Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own the characters of this story. They belong to Marvel.

Couples: ROMY, Jonda, Kiotr, Rolo… others may make an appearance

A/N: This is my first fic… let me now if you like it!

Savage Seas

By: Kaylee Spade

Chapter 1:

The sea was choppy with a forceful south wind pushing the ship forward on its course at a quickening pace. The young woman standing at the helm steered the vessel toward the south, her auburn hair whipping around her face. A female captain was a rarity at the time, but she had inherited her lifestyle from her mother who had trained her well. When the child was born, she was called Rogue. The child was strong willed and rebellious, and the crew quickly fell under her influence. They loved her and would protect her to their own deaths. When her mother died, Rogue easily took control of the ship.

She sailed one of the fastest ships in the Caribbean Sea, The Anna Marie. The ship was majestic, but showed clear signs of battle and long years of adventure. It was her pride and joy, her ticket to the world, her freedom. Rogue had an accomplished crew, which was headed by two of her closest friends. The women were skilled fighters and deadly when needed.

"Kitty, has the treasure been secured?" Rogue asked as the young woman ascended the stairs to the helm.

"Sure, Rogue. It's locked securely down below. It's the greatest booty we've taken in some time, huh!"

"If you want to talk about booty, I'll tell you about some great booty, Kitty." Wanda said as she walked up behind the two with a devilish grin on her face. Rogue rolled her eyes.

"I don't believe you, Wanda!" Kitty shot back. "Can't you keep your mind out of the gutter?"

"You have to admit that those men sure had some nice… assets! What was the ship called again?" Wanda asked looking over at Rogue.

"Neptune's Pearl." Kitty answered as both women turned to her with astonished looks on their faces.

"Kitty, Ah'm surprised. Details don't usually catch yer attention." Rogue stated matter-of-factly.

"Well…ummm…Piotr is the captain of that ship. Didn't you recognize him?"

"Now it makes sense. You always had a soft spot for that Russian hotty, and he does have a great tush!" Wanda said as she ducked behind Rogue as Kitty took a swing at her.

"HEY! Take that back! I do NOT have a soft spot for him! And keep your eyes to yourself!" Kitty yelled as she continued her attack on Wanda.

"Ah do believe we have some work ta do, don't we ladies?" Rogue asked attempting to get the attention of her feuding crewmates. Kitty stopped her attacks giving Rogue a look of defeat. Wanda was beaming.

"Wanda," Rogue said while giving a small smirk, "Why are ya smilin' so? If mah mind serves meh right, ya have a bit of a 'soft spot' yourself! When was the last time ya saw yer Aussie?"

"And I suppose you have the right to talk, huh? What about…" Wanda paled and stopped mid sentence when she noticed the glare that her captain aimed in her direction.

"Ah believe that we've had enough talk about trivial matters. We're about ta dock, so prepare the ship!" Rogue snapped to the crew as the coastline of the island began to appear directly in front of them. Wanda and Kitty looked at themselves quietly understanding the mistake that was about to be made and ran to their posts. Rogue was happy to indulge in conversations that involved the weaknesses of her crew, but her own were strictly off limits, not that she would ever admit that she even had any weaknesses to speak of.

After all, the ship had a certain rendezvous that she didn't plan on missing. The island had a name which was given to it years ago by ancient travelers. Scar Island was a simple, small retreat for many privateers. Here, any ship could dock and refill supplies without the worry of capture. There were only a few businesses and residences on the island, but one of the most popular structures was a small wooden tavern named after the owner, Wolverine's Den.

As the crew of the Anna Marie secured the ship, Rogue noticed a familiar vessel already docked nearby, The Dark Ruby. It was a classic vessel. Its captain was the only other woman, besides Rogue, to sail the seas as a captain, and she was ruthless.

"Belladonna…Ah should have known." Rogue sighed as she walked past the ship and headed for the tavern. Rogue and Belladonna had a past together and neither particularly liked the other. They were both competitive to a fault and neither liked to lose. Ever since they were children, they competed with one another always trying to be the best at everything, always trying to beat the other and take what they wanted.

Kitty and Wanda followed closely behind while the rest of the crew stayed with the ship. Kitty was the first to break the silence as they walked. "So, do you think he'll be here too?" She whispered to Wanda, "I mean, I wouldn't be surprised considering who we've already seen today."

"Let's hope not." Wanda replied in a soft voice. "The tension between Rogue and Bella will be high enough without him at the bar."

Rogue spun around glaring at her two friends. "Do y'all think ah'm deaf? Stop talkin' behind mah back! Besides, why would I give a damn if the Swamp Rat is here or not! Let's go!" Although refusing to admit any hopes to her friends, deep inside Rogue knew that she was anticipating a meeting with Remy LeBeau. No other man had ever had an effect on her. For weeks after their last encounter, all she could think about were his eyes and thoughts of him persisted in her dreams. The latter fact irritated Rogue more than she could have imagined possible. She had never been one to get hung up on a man before, but she couldn't explain her reaction to him. She had met Remy briefly several times prior and nothing sparked. True, there are few men, if any, that can compare to the Captain Remy LeBeau and she could definitely appreciate his looks, but something was different. She wanted to see him again, get over the reaction, and move on.

As soon as Rogue entered the tavern, she was greeted warmly by a very familiar voice.

"Stripes! It's great to see you around these parts again. How long has it been?" The man behind the bar yelled as he ran over to embrace Rogue in a strong hug.

"Nice ta see ya too, Logan! Ah reckon it's been almost a year now. Does Ororo still work here with ya?"

"Yeah, She's servin' some drinks. I'll send her over to you when she's finished." Logan said as he took Rogue by the arm and led her to a nicely secluded table. Logan and Ororo had established the tavern many years back. They were a force to be reckoned with and good friends to have on your side.

Kitty and Wanda took their seats next to Rogue and ordered some whiskey for the table. The tavern was dark, lit only by small lanterns placed on each table and the bar. The crowd consisted of the usual regulars and haggard seamen.

Rogue looked over the crowded bar searching for certain familiar faces. In one corner by the dart boards stood a white-haired woman. Ororo was busy delivering the drinks Logan had mentioned before, but flashed Rogue a smile when she spotted the three women. Rogue continued her scan of her surroundings when her eyes landed on a nearby table. Belladonna was as stunning as ever.-Damn- Her blonde hair had grown long and covered a large portion of her back. She was polishing what appeared to be a small jewel encrusted dagger and seemed to have won the attention of several young men. As Rogue finished her scan, she felt a small twinge in her stomach. He wasn't here.

"He's not here!" Kitty said as Rogue turned to her, shocked. How did she know she was looking for him?

"What? Who are ya talkin' about?" Rogue asked.

"Piotr… he's not here. I thought for sure we'd see him tonight." Kitty said as a small frown appeared on her face. Rogue, relieved that her secret was safe, smiled at the small blonde and put her arm around her shoulders.

"He may still show up, Sugah. Remember, The Anna Marie is faster than most ships. He probably hasn't arrived yet. We left before he had a chance to get back to his ship earlier, remember?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Kitty said although still pouting.

"Don't look now, Rogue, but I believe we are about to get some company!" Wanda said as Rogue followed her gaze toward the back of the bar.

"Well, look at what we have here. If it isn' my ol' friend Rogue! Mind if I join y' for a spell?" Bella asked as she pulled out the only empty seat remaining at their table.

"Ah didn' expect ta see ya so soon Bella. Ta what do ah owe the pleasure?" Rogue asked not attempting to hide the sarcasm embedded in each word.

Bella tossed her blonde hair over her shoulders and replied, "I believe we both come for de same reason, non? I received a letter offerin' a great opportunity if I graced y' wit my presence. How could I turn dat down? I must admit dat I am a bit disappointed dat mon amour isn' here. What a shame."

It was a well known fact among the two crews that Bella and Rogue kept tabs on each other and often found some sport in teasing each other with their various conquests. This also included their men. Bella's last was a man whom they had both found enticing. In fact, he was the very same captain who had recently been plaguing Rogue's thoughts. This small fact alone irked Rogue.

"Well, speak of the devil, or should I say le diable," Kitty said as the door swung open to the tavern. As the women looked towards the door, several handsome men walked in. Piotr seemed to be in a serious discussion with Remy while Kurt and John followed closely behind their captains.

Kitty nearly jumped out of her seat when she saw the tall Russian appear. He noticed the young blonde and smiled as he continued his discussion with the Cajun. The men all took seats near the bar where Logan could take their orders and partake in the conversation.

"I see my Johnny boy has managed to stay in shape over the past few months… yum! If you ladies would excuse me," Wanda said as she made her way to the Australian. A few moments later, neither could be found.

Rogue noticed that Bella had not taken her eyes away from Remy. In some ways, Bella and Rogue had similar tastes. His name was most certainly fitting, Remy LeBeau. He was indeed handsome. Over the past few months, Rogue noticed that his auburn hair had grown slightly longer and he was now clean-shaven. Tonight he was wearing a tight fitting pair of black leather pants that hugged his body quite well and a fitted blood-red silk shirt that flowed over his defined shoulders and chest.

"Mmmm, dat man is sex personified. Don' y' agree Rogue?" Belladonna's comment brought Rogue back to reality earning her a glare. Jealousy was not an emotion that Rogue had expected this evening but the look on Bella's face disgusted her.

"Ah'd rather not have this conversation with ya, darlin'. Ah'm not here ta talk about men or swamp rats for that matter." Rogue said as she took another drink from her whiskey trying to avoid the lustful stares Bella and other women were projecting towards Remy and his companions. "Besides, Ah thought that yah and him were finished. But again, ya always wanted what ya couldn' have."

"Doesn't mean I can' look… right Kitty?" Bella turned to face Kitty who was lost in her own dream with Piotr.

"Sure…Wait?…What did you ask?"

"Hmph…After all, Rogue chere, I'm not so sure dat I want t' let go so easily." Bella continued allowing her eyes glide upon every aspect of Remy's well toned body. "I wouldn't mind anot'er go wit him."

"Maybe ya should have thought of that earlier, Bella. Remy may already have another woman. It's not like he doesn't have ladies lined up ta take yer place." Rogue finished with a small smirk on her face. She loved to push Bella's buttons.

"Y' mean someone like y'?" Rogue noticed the hint of jealousy in Bella's voice and decided to go ahead and push the blonde over the edge. After all, she did have some small interest in the Cajun.

"Like ya said, sugah, he is one helluva fine man," Rogue said as she licked her lips seeing the anger growing in Bella's eyes, "and Ah wouldn't mind doin' some explorin' of mah own." Rogue had completely forgotten about Kitty who was sitting by her side as she was drawn into this game with Belladonna.

"I totally knew you had a thing for Remy. Ever since that botched heist when he caught you before you fell over that cliff, you haven't been the same!" Kitty gushed as she jumped up to find Wanda and collect on her bet.

-Great, what's your next move genius?- Rogue thought to herself as she realized what she had just gotten herself into.

"So, y' want Remy, huh? Not dat I blame y'. He is bonne. Well, I guess we got ourselves another friendly competition, non? First one of us t' get wit de diable wins. Oh..wait, I guess I should amend dat. De next one of us t' get wit him wins since I already had de pleasure." Belladonna corrected as a devilish smile graced her lips. Rogue felt a wave of rage stirring in her chest.

"There is no way in hell that man would ev'r sleep with ya, darlin'!" Rogue laughed.

"Oh, y' don' believe me? Hmmm, Let's see if I can convince ya…. Well, he does have de cutest birthmark on his…." Belladonna was stopped when a small dagger was slammed into the table in front of her.

"Some things a girl likes ta learn on her own, Bella!" Rogue declared as she pulled the dagger out from the table and slid it back into its hiding place. Belladonna lifted an eyebrow.

Remy couldn't help but notice the two women who were staring at him from across the bar. He was used to the strange reaction his appearance had on women, but these were two very special women. They were both pirates…no, not only pirates, but captains. Belladonna had once enticed him into a short-lived 'relationship' before he had time for rational thought. He was long over that chapter in his life. The second woman was Rogue. He had run across her several times in the past, but their last encounter had triggered something within him. Before long, Remy noticed that he was walking over to their table.

"Bonjour, Bella," Remy said as he took Bella's hand and placed a small kiss on her palm.

"Bonjour, lover. Tu as bien foutu!" Bella answered as she looked over his body.

Remy raised an eyebrow. "Belle, Remy's eyes be up here."

Rogue smiled seeing as Bella was caught, until Remy turned his gaze to her.

"Bonjour, mon chere." Remy said as his eyes locked into hers. "y' are tres belle dis ev'nin'."

Rogue didn't hear much of what Remy said. She found herself lost in his hypnotic eyes. From the first moment she had met Remy, she was mesmerized by those eyes, the purest rubies she had ever seen. They called to her.

Rogue was pulled out of her dream, when Remy took her hand in his and kissed it so lightly. That familiar sensation in her stomach resurfaced at his touch. –Girl, get a grip on yourself!

Remy paused for a moment when he caught her gaze. Her eyes were the most beautiful he had ever seen. A man could easily be pulled into those emerald pools and never surface. Her skin seemed as smooth and pale as porcelain, and her white bangs framed her delicate face. She had a face of an angel, but a body made for sin. Remy continued to hold her gaze and smiled.

Belladonna did not miss the exchange between Remy and Rogue. Her jealously spiked, and she stormed away from the table into a darkened room in the back of the bar. She would win this bet and reclaim Remy as her own!

With Belladonna and the rest of her crew gone, Rogue was left alone with the Cajun. He quickly occupied the seat that was left vacant by Kitty's earlier departure and attempted to start a conversation.

"It's been a long time, non?"

"Haven't kept track, Swamp Rat." Rogue quickly shot back. –Just six months and four days.

"Mon chere, don' tell Remy dat y' forgot dis ol' Cajun?" Remy asked pretending to be hurt by her curt response and took her right hand into his.

"Ah am NOT yer chere or anything else! My name is Rogue and… don't touch me!" Rogue shouted as she pulled her hand away from his.

Remy smiled and said, "Desole, it's time we meet de homme who brought us all together, non? Come, mon chere, ladies first." With that, Remy rose from his chair and offered his arm to Rogue. Acting on pure instinct, she went to accept his gesture, but quickly came back to her senses and jerked away as she walked quickly into the dark room followed by a smirking Cajun.

Remy and Rogue quietly joined the other two captains who were seated at a large wooden table in the center of the room. Remy took a seat next to Piotr which forced Rogue next to Bella. The two women exchanged meaningful looks and then put their full attention to the fifth person in the room.

After only a few moments, the man at the end of the table began to speak. "You all must be wondering why I selected you out of the numerous pirates who occupy the seas. Well, the answer to that question is quite simple. You are the best at what you do. I am in need of a strong group of skilled individuals to retrieve a special artifact for me. This object is of the utmost importance. I am willing to pay an enormous price to the ship that brings this object to me. I am well aware that some of you have history together that most likely will cause some setbacks, but I also know that you all are very competitive and will not turn down a challenge such as this one lightly. This competitive streak, I am certain, will only aid in getting the artifact into my hands that much quicker. Any questions?"

"Plenty of questions, homme. First, who are y' and what type of artifact are we t' recover?"

"Ah, yes. Remy LeBeau, captain of Devil's Lust, correct?" Remy nodded his head in response. "I am Erik and a collector of sorts. The artifact that I require is a one of a kind necklace that was worn by a high priestess of Hecate over 2,000 years ago. It is said to possess the secret to many of the world's mysteries."

"How do ya figure we're goin' ta find this necklace?" Rogue asked.

"There are three pieces of a map that will lead you to the necklace's hidden location. You must find all three pieces in order to find the artifact."

"I take it zat you do not have any of ze pieces yet, comrade?"

"Correct, but I can point you in the right direction for the first piece." Erik replied as he waited for their answer.

"I have jus' one last question den. How much exactly are y' offerin' for de recovery of dis trinket?" Belladonna asked as she eyed the man's attire.

"I believe you all will find the reward well worth the effort, but in order to sate your appetite I will tell you that it is well over the sum that any of you currently possess in your holdings. Do we have a deal?"

All the captains quickly agreed to undertake this challenge and soon went their own ways for the remainder of the evening. They each gathered their crews together and briefed them on the new task at hand and prepared the ships for the journey.

Remy and Piotr agreed to meet early the next morning and form an alliance against Belladonna and Rogue. They had worked well with each other in the past and knew that if this task was to be completed, it would eventually require some teamwork.

Meanwhile, Belladonna was hatching a plan of her own, and one that did not involve the artifact at hand. She now had two challenges in which she determined to win, one for the money, and the other for pure pleasure. She smiled to herself as she thought of the various possibilities.

Rogue spent her night reaffirming her feelings, or lack thereof, toward a certain Cajun to her closest friends who were more than willing to believe that she was expressing her true feelings at the bar and not just attempting to get a rise out of Bella.After quite some time, Rogue managed to put their romantic notions to rest, while she was left alone the rest of the night to convince herself.


A/N: I'm not sure if I should continue this or not. It's my first attempt at writing a fanfic, but I do have a detailed plan of where to take this if you like it. Let me know if it's worth it! Thanks!