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Willa J: Thanks, I think I like that word: Twisty. I think I shall use it in everyday language now. TWISTY. . . !
Ishandahalf: My crack bunnies have been on a roll lately. So have my lovely penguin pajamas. (screechy voice) I love my penguins. Love me, I figured out how to put Remy into the story.
GreenFairyGirl 88: Thanks. Oh, sorry for not updating the Hurt of the Past. I didn't post at the bottom of the chapter that I was going to take a break from it. This prologue is what's going to help the Hurt of the Past, so I won't have so much to explain. I know, ingenius no? Plus, you had to see how they were before hand.
DreamSchemer: Ah, I see your mind is trying to unravel the inner secrets of my mind. But, you won't I say!! YOU WON'T!! Don't worry though, you'll find out soon. Plus it's also explained in The Hurt of the Past, if you can't wait to find out.
Enchanted Light: I know, I am soo evil. Meet me, the devil's little sister, back with a vengeance.
Star-Of-Chaos: Remy's a wanted man. By both women and men alike. Who can resist the pull of the cajun overlord? Certainly not me. . (whimpers). No one can resist the penguin pajamas.
Recap: Rogue, Spike, and Aspen are ordered by Nathaniel Essex to eliminate Remy LeBeau in order to restore the ties between the Thieves and Assassins guilds. Will they? You shall find out now.
Just so you know, the majority of the chapters will have a light half and a dark half because I will it to be so.
Tragic Remembrances: Prologue to the Hurt of the Past
Chapter 3: Cherie
" Too often, we lose
Sight of life's simple
Pleasures. Remember,
When some one annoys
You, it takes 42 muscles
In your face to frown, but,
It only takes 4 muscles to
Extend your arm
And bitch slap that
Mother #?!&! Upside
The head. Pass it on.
RoguesHeart
Flip Flip Bang
Remy stared dully at his hands as he deftly flicked the cards between his fingers.
Flip Flip Bang
The sound calmed him. There was nothing that could compare to what he was feeling right then. He could control these cards, will them to do whatever he wanted.
Flip Flip Bang.
He had been doomed from the beginning. He had always known it. Ever since that fateful day he had tried to pick pocket the King of Thieves, Jean Luc LeBeau, he had been destined for it.
Flip Flip Bang.
Belladonna Bordreaux. He had to marry Belladonna Bordreaux in less than two weeks.
Flip Flip Bang.
She was gorgeous, that he knew. She had long flowing blonde curls that shone brighter than the sun itself. Her sapphire blue eyes glittered whenever she spoke, sparkled when she was happy, glowed when she was mad. It was safe to say, many a man would love to be hitching up with a woman like her. With all her power and prestige, a man would have to be crazy to pass her up.
Flip Flip Bang.
Maybe he was crazy.
Flip Flip Bang.
He couldn't bring himself to be happy about his marriage. It felt like something was trying to pull him away from the home he had grown to love for so many years.
Flip Flip Bang.
He could already feel the shackles wrap around his arms, latching on to him permanently.
Flip Flip Bang.
Don't get him wrong, he was grateful for what he had then. Gracious for the fact that he had a loving home and people that cared for him. But he couldn't do it, he didn't want to do it.
Flip Flip Bang.
A light knock at the door, jerked him out of his reverie.
" Remy?" a light voice rang out.
Remy lifted his head slightly, his auburn hair flopping carelessly in front of his face.
" Oui?" he spoke in a dull tone.
He watched out the corner of his eye as Merci LeBeau sauntered into the room.
" Are y' alright?"
Remy lifted his hand slowly and brushed the strands of hair out of his face.
" Fine, chere."
Merci frowned darkly, thoroughly unconvinced.
" Remy Etienne LeBeau, don' y' dare t'ink of lying t' me." she spoke sternly, her hands placed firmly upon her hips.
Remy smirked at her.
" Remy ain't tryin' t' pull a fast one on y', he be fine chere."
Merci rolled her eyes.
" Oh would y' stop talkin' in de t'ird person?"
Remy shrugged.
" De femmes go crazy fo' it."
Merci cocked an eyebrow.
" Y' know Remy, one day y' go fin' yo match…"
Remy flashed such a gorgeous smile that even Merci blushed.
" Den Remy'll truly be in heaven when it does happen."
Merci shook off her blush and replaced it with a hard stare.
" Don' talk like dat, Remy."
Remy shrugged.
" Like what?"
Merci stared at him.
" Like y' gon' die, it's not right."
Remy glanced away from her.
" Y' get married t' someone dat y' don't want t' an' y'll talk like dis too."
Merci's face softened at his words.
" Listen Remy, I understand dat y' don' want t' marry 'er, but t'ink about what'll happen if y' don't."
Remy scoffed.
" What? Nut'in will change, we will always be at war with de guilds, even if I didn' get married t' Belle."
Merci remained silent while Remy continued to rant.
" Me Marryin' her ain't goin' t' change a t'ing. If anyt'in it'll make it worse. Everyone knows dat Julien 'as it in fo' me. He'll find some way t' sabotage de marriage so dere be no point."
Merci opened her mouth to speak but found herself cut off by a bellow coming from the doorway.
" ENOUGH!"
Remy and Merci whirled around to stare at infuriated Jean Luc LeBeau.
" Enough of what, mon pere ?"
Jean Luc scowled.
" Y' know damn well Remy."
Remy stood up.
" Do I? I Don' t'ink I do. Why don' y' explain t' me why I got t' do dis."
Jean Luc stormed over to Remy.
" After all dis guild had done fo' you, y' got de nerve t' have second t'oughts on dis. "
Remy frowned darkly, his crimson eyes flaring.
" I'm t'ankful fo' all dat y' done fo' me but I don' want t' do dis."
Jean Luc sighed.
" It don' matter what y' want Remy. All dat matters is what is de best fo' de guild, and what's best is fo' y' t' marry Belle."
Remy huffed in his chest .
" Fine den." he said in a defeated tone.
Jean Luc gave a small smile and patted him upon his back.
" Y' may not understand now, but y' will in time."
With that, Jean Luc left the room leaving only a saddened embittered Cajun and a worried sister-in-law behind.
Merci turned to face Remy.
" Remy.." she spoke softly.
Remy whipped out his shades and placed them over his eyes. Walking over to his chair, he whisked his trench coat around his body.
" Don' worry, petite, Remy'll be fine, he jus' need t' go fo' a walk."
Merci reached her hand out to touch his shoulder.
" Rem.."
Remy shrugged her hand off and waltzed out of the room, his trench coat billowing behind him.
( ' ' thoughts ' ' telepathy " " talking)
' Merde, ah t'ink mah butt is goin' numb.. '
Spike shifted in his seat in a desperate attempt to get comfortable.
' Ah told Essex t' get us first class tickets, but does he listen, noooo..'
Glancing around, Spike caught sight of his twin staring passively at the in flight movie.
' Hey Roguey. . '
Rogue glanced up.
' What?'
' Where's Aspen and Aurora? '
Rogue shrugged.
' Last time ah checked, Aspen left t' use de restroom facilities and Aurora. . . Ah don' know. Dat girl disappears more than Clark Kent during an meteor shower.'
Spike chuckled aloud, making people around him stare at him funny.
' Did she even consult Essex on what our new mission was? '
Rogue shook her head.
' Nope, she asked Aspen instead.'
Spike shook his head.
' Damn, and that woman used t' be reliable. What's happened to 'er?'
Rogue shrugged.
' Who really knows. . . Except fo' maybe Aurora. '
By that time, Aspen had trudged himself back to his seat. His usually calm exterior, racked with tinges of green.
" Uh, Aspen are ya'll alright?" asked Rogue.
Aspen groaned and leaned his head against the window.
" Urgh, I hate flying.."
Rogue smiled at him and patted his shoulder.
" Don't worry Aspen, it'll all be over soon."
Aspen smiled weakly back at her before pressing his head against the cool surface of the window.
Spike smirked momentarily before calling for the stewardess. The woman trounced down the aisle, her blue skirt swaying slightly.
" Can I help you sir?" she said in a cheery voice.
Spike flashed her a heart stopping smile.
" Oui, Could y' be ever so kind an' get me an' my associates an extra pillow?" he drawled out.
The stewardess smiled at him, her eyes glazed over in a lust induced daze.
" Of course.."
After batting her eyes at him, she scurried away. Rogue glanced over at her brother.
' Did ya have t' do that? '
' Do what dear sister?'
' Y' have to woo every pretty girl that walks by don' y' ?'
Spike visibly smirked.
' Oui, de femmes need it in order t' survive. '
Rogue rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the crap in flight movie. No matter what anyone said, no one could tell her that the Brady Bunch Movie was a blockbuster hit. They were currently singing a happy little diddy while getting upon the airplane.
' Ugh, this is horrible..'
Spike smirked at her, knowing full well what she was talking about.
" WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO KISS HER?!"
Spike turned around to see a young couple arguing.
" I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!"
Spike nudged Rogue in her ribs, making her growl at him.
" What?" she hissed.
He grinned at her before gesturing towards the fighting couple.
" I didn't mean to, it just sorta happened." spoke the young male.
The female whirled around on him.
" DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT TO ME!!" she hissed loudly.
The girl undid her belt and was about to storm away when the male grabbed her by her wrist. Kneeling down upon the floor he began to beg her forgiveness. And as usual, the female burst out into overly dramatic tears. Then of course, they entire population upon the airplane had to applause them, as if it were some kind of class A soap opera.
Rogue rolled her eyes.
" Ah have a feeling this will go on for a while."
The girl was still sobbing loudly, her moans rising over all the commotion. Spike copied her actions and nodded his head.
" This is growing quite annoying indeed." voiced Aspen.
Both Rogue and Spike started at seeing the sickly Aspen.
" Ya feelin' better Aspen?"
Aspen was about to nod his head when he felt a sudden lurch of nausea plummeting through his stomach.
Rogue backed up slightly, her emerald eyes wide.
" Aspen, it looks like y' about t' yak…"
Aspen's face swirled green to blue.
" Uggh.."
Sensing what was coming, both Rogue and Spike leapt up out of there seats. Aspen dove passed them and scrambled for the restroom but found himself blocked by the wailing woman.
" Please move lady.." he mumbled.
The woman stared at him momentarily before breaking out into a fresh batch of tears.
" HE …he… D…D..D..Doesn't…Love me!!!"
Aspen's eye twitched at her.
" Please move.."
The male strode over to where the sobbing girl was.
" Please Monique, you have to believe me.."
Aspen moaned again.
" Please move…" he whispered.
A couple people that were seated and watching the scene, noticed Aspen's pale velour.
" Um Miss. . . I think you should move. . " spoke one woman.
" Are you alright there fella, you don't look to well. . "
Aspen lurched forward.
" move.." his voice grew weaker.
Rogue and Spike glanced at each other, their facial expressions a mixture between amusement and concern. They knew very well what was about to turn out.
A retching noise caught their attention, making them wince. Turning, they stared at the fallen Aspen. He held his hand over his mouth and his eyes were fluttering open and close. The woman was wailing louder while the man was desperately trying to wipe off her shirt, in which Aspen had inadvertently puked on.
Spike frowned and walked over to assist Aspen. Rogue helped him by pulling him up from the floor. As she began to guide him to the restrooms, a shout came from behind them.
" You people make me sick! "
Spike's emerald eyes flared dangerously as he turned to face the insultee. He came face to face with an older man.
" De man was sick homme, he couldn't help dat."
The older man scoffed disgustedly at him. Before Spike could open his mouth to shoot him with a sharp retort, he felt a hand upon his shoulder.
' C'mon Spike, ah need help takin' Aspen t' de bathroom, cause if he pukes on me, ah swear ah'll beat his ass.'
Spike closed his fist and turned away from the old man. Lifting the other side of Aspen, they heaved him off to the bathroom.
After about two hours, the plane had landed. Aspen's motion sickness had finally passed and he was capable of sitting for the rest of time without feeling the need to hurl.
The minute the plane touched down, all three of them had rushed off into the airport. Aspen immediately went to the restroom. Rogue and Spike glanced around for the chauffeur.
A few minutes passed before they were able to spot him. He stood proud and tall, his silver hair flashing under the fluorescent light.
" Cadmus!" shouted Rogue with glee.
Cadmus nodded his head in acknowledgment, his face wide with a grin.
" How y' been doin' chil' ?"
Rogue grinned.
" Fine, how 'bout y?"
Cadmus shrugged.
" Still livin' ain't ah?"
Spike laughed beside him.
" Long time no see, Cadmus!"
Cadmus smiled at him and gave him a hug.
" Missed y' homme, where's de British lad? "
Rogue laughed.
" He be in de bat'room, puking up three weeks worth of dinner."
Cadmus cocked an eyebrow.
" He still got motion sickness?"
Rogue nodded her head.
" He's getting' a little bit better."
" Damn right I am."
Aspen walked up behind them, looking way better than he had when he was on the plane. Cadmus smirked at him, his chocolate brown eyes sparkling.
" Nice t' see y' again as well Aspen."
Aspen flashed a brilliant smile.
" It's always nice to see me."
Rogue rolled her eyes.
" Fo' de love of all that's evil.. Every guy ah know has an ego.."
All three guys stared at her innocently.
" Whatever do y' mean?"
Rogue sighed in irritation, making them laugh.
" Dammit, where's dat girl?"
Rogue cocked an eyebrow.
" Who are y' talkin' about Aspen?"
Cadmus continued to glance around.
" Aurora, she was jus' here a minute ago.."
The trio stared at each other in surprise.
" Wait what?"
" It shall be explained later."
Everyone turned around to stare at the small woman with long white hair and lavender eyes.
" Aurora? "
Aurora bowed dramatically. Rogue's jaw dropped open.
" How, when? …"
Aurora shrugged.
" That's my secret. And if I told you I would have to kill you."
Rogue shook herself out of her reverie and frowned.
Aurora's expression hardened.
" Lovely as these reunions are, we must focus on the task at hand."
Everyone nodded at the same time.
" Understood. "
Cadmus pulled a pair of keys out of his pocket.
" Let us head out."
Spike nodded. Everyone headed out of the airport. Once in the car, Cadmus began to explain their mission.
" The Master wishes for you three to observe the actions of the LeBeau and Bordreaux families."
Spike frowned.
" Why?"
Cadmus shrugged.
" He said it was on a need t' know basis an' we just didn' need t' know. "
Rogue rolled her eyes.
" Well dat's master fo' ya."
Cadmus shrugged once more.
" Eh, what can ah say, he's a secretive person."
Aurora interjected.
" We are straying."
Cadmus quickly nodded his head.
" Sorry about that there."
Rogue snorted but cut it short.
" Je suis Desole.." she mumbled.
Cadmus smirked at her.
" Anyways, Master wants you, Rogue, to observe Remy LeBeau."
" Why me?"
Cadmus pretended to scratch his chin thoughtfully.
" Umm. . . Well maybe because y' are the best undercover ops dat we have. An' maybe because y' are the best fighter dey have. Oh yeah, and maybe.."
Rogue held her hands up in mock defense.
" Ok. . . Ok. . . Ah get it.."
Spike smirked and ruffled her hair.
" Aww.."
Rogue smacked his hand away in irritation.
" Stop it Spike."
Cadmus ignored the bickering.
" You start tonight."
Hey darlings, I finished a new chapter. I know, you are so happy.
I was going to have Rogue meet up with Remy in this one but I changed my mind. Iknow, naughty I am.
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