Et Tous le Musique Arretee
Chapter 4: Immortal
A/N: You know, I really have to get off this writing-chapters-before-I-post-the-first-one jag. I did it with the All-American Rejects- which I have dropped because I decided I hated it- and this one. Hm. Anyways, reviews would be appreciated! Seeing as I'm living off of frappuccinos, cereal, and pizza rolls, it would cheer me up!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything except Willow and the plot. I don't own Fight Club. And if I forgot to mention it, Evan didn't leave the X-Men in this version. And there is an Evan/Pietro side-story. Slash. It's not a big deal to the plot. Just don't say I didn't warn you. Oh, and TWIST is a real magazine. One that is sent to preps. Do not ask how I know this.
Dedication: This chapter I dedicated to Passionate Crow Rat, who has reviewed every single chapter and always makes me feel good about my writing abilities.
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"So, anything, like, you know, happening?" Kitty asked Rogue. The former lay on her stomach, stretched out on Rogue's bed, leafing through some magazine entitled "TWIST". The latter was leafing through her closet and throwing things on the ground.
"Ah still don' know why yoah makin' me do this," Rogue all but hissed at Kitty. Kitty just laughed and marked an ad for bubble-gum pink lipstick.
"Because, I was like, hoping that you'd see my clothes and like, start dressing like me, you know?" she said. Rogue flinched at the excessive use of the word 'like', but sighed and didn't say anything about it.
"Kit, Ah can't show as much skin as you do," she pointed out. Kitty rolled off the bed, walked over to the closet, and pulled out one of Rogue's black halters.
"See this?" she said clearly. "It, like, totally shows soooo much more skin than any of my, like, shirts." She pointed out. Rogue snatched the shirt from her.
"Yeah, Kit, but Ah wear a shirt ovah it," she pointed out. Kitty frowned at her more-pronounced Southern accent, fully aware that Rogue was doing it just to annoy her.
"Yeah, a like, totally see-through shirt!" she responded in mock-anger.
"Roguey wear see-through clothes?" Remy asked from the doorway. Rogue groaned and glared at Kitty.
"Now look what ya've done. Say the word 'see-through' in the same sentence as the word 'shirt' or mah name, and he comes runnin'. Besides, Ah don' wear it that much anymore," she said to Kitty, then absently pulled out a black corset with blue laces and frowned at it.
"Kit, ya want this?" she asked her. Kitty pulled a face.
"Like, no! I know black's like, totally slimming, but there is totally no way I could cram myself into that," she said, returning to her magazine. Remy snickered, and Rogue threw him a glare.
"Unless you're offerin' ta help, swamp rat, Ah suggest you leave." She said coldly. Remy shrugged.
"I'll help y' go t'rough y' underwear drawer, chere," he said suggestively. She threw down the corset and turned to Kitty.
"Kit," she almost whined, "Help me get him out of here!" she demanded. Kitty sighed and closed her magazine.
"Remy, I think you better, like, leave, before Rogue totally goes crazy on us, you know?" she told him seriously. He shook his head firmly.
"Y'd need a tractor to get me out of here."
"Swamp rat!" Rogue all but snarled, getting real close. "Ya leave now or Ah call Jean an' have her move yoah corpse." He shrugged and slipped away, and Kitty burst into high-pitched giggles. Rogue flinched and threw all her clothes in a nice, disorganized pile.
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"Hey, Cajun," Willow said without looking up from her laptop. He sighed. "Rogue ignoring you?" she asked him, still scrolling and clicking absently. He glared at her.
"How long d'you t'ink it'll take?" he asked her. She shrugged.
"Depends." She answered vaguely.
"On what?" he snapped at her. She closed the lid of her laptop and sighed.
"On how much she likes you," she told him simply. He nodded again, and moved to exist, but her next words caused him to pause.
"Just… don't break her heart, OK? She really needs someone who will care about her even if they can't touch her. And… she'll act like it doesn't matter, but inside, she'll be dead." He nodded again, and then left.
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Rogue lay on her stomach sketching. Instead of a pencil, however, she held a thick black marker. Pounding, screaming music blared in her ears.
"Music to kill someone by," she quoted aloud in a low voice as she scribbled another line.
"Remy agree, chere," he said from the doorway. She didn't look up, but her heart-rate increased.
"What y' doin', belle fille?" he asked her. She snorted.
"Having hot monkey sex with Edward Norton. What's it look lahk Ah'm doin', Cajun?" she snapped. He cocked his head.
"Who dis Edward Norton, chere?" he asked her almost… protectively? She raised her eyebrows.
"Nevah heard o' him?" she asked skeptically. He shook his head. "Nevah seen Fight Club?" she asked even more skeptically. He shook his head again.
"I am Jack's shocked silence," Willow called from the hall as she walked past, and Rogue burst into laughter.
Remy shook his head, but decided to ask Willow about Fight Club.
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"Willow, what dis 'Fight Club' Roguey talk 'bout?" Remy asked her as she stood washing dishes. Punishment, he supposed, for doing something. Despite her age, Willow was always in trouble.
"The first rule of Fight Club is: You do not talk about Fight Club." She snapped. "If you don't mind, I'm trying to finish this, because then I have something I promised Evan I'd do." She added angrily, and then at his look, sighed regretfully. "Ok, Cajun, you've got until I finish these dishes. Ask me what you want to know about the movie." She told him.
"So it's a movie?" he asked her, and she nodded.
"Rogue's favorite. It was good," she told him as she rinsed glasses.
"Who's in it?" he asked her, and she rolled her eyes.
"It doesn't matter," she told him. "Now can we get off the topic? Your charm-eye-hypnotizey-thingy freaks me out!" she complained, and he was surprised.
"How'd y' know-" he started, but he was interrupted once again.
"It doesn't affect me, so I can tell when you're using it." She snapped, and put away the last dish. "Now, go. Rogue and I gotta bail with Ev," she told him, "And we'll never get out that god-damned door if you latch onto her," she kind of explained, shoving him toward the door.
"Why de t'ree o' you?" he asked her.
"Because you're annoying, Kitty can't keep a secret, Jean's a bitch and Scott would tell. That leaves us. Besides, we're friends. We hang together. So we're allowed to go out a night in a group without anyone thinking it's a date between two of us and the other is there so adults don't know it's a date," she emphasized the word 'date', and he guessed it was her way of telling him it wasn't one.
He opened his mouth again, but- once again –she interrupted him, which seemed to be a habit of hers.
"Catch ya later," she called as she walked out the door, and before it was closed, he heard her yell something like, "Right! We ready to break just about every rule the Institute has imposed upon us?" and two laughs. One deeper, male- so Evan. The other was beautiful melodious. The laugh of a singer. Rogue.
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"So, what is your curse?" Rogue asked Willow as they leaned against a tree. She shrugged. "No, ya ain't getin' away with it this time!" Rouge mock-threatened. "C'mon, ya c'n tell me. Ah can keep a secret," she urged. Willow took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"My real name is Esme/," she said softly.
"And…?" Rogue asked, trailing off.
"You can't touch," she said through unshed tears that glimmered like cold stars in her eyes. "But at any moment, you could offer yourself release."
"Release…?" she asked, trailing off expectantly again.
"I can't die," Willow- Esme/?- whispered. "When I was born, I tested HIV positive. I never died. Three years ago, I was told that the virus disappeared. I was no longer dying. So the theory that I came up with was that when I was supposed to die, since I couldn't, I simply was healed. I…shot myself. In the head. I woke up an hour later, the gun still in my hands. I tried everything, but I didn't die!" she spoke louder and louder throughout this, and tears spilled from her eyes.
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Now that I've revealed Willow/Esme/'s mysterious mutation, she will get shoved into the shadows. She will have her glorious moments, for those that like her, but she will still go by Willow. Because remember: Only Rogue knows. I was listening to Screaming Infidelities when I wrote this- it's a fabulous song, you really have to listen to it- and I know the end of the plot. I want reviews! Pretty please? The more reviews I get, the sooner I update!
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Shout-outs:
Passionate Crow Rat: I continued! Let me make one thing very, very clear: I will finish this story. I'm glad you like it.^^
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Laureate: I know, I know, sucky French. But I've never taken a foreign language, so if you would help me correct it for future chapters, I would like it. I might change the title to be correct. As to your second review, for chapter three, yes, Remy is a babe. I'm glad you're still reading. Was this soon enough? If not, keep in mind I went four days without computer access.
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-The Tourniquet.
Lyrics: Immortal, by Adema- "Insomniac's Dream". For Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance:
LET'S FIGHT!
We're face to face
Loyalty is what I need to see from you
You're insecure
I can see the fear that breeds in your heart
Where will you run? Where will you hide?
I see the look drift from your eyes
Who will survive? Let's get it on
And we'll fight
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me I'm immortal
Immortal
Immortal
Immortal
I need the rush
There's nowhere you can hide before you die
Why won't you face me? I can see the fear that's in your eyes
Where will you run? Where will you hide?
I see the blood drip from your eyes*
Let's get it on
And we'll fight
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
Where will you run? Where will you hide?
Let's fight!
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
You can't kill me!
Immortal!
You can't kill me!
Immortal!
You can't kill me!
Immortal!
You can't kill me!
*the site I got this from said the first one: "I see the look drift from your eyes", but in the game music video it sounds like the second one: "I see the blood drip from your eyes". Choose the one you like. If you want to see the lyrics for previous chapters, say so in a review and I'll post them