Sovereign-Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Evanescence or any of the music used in this chapter. No I don't own X-Men. I probably should have said this sooner…but yeah. I didn't…
The different forms of speech are confusing so…
"Speech"
"Telepathic speech"
"Spoken song Lyrics"
" Speech in a memory"
General in a memory
"Telepathic speech in a memory"
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"I tried to kill the pain
but only brought more.
I lay dying
And I am pouring
Crimson regret
And betrayal.
I'm dying,
Praying,
Bleeding,
And screaming.
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?
My God! My tourniquet!
Return to me salvation!
My God! My tourniquet!
Return to me sal-"
My belting of the song along with the CD that was in the small boom box the room had was cut short when Remy walked in and turned it off. He smirked at me.
"Is dere somet'in Remy should know, mignonne?" he asked me, and I threw a book at him. He barely evaded it. The book hit the wall inches from where he was standing.
"It's just a song, Rems. Evanescence happens to be a very good band," I told him, exasperated, for the millionth time. Rogue and he seemed to always shoot it down.
"Every time Gambit walks in here, y'r listenin' to an' singing some song about suicide, abuse, drugs, alcohol…" he said jokingly, and I just shook my head.
"Hey!! They're not all about those things! You remember my tattoo?"
"How can Remy forget?" he mumbled, rolling his eyes, hating the fact that his little sister had a tattoo.
"What's it of?" I asked him; smiling as he rolled his eyes again, obviously remembering the pissed-off emotions he had felt 2 weeks ago when he had first seen the tattoo on my shoulder.
"A rose surrounded by black words," he grumbled this time.
"What do the words say?" I prompted. He sighed in defeat.
"Hell if Remy knows,"
"For your information, brother, it says, 'don't be afraid of the shadows. They only mean there's a light nearby.' That's a quote from Amy Lee, one of the creators and the lead vocalist of the band," Remy just shook his head.
"Good Quote, but Remy still doesn't like the thought of his petite sœur having a tattoo," Rogue took this opportunity to walk inside the room.
"Ada has a tattoo?" she looked completely surprised. I was surprised she didn't know already; I had thought Remy would have gone complaining to her.
"Oui," Remy grumbled, leaning against the doorframe. Rogue snickered at her boyfriend's immature behavior.
"Come on, lemme see, shugah," she said. It wasn't a question, but a command. I turned on the spot, moving my waist length auburn hair away from my back so she could see the rose.
"Pretty cool. Now Ah want one," she said, smirking as Remy jumped out of his pissed off position at the doorframe.
"Non, Chére!" he near screamed, jumping to her side. She laughed outright as he glared at me.
"Don' go influensin' Roguey now, mignonne," he said and I laughed as the glare on his face turned into one of mortification.
"What's dat on y' hip, mignonne?" he said, stupefied. I moved my cami and showed him my second tattoo. He looked like he was about to faint.
"What? Wanderer loved this one," I stated, a look of sadness settled over my face as he stared at the tattoo. It was a delicate purple and gray butterfly. Remy then looked at my face.
"Why are y' markin' y' body like dis, mignonne? It ain' right,"
"Oh stop it. Foster let me get these 2 years ago. He said to the guy that I was sixteen,"
"How did Wanderah react ta that, Shugah?" I just laughed remembering.
"What's that on you're shoulder, my love?" the question came straight into the ear of the young girl. She shivered as his breath tickled her ear.
"What do you think it is, Perry?" she asked softly, still breathless from both his kiss and the intense sparring matches that she had just endured with the other members of the group. They were now back in their shared bedroom, and he held her on his lap as if she were his little baby.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say that my girl has a tattoo. But I know that's not possible,"
"Guess again," she smirked that devil-like smirk and moved her hair aside to show him the tattoo of a rose and a quote.
"Now that's pretty," he said, lightly stroking the tattoo with his lips and tongue. She sighed with pleasure, squirming around, but he held her hips still with his hands. He began to move up her neck. She was still squirming, completely helpless because he has pinned her wrists against her hips, held with his large hands. When he reached her ear, he nipped at the earlobe where she had 3 piercings but no earrings in. He then whispered lightly in her ear again.
"Any other bodily markings or piercings that I should know about?" came his question.
"I don't know. You'd have to find out yourself," she said to him, and before she knew what was happening, she was underneath him giggling madly as he ravaged her with his eyes one of his hands, the other holding her hands above her head, making her feel vulnerable, yet safe. He finally spotted the light gray mark he was looking for on her hip. He pushed the gray cami up to the base of her hips for a better look.
"I like this one," he said, tracing the gray and purple butterfly with his finger. He leaned back and inspected the girl he had beneath him.
"But this, I don't like," he said, his fingers trailing to her belly button where a belly button ring was visible. The girl grinned at him.
"Now you know my marks. What are yours?"
I kept smiling as my response formulated in my mind.
"His discovery involved a lot of necking, groping, and quite a bit of him undressing me with his eyes," Remy just smacked himself in the head. My empathy picked up sheer annoyance that he was right that I had any semblance of physical love before I was 25.
"Emotions, brother," I stated to him.
"You know what the problem with guys is, Rogue?" I asked her, and she smirked.
"No I don't, Ada," she said acting curious.
"They can do anything they want, kiss anyone they want, and they're all saying things like good job dude. But if that same guy's little sister kisses a guy, they get all defensive and annoyed that the girl had anything to do with a guy at all," Rogue burst out laughing, and Remy just shook his head and walked out of the room.
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Wow...third chapter.
Review Responces:
Enigma Nox: Thank you! I am focusing very hard on the past, mainly because of the light show of foreshadowing I gave in chapter one...yeah. I will try to get my hands on the X-Men the End series but where I'm from comic books aren't that common, so I don't know if I could locate them . Anyway, thanks for the review.