I'M BACK PEOPLE! Hope you enjoyed the last chapter, that you will enjoy this chapter AND (takes a deep breath) you review this chapter! I know that's quite stupid but, well, that's me for you! LOL!

PS. I don't X-men, oh but I dream of owning it some day!

Rogue walked from the side of the institute to the front doors. It had been the weirdest thing. She had nearly been to the doors when she heard a thump and rustling in the bushes out the side some where.

"Hello? Anyone there?" Rogue yelled into the distant bushes. She stood for minutes in silence other than the continuing rustling of the bushes. She then saw a shadowed figure get up slowly to their feet. They staggered and leaned forward, seeming to grab onto the higher part of their face. Rogue looking confused, she stepped forward and called again, "Is there anyone there?" She could see the hair of the figure flick around to look in her direction. She could hardly step any closer when the figure was off. She could hear running foot-steps in the long wet grass and the thrashing through thickets of the forestry to her right.

She waved it off, thinking it may be more mutant hunters coming to get a glimpse at them. 'Ah hate them stupid people, they jus' hav' no respect fo' people who are different lahke us.' Rogue looked up at the moon as she walked back up to the doors of the institute. She didn't know why she did this all the time, it was just a comfort thing. The clouds were scattered all around the sky, and the moon could be seen at its full. All her previous worries seemed to evaporate, not to say that her questions did. She opened the doors and stepped into the warmth of the place. It washed over her calming her mind and soul, a feeling that was very uncommon for her. She hung her jacket on the coat racket right of the doors and made her way to the room Remy was. She made her way to the professor's office first, and then find it from there.

'Ya fallin' fo' 'im girl,' said the little voice in Rogue's head said suddenly. Rogue stopped in her tracks suddenly. She looked down the hallway, just in case someone came down towards her, making it look like she was deciding which way to go.

But as she did, she hissed at the little voice mentally, 'REMY? No ah'm not!'

'Yes ya are.'

'No ah'm not.'

'What do ya think? Ya headin' ta go see 'im, after savin' 'im goin' ta 'is house and tellin' 'is dad.'

'What's his dad gotta do with it? The professor told meh-'

'But ya still did it.' The voice was fighting to get something out of her, she knew that to the many times her friends had tried to do it on her. The only thing was that the voice was in her head and could get the answer whenever it wanted. So really was no point in arguing or questioning. Rogue walked past the professor's absent-mindedly, staring down at her feet as she walked and keeping her hands folded across her chest. What would she say to that? It was all true and Rogue hated admitting defeat to anyone, even a person who is also herself.

'Yeah well ah'm not gonna jus' not do what someone tells meh ta do,' Rogue replied the little voice.

'But that's who ya are Rogue girl. Ya've done it before, and if ya wanted ta, ya could've done it then. But ya didn't.' A cold breeze wafted through the open window to the side of Rogue. She shivered as she walked past it, still looking down at her feet. She knew she didn't have long to go from here. And soon enough, after just a minute or two she saw the glass of water she had left when she had gone. 'Jus' admit it girl,' the little voice said, restarting their conversation from before. 'Ya lahke 'im girl, and there's nothin' ya can do about it.' Rogue ignored the voice as she put her hand on the door-knob, paused for a moment and then opened it nervously. The site that greeted her wasn't pleasant in her eyes.

"Oh shit," she said loudly to herself. The bed he was laying in before she left was empty, the bed side table bare and blood seeping from a tube, which had been in his arm before, was all over the floor. She looked frantically around the room just in case he was still there. He wasn't. She ran back down the hall, leaving the door to the room wide open, looking hurriedly up and down it. As the air seemed to be getting cooler due to the window, she felt something beneath her foot. She twirled around and looked at the floor to find a squashed cigarette on the carpet. She knew why it was squashed, as she stepped on it, but its appearance in the first place was mysterious. She picked it up and examined it, taking in every detail other than it being squashed. As she felt another chilly wind, she looked from the cigarette and out the window. She saw that the bushes had been pressed aside, as though to let someone past. That must have been where the figure she saw earlier had left.

'Ah gotta go tell someone,' Rogue thought urgently.

'What ya gonna tell them, that Remy's gone without a trace and all ya could fahnd was a cigarette which ya squashed as ya were runnin?'

'Exactly.' But just as she was about to leave however, she saw a flash of red light from in the trees outside. She ran to the ledge of the window, her hands extremely tense, wondering what the light was from. But nothing else could be seen nor heard after the flash of red light. 'What the hell was that?' Rogue thought wonderingly.

'Dunno, warnin' signal maybeh? Ah mean, we've only b'n here a few days. It may b' a usual thing fa all ah know.'

'True.' Rogue just stood unknowingly for a minute or two, then seemed to realise what was going on around her.

'What are we doin' now?' Rogue's little voice asked her.

'Ta the professor ta tell 'im what's happenin'. Aftah that, who knows?'

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For the second time in two days, Rogue was standing in front of an extremely wrecked house. Only god knew why there were so much smashed glass, bents and wholes this house could have. Rogue had to last the whole day which the question of where Remy could've gone to. She searched every nook and cranny of the school to find him, but knowing he wouldn't be there.

'Wahy would ya even bother if ya don't like 'im?' Asked her annoying little voice every time she caught herself looking for him. No-one else from the institute was told about Remy's escape, so to Kitty Jean and Amara Rogue's behaviour was extremely bizarre.

"Like, what are you, like, doing Rogue?" Kitty had asked as Rogue was walking down several different corridors for no reason at all.

"Oh, err, nothin' Kitty. Never mahnd lets go ta maths," Rogue replied absent-mindedly, still staring down one of the corridors. And also, Rogue seemed to go all rigid and tense whenever someone mentioned Remy. Like in English the teacher was calling the role and she flinched when she heard Remy's name. And during class she kept looking slowly into his empty seat, then quickly look back at her work again. But now finally she was standing in front of his very shabby house, where she was hoping he would be.

'Of all places wahy would ya go here first?' Rogue's little voice asked, doubtful of why they were standing here to start with.

'This wasn' the first place. We searched the institute and school before here remember?' Rogue mocked it.

'But wahy of all places would we fahnd 'im here?'

'Well even if he isn' here, we can tell 'is dad that he isn' at the institute anymore.' She imagined a double of herself, to represent her little voice, slap its forehead and shake its head.

'Well it's ya choice girl, ya do what ya want.' Rogue tried not to feel too nervous as she lifted her hand in a fist in front of her and knock on the frame of the fly-screen door.

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Tap tap tap. Remy groaned as the sudden noise punctured through his unpleasant dream. He continued to run from the red light at a break-neck speed. Tap, tap tap. He tripped on a rock and turned on his back to see the light engulf him up. Remy rolled about in discomfort as the image played in his mind. The shadowed creature slowly walked up to where he lay and it roared ferociously. Tap tap TAP. Sweat was beginning to form on Remy's brow as he knew what was going to happen next. The creature beared down on him, somehow Remy could see that its teeth were bared in hungry menace. TAP TAP. With one slash of its claw Remy cowered and shrunk into a ball, and a blackout, of nothing more. Remy shout up, eyes wide and a few beads of sweat rolled down his face. TAP TAP TAP. Remy looked up to the source of the noise. Someone was knocking at the door.

'Dats strange,' Remy thought, looking at the door. 'We never get visitors, even door-to-door advertisin' people.' Remy shook his head to clear his mind, then got up and walked to the door. TAP TAP.

"Remy's comin', can' y' wait f'r jus' one-" Remy cut himself off as he saw who was at the door. It was Rogue.

I've finished. Hope that wasn't a cliff-hanger or anything because I don't like cliff-hangers, especially this early in the story. Well, if it is I won't try to keep you here too long as I have other stories to write too. Hope you liked it!

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