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She still got goosebumps when she remembered the night her powers manifested. That night she was confused, lost and vulnerable. Her powers had been latent up until someone had accidentally touched her skin at a party. Before she knew it the boy was laying unconscious on the floor and she had unfamiliar memories encircling around in her head. She ran away from the party and into the woods, where had met up with a young man, possibly a few years older than her and ended up absorbing him. His memories were still fresh in her head, weeks later.
She knew he was apart of some kind of team called the X-Men and also knew that if it weren't for Mystique, she more than likely would have joined their team sooner or later. Mystique had offered her to join her team, the Brotherhood of Mutants. She had promised her that they would find a solution to her powers but so far Rogue was stuck in a run down boarding house with five other teenaged mutants.
"Oh c'mon baby-cakes." Todd was hopping away, trying to keep up with a disgusted Wanda. "One little smooch, please? I know you—Aw, c'mon baby! Hexin' ain't the way to go." She heard him squeak from the kitchen.
The Blob then walked out from the kitchen with a plate full of food. Rogue could've sworn that the ground shook as he walked over to the couch and sat himself down. It disgusted her at how much he ate; it was like it was a bottomless pit. He turned on the television and watched cartoons as he stuffed his face.
Gross. Rogue grimaced, getting up. She needed to get out of the room before she lost her lunch: half a tuna sandwich and a pickle.
"Next time when we're fighting the X-geeks do you think you could actually try to help out and not just fight one?" Lance asked her, sounding like one of those snobby girls you can't stand in school, as they crossed paths on the stairs.
"Sure and maybe next time I'll battle you." She whispered in a raspy voice, just loud enough for him to hear. "This team is a joke, Lancey-boy, and nevergive me orders." After flashing him a somewhat smile she went back on her way up the stairs.
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"After gettin' shocked by my little angel so many times I think I ain't prone to it anymore, yo." Todd hopped his way into the living room.
A loud thud could be heard from upstairs. Lance smirked. "Looks like she moved onto Rogue."
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Wanda fell unconscious to the ground.
Rogue sighed heavily as she slipped her hand back inside her glove.
It was getting old. Her and Wanda became mutual enemies the second their eyes met. It didn't help that they had to share a room. Damn that Mystique.
Rogue didn't understand Wanda's powers. All she knew was that she hexed Todd. A lot.
After Rogue had gotten changed into black pants, a green shirt and slipped on her brown leather jacket, Wanda had confronted her.
"Mystique doesn't like you going out. She wants you to train with Agatha." Wanda glared at the older female. "I'm not going to cover up for you."Rogue had rolled her eyes when she said that; she never did cover up for her. Wanda had hexed the doorknob, so Rogue slipped off a glove and absorbed her before she had a chance to react.
She hated being told what to do, or what not to do. Tucking loose strands of white hair behind her ear, she opened the door, hurried down the hallway and down the stairs. She left, unnoticed.
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It figured that it would start to rain only minutes after Rogue left the boarding house. Rain didn't bother her; she actually enjoyed walking in the rain, especially on hot summer nights, back in Mississippi. It just felt like something was out to get her.
Where was she going?
Good question!
Unfortunately, she didn't have the foggiest idea of where she was going. She just liked to wander aimlessly at night. For some reason, doing so, helped her clear her head; it made it easier for her to think and such.
Bayville was such a boring place. The Southerner didn't like it here, and didn't like any of the people. She was forced to attend school—her mother said she would have to get used to being around crowds and was forced to attend sessions with Agatha.
Rogue vowed that if by any miracle she ever had a child, she would never name it Agatha or Mystique.
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Okay, Rogue was lost.
Maybe not lost, she just didn't know where she was.
Well, she knew that she was in Bayville. Does she get brownie points for that? What? No? Yeah well, who asked you? Shut up.
Looking around for familiar surroundings, a dull pain shot through her. It was almost like a red lightning bolt in the darkness shot through her.
Red lightning bolt. Darkness.
Red on black.
Eyes.
Waves of pain and anger rushed through her. She took several deep breaths before breaking out into a run.
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She spotted him over twenty feet away, walking through the woods. With heavy breathing, she called out to him, reaching out with one hand. Next thing they know, this eerie blue light surrounds him, paralyzing him. She had hexedhim! Oh well.
"Sorry." She apologized breathlessly when she caught up to him.
"I can't move." He mumbled, looking around with wide eyes. "What the hell did you do to me?"
"I don't know." She made a face. "It's not my power." It didn't take long for the hexing to fade, sense it didn't have a source of energy to keep it doing whatever it did.
He brushed off the shoulder of his trench coat although nothing had been there. Remy glanced over at her pale face. "What do you want, Rogue?"
"I don't know." She admitted, looking down at the ground. "Something weird happened."
He smirked. "You just wanted to see me."
"You're too full of yourself." Gosh, maybe that's why he's called a cockyCajun.
"Maybe—but I'm not the one who came running after myself." He paused and blinked dumbly. "You know what I mean."
"I said something weird happened."
Once again, he smirked. "You know you just wanted to see me."
A dangerous glint shimmered in her eyes as she took a step forward. "Want me to knock you out again?"
On repulse, he yelled out. "I did not faint!"
Now, she took a step back and wondered about his mental state. "I know we're enemies and all.."
"But you're madly in love with me?"
"No!" She slapped his arm now. Hard. "I just got a weird feeling and it reminded me of you."
"The 'weird' feeling is called love."
"You say love one more time and I'm going to hex your goddamn mouth!"
"What ishexing?"
"I don't know but I can do it." She looked around, nervously and suddenly she recognized the surroundings. "Wait a minute.. We're not that far away from the boarding house." Realization hit. "You were going to the boarding house, weren't you?"
"No." He said dryly.
"Yes, you were."
"No, I wasn't."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes you were!"
"Fine, I was." He mumbled bitterly. "What are you going to do about it?"
"Does it have to do with the X-Men?"
Remy shifted his weight from one leg to the other. "No." He rolled his eyes, "I got a weird feeling, too."
"Aw. It wasn't a 'weird' feeling, Sugah. It was love." She mocked, putting her hands on her hips.
"I feel like I can.." He couldn't think of the correct word to use, or the appropriate one. "Senseyou."
"I know."
"You know?" He arched up a brow.
"Listen Remy, I feel—"
"X-Man!" Lance Alvers appeared several feet behind them with Toad, who had been the one who alarmed the others that an enemy was on their territory. Making an annoying groaning slash moaning noise, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and the ground began to shake, rumble and all that earthquake-y stuff.
Rogue sighed heavily. Would this ever end?
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"You could have pulverized him!" Lance yelled at Rogue, which was a big mistake but he was angry. Gambit had gotten away and still managed to beat them when he threw several charged cards at them, but not at Rogue. She just stood there emotionless during the short battle. "And you didn't even do anything!"
"You done?" Rogue asked, sounding impatient as she rolled her eyes. "You're just wasting your voice and breath, Lancey."
"You're so.."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Join a support group." She mumbled, walking away and went upstairs. In her bedroom, she found Wanda staring out the window.
"Pietro just got back." Wanda said so casually, as if they were friends. "He went out somewhere."
"So?"
"I don't trust him."
"With an attitude like that, no wonder—"
Wanda glanced over at her. "You don't trust him either."
"I don't trust anyone."
She almost laughed. "It almost seems like you trust that X-Man.. Gambit.."
A/NI couldn't write anymore.. Oh well..
For those who keep reminding me to update my other stories.. QUIT YOUR BELLYACHIN'! :P Just kidding.. Mm, not really. I started the next chapter to Changes and started the revisions to Learning to Trust. I'm hoping to complete both of them this weekend as long as I stay home and don't make any plans.. and such.
I don't care about roman numbers! I'm hoping to make this chapter 10/11 chapters long.. I want the numbered chapters to look something like this:
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