HEY EVERYONE! Schools started again so I am COMPLETELY hopeless with the writing over the holidays. I was busy with all my friends and I just didn't write for some strange reason. Well, now that I'm back at school and in a writing mode again I am going to start this chapter. Hope you enjoy it and PLEASE REVIEW!

PS. I don't own X-men Evolution, even though I am changing the plot around so don't get me into trouble!

Rogue landed on her backside as she got pushed out the door. She just stared as the door got slammed shut, the fly screen swinging out then back in extremely slowly.

'What was that stuff in the jars? And wahy did 'e jus' throw meh out lahke that?' Rogue thought these and many more unanswerable questions as she just continued to sit on the ground and stared at the closed door. She seemed to just sit there for an age, just staring. She was finally snapped from her thoughts when the very slow fly screen door slammed against the door frame. She got herself up, brushing off dust and dirt off herself, and began down the path again. She was lucky not to have landed on glass, as it littered around everywhere in the front yard. And in street she also noticed when she stepped out onto the cracked and mouldy concrete. Rogue bowed her head as she walked, hood over her head and hands in her jacket pockets. She repeated the questions in her head over and over, walking along the street and was unaware of anything around her. She jumped in absolute fright as a hand gripped her wrist. Rogue whipped up her head to see a short hooded figure that had grabbed her wrist. Rogue wriggled, trying to get out of the figures grasp but they held on tight.

"Strange things happen at that place," came a calm and croaky voice. Rogue struggled even harder against the figures grip but it seemed to be useless.

'Who the hell is this lady?' Rogue thought desperately as she struggled more.

"The LeBeau family have always been mysterious." Rogue suddenly stopped struggling and tried to stare into the figure's face, but the hood cast it in shadow. New questions exploded into her head like fireworks at the statement. Rogue had to be careful to pick the right questions to ask, just in case not all of them got answered. "What do ya mean bahy that?" She asked. The figure turned their head to one of the windows of Remy's house. The figure's hood fell slightly as they did so. Rogue saw an elderly woman, the lines on her face etched in an expression of great wonder.

"Mysterious transformations take place over in that house. He has been cursed ever since." Everything the old woman said popped off new questions in Rogue's already question overloaded mind.

"What? What curse?" The lady just stared, not showing any signs that she had heard Rogue.

"Crashing and smashing can be heard from the house all the time. But screams come every fort night." Rogue became so confused, she didn't think they were talking about the same thing.

Rogue said to the old woman, "Look ah need ta go, or the institute will wonder where ah-"Rogue was interrupted when the elderly woman dragged Rogue so close that their noses nearly touched. Rogue felt really uncomfortable at this distance and started to struggle again. It was also that the lady was staring wide eyed right into Rogue's own eyes.

"What ever you do, don't let him get to close to you child." Rogue once again stopped at the woman's words. Rogue stared back into the woman's wide eyes.

"What's that supposed ta-"But before Rogue could finish, there was a swish of a cloak and suddenly the street was deserted.

'How did she do that?' Rogue thought, looking in every direction in where the lady could have disappeared to. She was no where to be seen. Rogue then settled down, and continued on her old course.

'Well, that was strange.'

'How was that strange?' Asked the little voice in Rogue's head. Rogue scoffed out loud

'Oh, so ya didn' notice that ah jus' ran into the weirdest old lady ever and she told me a load of meaningless stuff 'bout Remy even though ya were in meh head?' Rogue asked it back sarcastically.

'Nah ah did,' Replied the little voice. 'but ah would hav' ta say ya've had weirder Sugah.' Rogue shrugged. She replayed everything the woman had said to her, then the questions that had sprouted from her words. The knottiest one of all popped up just as she finally reached the front gates of the institute.

'Should ah ask Remy 'bout it?' It swirled around and around in her head as she opened the front gates.

'Ah guess ah'll work that out later,' Rogue thought. 'In the mean tahme, ah think ah'll check on 'im.'

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A small but very irritating beeping came to Remy's ears. He groaned as he rolled over on the bed he lay on. He felt a cord under his arm when he did so.

'What the-?' Remy thought as he rolled over again and deciding to open his eyes. He was in a huge room, the roof seemingly went on forever finally ending with a large window at the very top. The sky outside was cloudy, but not for long. Remy looked on either side of him to see a metal pole holding a plastic container of red liquid, most probably blood. The tube ran down to his arm.

'So dat be what was under Remy's arm,' Remy thought. He heard the irritating noise again. Looking at more of the surrounding room, he found a bed-side table on his other side. There lay his watch, beeping as usual. He checked the watch as he tried to figure where he was and why he was here. He had very little time to dwell on those questions as he saw what the time was. Also taking into consideration the date.

'Merde…Remy's gotta get outta here quick,' He thought, trying to find an escape route. The only thing that seemed to lead somewhere else was the door. He stared up at the roof again. The whole building would be in danger if he didn't take the chance. Remy extracted the tube from the inside of his arm, threw it to the floor and stepped out of the bed. Remy put his hand to his forehead and the other to the pole beside him as he felt a dizziness come to him.

'What da hell happened t' Remy?' Remy only thought that once as it didn't help him stand. After a minute, he walked over to the bed-side table and put on his watch, pocketed his mobile and put on his trench coat. With his thief skills, he moved stealthily to the door without making so much as a sound. He opened the door extremely slowly and quickly went through and shut it. He looked frantically down the hallway where he know stood. There were several chairs lined up next to the wall, a pot plant and a table which had a glass off water stationed on it.

'No good f'r Remy at all dose t'ings,' Remy thought as he continued soundlessly down the corridor. As he did, he tried to remember what happened before had woken up moments ago. All he could remember was blacking out when Julien and his gang attacked him. His mind was became completely distracted however when he finally came across a chance to escape. It was an open window, which seemed to lead to the trees and forestry outside the building.

'Perfect,' Remy thought, a sly grin escaping onto his face. He looked down the corridor to make sure no-one was there. Then, he grabbed hold of the window ledge and lifted himself up and out the window. Normally, with his thievish skills, he would land on his feet making no sound what-so-ever. But in mid air he remembered something. The pitch black, and a voice, an all so blissful voice. It all flashed in front of his eyes at it came back to him. He reached out and grabbed her ankle, her frantically crawling out into the light. He could hear her terrified gasp and could only imagine her expression. A spasm of pain shot up Remy's back and he screwed up his eyes in pain. He heard the voice pleading with another to help him. Remy fell into the bushes and hit the unusually hard earth. Another spasm of pain shot up and down his spine. He attempted to sit up but it seemed to be out of his capability range for the moment. Remy rubbed the back of his head as he opened his eyes. Thin clouds were scattered all over the sky. Many would be enchanted by the scene, especially for couples on moon-lit stroll. But to Remy, it was a scene that haunted not even his worse of nightmares. He sat up, unaware of the rustling in the bushes he was in.

"Hello? Anyone there?" Remy whipped his so fast he almost got a cramp. That was voice was so scaringly familiar. Remy had to suppress a horrified gasp as he remembered who the voice belonged to. It was Rogue. Remy looked up at the sky again. The clouds seemed to be thinning even more, and more rays of moonlight came through to the ground.

'Remy gotta get outta 'ere bef're 'e 'urts 'is Chere.' Remy only just managed to get up dizzily to his feet. He felt the very familiar smoky feeling in the back of his head and travelling into his eyes.

"Is anyone there?" Remy saw a shadow approaching him in the distance. He forgot his thief skills, even just generally to be stealthy so he couldn't be heard. Desperate to get out of there he just ran. He ran blindly through the thickets and tree branches. He never stopped that he knew of, he didn't even seemed to be aware him thrashing and making marks in trees. But when he blacked out into another word in his body, he prayed that Rogue or anyone else had followed him.

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