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A.N. As of now, there are four stories on my computer, three are posted. All have chapters to be written. Gahh! Anyway, hope you like the story. Criticisms are most welcome.
Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
Remy was sitting on a bench in the park, contemplating life. Josephine Anne McBride was also sitting on the bench, also contemplating life. What brought them together were their thoughts and the shear coincidence that surrounded the night, for it was night, in New Orleans. They were as far apart as could be, by 250 years. They were as close as could be, as far as the planets were concerned. For the planets in alignment could see that both of the persons in questions were in the exact same spot (bench wise, not year wise), and had the exact same feelings. All it would take is for them to fall asleep for the magic to perform.
And what were they feeling? Josie was feeling that womanhood was not much better then slavery. She felt trapped, and couldn't run away, what with her father's 'family business', a group of close and distant family members that would keep her in line and have her do her 'duty'. 'Duty' as in marrying a complete stranger in less then 6 months coming all the way from Tennessee. Even though she loved Mississippi, she hated the fact that she lived on a huge plantation with very few people to talk to. Her only friends were some of the slaves and her mother. Her mother also was forced to marry, but said that it turned out all right. Josie felt betrayed. She longed for the days when she was younger and ran the fields and acted like a boy. She wished she could just give up her life.
Remy was thinking of how crappy his life was. Sure, he got all the ladies, but he also had to live a hard life of thievery and betrayal. How could they expect him to marry a girl just to quiet the tensions between the guilds? And he couldn't run, not with the thieves searching skills and the assassin's deadly aim. No, he was stuck, and it felt like the times had never changed. 'Stupid, fucking arranged marriages!' They told him it was his 'duty' as the thieves' prince. Right now, he wished he never was adopted to be the only son of his father, the leader of the thieves' guild. He longed for the days when he was a 'street rat', living off stolen wallets and friendly vendors and very warm beds. He wished he could just give up his life.
They left the park went to their homes in the same state, same town, same house, 250 years apart, following the same path, being led by a protector their father ordered to have around, sighing and wistfully looking at the same moon. New Orleans, Louisiana was certainly different from Caldecott, in a good way, and bad, Josie thought. New Orleans is my prison and my life, Remy thought. They went to sleep in their beds, one a spacious room one the third floor of the house, the other in the barn of the house, which was now more decoration and homey rather then farm attired and offered a night sky view. Both fell asleep. And the planets did their magic.
Remy LeBeau woke at the crack of dawn, and not because he wanted to. A pitchfork was menacingly poking him in the ribs and some man was yelling at him for trespassing.
"I ain't trespassing! I live here!"
"Yeah, and I'm George Washington. Get moving, you swamp rat, before I get the dogs to chase you out! Don't think I'm fooled by those eyes you got, you still trespassing. I'm sure the good lord would reward me for skewing such spawn!"
His obscenities got worse, and Remy took care and made like he would leave soon. It was then Remy took a quick look at his surroundings, and noticed that the normal decorations of the barn were gone. Instead, there were horses, hay, sacks of corn and wheat, and all the tools of farming. There were also many people staring at him, people dressed in strange clothing. He was smart, he knew something was wrong, and would not be a good idea to get on the wrong side of this man when he, Remy, was obviously in the wrong. 'I don't remember being drunk last night, how did I end up in the wrong place?' "Sorry, mon ami, didn't realize where I was, I thought I was somewhere else. I'll leave."
"You better leave , you good for nothing swamp rat, devil eyed spawn. You come back here, I'll shoot you. That'll teach you to steal from the McBrides'!"
Something clicked in Remy's head at that name, but couldn't register why, so he just left the lands figuring he would head home. A lot of yards later, he came upon the edge of the property and realized, with a shock, "I ain't in Kansas anymore...". He could tell that he was still in New Orleans, but in a different time. He was just that smart. He continued walking, in the direction of the park. Once there, he sat on the same bench and tried to think of what to do.
Josephine woke up in a bed, fully rested, and sighed, thinking it was going to be a beautiful day with the sun shining in the room... 'Wait, why is there sun in my view? Didn't I close the curtains surrounding my bed? What is that smell? Oh... my... god... there is a man in my bed! Father's gonna kill me! What's that on the night stand with the weird numbers? What does 5:30 mean? I gonna have a fit! This is insane!" And have a fit she did. Screaming at the top of her lungs, she woke everyone in the house, all three floors, but not the barn. She ran out of the bed and ran out the room, running down the stairs, not registering the fact that the place she was in was the same structure as the one of her father's summer house. She was stopped in the kitchen by an aging woman before she could reach the door.
"What yo problem girl? One of my nephews not treat you right? Why are you wearing a strange outfit?"
"How dare you address me that way! I am Josephine Anne McBride! I demand to be taken back to my father's house with clean clothes you lowly servant!"
Tantie Mattie, the aging woman, paled considerably. When she was but 23 years old and married Jean Luc LeBeau's brother, she was given a letter from the 1800's explaining the arrival of this very girl. The red eyes also confirmed the description from the letter, although they looked more brown in the kitchen light. She had scoffed at the whole business before, but now... time to follow those once obscure directions.
"My lady," 'I can't believe myself!' "I will give you clothes and money, but I cannot take you to your house."
By now, the whole house was in the kitchen, wanting to know what was going on. Mattie shooed them away, it took a good ten minutes to do so, and then took Josephine to her room. "This is going to sound strange, my lady, but you are going to have to trust me. You have been thrown into the future, about 200 years."
Josephine scoffed. "Release me at once! If you do not, my father will come to find me and you will not like the results, I promise you."
"Take a look around you, will you girl? Don't you see all these strange devices? Look out the window, see the wires? Honey, recognize the room you are in! Didn't you recognize the shape of this house? It's the same one you lived in your whole life, just 250 years later!"
"I... refuse to believe you! Give me clothes! Let me out!"
Mattie sighed, there was no reasoning with the girl, just as predicted. "All right, here are some clothes. I trust you know how to get to the park? You'll find all you need there."
With new clothes ( 'What are these strange clothes? They feel strong, yet are light and feel comfortable?') Josephine Anne walked to the park. At the border of the estate, she realized something was horrible wrong. 'What is this black road? Why are the sidewalks hard? Where are the horses? The big houses? Why are there many smaller houses along the road? These drunks! The police would never have let them roam so freely!' In her incredulous state, she decided to take the only advice she had since arriving at the strange place and head for the park.
Remy arrived at the park that he knew so well and was relieved to see that the park had not changed much from what he knew. It was cleaner, and held more people, but the layout was the same. He went to his favorite bench, the one facing the river right where there was a weeping willow (are there even willows in the south? never been there, if i get things wrong, i am soooo sorry). If it was night time, you could feel the sun behind you as it set and it cast a beautiful light on the things you were looking at. However, it was early morning, and Gambit was feeling too confused to admire the view. 'First, I'm gonna need to find out what time period I'm in. I also need to find a place to crash. Money shouldn't be a problem, from my grandpa tells me, people in the past were a lot more gullible and easier to steal from. Although I think this is beyond his time, oh well. I'm gonna need new clothes too, with these night clothes from my time, people here gonna think I'm a poor drunk.' Of course, Gambit was not enjoying the view, he was thinking on how to survive the past. However, who couldn't enjoy the view of the woman walking now into the park? She was dressed as a woman, though he could tell she was about his age, round 15. She was wearing a light green dress, his favorite color, and had long red hair, another favorite color of his. Her body was very pleasing to look at, and she commanded respect as she walked through the park, her servant following her. He could tell she was the richest person there at the park, he decided to work on her first, to survive. Then, to his surprise, she walked right up to him! 'Why would this rich, beautiful woman want to approach me? Well, this makes things easier.'
She came up to Gambit, and he could hardly supress a gasp, she had red eyes, same as him, only with white background, not black. "How do you have red eyes?"
"Gambit, I thought you knew. Don't you remember me? This is our bench."
"Non, don't know you. You won't believe this, but I'm from another time. However, I dearly would love to get to know you." Gambit replied, getting over his initial shock.
"Of course your from the future, don't pull the charm crap on me. I was there and I helped you with a problem. You found your meaning, you love, with my help, don't you remember?"
At this point, Gambit was sitting with his mouth open. "This is hardly becoming you Remy LeBeau. Wait, you claimed you knew me then, perhaps this is what you were referring to, maybe you were sent into the past before I was sent to the future. That would explain it..."
At which Gambit gained some of his composure, "Care to explain what you are rambling about?"
"No. It would be too confusing for you to comprehend. It's already made my mind a complete mess. But I will help you get some clothes and money. Don't you dare try to steal from me, I know it all, after all you taught it to me. Come." Josephine turned to her servant "Breath a word of this to anyone, I will personally whip you. Don't matter that you are my friend, comprehend?" "Yes, mame" And the trio walked out of the park back to the mansion, sure to avoid anybody from the house. Gambit, to stunned at the moment, and willing to believe what the red haired girl told him, was silent the whole trip, although he had a lot of questions to ask.
Josephine Anne arrived at the park, sat at her favorite park bench, and was almost the breaking point towards shock, that she decided not to think for a few minutes, but just admire the view, to calm her nerves. 'Good thing this park is still here. Shame that it is not as beautiful as back home. But the weeping willow looks more mature, more beautiful. This place can not be that bad if there is still beautiful things in it.' As she was thinking of beautiful things in this world, she saw a beautiful man enter the park, and walking towards her! No man would dare approach her at home unless properly introduced to society. But since this was a different place, and he wasn't bad to look at, even with strange clothes, she felt rather excited to meet the man. He spoke first, which was also out of line, if she had thought of it.
"Good to see you again, Josie." He said with a huge grin, a sincere one too. To say Josephine was shocked would have been an understatement. It didn't help that she was shocked to see his strange red on black eyes. However, being an educated lady of society, she stayed calm and poised on the bench, and waited a few seconds before responding, "I don't know what kind of trick you are pulling, but I have never seen the likes of you before."
"Sure you have, in the past... you don't remember. We had a long time to talk about it too. We both traveled in time. We stayed lost in time for a long time, but when we got back to our respective times, we found we were only gone for six hours, the time we were sleeping. We 'woke' up to find each other in the beginning of our trip in time. Confusing, non? You'll get it later. Actually, you have already figured it out, in the past, after you go back..."
The ramblings of the man in front of Josephine was totally lost upon her. All she wanted was to find her servants, eat breakfast, and forget everything. That wasn't going to happen.
"Anyway, ma bella, wanna go get something to eat? I promise I'll explain some more, OK?"
Josephine dully nodded and accepted his extended hand. They walked in silence towards... she didn't know what. It was a building and it looked like that it was going to be where she was getting breakfast.
A.N. If you haven't figured it out, Josephine Anne McBride is not Rouge, Jean, or any of the x-men characters. If your confused, time-wise, I'm not going to explain it until the end. Any other questions, I'll be happy to answer. As always, criticisms! Leave a comment! Later.