Sovereign-Chapter 9
I'm so sorry I haven't posted in so long! as you can probably tell, with the appearence of this chapter the bonus chapters are discontinued until further notice. I tried multiple ideas, bu none of them seemed right. I may start them up again, but for now, its just going to be the regular chapters, okay?
Wow…never thought I'd get this far into my own story. My friend has advised me to warn you about my writing style, seeing as it's a little different from the traditional "witch's hat" (Exposition, rising action, climax, falling action, conclusion) and looks a bit more like a top hat with little bumps on the top. My stories tend to have multiple small climaxes, with useless fluff and 90-degree angles of plot advancement in between. Wanderer and Shift coming back to life are examples of my mini-climaxes and the 90-degree angle is basically the entire 6th chapter. XD, I am tired of writing authors notes so on with the story!
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I stared out the window of the train taking us back to the mansion, a little saddened that we had to leave so early, staring back as the skyline disappeared from view. I felt an arm around my shoulder, and expected that it was Perry. I turned to smile at him but saw a demon-eyed Cajun smirking at me instead. I glared hard at him, trying to figure out what he was up to.
"Petite soeur, will y' give Remy permission t' give y' boyfriend de talk?" he asked me, and I quickly smacked away his hand.
"That will be Logan's job as soon as we get back to the institute," I told him sharply. "I don't want you talking to Perry in any fashion other than a friend or possibly an older brother after Logan's through with the whole father thing," I gave him a death glare just to emphasize. He seemed to buy it, but then walked off and sat down next to Perry anyway. I glared and began to project my thoughts.
"If he says anything that's not as a friend, tell me. I'll kick his ass if he doesn't listen to me," Perry looked up at me.
"Too late for that call, my love. He's already giving me the 'older brother' speech. Now I know how I sounded when I gave that speech to Giver's boyfriend. I'm surprised he didn't head for the hills," came the telepathic reply.
"Remy LeBeau, get over here," I growled just loud enough for him to hear me across the aisle.
"Yes mignonne?" He asked, just disregarding the fact that my glare was piercing right through him.
"What are you talking to my telepathic boyfriend about?" Remy visually went from nonchalant to frightened in a matter of seconds. I guess he knew that lying would only get me angrier, and wisely told the truth.
He ended up with the urge to blurt out "I am too stupid to listen to my sister" whenever around people.
Perry came and sat down next to me, giving Remy one of those looks, with a quirked eyebrow, and then turning to me.
"What was that?" He asked, obviously holding back laughter.
"That? That is what happens to older brothers who don't listen to me. He's lucky I didn't kick his ass here and now. I'll do that in a sparring match when we get back to the institute,"
"What didn't he listen to?
"He asked me if he could give you the older brother speech. I said no, because I have a father figure back at the mansion, and older brothers only get to give a talk after the father figure is through with the boyfriend, and that's only if they're still around. Of course before my father figure was your brother, so it was slightly different,"
We were silent for the longest time, just wrapped up in the fact he was holding me. I was just hoping this was not all a dream I would wake up from soon, that my love was truly here once more.
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"So what you are saying is that the two kids here came back from the dead?" Logan asked suspiciously, sniffing the air, attempting to get a whiff of anything he didn't like. Perry had his arm around my waist, and Logan was eyeing his hand that had situated itself on my hip, as if it were some deadly parasite that had to be killed quickly.
"Yes, Logan, that's exactly it," I said, leaning into Perry, making his eyes burn into his hand even more.
"This is your father figure?" came my boyfriend's nervous question in my head.
"Yes. He's really quite nice inside. Always helping me with my powers and such. He just didn't know of my life before the institute before this moment,"
"Why didn't you tell him?"
"It hurt too much to even think about the group…I didn't want to break my promise to you so I kept it to myself until about 2 months ago when I told Remy and Rogue,"
"I'd kiss you right now if your father figure wasn't literally glaring at me as if daring to even move," I had to laugh softly at this one, causing Logan's eyes to snap away from his former focus of attention and on to me.
"What are you laughing at kid?" he asked, his tone lighter than the one he had spoke in before. "What exactly are your powers again bub?" he directed at Wanderer, his tone hardening into a stone.
"Oh…telepathy," he said and Logan sighed.
"You three," he said, indicating Perry, Mikey and I, "Go up to see Charlie. He'll want to hear about this," we did as we were told, leaving Rogue and Remy alone for some quality time. My empathy picked up extremes that I don't think I wanted to know about.
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We were in with the professor for about an hour.
About three quarters of that Perry and the professor were talking telepathically.
"Perry. Remind me to never bring you in there again, or I will snap Remy's neck," he laughed nervously at this one, not knowing if I would actually do so or not.
"I will. Trust me. I don't want to see your brother dead yet," Mikey, who had stayed silent, finally spoke up.
"Is Remy any good with a staff?" Came the question. He seemed eager to train once again.
"Actually, I'm probably the only one who can outsmart the Cajun with a staff," I told him, and Mikey smiled, but then his face fell, probably remembering that he didn't have his staff anymore.
"I kept your staffs," I informed him, and he seemed to get happier. "It was all I kept of everyone's possessions, the one thing I really thought mattered," they seemed satisfied. "But I also kept Perry's cologne," I added, and the taller man beside me laughed.
"Why did you keep that?" he asked, wondering what had been going through my mind.
"Reminded me of you. I kept the 5 staffs including my own, all my clothes and Perry's cologne. The cologne bottle still has the label on it," Mikey laughed this time, remembering the label that was on the bottle that said in horrible printing, "THIS IS WANDERER'S COLOGNE. IF YOU TOUCH IT AND ARE NOT WANDERER OR IF YOU ARE ABLE TO CALL WANDERER BY HIS REAL NAME AND NOT GET MAIMED DO NOT TOUCH OR YOU WILL BE MAIMED."
"Wanderer had an obsession with maiming people at the time," Mikey commented, and Perry blushed, obviously remembering the time he had made that label.
"Okay, lets stop torturing the boyfriend," I said, and he sighed in relief. We all journeyed back to the room Rogue and I shared, even though we learned that Mikey would be in a dorm somewhere else in the manor and Perry would be sharing with Remy. Now I think I'll finally find out what would happen if Remy had a roommate, even though that roommate happens to be my boyfriend. As we arrived at the room, I slid out from under my bed the 4 staffs that had been in a cloth wrapping for the last year. Out rolled the 4 metal staffs, each somewhat different but still alike in the make. Perry picked up his own black staff, stepping back and twisting it in his hands into patterns I couldn't dream of creating with my own bronze one. Mikey reached out for the pure white staff that had served him for so long, just holding it, staring at it as if he had never laid eyes on it before.
The three of us stared at the two remaining staffs, the dark silver of Giver's staff, the gleaming gold of Foster's, just reminiscing in our family, their choice to die.
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Review Responces:
The Bud: I know what you're saying. Granted, I have the mental compasity of an 83 year old woman, so even though I haven't had first person experiences in most things, I can understand. Bits of psyche in our writing? I can agree, but I tend to remove my writing from my persona. When I write, its as if I'm a different person. I guess you know what I mean. And I hope that someone out there will care about me at some time. The guy though, we're on better terms now. I can talk to him again without him walking off without warning or acting like a friend. It doesn't hurt me anymore.
Enigma Nox: I guess that makes two of us...proving points isn't easy if you have to do it in a normal way! I couldn't blame you, but you HAVE TO TELL ME ALLLLL THE DETAILS OF THAT CONCERT IF YOU EXPECT ME NOT TO TRACK YOU DOWN!!!! lol XD. Shift is probably one of my favorite characters that I've written in this story. I know I probably shouldn't have favorites among my own characters, but I do. I'll definitely read that story and review it as soon as I can. I just have been banned from fanfiction for a LONG time and I'm pissed about that, but as soon as I can, I'll get back to you. Yeah, the non-high headaches are probably from the homeplanet of the Kree. Good thinking. They probably gave me the migraine I have right now...I probably shouldn't be on a computer listening to LOUD Evanescence/Three Days Grace/Seether music right now...BUT I DON'T CARE!!! laughs manically I have to go to a babysitting job in an hour. (Fuck) I don't want to, but my parents won't give me allowance unless I make money for myself (I know, it doesn't make sense to anyone but my parents...) I 3 calculators as well. They have gotten me through so many sticky spots...AND YES WE MUST BANISH MATH! MATH IS FOR PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT IT AND WE SHOULD BANISH THEM TOO! yet again, DETAILS!!! DEEEEEEEEEEETAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WANNA KNOW ABOUT THAT CONCERT!!!!!!