CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX------ I had to get this in for those who had the last
day of spring break today! ~_^ Many of you may hate OR love me after this…
I, myself, have mixed feelings. ^_^;;; well, I'm not gonna spoil this for
you… just read on!!!
Rated PG-13 for…
Usual cursing and such
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo aren't mine… I found this really cool silver griffin in the street… how many days of good luck would that be? Hmm?
*: From the mind
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Anguish
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"How is he?" Kitty walked in. Hank sighed. "I'm afraid there is no progress."
She looked on the older man's face and at the patient that lied on the bed. Vincent… what was happening to him? Ever since the short battle against Emma, Vincent was in horrible shape. Rogue walked in. "Is he alright?"
Kitty frowned. "No…"
Rogue narrowed her eyes and tightened her fists. "That bitch! How could she?!" Hank walked towards the girls. "I'm sorry. I'll keep on trying with all my ability." Kitty nodded and looked at Rogue. Did SHE look pissed! Kitty put her hand on Rogue's shoulder. "Come on… we better let Mr. McCoy work."
Rogue hated to leave… but she agreed. The two left. Bishop waited in the other side of the door. "So…?"
"No good." Rogue answered and folded her arms. She glared at him. "So… any sign of Remy?"
"Nah. You know how he left a few days after the attack... None of us are real sure where he went." Rogue sighed. "We need to chain that boy down." Kitty grumbled. "Yeah. I wish he could've stayed longer… it was nice having him back."
Ororo walked down the hall. She stopped to where the three stood. "Evan and the others are training in the danger room if you want to join."
Kitty smiled. "Thanks, Storm."
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The Cajun wiped the blood from his mouth. "What de hell is your problem?" He growled low in his throat. Logan narrowed his eyes, putting his fist down. "Kid, you're just going towards a dead end again. We don't want more trouble trying to save your hide."
Remy looked away. "More trouble… heh. Dat's a good one, mon ami… but I don care. You jus' stop interruptin' me. I need t' resolve m' OWN problems while I still can."
Logan just looked at him. "You know, do whatever. I'm not going to play 'guardian' for you anymore. You can go ahead and screw yourself over. But before you go any further, I'm giving you one more chance."
Remy chuckled and looked back at the wild man. "Yeah? Well, let's go ahead an' call me screwed. When it all comes down to it, we all are."
It was strange. Remy seemed to be holding back so much… and just recently, he had begun to be aware of different kinds of things. Logan nodded. "Fine. Then I'll see you later." He turned around and began walking. Remy watched. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Better get dis over wit…"
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Rogue stared at the ceiling. Kurt walked in to her room and sat down. "Vat's up?"
She closed her eyes. "Nothing… … just wondering." She looked at the elf. "Anything I missed when I was gone?"
Kurt smiled. "Nothing really… a bunch of homework and maybe a bunch of training. Vat exactly happened out there?"
Rogue sat up. "We were tracking down Emma… Remy left on his own later. We caught up with him and well… Emma was fighting him. He wasn't fairing off well, I got attacked and Vincent tried to save me. And… well, the rest you can see."
Kurt blinked. "Vere did Remy go?"
Rogue scoffed. "Who cares?" She had to confess… she wondered if he was all right…
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Remy walked alone through the town, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat. It was getting cold… winter was coming in fast. He stopped on a clear street and looked back. Bella Donna? He turned around. "Come t' get me, Chere?"
She folded her arms. "I guess you can say so."
He laughed. "At least you didn't send Creed for me. So, here to talk or just attempt t' kick my ass?"
She grunted. "Believe it or not… none of those. I came t' find Chronomancer. Even dough I do have an interest in kicking your ass."
Remy sighed. "I don' have time for dis. You wan' Chronomancer…" He looked behind himself. "Well, ain't DIS handy?" Bella Donna looked behind the man she was talking. Trevor Fitzroy was there.
Trevor smiled. "Ah, well… Emma's Messenger and the Assassin Shrew. What are the odds?"
Remy shook his head. "You can fight all you like, but you know… you both caught me in a bad mood."
Trevor tilted his head. "Sure, sure. That won't be a problem for me."
Remy looked over at Bella Donna. "You can take me AFTER I take care of Chronomancer, got dat? You can go finish him off if you want, but for now he's mine."
She leaned against the wall. "Fine wit me."
Trevor cracked his knuckles. "Now that's settled, you're coming with me."
Remy smirked. "Don' you listen? I'm going t' mop de floor wit ya."
The two men had a stare down. Remy held onto the cards in his pocket with one hand, and his metal weapon with the other. Suddenly, everything became slow in his vision. He saw Trevor reach inside his jacket and pull out a gun. He saw Trevor pull the trigger… and quickly, Remy reacted and hit the laser from the gun away with his metal bow.
Bella Donna gasped. She had never seen him do something like that before. Trevor was impressed, but he was confident in his skills. Trevor began running. Remy jumped high above him and hit him on the back of his head. As the Cajun landed, he threw his cards beneath Chronomancer's feet and they exploded. Trevor fell to the ground, but got back up. Remy sighed and dropped all his weapons. Bella Donna growled. "WHAT ARE YOU STUPID?"
Remy smirked. "Don' need t' waste dese." He explained and ran towards Trevor. Trevor smiled and put down his gun. "Better make it a fair fight." He said and the two started a hand-to-hand combat. Remy threw the first punch, Trevor blocked and punched the Cajun on the face. Remy stepped back and kicked his opponent on the face turned and punched in his open spot: the stomach.
Trevor stepped back and swiped his foot across the ground. This, made his opponent fall. Remy quickly recovered and rolled away from Trevor's next attack. He stood back up and checked the enemy to the wall. Remy narrowed his eyes. "Now, get off my back. Next time I won't play so nice, mon ami." He let go and walked away. Trevor spotted his gun and grabbed it. Bella Donna growled. "IDIOT! YOU'RE NOT DONE!"
Remy turned around and was shot on the chest. He flew to the ground. Bella Donna looked from the Cajun and to Chronomancer. She stood doing nothing. Remy touched his chest… something metal was there. He took it out… it was the com-link Hank gave him. He blinked. He thought he got rid of it… but apparently, it was turned off.
He sighed. Once again, he escaped death. He stood up and grabbed a card from the ground. "Dat wasn't very nice." He charged it and threw it to Chronomancer, soon walking away from the street. The card exploded, and Bella Donna ran to finish off Chronomancer… but… he was gone. "Dammit! How could he escape me AGAIN?" She looked back. Remy was gone as well.
Remy sat in the bar and continued fixing the com-link. It wasn't so broken that he couldn't repair it. He finished screwing the metal shell over the circuitry and turned it on. "Remy?"
He blinked. "Uh… how long were you trying t' contact me? Who is dis?"
"Rogue… I've been trying to call you for an hour."
"An hour? Why?"
She paused. "Something… … something really bad happened… I need to ask you to come back."
"What happened?"
The pause came again… it was longer.
"Uh… Chere?"
"Vincent… died…"
She stood there… just standing… … … why? Why did this have to happen? She slowly sank to the ground… but like always, Remy appeared to comfort her. "Rogue…" He didn't know what to say. He sat down to where she was and put his arms around her. She dug her head into his chest, holding back the so many tears that wanted to come out. Remy sighed, and held her closer.
"Why did this have to happen…?" She spoke softly. Remy looked at the ground. "Chere… Vincent was in pain… I guess now he's finally free."
Rogue couldn't handle this… well… she COULD, but it would make her look heartless, wouldn't it? Vincent was dead. He was dead because of Emma. Emma took him when he was young and healthy and corrupted him. He lived every day with that name, Golem, on his neck, and lived for Emma. All for Emma. He had no true life. All it was… it was all pain. Suffering. Living everyday wishing to kill yourself… wishing to be able to think and to be able to wonder without being scolded for doing so. Vincent was still just a boy… he had just started to live.
Remy said nothing and just held her. Rogue hated herself… Vincent died because he was saving HER from Emma… …
Betsy just stared at the headstone. She wasn't crying either. She wanted to… but she felt that she couldn't. Vincent… she couldn't trust him at first… but he just had a way to make a person smile with his youthful nature. Bishop sighed. "Gonna miss you." He whispered. Morph stood with Logan. "Let's go, kids." Morph said and walked off to the parking lot. Betsy sighed and walked there as well, followed by Bishop.
Kitty sobbed. Poor Vincent… … he was so kind… so friendly… why did he have to die? Logan walked to her. "Hey, half-pint… let's get going, huh?"
She wiped the tears away and walked with him. Remy stood there with Rogue. He sighed deeply. "Ready t' leave, Chere?" he spoke softly. She looked at him. "Yeah… I think so…"
The two stood up. Remy held one of her hands and brushed her bangs away from her face with the other. "I'm not very good wit relieving people from dis kind o' t'ing… but I know dat if somet'ing is hurtin', you should let it out before it hurts even more." She faked a smile. "Thanks a lot… I'll keep that in mind."
He smirked. "Don' t'ink dat I'm dat stupid… I know dis hurts you more dan dat."
She suspired. "Yeah… but what's the use on moping about it?"
He leaned his forehead against hers. "You still wanna kill me?"
"If I tell you, it'll spoil my plans."
He laughed and held her around the waist. "So… you t'ink we're finally…" he trailed off. She grunted. "Finally what?"
"Never mind, it's stupid."
"Try me."
"Finally… er… well… toget'er?"
She closed her eyes. "If you want to be knocked out for one more week." She muttered. He heard and smiled. "Wan' t' seal dat wit' a kiss?" She quickly opened her eyes. "No…"
He laughed a little. "You sure?"
"No…"
"Hey! Come on! We're waiting for you!" Betsy yelled to them. Remy took a deep breath, and loosened his grasp on Rogue. He put one of his hands in his pocket. "Let's go." The two began walking… and soon Rogue's hand met with his. He looked at her. She was smiling.
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*fetal position* DON'T HURT MEEEE!!! ;_; *sniff* I'm going to miss Vincent!!!!! Things die and things start, so get ready for
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: TRUE LAMENT
Rated PG-13 for…
Usual cursing and such
Disclaimer…
X-Men and X-Evo aren't mine… I found this really cool silver griffin in the street… how many days of good luck would that be? Hmm?
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Anguish
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"How is he?" Kitty walked in. Hank sighed. "I'm afraid there is no progress."
She looked on the older man's face and at the patient that lied on the bed. Vincent… what was happening to him? Ever since the short battle against Emma, Vincent was in horrible shape. Rogue walked in. "Is he alright?"
Kitty frowned. "No…"
Rogue narrowed her eyes and tightened her fists. "That bitch! How could she?!" Hank walked towards the girls. "I'm sorry. I'll keep on trying with all my ability." Kitty nodded and looked at Rogue. Did SHE look pissed! Kitty put her hand on Rogue's shoulder. "Come on… we better let Mr. McCoy work."
Rogue hated to leave… but she agreed. The two left. Bishop waited in the other side of the door. "So…?"
"No good." Rogue answered and folded her arms. She glared at him. "So… any sign of Remy?"
"Nah. You know how he left a few days after the attack... None of us are real sure where he went." Rogue sighed. "We need to chain that boy down." Kitty grumbled. "Yeah. I wish he could've stayed longer… it was nice having him back."
Ororo walked down the hall. She stopped to where the three stood. "Evan and the others are training in the danger room if you want to join."
Kitty smiled. "Thanks, Storm."
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The Cajun wiped the blood from his mouth. "What de hell is your problem?" He growled low in his throat. Logan narrowed his eyes, putting his fist down. "Kid, you're just going towards a dead end again. We don't want more trouble trying to save your hide."
Remy looked away. "More trouble… heh. Dat's a good one, mon ami… but I don care. You jus' stop interruptin' me. I need t' resolve m' OWN problems while I still can."
Logan just looked at him. "You know, do whatever. I'm not going to play 'guardian' for you anymore. You can go ahead and screw yourself over. But before you go any further, I'm giving you one more chance."
Remy chuckled and looked back at the wild man. "Yeah? Well, let's go ahead an' call me screwed. When it all comes down to it, we all are."
It was strange. Remy seemed to be holding back so much… and just recently, he had begun to be aware of different kinds of things. Logan nodded. "Fine. Then I'll see you later." He turned around and began walking. Remy watched. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Better get dis over wit…"
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Rogue stared at the ceiling. Kurt walked in to her room and sat down. "Vat's up?"
She closed her eyes. "Nothing… … just wondering." She looked at the elf. "Anything I missed when I was gone?"
Kurt smiled. "Nothing really… a bunch of homework and maybe a bunch of training. Vat exactly happened out there?"
Rogue sat up. "We were tracking down Emma… Remy left on his own later. We caught up with him and well… Emma was fighting him. He wasn't fairing off well, I got attacked and Vincent tried to save me. And… well, the rest you can see."
Kurt blinked. "Vere did Remy go?"
Rogue scoffed. "Who cares?" She had to confess… she wondered if he was all right…
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Remy walked alone through the town, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat. It was getting cold… winter was coming in fast. He stopped on a clear street and looked back. Bella Donna? He turned around. "Come t' get me, Chere?"
She folded her arms. "I guess you can say so."
He laughed. "At least you didn't send Creed for me. So, here to talk or just attempt t' kick my ass?"
She grunted. "Believe it or not… none of those. I came t' find Chronomancer. Even dough I do have an interest in kicking your ass."
Remy sighed. "I don' have time for dis. You wan' Chronomancer…" He looked behind himself. "Well, ain't DIS handy?" Bella Donna looked behind the man she was talking. Trevor Fitzroy was there.
Trevor smiled. "Ah, well… Emma's Messenger and the Assassin Shrew. What are the odds?"
Remy shook his head. "You can fight all you like, but you know… you both caught me in a bad mood."
Trevor tilted his head. "Sure, sure. That won't be a problem for me."
Remy looked over at Bella Donna. "You can take me AFTER I take care of Chronomancer, got dat? You can go finish him off if you want, but for now he's mine."
She leaned against the wall. "Fine wit me."
Trevor cracked his knuckles. "Now that's settled, you're coming with me."
Remy smirked. "Don' you listen? I'm going t' mop de floor wit ya."
The two men had a stare down. Remy held onto the cards in his pocket with one hand, and his metal weapon with the other. Suddenly, everything became slow in his vision. He saw Trevor reach inside his jacket and pull out a gun. He saw Trevor pull the trigger… and quickly, Remy reacted and hit the laser from the gun away with his metal bow.
Bella Donna gasped. She had never seen him do something like that before. Trevor was impressed, but he was confident in his skills. Trevor began running. Remy jumped high above him and hit him on the back of his head. As the Cajun landed, he threw his cards beneath Chronomancer's feet and they exploded. Trevor fell to the ground, but got back up. Remy sighed and dropped all his weapons. Bella Donna growled. "WHAT ARE YOU STUPID?"
Remy smirked. "Don' need t' waste dese." He explained and ran towards Trevor. Trevor smiled and put down his gun. "Better make it a fair fight." He said and the two started a hand-to-hand combat. Remy threw the first punch, Trevor blocked and punched the Cajun on the face. Remy stepped back and kicked his opponent on the face turned and punched in his open spot: the stomach.
Trevor stepped back and swiped his foot across the ground. This, made his opponent fall. Remy quickly recovered and rolled away from Trevor's next attack. He stood back up and checked the enemy to the wall. Remy narrowed his eyes. "Now, get off my back. Next time I won't play so nice, mon ami." He let go and walked away. Trevor spotted his gun and grabbed it. Bella Donna growled. "IDIOT! YOU'RE NOT DONE!"
Remy turned around and was shot on the chest. He flew to the ground. Bella Donna looked from the Cajun and to Chronomancer. She stood doing nothing. Remy touched his chest… something metal was there. He took it out… it was the com-link Hank gave him. He blinked. He thought he got rid of it… but apparently, it was turned off.
He sighed. Once again, he escaped death. He stood up and grabbed a card from the ground. "Dat wasn't very nice." He charged it and threw it to Chronomancer, soon walking away from the street. The card exploded, and Bella Donna ran to finish off Chronomancer… but… he was gone. "Dammit! How could he escape me AGAIN?" She looked back. Remy was gone as well.
Remy sat in the bar and continued fixing the com-link. It wasn't so broken that he couldn't repair it. He finished screwing the metal shell over the circuitry and turned it on. "Remy?"
He blinked. "Uh… how long were you trying t' contact me? Who is dis?"
"Rogue… I've been trying to call you for an hour."
"An hour? Why?"
She paused. "Something… … something really bad happened… I need to ask you to come back."
"What happened?"
The pause came again… it was longer.
"Uh… Chere?"
"Vincent… died…"
She stood there… just standing… … … why? Why did this have to happen? She slowly sank to the ground… but like always, Remy appeared to comfort her. "Rogue…" He didn't know what to say. He sat down to where she was and put his arms around her. She dug her head into his chest, holding back the so many tears that wanted to come out. Remy sighed, and held her closer.
"Why did this have to happen…?" She spoke softly. Remy looked at the ground. "Chere… Vincent was in pain… I guess now he's finally free."
Rogue couldn't handle this… well… she COULD, but it would make her look heartless, wouldn't it? Vincent was dead. He was dead because of Emma. Emma took him when he was young and healthy and corrupted him. He lived every day with that name, Golem, on his neck, and lived for Emma. All for Emma. He had no true life. All it was… it was all pain. Suffering. Living everyday wishing to kill yourself… wishing to be able to think and to be able to wonder without being scolded for doing so. Vincent was still just a boy… he had just started to live.
Remy said nothing and just held her. Rogue hated herself… Vincent died because he was saving HER from Emma… …
Betsy just stared at the headstone. She wasn't crying either. She wanted to… but she felt that she couldn't. Vincent… she couldn't trust him at first… but he just had a way to make a person smile with his youthful nature. Bishop sighed. "Gonna miss you." He whispered. Morph stood with Logan. "Let's go, kids." Morph said and walked off to the parking lot. Betsy sighed and walked there as well, followed by Bishop.
Kitty sobbed. Poor Vincent… … he was so kind… so friendly… why did he have to die? Logan walked to her. "Hey, half-pint… let's get going, huh?"
She wiped the tears away and walked with him. Remy stood there with Rogue. He sighed deeply. "Ready t' leave, Chere?" he spoke softly. She looked at him. "Yeah… I think so…"
The two stood up. Remy held one of her hands and brushed her bangs away from her face with the other. "I'm not very good wit relieving people from dis kind o' t'ing… but I know dat if somet'ing is hurtin', you should let it out before it hurts even more." She faked a smile. "Thanks a lot… I'll keep that in mind."
He smirked. "Don' t'ink dat I'm dat stupid… I know dis hurts you more dan dat."
She suspired. "Yeah… but what's the use on moping about it?"
He leaned his forehead against hers. "You still wanna kill me?"
"If I tell you, it'll spoil my plans."
He laughed and held her around the waist. "So… you t'ink we're finally…" he trailed off. She grunted. "Finally what?"
"Never mind, it's stupid."
"Try me."
"Finally… er… well… toget'er?"
She closed her eyes. "If you want to be knocked out for one more week." She muttered. He heard and smiled. "Wan' t' seal dat wit' a kiss?" She quickly opened her eyes. "No…"
He laughed a little. "You sure?"
"No…"
"Hey! Come on! We're waiting for you!" Betsy yelled to them. Remy took a deep breath, and loosened his grasp on Rogue. He put one of his hands in his pocket. "Let's go." The two began walking… and soon Rogue's hand met with his. He looked at her. She was smiling.
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*fetal position* DON'T HURT MEEEE!!! ;_; *sniff* I'm going to miss Vincent!!!!! Things die and things start, so get ready for
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: TRUE LAMENT