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They-Call-Me-Orange – Belladonna was the real Belladonna and John was the real John, and yes the new girls are Wanda and Rogue. I respect your ideas but I for one was raised pro-choice, not that in normal circumstances I would go off and make an obortion, but anyways, as for the baby you have to read on and find out. Rogue is feeling bad but Remy will feel a bit worst lol I hope you are well and that you enjoy this. Also I have to say that your review was one of the coolest I have ever read.

Loneraven – I think you will like this chapter and that I exceed your expectations. Hope you think this was soon enough.

Midnight – Read the chapter and then tell me what you think. And please don't hate me. I shall make it all ok... later.

NaijaStrawberrie – Thank you. I hope you like this chapter too. Johnny has been a bad boy, but then again if he wasn't there wouldn't be a fic so... just sit back and enjoy the ride, but know that I'm a Jonda fan, a huge one.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

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Flashbacks

Dream

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Chapter 4 – New Beginnings

Rogue was sitting in the back seat of the stolen cab. Her new home was already in eye range. The trunk was filled with her suitcases. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she remembered what happened when she went to pick them up.

Morph dropped her off in front of the institute's gate. She got out of the car and walked over to the computer. She removed her glove. She pressed her thumb against the computer pad and the gate opened. She turned back to the car and then got in telling him to drive all the way until he reached the mansion door. Rogue once again stepped out of the car and walked towards the door. She walked in leaving the institute's key on the nearest table.

She walked upstairs to her room. Kitty was there and she was confused about why Rogue was packing. She kept trying to ask the Goth what was going on but she just ignored the girl's cries. Kitty sighed. Rogue wasn't going to listen. A smile curved upon her lips. Rogue would listen to someone. Kitty left the room in search of Rogue's brother.

By the time they got there Rogue had already lined up three filled suitcases and was loading a backpack.

"Rogue! Vat is going on! Vhere are you going!" Kurt asked as he rubbed the sleep right out of his eyes.

"I'm leaving!" Rogue stated simply, not even bothering to look at him. Kurt's eyes widened and his lip started to quiver.

"Vhere are you going?" He repeated. He could feel tears welling in his eyes. Rogue couldn't leave him here. They were supposed to be a family.

"As far away from here as possible." Rogue muttered. She spoke with no emotion in her voice. It was if she had given up and stopped caring.

"Like...Why?" Kitty asked with a frown. "Did like, you and Gambit had like a fight and like broke up! Cause me and Lance have them all the time and we always end up getting back together." Kitty spoke with her most persuasive voice.

Rogue laughed at that. She finally looked at her room-mate and her brother in the eyes. They both gasped at what they saw. Her make up was running. She had been crying. They had never seen her like this. She looked so weak and so fragile. Whatever happened between Rogue and Remy had a lasting effect on her. She never seemed to be human, mortal or emotional. Now, she looked dead and empty. She looked as if she found out who Risty really was all over again.

"Goodbye." Rogue whispered as she passed them. Her bags followed her in the air. She was using the telekinesis that she borrowed from Jean awhile back.

As she walked by, all the students stopped and stared at her, whispering things. At the end of the hall she saw the two star students, Jean Grey and Scott Summers, holding hands. As soon as they noticed that Rogue was looking at them, Jean removed her hand, which caused Scott to give her a strange look.

"Rogue what is going on? Where are you going?" Jean demanded as she stood in front of the Southern girl.

"I'm leaving." Rogue announced, looking at Jean.

Jean opened her mouth to say something but ended up closing it again. 'It's because of me and Scott probably... but how did she find out!' Jean thought with sorrow. .

«It's not because of you two! And Ah hate to burst your bubble but everyone knows! Ah just wahnt tah ask yuh one thing, take care of him. » Rogue projected into Jean's mind as she moved the redhead out of the way and continued walking.

As she walked by Scott at the end of the hall, she simply muttured a "Take care of yoahself" to him. With silence, she finally exited the mansion doors.

As she was half way towards the cab she sensed someone behind her. The smell of cigars gave him away. She didn't have to turn around to know it was Logan.

"Where are you goin' Stripes?" Wolverine questioned.

Rogue looked back, knowing he wasn't going to let her leave. She smiled and hugged him. She sighed as she removed one of her gloves. She grasped the back of his neck. Logan collapsed.

"Sorry." Rogue whispered..

'Tahme to start over!' Rogue thought as she heard the voices of the mansion pleading her not to go. One tiny voice said something in the back of her head.

"Je suis désolé, mon amour. Je suis désolé.." (1)

At the Acolytes base

Remy walked into the base. Hatred was emanating from every single inch of him. A blonde was following closely behind him. He tried desperately to lose her in traffic but the psycho did everything to follow him. She skipped red lights, drove in the sidewalks, and almost ran over people, all the while trying to call him in his mobile. He was the definition of anger right now. She was the reason that he might never get back together with the love of his life.

"Remy... look at dis one. Isn't it beautiful! I will look great in it, but we need to discuss de date. I was t'inkin of Valentine's Day. So many celebrities are marrying on dat date..." Belladonna kept saying as she followed him to his room, carrying a bridel magazine.

Remy had tears running down his face as he thought of Rogue. She must have been feeling terrible. She had gotten the wrong idea and he needed to explain. Belladonna had probably filled her head with lies. He hated that woman. He wanted her to disappear from the earth. He never wanted to see her again. He never wanted to hear her voice again. He needed to do something, but he wasn't sure what.

As he reached his room, Remy opened the door. He slammed it shut. Remy went straight to the phone and dialled Rogue's number. He slowly sat on his bed while he waited for someone to pick up.

"Hello?" answered Kitty's voice. She didn't seem so perky as always. Something in her voice told him that something had happened.

"Is Rogue dere?" Remy asked with a whisper.

"No! She like left because of you! What did you like do to her?" Kitty demanded. Remy could hear someone talking in the background. It sounded like several people were fighting over the phone. Suddenly, another voice came on.

"What did you do to Rogue, you bastard?" Scott exclaimed, his words iced with anger. He sighed and attempted to ask about Rogue again. However, another fight ensued and someone else spoke on the phone.

"Vhatever you did to my sister, you can be sure I vill make you pay for it!" Kurt yelled. Before Remy could say anything else, another voice came on. He groaned.

"I hope, for your sake, that you sleep with one eye open because I will be paying you a visit and know this, I'm the best at what I do." Logan snarled. Remy swallowed hard as he heard Logan hang up. He looked down at the phone and noticed it was glowing pink. He watched as it rose up in the air and smashed against the wall.

"I...will... not... stand... by... as... you... talk... to... dat... bitch!" Belladonna said slowly as she squeezed the sides of her skirt until her finger tips were white. "You are MINE!"

Remy got up, his head low. He stood in front of Belladonna. He looked up at her. He wished his eyes could burn holes right through the wretched woman. He grabbed her arms with all of his strength and pushed her up against the wall.

"Don't you ever say anything about her! Understand!" Remy yelled as he shoker, he then removed her watch and charged it "Becouse if you do..." he then tru the watch in the air and it blow up, not leaving a single trace of it's existence "I will kill you!"

Back at the Green Oasis hotel

Wanda walked in the hotel and picked up her stuff. 'Good thing I had already packed.' Wanda thought with a roll of her eyes.

As she was about to leave she noticed a copy of one of John's books. He had written two until now. She picked it up and shoved it in her purse. And walked out. She had a lot of work to do and a person to screw over.

Acolyte's base

John was lying in his bed. He was confused. He loved Wanda but he loved Amara too. He knew that he couldn't keep them both and every fiber in his body said that being with Wanda was a bad idea but he couldn't help but to get attached to her, to fall even deeper in love with her.

There was no way Wanda would give him another chance and he could easily get Amara back. All he would have to do would be come up with another lie. However, that would be too easy. The thing he hated about Amara was that she was too easy to lie to. She always forgave him. He liked that she was never mad at him, but he hated it at the same time.

Sure he loved her, but thoughts of Wanda clouded his judgement. He wanted them both. He wanted to have both Amara and Wanda. He knew in his heart who he really wanted. Who he wanted was Wanda. However, it seemed that fate had made the choice for him. Maybe it was all for the best he thought as he drifted into a deep sleep.

John woke up and by his side laid Wanda. She looked so peaceful and beautiful sleeping, with her hair all messy. He couldn't help but smile. He noticed the sparkling ring on her finger. They were married now.

He looked at the clock, it was half past ten. She should already be up. He kissed her on the forehead slightly and whispered her name. She stirred a little but kept on sleeping. He grinned and kissed her on the lips. Her sapphire eyes fluttered open.

"And how is my love today?" Wanda asked as she rolled over into him, covering his face with kisses.

"Very... very good." John said smiling as Wanda placed her legs on each of his sides.

"Mommy... Daddy..." John heard someone say.

"I guess he is up. We do this later tonight." Wanda said as she got off her husband.

At that moment a five year old boy ran into the room and jumped into bad, hugging John. The boy had saphire eyes like his mother, and orange hair like him. His skin colour and features were also very similar to John's.

"I love you daddy. I want to be just like you when I grow up." The boy announced with a smile.

"What's your name?" John asked as he looked at the boy.

He grinned. Suddenly, it felt as if a fog was swallowing him whole. He could still hear the child say "My name is…" and then nothing.

John turned left, Wanda was still there. She smiled but then that smile that John loved so much turned into a frightening smirk. He gasped as he witnessed Wanda's hand raise in the air only to slam against his stomach. He looked down and saw a dagger buried in his flesh.

"That is for what you did to me. It hurts doesn't it!" He hear Wanda say but then she too was engulfed by fog. She disappeared.

John looked at his stomach and whimpered as the blood from inside him flowed onto the clean bed sheets. He felt so weak. He knew he was about to die. Now he couldn't see anything except for a light at the end of the tunnel. Then…

...he woke up.

Later on at the secret base

Rogue has arrived a few hours ago. She had gone straight to her room. Morph has been kind enough to show it to her.

It had purple walls and a green ceiling. All the furniture was black and had a Japanese feel to it. The double bed was very low and it had two bed side tables, a dresser with bed sheets, and many comforters.

There was also a fireplace and a few dark purple couches separated from the rest of the room by a few steps. In front of them was a glass coffee table and directly under it, was a carpet in several shades of the same colour. From her private living room there was two doors, one for her private bathroom, and the other was a walk in closet. Rogue went in and examined them both.

The bathroom was all white and had black facilities. It had cabinets, two sinks, a hydro massage tub, and a toilet. Inside the cabinet was everything she could need, from shampoo, to tampons, to moisturisers and hairdryers.

That walk in closet was truly exceptional, it had all white walls and floor along with very large black shelves and drawers. They all formed a U. In the middle was a vanity mirror and directely under it there were several more drawers, filled with make-up.

"Humn... Rogue!" Morph called as he poked his head inside of the Southern Goth's room.

"Yeah..." Rogue mumbled as she exited the walk in closet.

"The newbie is here and Sinny said that you should join us in the planning room in ten, to meet the rest of the guys." Morph announced as he perked an eyebrow at the scarf that Rogue was holding.

Rogue noticed his expression and perked an eyebrow as well.

"Ah'm still settling in... unpacking." She spat with a roll of her eyes. "Ah will be there Morph. Bye."

"You know something Rogue... you are not a bombshell but you are kind of cute... for a freak that is." Morph commented with a smirk. He quickly closed the door before the hairbrush Rogue threw could hit him.

At that time

"And here is your room, miss Maximoff. I expect you in ten in the planning room to introduce you to the team." Mr. Sinister said as he closed the bedroom door.

Wanda looked around. The room was a dream.

The walls were blood red and both the ceiling and the floor were black. The drapes were a transparent red with a few velvet roses on it. The entire furniture was wood painted black. There was a large black canopy bed. A dresser held the same kind of sheets, blankets and comforters as the others.

There was also a private living room like in the others, but her couches were black leather. The coffee table was black with a glass surface and the carpet under it was all black with a few cool blood red drawings.

Wanda's eyes encountered something that made her frown slightly. There was a fireplace. At first she thought that it had to come off, but then she decided against it. She wanted to get up every morning and look at it. She knew it would remind of John and what he did to her. The fireplace would help her remember the reason she was there in the first place.

Snapping out of her daze, she decided to check out the two doors that were in both the sides of the fireplace. One was a bathroom and the other was a walk in closet.

The bathroom was all white with a black marble floor. All the facilities were black and had black marble surrounding them. She quickly checked the cabinets and verified that Dr. Essex had covered all her necessities.

Getting bored she decided to check the closet. She dumped all of her clothes on the floor and then started to organize them. Putting the T-shirts, tops and sweaters on the shelves, her underwear in drawers and hanging up her jackets, skirts, and pants all organized by side and colour.

At the Acolyte's base

Magneto had assembled a meeting. All the members of the Brotherhood, minus Wanda, were there, sitting down waiting patiently. The door snapped open and Piotr made his entrance. He frowned slightly at the other people in the room. He looked over at Magneto. He wasn't saying anything. Piotr sighed and sat down. He knew better than to say anything.

It was then that Remy walked in, behind him was a curvy blond with ruby lips. Everyone frowned at her. Different thoughts were going through their minds.

'Nice piece of ass.' Pietro thought with a smirk as he checked out her almost bare breasts.

'Pretty like Jean.' Fred thought as he muched on a burger he had brought along for the meeting.

'I'll stick to my pretty Kitty.' Lance thought as he went back to glaring at Magneto.

'Kind of slutty...' Toad thought as he went back at his usual "thinking of Wanda" look.

Piotr simply perked an eyebrow at the situation.

"Who the hell are you?" Magneto asked angrily. He had always told Remy to keep his girlfriends away from the base. Remy had always agreed to that. Magneto wondered who this blonde girl and why she caused him to go against orders.

Remy took his usual seat and observed as Belladonna made her way near him. He rolled his eyes.

"I'm Remy's fiancée." The blonde answered with a smile as she sat on Remy's lap. At that moment Remy was already beyond angry. He simply pushed her off him. She attempted to glare at him but as soon as she saw that he was absolutely ignoring her she gave up. Magneto was about to lash out at the blonde when yet again the door opened and same as always a red head pocked in. Unlike always, he was not grinning. Infact, he had dark circles around his eyes. Pietro glared at the Australian. I wasn't one of his ordinary glares either. It was a death glare. He looked at John the same way his sister did when she had her old memories.

Pyro looked around at the strange sight before him. His eyes widened as he saw someone he didn't know. He stared at the blonde.

"No Girls allowed!" John blurted with a toothy grin as Mystique simply glared at him.

Pietro stood up in a fit of rage and using his super speed punched the Pyro before he even set both his feet into the room.

"You deceive my sister and make her leave home and you are still in the mood to make jokes!" Pietro shouted as he continued to pummel John with his fast fists.

'How did he find out about me and Wanda?' Pyro wondered as he was taken a back. The two had decided to never tell anyone. No one would have approved.

Magneto froze at the name of his daughter. He glared at his lackey and frowned at the thought of the two of them together. How dare he disobey his orders? He had always told his acolytes not to bother his daughter. John would be severly punished for this.

"Pyro! What were you..." Magneto growled.

"Doing with Wanda!" Pietro finished looking back at his father "That is exacly what I asked the first time I saw them together... So you can imagine my surprise as I was walking along one night from a date and saw the two of them go into a hotel. Together. Hugging and all around making out."

He then turned to John and kept on speaking as he watched as the Australian's expression turn into one of fear and his father's turn into one of hate "And since I saw them together on a few other occasions I know it wasn't a one time thing. Today I saw her leave with all her stuff. It was you wasn't it! You are the reason she left! You deserve to suffer!"

(1) I'm sorry, my love. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for the lame chapter but I promise that next one will be better, at least I hope so... as for the baby you will have to wait but you will find out what is going to happen. Anyways, I hope you let me know what you think in a review. Constructive criticism is always welcome and it helps a lot when it comes to inspiration.

Lots of love

Anna