plane to plane… it was sometimes handy being a thief like he was. He had gone all the way to Russia. He wiped the seat from his brow. He had to find where to go next. Was that strange poem directions to where Emma was, or to another clue? Nevertheless, he intended to find it. He stopped walking… something was following him. He could hear it.
He quickly turned around and took out his metal bow, soon the follower being revealed. Remy grunted. "Creed. Lemme guess. De Assassins Guild hired you?"
Sabretooth smirked. "You're not as dumb as you look, kid."
Remy brushed his hair back. "How'd y' find me?"
"C'mon… you're talking to the best damn bounty hunter there is."
Remy shook his head. This was pathetic. Bella Donna, an assassin, hired a bounty hunter to do her dirty work? This was an all time low for her. Remy started. He ran towards Creed, jumped, and was ready to kick him. But, Creed had seen this coming and grabbed Remy's foot as he was in the air. Creed quickly hit Remy against the ground and slashed at him. Luckily, the older man grasped onto his trench coat and not him.
Remy reached into his pocket where a new group of cards were. He charged them and threw them at his enemy. Several hit him, but Creed remained attacking as if they were nothing. He ran Remy to the ground and held onto his neck. What was the matter with him? Remy growled. He never was so off in his attacks before. What has… happening to him? Quickly, someone lunged at Creed and Remy was free from his grasp.
He looked over to see Wolverine… Logan fighting. Remy looked away. Dammit. He was saved. Now he owes him. Remy stood up and watched at Logan easily brought Creed down. Soon, Victor Creed fled, and Logan looked at Remy. Remy narrowed his eyes. "What are you doin' here?"
Logan folded his arms. "Was going to visit a friend, but ran into you and Creed. What the hell is going on, Rookie?"
Remy sighed. "What are you talkin' 'bout?"
"I mean… where are the others? Does Rogue ring a bell?"
He grabbed his trench coat. "Yeah… well… I decided t' branch off. I had t' do somet'ing before everyone else gets in trouble."
Logan shook his head. "Kid, you have lots to learn."
"I could've taken Creed."
"Yeah, yeah… but from the looks of it, you were distracted. I won't ask what it was that was irritating you. For now, let's leave."
"Let's?"
Logan scoffed. "What? You think I'm going to leave you here all by yourself? You couldn't even beat Creed. Until you get your act together, I'm going to be HAVING to go with you, got that?"
Remy smirked. What the hell did he have to lose? "Alright."
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Not very long, but it's up!!! Be thankful! heehee. Next chapter….
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: SURREAL