"How had it all come ta this?" She asked herself lying on the bed of a
cheap motel. Her head had been hurting so bad lately, that she had become
numb to any pain. She listened tirelessly to the woman screaming inside her
mind. "It ain't fair, it can' end lahke all this," she turned her head to
face the door.
Her mind was so tormented with images were coming to her mind. Hallucinations of her and Remy most prominent. She watched his shadowy figure walk through the door and silently making his way to her. She smiled faintly and blinked, only to have his image disappear.
Her attention then became focused on the phone on the nightstand, a previous memory of her talking to Remy on the phone before the whole mission appeared in her head.
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"What are ya lookin' at Cher?"
"Tha' moon," her answer was soft and comforting to Remy over the phone.
"You seem ta be lookin' at it whenever dis Cajun talk ta ya Chere, any particular reason?"
She continued to stare up at the moon and answered him, "Tha' moon is always there fo' me Remy. Always. There are nevah any surprises of when it's gonna come out," she took her gaze away and looked down at her shoes, "It's reliable an' constant, what ah need most now."
Remy then looked up at his side of the moon, knowing exactly how she felt. "Ya always have Remy chere, he can be as constant as dat moon of yours," he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He knew Rogue hated him smoking, but thought that what she didn't know, wouldn't hurt her. That phrase could be said about a lot of things he did now while she was away.
"But fer how long?" the question came out in barely a whisper, but he heard it.
"As long as dis ol' Swamp Rat be round."
**************************End Flashback**********************************
The voices began to fade in her mind as she was brought back to reality. Everything seemed so simple then, not like now. She was alone now, more alone than she'd ever been working for Magneto and Mystique.
"You little thief!! You took away everything I ever was, everything I had!! You stole my life!!" the voice shouted in Rogue's head and she placed her hands on her temples trying to push the woman's voice out. But the same vulgarities continued to be shouted into her head.
"No! It wasn't my fault; I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" Rogue shouted in the empty room as tears began to slide down her face.
"Sorry doesn't bring me back! If I can't go back then neither will you!"
Rogue jumped off her bed quickly, "NO!" her fist slammed into the dresser near her, smashing it to pieces.
**************************Flashback**********************************
"Rogue, do you copy me?" the voice was Mystique's.
Rogue held the earpiece closer to her ear for the signal to be heard clearer. "Yeah, ah hear ya. Are we gonna do this today Mystique, or ya'll wanna reschedule fer a later tahme next month," the aggravation was apparent in her voice. Avalanche and Blob were supposed to be in the northern wing of the base waiting for the signal.
Mystique was just as annoyed. It had been ten minutes into breaking into Genosha to help the other mutants escape, and everything had gone wrong. The two men were nowhere to be found and Mystique swore if she caught them they would end up in a hospital if her plan didn't work. "I understand your impatience, but you know what to do. If they don't follow through, they will regret it later," she looked around the parameter and signaled Rogue to go.
Rogue slowly walked towards the guard taking off one of her gloves. She was seducing the night guard with just a simple look in her eyes, "Ah'm lost, can ya help meh?" her innocent voice taking control of her normally bad tempered one.
A seductive smile played on her lips and the guard was lost in her eyes. She reached her hand up to touch his face without his protesting. He was knocked out cold. "Mystique, it's done, lets get yo' boys rollin' huh?"
As on cue, Avanlanche and Blob came through the area creating chaos for the Genosha prison. All guards ran to their station as the alarms went off and the spot lights went on, surrounding the entire area in a bright light.
Mystique snuck in the prison being posed as another guard and began to unlock the mutant's cells. Avalanche and Blob were doing a surprisingly good job at keeping the guards busy, until a woman flew into the area and knocked Avalanche clean off his feet.
Blob looked at the woman with disbelief, not able to see where she had come from. "Who the heck are you?" he asked with a dumb _expression pinned on his face.
"Mz. Marvel and you chose the wrong place to attack," she flew back into the air and charged at Blob, knocking him back into a brick wall.
Rogue stared in disbelief at what she did. No one had ever moved the Blob, and whoever this Mz. Marvel was posed as a huge threat to their mission.
Rogue made her way over to the woman behind her back, taking off both her gloves. Just as Mz. Marvel turned around, Rogue placed both her hands on the woman's exposed shoulders.
The woman was hardly fazed at all as she flew into the air trying to break Rogue from her grasp. Rogue heard in her earpiece from Mystique not to let go. She couldn't, fear overtook her that she would crash back down or Mz. Marvel would kill her if she let go. The woman was slowly being weakened.
Rogue's eyes became scared as a new sensation rose into her body. She was holding on too long and she knew it, but refused to let go. A few seconds later and the woman passed out and they both plummeted to the ground. Mz. Marvel almost dead, and Rogue exhausted from absorbing her.
They both crashed down, a crater formation surrounding them where they landed. Rogue pushed the woman off her as Mystique, Avalanche, Blob, and Pyro came up behind her.
"Who is she?" Blob asked as shock overtook him of what Rogue did.
Mystique spoke up, "Carol Danvers, she worked for Genosha. But not anymore," a smile made a way to her lips.
Rogue looked horrified at what she did. She did it again; she killed someone for the second time.
Pyro reached down to the woman, checking for a pulse. He looked back up at Rogue with a reassuring look on his face, "The shiela's still alive," he paused and stood up to face Rogue and to break her out of her stoic trance, "She'll be okay Rogue."
She looked up at him with terror in her eyes. It wasn't until a harsh voice that broke her train of thought, "Snap out of it Rogue! We have to get out of here, before more soldiers come," the voice was Mystique's being kept in a low threatening whisper. "We did what we came to do and you did what anyone else would have done. It's too late for regrets now!"
Mystique turned her back and quickly exited the area. Rogue and the others followed, taking one last glance at woman.
*************************End Flashback********************************
Rogue was pacing around the room in a frantic state. She was mumbling to what appeared to be herself, but was arguing with the woman in her head to leave her alone.
"Shut up!" she screamed, "It was an accident! Leave me alone!"
"Never! I'm going to make your life as miserable as you made mine!" she screamed back at Rogue.
Rogue, in a desperate attempt, began to scratch at her head, trying to make Carol go away. She crashed down on her knees and stayed in a crouched position holding her head.
**********************Flashback**************************************
"How do ya do it?" Rogue asked the weather witch standing in front of her in her gardens.
"Do what my child?" the kind woman asked in a calm motherly tone.
"Keep ya cool. Ah mean, ya have so much powah, how do yah keep it all togethah?"
Storm smiled at the young mutant, no one had ever asked her this before, and she was happy the isolated girl was opening up to her. "You and I are much alike Rogue," Rogue just looked at the woman with confusion apparent on her face.
"You and I have power beyond many's comprehension, but we must always stay in control of our surroundings," she turned her back and called a rain cloud to water the plants behind her.
"Ah don' undahstand, ya got control Storm. Ya don' need ta worry bout hurtin' no one all the tahme," Rogue looked down at her hands with shame.
Storm took her hands in her own and looked at her. "I have control now my child, but my emotions are connected with my powers. If I loose myself to my emotions, my powers will erupt as well."
Rogue just looked at her in disbelief, suddenly having a lot more respect for Storm than before she talked to her. "Wow, ah had no ideah Storm."
"Most people do not Rogue," she let go of her hands and turned back to tending her gardens.
Rogue turned to head out of the door and glanced back one more time, "Thanks Storm, thanks a lot."
"You are welcome dear," she turned her head towards her and smiled, "sometimes it is nice to know you are not alone."
"Yeah, Ah'm not alone," she left shutting the door behind her.
***************************End Flashback*******************************
She pulled herself off the dirty floor of the room. A look of determination was spread across her face, "Ah'm not alone anymo', ah got friends," her voice was shaky, not sure whether to believe herself or not.
She made her way over to the phone and dialed a number. It rang three times as she waited desperately for the line to pick up.
"Hello?" the voice sounded aggravated and unsure of who was calling.
He could hear harsh breathing, almost like breathing was the hardest thing in the world. He listened intently for a voice, "Remy?" the voice was shallow and was about to break at any moment.
"Chere?!" his voice became worried. She hadn't called for over a month, and he knew she was in trouble and needed him.
"Ah need yo' help Remy," her voice was shaky and sounded dehydrated, but he could still tell it was her.
"Where are you?"
Okay, let me just say that I decided to stick to the original story here of how Rogue got her cool and new powers. I'm sorry I haven't been updated a lot, writer's block and homework, poop. And I do not say this nearly as often as I should, but thank you for all the reviews everyone has been sending in. Without you guys, this story prolly wouldn't have been here. So any suggestions of what you guys want to hear or read, send them to me and I'll do the best I can to make the audience happy. And a BIG thanks to Alex and Katt who help my grammatical constipation.
Her mind was so tormented with images were coming to her mind. Hallucinations of her and Remy most prominent. She watched his shadowy figure walk through the door and silently making his way to her. She smiled faintly and blinked, only to have his image disappear.
Her attention then became focused on the phone on the nightstand, a previous memory of her talking to Remy on the phone before the whole mission appeared in her head.
******************************Flashback*********************************
"What are ya lookin' at Cher?"
"Tha' moon," her answer was soft and comforting to Remy over the phone.
"You seem ta be lookin' at it whenever dis Cajun talk ta ya Chere, any particular reason?"
She continued to stare up at the moon and answered him, "Tha' moon is always there fo' me Remy. Always. There are nevah any surprises of when it's gonna come out," she took her gaze away and looked down at her shoes, "It's reliable an' constant, what ah need most now."
Remy then looked up at his side of the moon, knowing exactly how she felt. "Ya always have Remy chere, he can be as constant as dat moon of yours," he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He knew Rogue hated him smoking, but thought that what she didn't know, wouldn't hurt her. That phrase could be said about a lot of things he did now while she was away.
"But fer how long?" the question came out in barely a whisper, but he heard it.
"As long as dis ol' Swamp Rat be round."
**************************End Flashback**********************************
The voices began to fade in her mind as she was brought back to reality. Everything seemed so simple then, not like now. She was alone now, more alone than she'd ever been working for Magneto and Mystique.
"You little thief!! You took away everything I ever was, everything I had!! You stole my life!!" the voice shouted in Rogue's head and she placed her hands on her temples trying to push the woman's voice out. But the same vulgarities continued to be shouted into her head.
"No! It wasn't my fault; I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" Rogue shouted in the empty room as tears began to slide down her face.
"Sorry doesn't bring me back! If I can't go back then neither will you!"
Rogue jumped off her bed quickly, "NO!" her fist slammed into the dresser near her, smashing it to pieces.
**************************Flashback**********************************
"Rogue, do you copy me?" the voice was Mystique's.
Rogue held the earpiece closer to her ear for the signal to be heard clearer. "Yeah, ah hear ya. Are we gonna do this today Mystique, or ya'll wanna reschedule fer a later tahme next month," the aggravation was apparent in her voice. Avalanche and Blob were supposed to be in the northern wing of the base waiting for the signal.
Mystique was just as annoyed. It had been ten minutes into breaking into Genosha to help the other mutants escape, and everything had gone wrong. The two men were nowhere to be found and Mystique swore if she caught them they would end up in a hospital if her plan didn't work. "I understand your impatience, but you know what to do. If they don't follow through, they will regret it later," she looked around the parameter and signaled Rogue to go.
Rogue slowly walked towards the guard taking off one of her gloves. She was seducing the night guard with just a simple look in her eyes, "Ah'm lost, can ya help meh?" her innocent voice taking control of her normally bad tempered one.
A seductive smile played on her lips and the guard was lost in her eyes. She reached her hand up to touch his face without his protesting. He was knocked out cold. "Mystique, it's done, lets get yo' boys rollin' huh?"
As on cue, Avanlanche and Blob came through the area creating chaos for the Genosha prison. All guards ran to their station as the alarms went off and the spot lights went on, surrounding the entire area in a bright light.
Mystique snuck in the prison being posed as another guard and began to unlock the mutant's cells. Avalanche and Blob were doing a surprisingly good job at keeping the guards busy, until a woman flew into the area and knocked Avalanche clean off his feet.
Blob looked at the woman with disbelief, not able to see where she had come from. "Who the heck are you?" he asked with a dumb _expression pinned on his face.
"Mz. Marvel and you chose the wrong place to attack," she flew back into the air and charged at Blob, knocking him back into a brick wall.
Rogue stared in disbelief at what she did. No one had ever moved the Blob, and whoever this Mz. Marvel was posed as a huge threat to their mission.
Rogue made her way over to the woman behind her back, taking off both her gloves. Just as Mz. Marvel turned around, Rogue placed both her hands on the woman's exposed shoulders.
The woman was hardly fazed at all as she flew into the air trying to break Rogue from her grasp. Rogue heard in her earpiece from Mystique not to let go. She couldn't, fear overtook her that she would crash back down or Mz. Marvel would kill her if she let go. The woman was slowly being weakened.
Rogue's eyes became scared as a new sensation rose into her body. She was holding on too long and she knew it, but refused to let go. A few seconds later and the woman passed out and they both plummeted to the ground. Mz. Marvel almost dead, and Rogue exhausted from absorbing her.
They both crashed down, a crater formation surrounding them where they landed. Rogue pushed the woman off her as Mystique, Avalanche, Blob, and Pyro came up behind her.
"Who is she?" Blob asked as shock overtook him of what Rogue did.
Mystique spoke up, "Carol Danvers, she worked for Genosha. But not anymore," a smile made a way to her lips.
Rogue looked horrified at what she did. She did it again; she killed someone for the second time.
Pyro reached down to the woman, checking for a pulse. He looked back up at Rogue with a reassuring look on his face, "The shiela's still alive," he paused and stood up to face Rogue and to break her out of her stoic trance, "She'll be okay Rogue."
She looked up at him with terror in her eyes. It wasn't until a harsh voice that broke her train of thought, "Snap out of it Rogue! We have to get out of here, before more soldiers come," the voice was Mystique's being kept in a low threatening whisper. "We did what we came to do and you did what anyone else would have done. It's too late for regrets now!"
Mystique turned her back and quickly exited the area. Rogue and the others followed, taking one last glance at woman.
*************************End Flashback********************************
Rogue was pacing around the room in a frantic state. She was mumbling to what appeared to be herself, but was arguing with the woman in her head to leave her alone.
"Shut up!" she screamed, "It was an accident! Leave me alone!"
"Never! I'm going to make your life as miserable as you made mine!" she screamed back at Rogue.
Rogue, in a desperate attempt, began to scratch at her head, trying to make Carol go away. She crashed down on her knees and stayed in a crouched position holding her head.
**********************Flashback**************************************
"How do ya do it?" Rogue asked the weather witch standing in front of her in her gardens.
"Do what my child?" the kind woman asked in a calm motherly tone.
"Keep ya cool. Ah mean, ya have so much powah, how do yah keep it all togethah?"
Storm smiled at the young mutant, no one had ever asked her this before, and she was happy the isolated girl was opening up to her. "You and I are much alike Rogue," Rogue just looked at the woman with confusion apparent on her face.
"You and I have power beyond many's comprehension, but we must always stay in control of our surroundings," she turned her back and called a rain cloud to water the plants behind her.
"Ah don' undahstand, ya got control Storm. Ya don' need ta worry bout hurtin' no one all the tahme," Rogue looked down at her hands with shame.
Storm took her hands in her own and looked at her. "I have control now my child, but my emotions are connected with my powers. If I loose myself to my emotions, my powers will erupt as well."
Rogue just looked at her in disbelief, suddenly having a lot more respect for Storm than before she talked to her. "Wow, ah had no ideah Storm."
"Most people do not Rogue," she let go of her hands and turned back to tending her gardens.
Rogue turned to head out of the door and glanced back one more time, "Thanks Storm, thanks a lot."
"You are welcome dear," she turned her head towards her and smiled, "sometimes it is nice to know you are not alone."
"Yeah, Ah'm not alone," she left shutting the door behind her.
***************************End Flashback*******************************
She pulled herself off the dirty floor of the room. A look of determination was spread across her face, "Ah'm not alone anymo', ah got friends," her voice was shaky, not sure whether to believe herself or not.
She made her way over to the phone and dialed a number. It rang three times as she waited desperately for the line to pick up.
"Hello?" the voice sounded aggravated and unsure of who was calling.
He could hear harsh breathing, almost like breathing was the hardest thing in the world. He listened intently for a voice, "Remy?" the voice was shallow and was about to break at any moment.
"Chere?!" his voice became worried. She hadn't called for over a month, and he knew she was in trouble and needed him.
"Ah need yo' help Remy," her voice was shaky and sounded dehydrated, but he could still tell it was her.
"Where are you?"
Okay, let me just say that I decided to stick to the original story here of how Rogue got her cool and new powers. I'm sorry I haven't been updated a lot, writer's block and homework, poop. And I do not say this nearly as often as I should, but thank you for all the reviews everyone has been sending in. Without you guys, this story prolly wouldn't have been here. So any suggestions of what you guys want to hear or read, send them to me and I'll do the best I can to make the audience happy. And a BIG thanks to Alex and Katt who help my grammatical constipation.