Rock Me
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men: Evolution at all in any way, shape, or form.
AN: This is my first Rogue fic so constructive criticism is allowed, but no people being plain rude.
Thanks to: Everyone who's reviewed so far. I hope you all like the next chapter.
Vote for Rogue's BF(boyfriend): Polls closed! The winner is ADAM
Remy: 39Blake: 24 Adam: 55
Chapter 13
Rogue awoke with a jolt. She groaned as she rolled over towards her alarm clock to check the time. It was 3:30 in the morning. She yawned and rolled out of bed to get a glass of water. As she moved past the window she heard something hit the glass. She turned sharply just in time to see another small object hit her window. She slowly crept towards the window and looked down to see Remy grinning madly up at her with a handful of pebbles (don't ask me where he got them, it just fits in the story).
"What in tha-" Rogue broke off with a disgusted look. Why, for god's sake, didn't the enemy sleep in? She sighed and opened her window. "What do ya want?" she hissed down at him. The last thing she wanted was to wake the guys, who'd more than likely find a way to barbecue Remy before they even fired up the grill.
"Aw, chere," he said happily. "It's good tuh heah ya voice. It be lihke bells in old Remy's head." Rogue snorted.
"Ya know that's a sign o' delusion or loss o' hearing."
"Naw, chere, it's cause de Remy real glad tuh see ya." Rogue looked disbelievingly down at the intruder.
"How did ya find meh?"
"It's not important, chere."
"Fur tha last time, swampy, mah name is Rogue!"
"Rogue, then," Remy said not in the least abashed. "Rogue, Ah came tuh ask ya tuh join meh. Join tha Acolytes." Rogue choked.
"Are ya kiddin meh? Ah've been waitin' fur you tuh come an' git meh from heah," she said sarcastically batting her eyelashes in a ridiculous manner. She then snorted again. "Are yeh happy now? Ah'm not joinin' yur band o' misguided mutants."
"Come, Rogue. Do it fur us. Do it fur poor old Remy."
"Tha only thing Ah'd do fur 'poor old Remy' is give him one hell of a headache." She pulled her hand up to the window and waved her bare fingers at him to drive her point home. "So why don't ya go on back tuh tha rat hole yah came from an' leave meh alone?" Remy shrugged sadly.
"Sorry, chere," he whispered. "Ah can't do dat." Rogue's eyes widened as she noticed a strange humming sound. She bent to look under her window and noticed too late that Remy had stuck a charged card under it. She moved away just as it exploded.
"Adam! Blake! David!" she shouted as debris and smoke came at her. Before she knew it, Remy had somehow found a way into her room. He walked towards her quickly.
"Sorry about dis, chere. Magneto's orders." He pulled out an inhaler and forced it into Rogue's mouth. He pushed it so that the gas would come out, leaving Rogue no choice but to inhale it. She immediately passed out. Gambit carefully picked her up and threw her over his shoulder before jumping stealthily out of the hole where her window used to be.
"Rogue!" Adam shouted when he awoke. He'd heard an explosion in his dream and it woke him.
"Adam! Blake! David!" Adam looked up sharply.
"Rogue!" he whispered before jumping out of bed. He ran out of his room, down the hall and met up with his brothers as they ran up the steps that led to Rogue's bedroom. Adam pushed against her door to find it locked. He lost his patience and blew it off the hinges. His brothers looked at him with frightened faces. They'd never seen Adam behave that way.
"Rogue!" Adam ran into her dusty room to find it empty. He and his brothers ran over to the newly formed hole in her wall and saw nothing down either street. "Rogue!" Adam called again, this time more desperately. He felt hands on his bare shoulders. One from Adam and one from Blake.
"She's gone," David said softly. Adam jerked away.
"Then let's find her." He turned and left the room. David turned to Blake and sighed.
"You do know that this is war, right?" Blake grinned like a maniac.
"They stole Rogue," he said by way of explanation.
"We've got to call the professor."
"I'd rather we do it alone so there won't be any witnesses," Blake said honestly. David grinned.
"That's my boy."
