The Truth Hurts

Chapter VI:  Rogue's Story

By:  Michelle

Kurt listened to the leaves of the tree he was in rustled in the strengthening winds.  Ororo is upset.  Maybe I should talk with her.  No I can't.  I don't want to face anyone right now. 

He looked up and allowed the rain to pour down on him.  This tree isn't blocking shit.

 He wiped his face as the rain poured harder and harder.  She's really upset. 

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Graydon looked in his file cabinet.  Bank Statements.  Insurance.  Tax Returns.  Personal file. 

He pulled out the folder marked Personal file and opened it up.  He glanced over the papers.  He had been slowly researching his family history over the last few years. 

He knew his father's name.  Victor Creed.  He knew his mother's name.  Raven Darkholme. 

He knew little about them.  They were so secretive.  That's why he investigated.  According to his research, he had an adopted sister.  Marie D'Ancanto.  However, he remembered an old conversation between his parents that he had a half-brother.  Unknown.  Was it a brother or sister?  Who knows?

 Nothing seemed to make sense to him.  Actually, there was one thing that did.  He hated his parents and all mutants.  They were the cause for this hatred.  Weren't parents supposed to love their children no matter what? 

So he was human and they were mutant.  What difference did it make?  Apparently, enough to make to them get rid of him.  He was only 12 when it happened, but he knew the reasons.  One day, they and all mutants will pay. 

Anger and hatred filled his soul as he closed the file.  Soon, they'll pay.

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"What are you doing up there?" 

Kurt opened his eyes.  He knew that voice.  "Rogue, I wish to be alone right now."

"I heard.  Do you want to talk?" 

Kurt looked down at her and sighed.  She looked up at him from under her umbrella.  She wore her hair down with her streaks outlining her face.  

"Look."  Rogue addressed him.  "Either you come down or I come up." 

"You shouldn't be out in this weather."  Kurt said trying to avoid a conversation with her.  "You're going to get sick."

Rogue closed her umbrella and climbed up the tree not caring if she got soaked.  "Then, you shouldn't have caused the weather in the first place."

Kurt frowned as she sat on a branch next to him.  "She's real upset isn't she."

"What gave you the first clue?"  Rogue replied sarcastically.   

"Who told you?" 

"The Professor."  Rogue replied.  "He sent me out to talk to you for some reason."

"Oh."

"You know."  Rogue began.  "I never really knew my parents that well when I was little."

Kurt watched the saddened expression come over her face.

"My real name is Marie D'Ancanto.  My mother died when I was four and my father worked out of town a lot.  I rarely saw him."  She said.  "Whenever he was out of town, I would stay with two ladies, Ms. Raven Darkholme and Ms. Irene Adler.  They raised me when my father was working which was all the time.  Ms. Raven was like a mother to me and I was like a daughter to her.  I guess you can say we adopted each other. She nicknamed me Rogue and it stuck ever since."

Kurt smiled.  "You must miss her."

"Sometimes."  She replied but continued her story.  "When I was 13, my father found a permanent job in Mississippi.  He took me with him, along with his new wife. I never saw Ms. Raven again. Since I didn't really know my father very well and my stepmom didn't much like me, we really didn't get along.  After we all realized my ability, you know when I kissed Cody and put him in a coma, I ran away.  I don't think they really cared."

Kurt hung his head.  Here he was complaining to himself about all the things that went wrong in his life and yet, they seemed pointless to even gripe about when compared to her.

"Six months later, I ran into Logan.  That's how I got here."  Rogue looked over to him.

"Did you ever try to find Ms. Raven again?"  Kurt asked.  "You know, to become a family again."

"No."

"Why?"  Kurt asked. 

"Because my heart told me not to."  Rogue smiled.  "This is my family Kurt.  This is where I'm happy.  It doesn't matter about my past.  This is my future."  She said to him softly.  "This is where I belong."

Family.  Future.  Belong.  Kurt let the words sink into his head.  He knew Rogue was right.  Who was the teacher now? He laughed silently to himself.  God has pulled a fast one on me.

Kurt looked at Rogue as she pulled her wet hair out of her face.  "Danke schon."  Thank You.

"Keine Ursache."  You're welcome.  She replied and looked up at the raging sky. 

"We better get."  Kurt said. 

"Yeah."  Rogue replied noticing the intensifying wind.  "Before the lights go out and Remy throws a hurricane party."

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:  Ok.  So I twisted up Rogue's story a bit to make it work with my story.  Don't worry.  I have reasons in my future chapters.