Rogue ran down the driveway and bashed open the gate.
"Oh, why am ah always the one to be picked on?" she cried.
Just as Rogue stepped out of the Institute it started to pour on her,
immediately drenching her and flooding the insides of her boots.
" And now ah feel like a FISH! Thanks a lot STORM! Ah bet the Professor
told you to do that!"
Rogue continued to run down the many streets of New York, and then, after about an hour later, she realised that she had absolutely no idea of where she is, and where she was going. "Oh, and now ah'm lost!" she huffed, turning into a dark alley. "Hey there!" a voice came through the dark. "Huh?" "You!" Said a man with his hood pulled down low on his face. He started to advance on Rogue. Quickly, Rogue tried to pull off her glove, but it was stuck to her hand. "Whatcha gonna do? Slap me?" He laughed coldly. He turned to face Rogue, when out of the blue she heard a WHACK and the man fell to the ground. "Are you ok Cherie?" an uneducated voice came from the other end of the long stick. "Uh, Ah guess so. Thanks" Rogue said cautiously. "What's a Southern Belle like you, doin' down 'ere? He asked "Um, no reason." Rogue decided not to tell him about her power. "Ok them. M' name's Gambit. What's your?" he said holding out his hand. "Rogue." "Ok Rouge, No really what is your name?" He asked her. "Rogue." "Fine, I'll say the truth, m' name's Remy. Happy, now tell me your REAL name." "Rogue." She said bluntly. 'What's his problem? Won't he give up?' she thought to herself. "Fine, you lookin' for a place to stay?" He asked kindly. "Ah guess." "Gee you're not the talkin' type are you?" He laughed. "Well are we going?" Rogue asked, as a cold harsh wind blew past her. "Oh yeah, come on there's a motel around 'ere somew'ere" He said, stepping into the light to look around for a place to stay. Rogue could finally see him. He had dark brown hair, of which hung over a band and on top of his eyes. He had gloves that started from his elbow, and only covered his middle and index fingers. He wore a long over-coat, worn- down jeans and a black t- shirt. Remy also had dark eyes that gave Rogue a weird feeling in the inside. "Well Cherie? You gonna stand there all night?" He called over his shoulder. Rogue ran after him.
Rogue continued to run down the many streets of New York, and then, after about an hour later, she realised that she had absolutely no idea of where she is, and where she was going. "Oh, and now ah'm lost!" she huffed, turning into a dark alley. "Hey there!" a voice came through the dark. "Huh?" "You!" Said a man with his hood pulled down low on his face. He started to advance on Rogue. Quickly, Rogue tried to pull off her glove, but it was stuck to her hand. "Whatcha gonna do? Slap me?" He laughed coldly. He turned to face Rogue, when out of the blue she heard a WHACK and the man fell to the ground. "Are you ok Cherie?" an uneducated voice came from the other end of the long stick. "Uh, Ah guess so. Thanks" Rogue said cautiously. "What's a Southern Belle like you, doin' down 'ere? He asked "Um, no reason." Rogue decided not to tell him about her power. "Ok them. M' name's Gambit. What's your?" he said holding out his hand. "Rogue." "Ok Rouge, No really what is your name?" He asked her. "Rogue." "Fine, I'll say the truth, m' name's Remy. Happy, now tell me your REAL name." "Rogue." She said bluntly. 'What's his problem? Won't he give up?' she thought to herself. "Fine, you lookin' for a place to stay?" He asked kindly. "Ah guess." "Gee you're not the talkin' type are you?" He laughed. "Well are we going?" Rogue asked, as a cold harsh wind blew past her. "Oh yeah, come on there's a motel around 'ere somew'ere" He said, stepping into the light to look around for a place to stay. Rogue could finally see him. He had dark brown hair, of which hung over a band and on top of his eyes. He had gloves that started from his elbow, and only covered his middle and index fingers. He wore a long over-coat, worn- down jeans and a black t- shirt. Remy also had dark eyes that gave Rogue a weird feeling in the inside. "Well Cherie? You gonna stand there all night?" He called over his shoulder. Rogue ran after him.