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and read this chapter.
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Drifters
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Chapter 19: The Right Thing
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Remy stood outside breathing in the night air holding a cigar close to his mouth in his right hand. He had run out of cigarettes and managed to find a room full of cigars in the house. It was much bigger then it appeared to be on the outside. On the outside it looked like a small quaint little cottage but inside it was a mansion.
He sat alone on the front porch just thinking. Taking it all in. How was he going to pull this all off was his main concern. Wanda was the only one that knew the location of the antidote and that was it. No one else had a clue as to where it was; she must have stolen it from a government lab or something. And she wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon. And Toad man he was in trouble if he couldn't get that antidote. It wasn't like he could just drain the information out of Wanda.Remy stopped to think. Or could he? Remy began to think about it but he did have one problem.
Remy sighed and looked to his watch. It was practically midnight. Rogue had woken up around noon and she couldn't remember anything apparently she had a physic that was pretty strong in her head and was kind of filling her in on who she was. The question was how much did it know? He had to explain to Mr. McCoy more about Rogue's powers; some he made up a bit, but in all honesty he wasn't to sure. The source of their information left not to long after they were filled in on whom they needed. His old pal Max Cooper. The boy had kind of sold out his old friends you might say.
Remy heard the front door open and was torn from his thoughts. It was Mr. McCoy. Remy exhaled and took another long drag of his cigar. It wasn't that good. He was a cigarette man he never much cared for cigars. First chance he got he was going to buy himself a pack.
" Thank you Mr. Lebeau." Mr. McCoy said interrupting his thoughts again. He turned to look at him and gave him a funny look.
" Fo' what?" Remy asked standing up.
" For smoking that outside and getting rid of them. I used to have a friend that just loved cigars well he was actually my fathers friend I only met him a few times when I was boy. They were old war buddies and he used to live here until one day he just disappeared. This place had been abandoned for at least 20-25 years when I moved in here. I needed a place to seek refuge and remembered about this place. So I have lived happily here for years now and." Mr. McCoy stopped and looked at him from where Remy sat on the porch just leaning against the railing. " I'm sorry I must be boring you." Mr. McCoy suggested.
" Not at all. Sounds interestin'." Remy answered as he took another drag from the cigar. " Remy does have one question though." He told him, sticking one finger up as he looked at the blue man.
" Yes?" Mr. McCoy asked. It seemed like the man was looking for someone to talk to.
" How's de fille doin'?" Remy asked finally putting the half gone cigar out. The beast let out a heavy sigh.
" She still can't remember much. That physic you explained about to me had told her a lot, but she says that she doesn't know much more then her. If the antidote works like it's supposed to then the bulk of her memories should return in a day or two. I injected something that will help her sleep better and she shouldn't awake until late tomorrow. It'll be good for her to sleep it off." Mr. McCoy explained. Remy nodded. A day or two he thought.
" An' will she get her powers back den to?" He asked. Beast pondered that for a moment that answered.
" I suppose she should. Yes in a day or two if not sooner." Mr. McCoy answered and Remy nodded his head. Good he thought. If this was going to work he needed Rogue to at least have her powers.
" An' the others?" He figured it would be polite to ask.
" Todd seems to be slowly getting worse and Wanda still shows no signs of awakening any time soon. I'm very worried." Mr. McCoy said putting his hands in his head. Remy felt sorry for him. " Now I have a question for you." Hank told him lifting his head up to meet Remy's gaze.
" Shoot." Remy told him checking his pockets again to see if he'd get lucky and a cigarette would magically appear.
" How is it that you know Wanda?" Mr. McCoy asked and Remy wasn't really to sure on how to answer that question.
" Well um..She be Remy's ex-girlfriend." Remy lied through his teeth hoping that Mr. McCoy would believe him, but he didn't he wouldn't believe it either. Wanda was a feisty one.
" She would never let someone like you close to her." Hank answered and Remy nodded, knowing his lie was a long shot to begin with. " The truth." Hank ordered.
" Remy works for de p'tite pere." Remy answered. There, that wasn't so hard.
" Why? From what I've heard that man is evil and will stop at nothing and spare no expense to get what he wants." The beast told him with a hateful tone in his voice.
" Remy is preventing what happened to him to happen to other mutants." He told him then he pushed away from the railing a smiled at Hank. " Remy is doin' what he thinks is right." He told him as he walked over to the door and was about to open it when Mr. McCoy spoke up.
" Sometimes what we think is the right thing isn't always the right thing Mr. Lebeau." Hank advised him wisely and Remy nodded.
" Dis be true but the right t'ing depends on what point o' view y' lookin' from. Night Henri." Remy called to him as he walked inside the house leaving Mr. McCoy behind.
Remy sighed and decided to make a detour on his way to his room. He walked down the long halls and figured the next time he saw Mr. McCoy he would ask him why this house looked from the outside so small and on the inside it was huge. Remy took the time to admire the artwork on the walls, they seemed authentic. It wasn't the same style all around it was different. Landscapes, portraits, still life, and some abstract work as well. Yet it worked.
Despite himself Remy felt his fingers itching to take something. Everything in this place was very expensive, but that wasn't the right word. It was exotic it was..breath taking Remy thought as he walked up to a portrait of him. It wasn't exactly him but the man had his eyes and build and hair and okay it pretty much was him. The background was a hellish place and he figured that it was just someone's painting of what they thought the devil looked like. The painting was gorgeous and it made him think. About a number of things really. Was he the devil? Being the main one. He had the right eyes and he had the touch of death pretty much. And these thoughts hurt him deeper then he liked to admit.
Remy decided to forget about the painting and carried on his way to the Med Lab. When he finally reach the doors he just decided to stand outside and watch her sleep. He smiled. Get well soon p'tite cause we need your gift, Remy thought as he watched her and then felt a little guilty for what he had to do. He had to do it though. It was the only way. Then Remy began to think if he was doing the right thing or not. Then his words came back to him. The right thing depends on what point of view your looking from. He was right. This was the right thing in the long run; it was the only thing that would work.
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" I demand that we order a fricken pizza mates." John demanded as he trudged along behind them. He was really starting to get on Piotr's nerves. Normally he could stand him but after spending the whole day with the loud mouth it was really getting old. First he decided to start singing "It's a small world after all" for God knows why and the boy couldn't even carry a tune to make matters worse, they finally threatened to leave him behind if he didn't stop singing. Then he decided to play zoo. The boy created a bunch of little fire animals and had them run all around them then one got to close and burned a part of Creed's hair and that was the last straw for Sabertooth. The kitty-kat lunged at John and it took Piotr shifting into his metal form to save John. But now that he thought about it he should have let Creed have his way with him. Cause for the last hour and a half John had been complaining about being hungry. Make it stop, Piotr yelled in his head.
" Hello is anyone even listening to me any more?" John asked and Piotr just wanted to bolt his mouth shut.
" No. We stopped listening to you an hour ago." Piotr answered him.
" Fine just ignore me then. I'll just ignore you when you two need me to save your butts in a fight. You'll end up crying out ' Help me, John, help me' and 'save me, John, please.' And you know what? I'll just stand back and watch you guys get the crap beat out of you and I'll be laughing so hard that."
" John shut up." Creed yelled and John stopped his ranting for the time. Piotr felt sorry for Creed; he had sensitive hearing so he had to listen to John two-three times as loud. Better him then me, Piotr thought as he tried to think of something other then John and his annoying voice. The boy was handy in a fight, he had to admit, but out of a fight the boy was down right annoying. Just send John to our enemy's side and we were sure to beat them, Piotr thought.
" You know what. I should have just left with Cooper when he quit. At least he had some sense there. It's just cramping my style to be seen here with you two." Piotr's ears perked up a the sound of Cooper's name. They all knew him well and missed him. Though none of them would ever admit that they did. It was a guy thing. " Seriously, both of you have the same gloomy face. Are you two related by chance, cause you both have a short temper most of the time. And you both seem to enjoy raging on me so I was just wondering if you were like distant cousins or something, maybe a couple times removed." John kept on yapping on and on.
Piotr looked over to Creed and saw that he had a tight death grip on the tracking devise. They had been following Remy's trial and he had left the city and had most likely seeked refuge out here cause he hadn't moved in two days. By tomorrow they would most likely find him.
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Authors Note: Alright I'm done and a special thanks to the lovely Ravyn Nyte for beta reading this chapter for me. I wouldn't have gotten it out this soon without her help.
This chapter was my second try for chapter 19. I tried to write what it would be for Rogue and wrote a really crappy chapter that followed right after chapter 18 but it just basically sucked and I like this chapter better. I'm setting it up for some more action and I have a way to get Remy and Rogue away from it all so I can bring on the Romyness which most of you have been dieing for since the first chapter. Next chapter even if it has to be a long ass one it will have some Romyness in it. I swear.
Okay now for your reviews. Again sorry if I missed anyone and again thank you Ravyn Nyte for proof reading this for me.
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Draco MalfoyGirl 16 - Hey here is your new chapter. And if you fill me in a little about what's in Lafayette then MAYBE. If I'm feeling up to it. Hope you liked this chapter.
Rogue Warrior Spirit - Thank you for the emails. And I'm glad that you like the way I am portraying Jean in this fic. Sorry it took me so long to update. Sorry for the lack of Romyness but it will be here no matter what next chapter.
Panther Nesmith - Hey yeah the whole third person just kind of came to me. And when I was writing the third chapter when he was a kid I was being all debative on whether or not to have him talk in the third person. Should have gone with my gut and had him talk in the first person to begin with rather then change it. Oh well. But I am glad you liked the chapter and I hope you liked this one as much as the last.
Yumiko - Hey I'm sorry that your confused I hate it when readers are confused. Let me know what confused you and I'll try to explain it better. Hope you liked the chapter.
Ishandahalf - Next chapter the Romyness will be here, no matter what. So no worries. Hope ya liked the chapter.
Girl number 1 - Well in answer to your question do I think that Max and Rogue should get together? Well in this fic yes it is an insane question cause I have this fic pretty much mapped out so far but I keep detouring. But in general it could work. Like when authors make Scrogues and Rietros work out. It all depends on how the author portrays them that makes it work. Does that answer your question?
AngieX - Yeah you're right. I need more character interaction before I fill you guys in on any more of there past. Though I might have a bit of past info on Embers. But just a little. I'm working on making the characters interact more that's something I need to work on. And don't worry about Embers I'll maybe just give him a black eye or something.
Ravyn Nyte - Thank you for beta reading this. I'll email with the next chapter next week. Again thank you!
Eixid - Hey glad you liked the new chapter and I'm glad you asked me to help you write the end it was fun.
Cool-Chick-Rae - Hey glad you liked the chapter. Here's the new update and I can't wait to read the end of Childhood Memories so come on girl step on it.
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Oh yeah last thing here. I'm out of town here from late Thursday till Tuesday so no updates till later next week on any thing. If I'm lucky I'll write the next chapter up on the 7 hour drive to my cousins house and have my sister type it. The girl can type a mile a minute, so I'll try to hall ass and try to finish the next chapter too either "Can't Stop Loving You" or " Someone So Beautiful is Freighting." If you want to vote and tell me which one to work on go ahead and I'll work on that one even harder on it.
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Take Care, Rogue Star
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Drifters
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Chapter 19: The Right Thing
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Remy stood outside breathing in the night air holding a cigar close to his mouth in his right hand. He had run out of cigarettes and managed to find a room full of cigars in the house. It was much bigger then it appeared to be on the outside. On the outside it looked like a small quaint little cottage but inside it was a mansion.
He sat alone on the front porch just thinking. Taking it all in. How was he going to pull this all off was his main concern. Wanda was the only one that knew the location of the antidote and that was it. No one else had a clue as to where it was; she must have stolen it from a government lab or something. And she wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon. And Toad man he was in trouble if he couldn't get that antidote. It wasn't like he could just drain the information out of Wanda.Remy stopped to think. Or could he? Remy began to think about it but he did have one problem.
Remy sighed and looked to his watch. It was practically midnight. Rogue had woken up around noon and she couldn't remember anything apparently she had a physic that was pretty strong in her head and was kind of filling her in on who she was. The question was how much did it know? He had to explain to Mr. McCoy more about Rogue's powers; some he made up a bit, but in all honesty he wasn't to sure. The source of their information left not to long after they were filled in on whom they needed. His old pal Max Cooper. The boy had kind of sold out his old friends you might say.
Remy heard the front door open and was torn from his thoughts. It was Mr. McCoy. Remy exhaled and took another long drag of his cigar. It wasn't that good. He was a cigarette man he never much cared for cigars. First chance he got he was going to buy himself a pack.
" Thank you Mr. Lebeau." Mr. McCoy said interrupting his thoughts again. He turned to look at him and gave him a funny look.
" Fo' what?" Remy asked standing up.
" For smoking that outside and getting rid of them. I used to have a friend that just loved cigars well he was actually my fathers friend I only met him a few times when I was boy. They were old war buddies and he used to live here until one day he just disappeared. This place had been abandoned for at least 20-25 years when I moved in here. I needed a place to seek refuge and remembered about this place. So I have lived happily here for years now and." Mr. McCoy stopped and looked at him from where Remy sat on the porch just leaning against the railing. " I'm sorry I must be boring you." Mr. McCoy suggested.
" Not at all. Sounds interestin'." Remy answered as he took another drag from the cigar. " Remy does have one question though." He told him, sticking one finger up as he looked at the blue man.
" Yes?" Mr. McCoy asked. It seemed like the man was looking for someone to talk to.
" How's de fille doin'?" Remy asked finally putting the half gone cigar out. The beast let out a heavy sigh.
" She still can't remember much. That physic you explained about to me had told her a lot, but she says that she doesn't know much more then her. If the antidote works like it's supposed to then the bulk of her memories should return in a day or two. I injected something that will help her sleep better and she shouldn't awake until late tomorrow. It'll be good for her to sleep it off." Mr. McCoy explained. Remy nodded. A day or two he thought.
" An' will she get her powers back den to?" He asked. Beast pondered that for a moment that answered.
" I suppose she should. Yes in a day or two if not sooner." Mr. McCoy answered and Remy nodded his head. Good he thought. If this was going to work he needed Rogue to at least have her powers.
" An' the others?" He figured it would be polite to ask.
" Todd seems to be slowly getting worse and Wanda still shows no signs of awakening any time soon. I'm very worried." Mr. McCoy said putting his hands in his head. Remy felt sorry for him. " Now I have a question for you." Hank told him lifting his head up to meet Remy's gaze.
" Shoot." Remy told him checking his pockets again to see if he'd get lucky and a cigarette would magically appear.
" How is it that you know Wanda?" Mr. McCoy asked and Remy wasn't really to sure on how to answer that question.
" Well um..She be Remy's ex-girlfriend." Remy lied through his teeth hoping that Mr. McCoy would believe him, but he didn't he wouldn't believe it either. Wanda was a feisty one.
" She would never let someone like you close to her." Hank answered and Remy nodded, knowing his lie was a long shot to begin with. " The truth." Hank ordered.
" Remy works for de p'tite pere." Remy answered. There, that wasn't so hard.
" Why? From what I've heard that man is evil and will stop at nothing and spare no expense to get what he wants." The beast told him with a hateful tone in his voice.
" Remy is preventing what happened to him to happen to other mutants." He told him then he pushed away from the railing a smiled at Hank. " Remy is doin' what he thinks is right." He told him as he walked over to the door and was about to open it when Mr. McCoy spoke up.
" Sometimes what we think is the right thing isn't always the right thing Mr. Lebeau." Hank advised him wisely and Remy nodded.
" Dis be true but the right t'ing depends on what point o' view y' lookin' from. Night Henri." Remy called to him as he walked inside the house leaving Mr. McCoy behind.
Remy sighed and decided to make a detour on his way to his room. He walked down the long halls and figured the next time he saw Mr. McCoy he would ask him why this house looked from the outside so small and on the inside it was huge. Remy took the time to admire the artwork on the walls, they seemed authentic. It wasn't the same style all around it was different. Landscapes, portraits, still life, and some abstract work as well. Yet it worked.
Despite himself Remy felt his fingers itching to take something. Everything in this place was very expensive, but that wasn't the right word. It was exotic it was..breath taking Remy thought as he walked up to a portrait of him. It wasn't exactly him but the man had his eyes and build and hair and okay it pretty much was him. The background was a hellish place and he figured that it was just someone's painting of what they thought the devil looked like. The painting was gorgeous and it made him think. About a number of things really. Was he the devil? Being the main one. He had the right eyes and he had the touch of death pretty much. And these thoughts hurt him deeper then he liked to admit.
Remy decided to forget about the painting and carried on his way to the Med Lab. When he finally reach the doors he just decided to stand outside and watch her sleep. He smiled. Get well soon p'tite cause we need your gift, Remy thought as he watched her and then felt a little guilty for what he had to do. He had to do it though. It was the only way. Then Remy began to think if he was doing the right thing or not. Then his words came back to him. The right thing depends on what point of view your looking from. He was right. This was the right thing in the long run; it was the only thing that would work.
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" I demand that we order a fricken pizza mates." John demanded as he trudged along behind them. He was really starting to get on Piotr's nerves. Normally he could stand him but after spending the whole day with the loud mouth it was really getting old. First he decided to start singing "It's a small world after all" for God knows why and the boy couldn't even carry a tune to make matters worse, they finally threatened to leave him behind if he didn't stop singing. Then he decided to play zoo. The boy created a bunch of little fire animals and had them run all around them then one got to close and burned a part of Creed's hair and that was the last straw for Sabertooth. The kitty-kat lunged at John and it took Piotr shifting into his metal form to save John. But now that he thought about it he should have let Creed have his way with him. Cause for the last hour and a half John had been complaining about being hungry. Make it stop, Piotr yelled in his head.
" Hello is anyone even listening to me any more?" John asked and Piotr just wanted to bolt his mouth shut.
" No. We stopped listening to you an hour ago." Piotr answered him.
" Fine just ignore me then. I'll just ignore you when you two need me to save your butts in a fight. You'll end up crying out ' Help me, John, help me' and 'save me, John, please.' And you know what? I'll just stand back and watch you guys get the crap beat out of you and I'll be laughing so hard that."
" John shut up." Creed yelled and John stopped his ranting for the time. Piotr felt sorry for Creed; he had sensitive hearing so he had to listen to John two-three times as loud. Better him then me, Piotr thought as he tried to think of something other then John and his annoying voice. The boy was handy in a fight, he had to admit, but out of a fight the boy was down right annoying. Just send John to our enemy's side and we were sure to beat them, Piotr thought.
" You know what. I should have just left with Cooper when he quit. At least he had some sense there. It's just cramping my style to be seen here with you two." Piotr's ears perked up a the sound of Cooper's name. They all knew him well and missed him. Though none of them would ever admit that they did. It was a guy thing. " Seriously, both of you have the same gloomy face. Are you two related by chance, cause you both have a short temper most of the time. And you both seem to enjoy raging on me so I was just wondering if you were like distant cousins or something, maybe a couple times removed." John kept on yapping on and on.
Piotr looked over to Creed and saw that he had a tight death grip on the tracking devise. They had been following Remy's trial and he had left the city and had most likely seeked refuge out here cause he hadn't moved in two days. By tomorrow they would most likely find him.
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Authors Note: Alright I'm done and a special thanks to the lovely Ravyn Nyte for beta reading this chapter for me. I wouldn't have gotten it out this soon without her help.
This chapter was my second try for chapter 19. I tried to write what it would be for Rogue and wrote a really crappy chapter that followed right after chapter 18 but it just basically sucked and I like this chapter better. I'm setting it up for some more action and I have a way to get Remy and Rogue away from it all so I can bring on the Romyness which most of you have been dieing for since the first chapter. Next chapter even if it has to be a long ass one it will have some Romyness in it. I swear.
Okay now for your reviews. Again sorry if I missed anyone and again thank you Ravyn Nyte for proof reading this for me.
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Draco MalfoyGirl 16 - Hey here is your new chapter. And if you fill me in a little about what's in Lafayette then MAYBE. If I'm feeling up to it. Hope you liked this chapter.
Rogue Warrior Spirit - Thank you for the emails. And I'm glad that you like the way I am portraying Jean in this fic. Sorry it took me so long to update. Sorry for the lack of Romyness but it will be here no matter what next chapter.
Panther Nesmith - Hey yeah the whole third person just kind of came to me. And when I was writing the third chapter when he was a kid I was being all debative on whether or not to have him talk in the third person. Should have gone with my gut and had him talk in the first person to begin with rather then change it. Oh well. But I am glad you liked the chapter and I hope you liked this one as much as the last.
Yumiko - Hey I'm sorry that your confused I hate it when readers are confused. Let me know what confused you and I'll try to explain it better. Hope you liked the chapter.
Ishandahalf - Next chapter the Romyness will be here, no matter what. So no worries. Hope ya liked the chapter.
Girl number 1 - Well in answer to your question do I think that Max and Rogue should get together? Well in this fic yes it is an insane question cause I have this fic pretty much mapped out so far but I keep detouring. But in general it could work. Like when authors make Scrogues and Rietros work out. It all depends on how the author portrays them that makes it work. Does that answer your question?
AngieX - Yeah you're right. I need more character interaction before I fill you guys in on any more of there past. Though I might have a bit of past info on Embers. But just a little. I'm working on making the characters interact more that's something I need to work on. And don't worry about Embers I'll maybe just give him a black eye or something.
Ravyn Nyte - Thank you for beta reading this. I'll email with the next chapter next week. Again thank you!
Eixid - Hey glad you liked the new chapter and I'm glad you asked me to help you write the end it was fun.
Cool-Chick-Rae - Hey glad you liked the chapter. Here's the new update and I can't wait to read the end of Childhood Memories so come on girl step on it.
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Oh yeah last thing here. I'm out of town here from late Thursday till Tuesday so no updates till later next week on any thing. If I'm lucky I'll write the next chapter up on the 7 hour drive to my cousins house and have my sister type it. The girl can type a mile a minute, so I'll try to hall ass and try to finish the next chapter too either "Can't Stop Loving You" or " Someone So Beautiful is Freighting." If you want to vote and tell me which one to work on go ahead and I'll work on that one even harder on it.
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Take Care, Rogue Star