I am redoing this story so it's better. Sorry, but trust me, this will soon be full of Romy.
Summary- What is life without love? Is danger really the solution? If love is the answer, can you repeat the question? If love is meant to be Spring, then why am I cold? Can you love with no touch? Can Remy find out? Pure Romy.
NOTE- THIS IS MY OWN VERSION OF ROGUE AND REMY, I DO NOT OWN ROGUE, REMY OR ANY CHARACTERS WHICH I USE WHICH WERE CREATED BY MARVEL.
Also I want to say thank you to the people who reviewed.
Also to PhantomsRogue, I've actually forgot lol. It's something like you are my home and where I belong and without you I cannot live as you are my air, my water and everything I need to live. I love you forever my one and only love.
Demon eyes VS emeralds
Chapter Six Essence Part Four Celestial intervention
"Hey boys, look, we got a live one…and a dead one." said a man as he walked over to Rogue and Remy. Remy was still asleep and Rogue was beyond consciousness. The man was wearing a black uniform with an A on it. Two men walked beside him and looked down at the two.
"What should we do with them?" one of the men asked.
"Take 'em to the base with the others we found."
"But there X Men, these two are…"
"X Men?" finished off the other guy. "They have X Men uniforms."
"Well then, looks like we found the rest of them." said the guy that found them. One of the men went to the floor and checked Rogue's pulse with his gloved hand.
"She's dying."
"Well then lets see what the problem is and then we can play with her for a bit." said one of the men smiling.
"No Ben, she needs medical attention." said the guy who checked her pulse.
"Don't tell me you like mutties Donny?" Donny sighed and got up. "Take them to the van!"……………………
Jubilee had told the rest of the X Men about Rogue and Logan after she recovered from being paralyzed. The X Men searched for them on the computers and finally found the place. It was near the dock on the north shore.
Of course the X Men and Remy drove off to their rescue, but it didn't happen so easily. Remy finally found where they were holding Logan and Rogue.
"Swamp rat?" Rogue asked.
"Rogue!" shouted Remy as he kicked down the door and went to Rogue's side. She was chained up with a collar round her neck, the same with Logan.
"These collars are t' prevent us from using our powers, god knows where Starlight got 'em." said Rogue.
"Hold on, I need t' charge dis." Remy charged the collar and it exploded. He did the same to Logan's. Rogue busted out of her chains and fell into Remy's arms.
"Thank you Remy." said Rogue smiling.
"Any time." he said smiling back.
"If you two loved birds don't mind, I rather get out of here." said Logan. Rogue rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. "Where's Starlight?"
"Well in four words, ass kicked by X-Men." said Remy. Rogue smiled and turned to Logan.
"Lets get out o' 'ere."
Xavier Mansion
"I know most of you have school, but I want you here dead on 4 'o clock." said Logan.
"Why 4, we finish school at 3?" asked Jubilee.
"Because ah talked t' 'im 'bout homework." Rogue said prompting for Jubilee not to blow some spare time.
"Ohhh." said Jubilee getiing the point.
"Anyway have a good day." said Logan to Rogue, Jubilee, Bobby and Sam.
Bayville High
"And that goes for all of you…this mutant thing or whatever it is will drain you, so once school has finished, you go straight home."
Rogue sighed as she listened to her teacher talk and talk and talk. It got quite boring in the end. Rogue's only chance of survival in her English class was her book 'Ghosts Of The Past'. Sure she wasn't that much of a Goth, but she did like a lot of the gothic things. Reading dark gothic books where her kind of thing, not the kind of books with you're prince charming or you're happy ending. Even if she did it would probably make her mad, especially when they kiss at the end, it's always true loves first kiss, and it made her puke…but deep inside, she anted that more than anything. Rogue always used to love this class because none of her X men buddies at the mansion were there to bother her, but for once she actually missed them and missed the noises they made.
All she had now were Jubilee, Bobby, Sam, Jean and Logan…maybe Remy too.
Jubilee was exactly like the pom pom girls Rogue hated, but she also was totally different. Exact because she went on about boys as if they were a gift from God and she always talked their language, yet different because she was unique in her personality, she would fight for what she believed in and wasn;t scared to be who she was. Jubilee never cared about being a mutant, she loved it, having powers and pretending to be a superhero…but deep inside she wished she was normal. Rogue actually thought Jubilee had a thing for Logan, she wasn't sure now. She new Jubilee and Logan had something, it wasn't like Rogue and Logan's relationship, it was more of a liking.
Bobby, he was crazy, but one of Rogue's true friends. He was 16 and quite good looking for his age. She had once had a thing for him and the same with him. They both told each other this and they kissed a few times using Bobby's powers to protect himself. But in the end they decided that enough was enough and that they belonged as friends. Bobby had always been the 'dude' type, he didn't take things seriously enough, and people never took him seriously enough. But underneath all that 'dude', he was just a boy who was trying to get through life in a breeze.
Sam was like Rogue in some ways. They were both Southern, both had great power, but Sam was more angry, more alone in some respects. He had always had something with Rogue which was indescribable. Rogue thought Sam was cute and they had always been attracted to each other, but they never did anything about it. Sam was a decent guy, but he too much anger in him.
Jean Grey was sweet and Rogue liked her a lot, she knew though that that kindness would be too good to be true. Jean underneath was a tuff girl and wouldn't break down easily, except if it came to Scott. Eversince the Spirit got Scott, all she had ever done is cry or ignore everyone. That's when Rogue would think she was weak, or maybe Rogue was just saying that because she was jealous, or she didn't understand as she had never fell in love.
"Rogue?" said the teacher. Rogue snapped out of her dream like state.
"Huh? Oh sorry ah was daydreaming."
"Well stop it! I am trying to teach a lesson!"
"Ah know ah'm sorry." the teacher walked off talking again.
"Don't mind her she can be like that." said the boy named Gary behind her.
"Ah know, she's an ass." said Rogue.
"So I'm having a party tonight, want to come?" Rogue was about to say no, but then she thought, she needed some fun, besides what harm could it do?"
"Sure, okay."
"It's at my house, 8 pm."
Rogue wondered if she should ask Gary if her friends could come, but heck, they had there own plans probably…but what about Logan? There was no point in telling Gary she couldn't go, because she would find a way.
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Rogue walked down the path to a tree outside the school. She hated to have lunch with everyone else, screaming and annoying all over the place. She missed her family, but not that much.
Rogue began to eat her sandwich. She didn't know why, well that was a lie, she did know why she was feeling depressed, but another part of her felt depressed, she couldn't put her finger on it.
"Bonjour mon Cherie, nice day don' ya think?" said a Cajun voice. Rogue sighed, all she wanted was some peace and quiet.
"Remy, how is it when ever ah wan' t' b' at peace, you're always there! It's like you're on the Rogue express or somin', which t' me, don' sound like a good place t' b'." said Rogue as she didn't even turn to the swamp rat known as Remy LeBeau, who was leaning on the side of the tree.
"I don' know, I guess I like de train." he admitted.
"Well it don' like you." said Rogue as she talked with her mouth open.
"Didn' dey teach you any manners at dat school?" he asked her as he sat beside her. She growled. "Besides, you know we're meant t' b'." Remy put his arm around her. She shrugged it off almost immediately. "How is it dat fo' one second you're all flirty wit' moi, den de next you're all I hate de world and want t' blow up de 'swamp rat'?" asked Remy. Rogue looked at him in the eyes.
"'Coz ah hate you." she said as she carried on eating her sandwich.
"Aw, you don' mean dat, you love Remy, you told 'im last night."
"Yeah an' ah also tol' Remy that what ah said las' night, was bull." Rogue said. "Now 'f you don' mind, ah'd like t' eat mah sandwich in peace!"
"Okay." Remy said as he laid his body across the floor. Rogue looked at him.
"Gambit, let me say that again, ah'd like t' eat mah sandwich in peace."
"Yeah an' Gambit doin' dat fo' you." Rogue sighed.
"Gambit, 'f ah could describe peace in one sentence, it wouldn't have you in it!" shouted Rogue.
"You wound Remy chere." said Gambit as he put his hand over his heart. He then grinned at her. Rogue sighed again, this is all she needed. "What would you put Remy in dough?"
"Well ah'd defiantly put you in a sentence containing 'how much Rogue hates Remy LeBeau'!" Rogue stood up and looked at Remy who continued to grin. Remy looked at her beautiful body. She was wearing a black long sleeved top with the buttons undone down to her cleverage. She wore black pants and black heels.
"So mah Roguey bein' all dark an' mysterious t'day non?" Rogue looked confused.
"Huh?" she then saw Gambit look her upp and down. She knew she was wearing all black tod….wait he was just checking her out.
"Excuse me Cajun, where you jus'…checking me out?" said Rogue. Remy grinned even more and got up.
"'F I were would you mind?" he asked as he pulled his body closer to Rogue's. Rogue smiled and pushed him back.
"Yeah ah do, true gentlemen don' check people out, they see the inner beauty first!" said Rogue. Remy smiled.
"Yep 'f I could define you're personality t'day it'd defiantly b' pensive, gothic an' inexplicable."
"Wow the swamp rat actually bought a dictionary, ah'm impressed." said Rogue s she crossed her arms and smiled.
"Moi too, but it's not like I'm thick, I know my words." he said.
"So do ah, an' since you're defining mah personality, ah think it's convivial 'f ah do the same t' you." Remy smiled as Rogue circled him. "You're an annoying brat who thinks he's everythang, you're flirty, unbearable, carefree, conceited, big headed, disobeying an' so hard t' justify. Oh an' you're jus' so enigmatic." Remy smiled.
"Well least I can say mah girlfriends smarter than moi."
"Girlfriend...in you're dreams you misrepresent!"
"In mah dreams you'll always b'." Rogue looked to him in disgust as he went into dream land.
"Lead astray!" Rogue walked off leaving a smiling Remy.
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Rogue got Bobby to say Rogue wasn't feeling so well and had to go to bed. When that job was odne, Rogue snook out of the house and too Gary's party, which she was looking forward to.
There was a roaring party going on outside and in Gary's mansion sized house. The whole house was filled with young men and women talking and laughing, and loud music was playing as a guy sloppily poured a row of tequila shots on the table. On the upper level of the house, people were dancing while on the lower level, three guys were sitting side by side at a table having a tequila shooting contest. A large group of people stood around them cheering them on.
"Chug! Chug! Chug!" shouted most of the people around them.
The three guys took a shot. There were several more shots of tequila sitting on the table in front of them, and they had obviously already been drinking for a long time. The guy seated in the middle finally passed out and tipped backwards in his chair.
Seated across the table from the guys was Rogue in a pink top and skirt, taking her own shot of tequila. She too had obviously been drinking for a while, but she was still going strong. She put down her empty shot glass and smiled at the guys triumphantly. Two other young men came and helped the fallen guy to his feet and walked him away.
"You guys okay? Ya want a cracker to help keep it down?" asked Rogue mockingly.
One of the young men looked at Rogue somewhat nervously. The other one, Duncan who was sweating and drunk, remained competitive.
"Come on. Let's go, let's go. Drink! Now."
All three of them picked up their next shot and swallowed it down. Rogue put down her shot glass and looked steadily at the nervous young man who looked like he was starting to feel queasy. His breathing picked up speed, and he brought his hand to his mouth as if he is about to throw up. Then he stood up and ran from the table to the bathroom. Everyone watching excitedly. Now only Rogue and Duncan remained.
"Now do you believe me? Ah aint no southern gal who is a push over sugah, down South, we make the alcohol!" said Rogue leaning forward on the table smiling.
"Stop talking, start drinking skunk!" shouted Duncan, drunk.
More shots were placed on the table in front of them. They both lifted up their glasses.
Another young man, Warren Worthington walked up to Duncan and touched him on the shoulder.
"What are you doing, man?" Warren asked.
"Drinking." said Duncan keeping his eye on Rogue.
"Dude, we got business tomorrow, my father has that big business opportunity coming up, he did it for us!"
"Ask me if I give a rat's ass." said Duncan as he looked into Warren's eyes.
"Stop stalling and let's go. Drink up or pay up." said Rogue.
Warren took Duncan's shot glass out of his hand and put it down on the table.
"All right. Let's get everybody out of here, all right? I got to wake up brutally early tomorrow." said Gary as he walked over to the tension.
Ignoring him, Duncan picked up his shot glass and signalled for Rogue to drink.
"Dude, you've had enough." said Warren seriously.
"I'm not even tipsy, asswipe." said Duncan.
Duncan's hand became shaky and he started to sway in his seat, nearly passing out. Finally, he dropped the glass, spilling the tequila all over the table, and fell off his chair. Everyone in the room cheered as Rogue rolled her eyes and took her last shot. Warren helped Duncan to his feet.
"Come on, let's get you home."
"Leave me alone, rich prick." said Duncan weakly as he pushed Warren.
Rogue smiled and stood up. She walked out of the house and started to walk to home.
Rogue walked away from Gary's house.
"Deep breaths, fresh air. The world is not spinning. Ah am not drunk."
Ducan staggered up behind her.
"Hey, wait up" he shouted.
Rogue turned around.
"Shouldn't ya b' in flyin' donkey land right about now?"
"I got another game for you. Only this time, we both win." Duncan took a step closer to Rogue, nearly falling over in the process. "Come on, baby, give me some."
"Ah've got a game for you, inebriated boy. It's called hide and go seek. You go hide, and I'll count to a billion. Ready, set, go."
Rogue turned around and rolled her eyes as she walked away..
"Oh, come on! Don't be like that!"
"Trust me sugah, 'f you knew the truth 'bout me, then you wouldn't even bother lookin' at me twice."
He came up to her and grabbed her by the shoulder, turning her around roughly.
"Come on! What could keep me off you, sexy…"
Rogue kicked him in the stomach, sending him to the ground. He groaned as he held his stomach.
"Now, don' ya think hide and seek would've been a little more fun?"
"Hey, that hurt!"
"Really, 'coz ah thought bein' kicked bah a mutant with super strength wouldn't hurt a bit. Nighty-night, party boy." said Rogue as she walked away from the drunken Duncan.
Morning
Rogue's room the sun shone brightly into the room as she sleept upside down on her bed with her feet resting on her pillows. There was a loud insistent knocking at the door. Rogue turned over.
"Go away!" shouted Rogue.
The knocking continued, even louder. Rogue stood up and walked to the door.
"Urr, this is no cure fo' a hangover!Whoever is pounding on my room door at 7 in the morning should be committed to…"
"Rogue…" said Jean sadly. Rogue stepped forward and looked at her questionably.
"Jean what is it?" asked Rogue.
"It's…it's Ororo…we tried everthing we could but it wasn't enough…she passed away this morning." Rogue's face went pale. She hugged Jean, who was crying her eyes out, while Rogue was in shock. "That's not the only thing."
"What could b' more worse?"
"Well…it's Sam, he's been drained. We don't know how, but all we know is that this thing is in the house. We've moved everyone, even the drained, to the danger room. So I've came to wake you up." explained the crying Jean. Rogue nodded.
"Let me jus' get some stuff." Jean nodded and Rogue shut her door, still shocked. She sat on her bed and cuddled one of her teddies.
Ororo…she couldn't have though…it was her, the golden woman the one who always brought hope to the X Men…was it possible?
"Bonjour chere, an' 'ow are we dis morning?" asked Remy as he landed on her balcony and opened the door. Rogue didn't even glance up to him. Remy had a rose in his hand. He looked at her face which looked shocked. "Rogue…?"
Rogue looked up to him slowly.
"It's back Remy, it's back an' it's got Sam." Remy practically dove to Rogue's side and put an arm around her. "An' that's not all, Ororo…Ororo's dead." Remy gasped.
"Rogue I am so sorry, I didn't know dat dis t'ing could kill…"
"Don' say sorry…it wasn't you."
"But I was de one who let it out i…"" Remy said.
"Don' make matters worse Remy…jus' don'."
"Rogue I…"
"Ah have t' go, there expecting me in the danger room. You're welcome 'f ya want." Rogue aid standing up.
"No t'anks chere, locking mah self away will kill me, why don' you come wit' moi?" asked Remy.
"Ah rather stay with mah family." said Rogue depressed. Remy sighed.
"I am so sorry fo' you're loss."
"No need t' b'…"
Rogue walked out of her room, not bothered if Remy was still in it. She couldn't believe that Ororo, was dead. Dead. How could it be?
Rogue walked to the danger room slowly and opened the doors. There were wires all over the place. Jean was connecting them to the patients, in other words, the fallen X Men and New X Men.
Rogue walked towards a new face, Sam. His lips were slightly open and his eyes were shut tightly.
"Oh Sam." said Rogue softly as she trailed his face with her gloved hands. She felt as though she had failed him in many ways, and she didn't like that thought.
"It wasn't ya fault stripes, if fate would have it." said Logan who was behind her, watching her with a cigarette hanging out of one side of his mouth. Rogue didn't turn around, she remained looking at Sam sadly.
"Why would fate have it this way? An' besides, ah thought you were like me Logan, ah thought t' you ya make your own destiny." said Rogue looking at him.
"That's a fine line between fate and destiny kid, a fine one." said Logan as he walked to Rogue.
"An' ah thought they had the same meaning."
"No way, fate is just what happens, it's not what is meant to happen, it's just what ends up happening. Destiny is something that is 'spose to happen." explained Logan.
"Well then, in you're dictionary, this aint Sam's destiny or fate, an' ah'm goin' t' make sure that his fate aint the same as Ororo's or all those other people out there." said Rogue.
"And how do you plan that?" asked Logan.
"Ah'm goin' t' SHEILD." Rogue said as she looked to Logan.
"What? Why?" Logan asked.
"'Coz Hutch had a plan 'bout getting' this devise what may able t' trap this thang." said Rogue.
"No way Rogue, you know this thing is back here don't you?"
"Yes ah do, an' ah'll get past it. Jus' let me have you're healing powers."
"No way." argued Logan.
"You have no choice, 'coz when ah absorb you, by the timer you wake up, I'l lb' gone." Rogue said as she touched the side of his face. She then waked to the danger room doors. Some of the survivors saw that she was going.
"Rogue what are you doing?" asked Bobby.
"Ah need t' go somewhere, don' worry, ah'll b' back soon enough." Rogue went through the danger room doors and into the mansion. She got out in ease, the Spirit wasn't there anymore probably, but she new it'd come back. And when it did, it'll have a chance to come face to face with the Rogue…
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