The Forsaken
This is my newest fanfiction; you can see the title. It's about everyone's favorite Cajun. And just to let everyone know, I DON'T LIKE ROGUE!!! She sucks!! I never pair Remy and Rogue together, because the whore abandoned him in Antarctica. I don't like her for that, so there might be some Rogue bashing. You don't like it, don't read my story. Be sure to R & R. And if your gonna flame, be nice about it please!!
Any way, this fic will have some touchy subjects in it, so please read at your own risk. Can't say I didn't warn you!!
Disclaimer: I do not own The X-Men or any other character belonging to Marvel, although I wish I did.
Takes place before Remy was added to the X-Men, a sort of how he joined fic. Enjoy!!
Onto the Story!!
Chapter One: AloneOn a cold, dark night in New Orleans, the streets are empty.
It's December and everyone is inside, celebrating the holidays with family in front of a warm fire. Everyone is happy, laughing at stories that the children tell to lift spirits.
Carolers can be heard singing Christmas Carols about 'going to grandma's house'. They are invited into the warm houses, offered hot cocoa by kind families, and they too are happy.
None of them would know the sorrows of the streets, about the unwanted and the forgotten.
Those that dare to walk down the lonely city streets would see a man, fiddling with a dack of cards in the cold.
Some people might drop some coins by him and be on their way, or some of them might smile at the poor stranger. But no one bothers to stop and talk to him, find out what put him on the streets in the first place.
Later, those same people that carelessly walked past him will forget him as they reach their destinations. And again, he's just another one of the millions that have been overlooked. Forgotten. Forsaken.
In New York City
In New York City, one of the busiest places in the world, the streets are crowded with people. They run to and fro, up and down the streets of Time Square.
It's time for the holidays again, so everyone is determined to get to his or her own destinations.
In the mall, things are worse then on the streets. The halls are packed with crazy people trying to get their last minute shopping done.
All the shops are packed with people, all trying to get gifts for people, with Christmas being only a week away.
Among all these people is a woman, shopping in Blockbuster Music store, looking through the c.d.'s. As she concentrates on the titles on covers, she pushes her long green hair behind her ears carelessly.
She was suddenly startled by a voice coming from the entrance into the store. "Hey Dominique!" Jean laughed as she saw the reaction of her friend.
Dominique looked up and waved towards Jean. "Hey Jean!" She placed the c.d. back onto the shelf and walked towards the entrance.
"Hey guys! What's going on?"
"Well the Professor just called and he needs us to head back to The Mansion. He said it was pretty important."
"Oh, all right then," she frowned sadly. "Okay then, let's go," Her forest green eyes flash brightly at her friends.
Jean and Dominique linked hands and began talking.
"So Dominique, did you buy anything interesting?"
"No, I didn't have time to buy at all, but oh well. I got to drool over cute guys. So it's all good."
"Well then, makes the whole day worth it, doesn't it?"
"Oh yeah!"
They continued laughing and talking on while the others followed silently.
Upstate New York, Xavier Institute for Gifted Youth
Seven agitated people sat in a small room, waiting for someone to start some noise.
Dominique looked around the room. No one was doing any thing that would create noise, and it made her edgy. She began fidgeting, which was noticed by Scott.
"Dominique, would you quit moving around so much! You're really starting to irratate me, you know that? You're acting like a little child," Scott snapped.
Dominique looked over slowly, cocking an eye brow. "Excuse you, Scott. It's not my fault that I have the attention span of a rodent. And at least I'm not tattling," Dominique smiled sinfully.
Scott stood up quickly, a vein popping out of his head. "God, you're such a...such a...little brat!" Scott slammed his fist against the table, startling some of the others.
"Scott, please calm down," cooed Ororo.
"No! I refuse to be disrespected by the likes of her!"
Dominique peered at Scott once more, her head shaking from side to side. She turned around quickly towards the room and discovered that Logan had withdrawn from the non-existent conversation. She smiled fondly at him as he sat there quietly, waiting for someone to start conversation with him.
"Hey Logan!" Dominique bubbled happily, for Logan was one of her best friends.
Logan looked towards her, his dark brown eyes meeting her dark green ones. Logan, who warmed up to almost no one, adored Dominique. She was his first real friend here, even though he had been here years before she arrived. She had made him become more social and so he grew to know Ororo and Jean. They had both tried to make him feel at home when he came, along with Hank and Charles. It was Dominique, however, that made him feel like he really belonged.
He protected Dominique as if she were the daughter he never had (or wanted, for that matter). He wanted the best for her and always encouraged her to excel.
"Hey Dominiue," he replied, as his eyes shifted awkwardly.
"How come you're not talking. It's almost as if you weren't even in the room!"
"And that's a bad thing," Scott mumbled.
"Now Scott, that is quite enough."
Everyone turned towards the doorway to see Professor Xavier there. His face seemed cheerful, something that no one was used to seeing. It was usually worried, stressed out, tired, or emotionless. It was a nice change for the holidays.
"Hello everyone," Charles said smiling. "Nice to see you all here. I have for you some information on a mutant I want you to recruit, so please listen carefully.
He watched as everyone leaned in, their eyes curious to what his mouth words sync next. All went dead silent as he peered around the room.
He noticed a pair of forest green eyes staring at him. They stared with such a passion, almost like they were glued to him, so full of life and hope. That what he loved about Dominique. That's what just about everyone loved about Dominique.
Charles looked into her dark green eyes again, and began coming to. He again realized that the room had gone completely silent.
He coughed, saving himself from embarrassment. "Thank you everyone," his eyes shifted. "Now, I have been getting readings for some time now, all coming from New Orleans, Louisiana. I have only recently discovered that it was coming from one man. He lives on the streets, or so it appears. I can't get any information on him because I haven't been able to find a name for him. I have but one picture of him."
Charles threw a manila folder into the middle of the table. Scott grabbed it first, pulling it towards him quickly.
As he opened the folder, he frowned. "Is this the best photo you could get, Professor?"
"Unfortunately yes. This is also the only information we have on him at this time."
Scott placed the folder back onto the table so someone else could see it. Logan picked it up and opened it. Dominique came around behind him, wanting badly to see the mysterious fellow.
Oh my God, his eyes are so creepy, she said to herself. It's like he can see into my soul from the picture!
"Why do you have a folder for just one picture?" Logan also noticing the stranger's eyes. They were glowing red unlike anything he had ever seen before in his life. They sent chills running down his spine.
Charles ignored the question and moved on. "I have done up a list of you that will go talk to him. The rest of you will stay here on Stand-by. The list is already posted the room. For all of you going, I would like to try and recruit him, if at all possible. Good luck and be safe."
Everyone rushed out of the room to see the list. It read as so:
Going:
Logan
Scott
Jean
Dominique
Staying:
Beast
Morph
Storm
Good luck to all.Jean and Dominique began jumping up and down. "Oh my god! This is so awsome! We get to go to New Orleans!"
"I know! This is so exciting!"
"I wonder if he's..."
The both of them kept talking and giggling, walking towards their rooms to get their things ready, while the others followed behind silently.
So how do you like the new and improved version?? Good, not good? Let me know what you think! Thanx!!