AN: Well I'm back, my weekend was kinda busy, especially Sunday, so I didn't manage to write anything then, but I'm here now so be happy. Couple of things; first, did you read Wandering Souls yet? If not I recommend you do. And second, this chapter is gonna have a cliff-hanger so if you don't like them it's probably best to wait until the next chapter gets put up tomorrow.
'Thoughts'
*Telepathy*
=Lyrics, Carry Me Away by Amy Studt=
{Written word}
#Flashbacks#
[Dreams]
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, it ain't mine.
Chapter 4
[Rogue opened her eyes to completely unfamiliar surrounding. The room was bright, sterile, cold. It was not a place she wanted to stay in, she was getting a very bad feeling from it. Something told her not to stay, to run as far and as fast as she could and never look back.
She rose swiftly and gracefully from the… bed? Table? She had been lain on. That was when she noticed the second strange thing, she was wearing her black X-Men uniform with its red panel running down the front, red boots and belt and black leather jacket. What the hell was going on? She could have sworn that she had simply crashed on her bed in the Institute after getting home from the club, not even bothering to change out of her leather and satin ensemble.
The soft sound of sobbing alerted Rogue to the presence of another in the room. She stealthily crept towards the area the sounds were coming from and found two small children huddled together, a girl and a boy.
The little girl -- she couldn't have been more than four years old -- looked up at Rogue, her haunting red-on-black eyes bright with unshed tears, "Help us," she pleaded, her voice and attitude old far beyond her years.
The boy looked up at the sound of his companion's words and Rogue had to suppress a gasp. His eyes had obviously once been the same bright, dramatic colours as her own but now they were a dirt brown on washed out grey, like old blood on a stone floor.
Rogue reached out to comfort the children…]
…And ended up clutching at empty air.
She was still in her own bedroom at Xavier's mansion, surrounded by the familiar piles of junk and dressed in the outfit she had fallen asleep in.
"Ah gotta get outta here," she muttered to herself before scribbling a quick note telling Logan not to worry when he came on his midnight rounds, checking on the students, and grabbing her keys.
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[Remy was standing in the middle of a harshly lit laboratory, the light affecting his eyes much more than it should have, watching as four or five white-coated men strapped a little boy to a table. None of them seemed aware of his presence, continuing whatever it was they were doing even as he stepped up right next to them.
His attention was grabbed when he felt a slight tugging at his ever present trench coat and looking down he found a little girl staring up at him with wide eyes, eyes that were a piercing red-on-black.
"They're hurting him, the bad men are hurting him," she told him, her voice flickering between a slightly familiar, older voice and a pleading childish one, "You have to save him."
Remy turned his attention back to the table as the men finished up whatever they were doing to the boy and moved away, somehow blending into the white walls of the room. He stepped closer, the little girl hanging back afraid, and looked at the boy. His eyes were closed, face contorted with pain, but when Remy gently brushed a hand across his forehead they snapped open to reveal eyes the colour of dried blood on a slate grey background.
Remy moved to scoop the child up and take him out of the sterile room…]
…And woke up in the slightly less sterile metal walled room Magneto had provided him with.
"I gotta get out o' dis place," he muttered as he rose and pulled on his trench coat, grabbing the keys to his bike he left the Acolytes base and headed out into the night.
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=The world is sleeping
But I'd rather be awake
Here the silence, and what she's got to say
All your sorrows, let them drift away
I get the feeling that everything will be ok=
Rogue didn't know where she was going when she left the mansion, she had only felt the overwhelming urge to leave the most stable home she'd had in her life. Unconsciously she found herself heading towards the same cliff-top perch she'd gone to with Remy that night, the night she'd finally fallen in love again.
=Come and embrace me
My sweet lullaby=
She climbed off her bike ands removed the helmet, freeing her two toned hair into the night breeze. She walked up to the railings and looked down at the moonlit ocean, wondering why she was there.
=La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away=
About ten minutes later she looked up, her reverie broken, and turned to face the person who had disturbed the silence, a scowl twisting her full lips.
"Sorry chere," the figure uttered, "Remy din't realise y'd be here. Remy go if y' like."
Rogue felt a smile creep, unbidden, across her features, "No, it's ok Remy, Ah really don' mahnd ya bein' here," she told him softly, unconsciously moving closer to him.
Remy smirked at her, "Remy knew y'd come 'round t' 'im ev'ntu'lly chere," he murmured, covering the distance between them and pressing his lips against hers.
=Lost in the moment
I don't want it to end
So I'm fighting you my waiting friend=
Rogue thought about struggling out of his embrace for a moment, her fear of getting hurt flashing briefly across her mind, but hands running gently up and down her back convinced her to stay, deepening the kiss.
=Soon you'll embrace me
My sweet lullaby=
After a few minutes the need for air forced them apart and they took a seat at the cliffs edge, arms wrapped around each other, in almost the same position they'd been in almost a month before.
=La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away=
"What're ya doin' heah anyway Rem?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He smiled at her, "Why y' been ignorin' Remy chere?" he countered.
Rogue blushed slightly and looked down, how could she explain her past to this guy? How could she explain how her heart had been shattered almost irreparably? "Ah… it's a long story Remy, Ah'd rather not go inta it rahght now. All ya need ta know is that Ah've been hurt b'fore an'…"
"Y' were scared," he finished for her.
She nodded, "Yeah," her voice was soft, like she was reluctant to admit her fears to him, "So what are ya doin' heah? Ya nevah did say."
"Couldn't sleep," he told her then silenced the inevitable questions with a passionate kiss.
=Softly softly as I close my eyes
Come and embrace me
My sweet lullaby=
This time the passion in their embrace was not lessened any by the need for air and their clothes seemed to melt away as they each showed the other how much they loved them, if not with words then at least with actions.
=La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away=
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Logan snarled softly as he read the note Rogue had hurriedly scrawled for him and his claws unconsciously popped out with a SNIKT.
{Hey sugar, Couldn't sleep so went out. Back by breakfast. Rogue}
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Some time later Remy and Rogue strolled into the club, arms around each other to the disappointment of both the male and female patrons, the two best looking people in the place and they were together. Life just wasn't fair sometimes.
They got to the bar just as the barman started clearing up for the night, "Sorry guys," he told them with a smile, one of the few people who was pleased to see them finally together, "We're just closing."
They frowned almost in unison but shrugged and made their way across the clearing dance floor and back into the streets, neither willing to go home just yet.
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They were together! They were finally together! He was so excited it was all he could do not to jump up and grab them the second they walked through the door. He watched them speak briefly to the barman then leave. He gave them a couple of minutes before hitting the button on a device hidden in his pocket and following them out.
He was expecting them to be at least at the end of the street when he walked out, meaning he would have to hurry to keep them in sight until his colleagues arrived, so he was surprised to find them leaning against the clubs wall locked in an embrace.
He cleared his throat to attract their attention, "Is that really any way to behave in public?" he enquired as they reluctantly pulled apart.
"Who de hell are you!?" they boy -- man really -- demanded as the girl placed her hands on her hips and scowled.
He smirked evilly at them, "My dear children," he started in a mock hurt voice as a white van pulled up behind him, spilling out uniformed men, "Don't you recognise daddy?"
Dun, dun, dunnnnnnn! Uh-oh, looks like our favourite couple is in some serious trouble here, what is it? You ask, find out tomorrow.
Winter Fire: I'm glad you think I'm doing ok with their personalities. I tried not to mess with their personalities too much, just little touches to accommodate their powers. I'm also glad everything flows, I was worried I was jumping around in time too much. As for seeing more of this story, oh yes, I have very definite plans for this.
Ishandahalf: A gold star, a squeal and a shaken fist? Oh yeah, I'm good. Thank you, my ego has just been boosted to near impossible levels. I will put in the parts where her heart is broken just for you, I wasn't in the plan but now you can look out for a conversation either with Remy, Kurt or Jean about it (probably Remy since it IS a Romy) And can you see the acceptance yet? She's this close (holds middle and index fingers millimetres apart) to admitting it to him. Rogue teasing guys is amusing, and fun to write, and yep I couldn't make our Roguey a slut, it's just WRONG!!!!!! Not much more info on the evil dude I'm afraid, that's for the next chapter, sorry. As for why it took so long, I gave the bunny the weekend off so me and my muse could sort out some info on an OC I'm throwing into the mix once this part is resolved. Poor, poor Elizabeth, yes it is a conspiracy and I know why. She's gonna look for her baby don't you worry about that. Oh and, once again, the fluff is for you.
Calliann: I sure hope club membership is free, I know I haven't paid anything. I give more publicity for you, and more chapters. Settle for other stuff? Reading your fics isn't settling for anything, hon.
Girl number 1: So you don't like how I wrote Remy? Well fear not, I have plans that will make Remy more, well, Remy-like, I think I might have started doing a little of it in this chapter but that might just be me.
Roguie_89: Here's the update.
Bad-girl4: I'm good at this suspense thing? Really, you're not just saying that are you? All will be revealed in time.
Lupine Draconis: Ooooh, pretty name, Wolf Dragon (Did I get that right?) If Ishandahalf made my ego bad just think what you've done, both faves lists in one go, you're too sweet. At least this way I'm inspired to write more cos I know people like what I'm doing,
Lightspeed Suzuka: I signed the petition. Being from the UK I've only actually seen up to Dark Horizons part 2 so far (no one has shown any of the others yet, damn Toonami and ITV 2 why won't they show them?), but I still want a fifth season, gives me something to look forward to. Glad you're loving the fic.
Sage: I plan to, have no fear.
'Thoughts'
*Telepathy*
=Lyrics, Carry Me Away by Amy Studt=
{Written word}
#Flashbacks#
[Dreams]
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, it ain't mine.
Chapter 4
[Rogue opened her eyes to completely unfamiliar surrounding. The room was bright, sterile, cold. It was not a place she wanted to stay in, she was getting a very bad feeling from it. Something told her not to stay, to run as far and as fast as she could and never look back.
She rose swiftly and gracefully from the… bed? Table? She had been lain on. That was when she noticed the second strange thing, she was wearing her black X-Men uniform with its red panel running down the front, red boots and belt and black leather jacket. What the hell was going on? She could have sworn that she had simply crashed on her bed in the Institute after getting home from the club, not even bothering to change out of her leather and satin ensemble.
The soft sound of sobbing alerted Rogue to the presence of another in the room. She stealthily crept towards the area the sounds were coming from and found two small children huddled together, a girl and a boy.
The little girl -- she couldn't have been more than four years old -- looked up at Rogue, her haunting red-on-black eyes bright with unshed tears, "Help us," she pleaded, her voice and attitude old far beyond her years.
The boy looked up at the sound of his companion's words and Rogue had to suppress a gasp. His eyes had obviously once been the same bright, dramatic colours as her own but now they were a dirt brown on washed out grey, like old blood on a stone floor.
Rogue reached out to comfort the children…]
…And ended up clutching at empty air.
She was still in her own bedroom at Xavier's mansion, surrounded by the familiar piles of junk and dressed in the outfit she had fallen asleep in.
"Ah gotta get outta here," she muttered to herself before scribbling a quick note telling Logan not to worry when he came on his midnight rounds, checking on the students, and grabbing her keys.
| | | | | | | | | | | |
[Remy was standing in the middle of a harshly lit laboratory, the light affecting his eyes much more than it should have, watching as four or five white-coated men strapped a little boy to a table. None of them seemed aware of his presence, continuing whatever it was they were doing even as he stepped up right next to them.
His attention was grabbed when he felt a slight tugging at his ever present trench coat and looking down he found a little girl staring up at him with wide eyes, eyes that were a piercing red-on-black.
"They're hurting him, the bad men are hurting him," she told him, her voice flickering between a slightly familiar, older voice and a pleading childish one, "You have to save him."
Remy turned his attention back to the table as the men finished up whatever they were doing to the boy and moved away, somehow blending into the white walls of the room. He stepped closer, the little girl hanging back afraid, and looked at the boy. His eyes were closed, face contorted with pain, but when Remy gently brushed a hand across his forehead they snapped open to reveal eyes the colour of dried blood on a slate grey background.
Remy moved to scoop the child up and take him out of the sterile room…]
…And woke up in the slightly less sterile metal walled room Magneto had provided him with.
"I gotta get out o' dis place," he muttered as he rose and pulled on his trench coat, grabbing the keys to his bike he left the Acolytes base and headed out into the night.
| | | | | | | | | | | |
=The world is sleeping
But I'd rather be awake
Here the silence, and what she's got to say
All your sorrows, let them drift away
I get the feeling that everything will be ok=
Rogue didn't know where she was going when she left the mansion, she had only felt the overwhelming urge to leave the most stable home she'd had in her life. Unconsciously she found herself heading towards the same cliff-top perch she'd gone to with Remy that night, the night she'd finally fallen in love again.
=Come and embrace me
My sweet lullaby=
She climbed off her bike ands removed the helmet, freeing her two toned hair into the night breeze. She walked up to the railings and looked down at the moonlit ocean, wondering why she was there.
=La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away=
About ten minutes later she looked up, her reverie broken, and turned to face the person who had disturbed the silence, a scowl twisting her full lips.
"Sorry chere," the figure uttered, "Remy din't realise y'd be here. Remy go if y' like."
Rogue felt a smile creep, unbidden, across her features, "No, it's ok Remy, Ah really don' mahnd ya bein' here," she told him softly, unconsciously moving closer to him.
Remy smirked at her, "Remy knew y'd come 'round t' 'im ev'ntu'lly chere," he murmured, covering the distance between them and pressing his lips against hers.
=Lost in the moment
I don't want it to end
So I'm fighting you my waiting friend=
Rogue thought about struggling out of his embrace for a moment, her fear of getting hurt flashing briefly across her mind, but hands running gently up and down her back convinced her to stay, deepening the kiss.
=Soon you'll embrace me
My sweet lullaby=
After a few minutes the need for air forced them apart and they took a seat at the cliffs edge, arms wrapped around each other, in almost the same position they'd been in almost a month before.
=La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away=
"What're ya doin' heah anyway Rem?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He smiled at her, "Why y' been ignorin' Remy chere?" he countered.
Rogue blushed slightly and looked down, how could she explain her past to this guy? How could she explain how her heart had been shattered almost irreparably? "Ah… it's a long story Remy, Ah'd rather not go inta it rahght now. All ya need ta know is that Ah've been hurt b'fore an'…"
"Y' were scared," he finished for her.
She nodded, "Yeah," her voice was soft, like she was reluctant to admit her fears to him, "So what are ya doin' heah? Ya nevah did say."
"Couldn't sleep," he told her then silenced the inevitable questions with a passionate kiss.
=Softly softly as I close my eyes
Come and embrace me
My sweet lullaby=
This time the passion in their embrace was not lessened any by the need for air and their clothes seemed to melt away as they each showed the other how much they loved them, if not with words then at least with actions.
=La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away
La la la la la la
La la la la
La la la
Carry me away=
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Logan snarled softly as he read the note Rogue had hurriedly scrawled for him and his claws unconsciously popped out with a SNIKT.
{Hey sugar, Couldn't sleep so went out. Back by breakfast. Rogue}
| | | | | | | | | | | |
Some time later Remy and Rogue strolled into the club, arms around each other to the disappointment of both the male and female patrons, the two best looking people in the place and they were together. Life just wasn't fair sometimes.
They got to the bar just as the barman started clearing up for the night, "Sorry guys," he told them with a smile, one of the few people who was pleased to see them finally together, "We're just closing."
They frowned almost in unison but shrugged and made their way across the clearing dance floor and back into the streets, neither willing to go home just yet.
| | | | | | | | | | | |
They were together! They were finally together! He was so excited it was all he could do not to jump up and grab them the second they walked through the door. He watched them speak briefly to the barman then leave. He gave them a couple of minutes before hitting the button on a device hidden in his pocket and following them out.
He was expecting them to be at least at the end of the street when he walked out, meaning he would have to hurry to keep them in sight until his colleagues arrived, so he was surprised to find them leaning against the clubs wall locked in an embrace.
He cleared his throat to attract their attention, "Is that really any way to behave in public?" he enquired as they reluctantly pulled apart.
"Who de hell are you!?" they boy -- man really -- demanded as the girl placed her hands on her hips and scowled.
He smirked evilly at them, "My dear children," he started in a mock hurt voice as a white van pulled up behind him, spilling out uniformed men, "Don't you recognise daddy?"
Dun, dun, dunnnnnnn! Uh-oh, looks like our favourite couple is in some serious trouble here, what is it? You ask, find out tomorrow.
Winter Fire: I'm glad you think I'm doing ok with their personalities. I tried not to mess with their personalities too much, just little touches to accommodate their powers. I'm also glad everything flows, I was worried I was jumping around in time too much. As for seeing more of this story, oh yes, I have very definite plans for this.
Ishandahalf: A gold star, a squeal and a shaken fist? Oh yeah, I'm good. Thank you, my ego has just been boosted to near impossible levels. I will put in the parts where her heart is broken just for you, I wasn't in the plan but now you can look out for a conversation either with Remy, Kurt or Jean about it (probably Remy since it IS a Romy) And can you see the acceptance yet? She's this close (holds middle and index fingers millimetres apart) to admitting it to him. Rogue teasing guys is amusing, and fun to write, and yep I couldn't make our Roguey a slut, it's just WRONG!!!!!! Not much more info on the evil dude I'm afraid, that's for the next chapter, sorry. As for why it took so long, I gave the bunny the weekend off so me and my muse could sort out some info on an OC I'm throwing into the mix once this part is resolved. Poor, poor Elizabeth, yes it is a conspiracy and I know why. She's gonna look for her baby don't you worry about that. Oh and, once again, the fluff is for you.
Calliann: I sure hope club membership is free, I know I haven't paid anything. I give more publicity for you, and more chapters. Settle for other stuff? Reading your fics isn't settling for anything, hon.
Girl number 1: So you don't like how I wrote Remy? Well fear not, I have plans that will make Remy more, well, Remy-like, I think I might have started doing a little of it in this chapter but that might just be me.
Roguie_89: Here's the update.
Bad-girl4: I'm good at this suspense thing? Really, you're not just saying that are you? All will be revealed in time.
Lupine Draconis: Ooooh, pretty name, Wolf Dragon (Did I get that right?) If Ishandahalf made my ego bad just think what you've done, both faves lists in one go, you're too sweet. At least this way I'm inspired to write more cos I know people like what I'm doing,
Lightspeed Suzuka: I signed the petition. Being from the UK I've only actually seen up to Dark Horizons part 2 so far (no one has shown any of the others yet, damn Toonami and ITV 2 why won't they show them?), but I still want a fifth season, gives me something to look forward to. Glad you're loving the fic.
Sage: I plan to, have no fear.