Ooops! I had to fix something in this chapter. When star-of-chaos asked where 'bucket head' is I realized I made Mystique head of the acolytes instead of the brotherhood so I changed Pyro and Colossus to Toad and Avalanche. (I guess I was just excited to get Pyro into the story :P) It's mostly the same, here ya go!
Rogue woke up to loud noises in the living room. She walked out to find Remy dragging all the furniture towards the walls leaving a large empty space in the middle of the room.
"What the hell do ya think ya're doin', swamp rat?" Rogue asked, more amused than upset.
"I'm gonna train you, chere."
"Ya're gonna what?!"
"Train you, jus' incase y' get attacked again. Also it jus' be useful to know."
"Ah don't need yoh trainin'. Ah can fight already. They just outnumbered me." He smirked.
"Oui but if you're trained right, unless there's a ridiculous amount of attackers, bein' outnumbered won't matter. 'sides, fightin' ain't all it is. I'll teach y' speed, agility, instincts and all."
"Yeah sure, Ah can do that." Remy thought for a moment.
"Think fast!" Quick as lightning he grabbed a small cushion and threw it at her. It hit her squarely on the face.
"Ooh, Cajun ya're sooo dead!" She lunged at him but he easily dodged her and she was soon on her back on the floor.
"Get off me!" she growled.
"No thanks I like it right here." Remy whispered. Rogue blushed.
"Okay, swamp rat, Ah'll let ya train meh."
It had been well over a month and Rogue was now accustomed to mornings of training every day. Being a quick learner, her skills improved greatly.
"So chere what weapon do you wanna use?"
"Weapon? Ah don't need one, Ah got mah skin." she added bitterly.
"Don't say dat, you'll learn control, I promise." Remy looked at her and his empathy picked up overwhelming amounts of hatred and sadness. "I jus' meant incase y' don't want another personality in your head or if y' can't get your glove off in time. I got my cards t' charge but if I can't use my powers I got my bo staff." Rogue thought for a moment.
"Nunchaks," she finally answered.
"Nunchaks?"
"Well ah saw someone use them in a movie once and ah thought they were pretty cool."
"Whatever y' want." Remy agreed. "I'll see if I c'n find y' some.
"Thanks."
"Rogue, chere wake up," Rogue sleepily stole a glance at the clock.
"Go back to sleep, Cajun," she groaned. "It's one in the morning."
"I know but there's a group of mutant causin' trouble downtown, we have t' help." Rogue woke up instantly.
"Let's go."
They arrived in minutes and studied their enemies. There were three. One was short and smelled very bad, another was much taller and seemed to be causing earth quakes, and the third was female with blue skin and red hair. She seemed to be the leader.
"Rogue, I was hoping you would show up."
"What?" Rogue looked hard at the blue mutant.
"Chere? You know dis terrorist?"
"No," Rogue said slowly.
"My name is Mystique, and I know all about you, Rogue. I'm am very interested in that unique mutation of yours. Join me and the brotherhood," She gestured to the other two, "and I promise not to hurt you or your boyfriend here."
"Dream on, bitch!" Rogue yelled at her angrily. Mystiques eyes narrowed.
"Fine." She and Rogue engaged in combat while Gambit started fighting the other two.
Curse that Cajun! Mystique thought angrily is Rogue successfully dodged every one of her assassin skilled moves. He trained her too well, though ones she's on my side this will make things so much better.
"Why haven't you absorbed me yet Rogue?" Mystique asked as she finally landed a blow in Rogue's stomach, catching her off guard. She then spun a kick to put Rogue on the ground. It would be so much easier for you if you just ended it now wouldn't it?" Mystique Rogue on the ground with her heavy white boot positioned on her neck. "Surrender to me now and I won't hurt you anymore."
"Never." Rogue hissed. Then she swung her legs up and knocked Mystique down. Then getting up heavily she whipped out her nunchaks and knocked Mystique unconscious.
"C'mon Remy, let's go."
Without a word he followed.
The next morning Mystique woke up in a bed at the Acolyte's base and rubbed her bruised forehead.
Fine, if she won't join me like this, I'll get to her another way. She then transformed into Raven Darkholme and walked off.
I had this written sooner, I really did, but Microsoft on my computer crashed and I lost it. Grrrr smashes computer
I can't really do fighting scenes but I'm trying! Hope you like it.
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And thanks to Star-of-Chaos, Southern Gal 8, enchantedlight, RoguesHeart, Rogue Warrior Spirit, Ishandahalf, spectra2
it helps a lot to know people are reading my story!!
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Rogue woke up to loud noises in the living room. She walked out to find Remy dragging all the furniture towards the walls leaving a large empty space in the middle of the room.
"What the hell do ya think ya're doin', swamp rat?" Rogue asked, more amused than upset.
"I'm gonna train you, chere."
"Ya're gonna what?!"
"Train you, jus' incase y' get attacked again. Also it jus' be useful to know."
"Ah don't need yoh trainin'. Ah can fight already. They just outnumbered me." He smirked.
"Oui but if you're trained right, unless there's a ridiculous amount of attackers, bein' outnumbered won't matter. 'sides, fightin' ain't all it is. I'll teach y' speed, agility, instincts and all."
"Yeah sure, Ah can do that." Remy thought for a moment.
"Think fast!" Quick as lightning he grabbed a small cushion and threw it at her. It hit her squarely on the face.
"Ooh, Cajun ya're sooo dead!" She lunged at him but he easily dodged her and she was soon on her back on the floor.
"Get off me!" she growled.
"No thanks I like it right here." Remy whispered. Rogue blushed.
"Okay, swamp rat, Ah'll let ya train meh."
It had been well over a month and Rogue was now accustomed to mornings of training every day. Being a quick learner, her skills improved greatly.
"So chere what weapon do you wanna use?"
"Weapon? Ah don't need one, Ah got mah skin." she added bitterly.
"Don't say dat, you'll learn control, I promise." Remy looked at her and his empathy picked up overwhelming amounts of hatred and sadness. "I jus' meant incase y' don't want another personality in your head or if y' can't get your glove off in time. I got my cards t' charge but if I can't use my powers I got my bo staff." Rogue thought for a moment.
"Nunchaks," she finally answered.
"Nunchaks?"
"Well ah saw someone use them in a movie once and ah thought they were pretty cool."
"Whatever y' want." Remy agreed. "I'll see if I c'n find y' some.
"Thanks."
"Rogue, chere wake up," Rogue sleepily stole a glance at the clock.
"Go back to sleep, Cajun," she groaned. "It's one in the morning."
"I know but there's a group of mutant causin' trouble downtown, we have t' help." Rogue woke up instantly.
"Let's go."
They arrived in minutes and studied their enemies. There were three. One was short and smelled very bad, another was much taller and seemed to be causing earth quakes, and the third was female with blue skin and red hair. She seemed to be the leader.
"Rogue, I was hoping you would show up."
"What?" Rogue looked hard at the blue mutant.
"Chere? You know dis terrorist?"
"No," Rogue said slowly.
"My name is Mystique, and I know all about you, Rogue. I'm am very interested in that unique mutation of yours. Join me and the brotherhood," She gestured to the other two, "and I promise not to hurt you or your boyfriend here."
"Dream on, bitch!" Rogue yelled at her angrily. Mystiques eyes narrowed.
"Fine." She and Rogue engaged in combat while Gambit started fighting the other two.
Curse that Cajun! Mystique thought angrily is Rogue successfully dodged every one of her assassin skilled moves. He trained her too well, though ones she's on my side this will make things so much better.
"Why haven't you absorbed me yet Rogue?" Mystique asked as she finally landed a blow in Rogue's stomach, catching her off guard. She then spun a kick to put Rogue on the ground. It would be so much easier for you if you just ended it now wouldn't it?" Mystique Rogue on the ground with her heavy white boot positioned on her neck. "Surrender to me now and I won't hurt you anymore."
"Never." Rogue hissed. Then she swung her legs up and knocked Mystique down. Then getting up heavily she whipped out her nunchaks and knocked Mystique unconscious.
"C'mon Remy, let's go."
Without a word he followed.
The next morning Mystique woke up in a bed at the Acolyte's base and rubbed her bruised forehead.
Fine, if she won't join me like this, I'll get to her another way. She then transformed into Raven Darkholme and walked off.
I had this written sooner, I really did, but Microsoft on my computer crashed and I lost it. Grrrr smashes computer
I can't really do fighting scenes but I'm trying! Hope you like it.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!
And thanks to Star-of-Chaos, Southern Gal 8, enchantedlight, RoguesHeart, Rogue Warrior Spirit, Ishandahalf, spectra2
it helps a lot to know people are reading my story!!
See you soon!
See you soon!