Authors note: Well here's the next chapter as promised, I'm going to show Gambits reaction as a flash back, the present time for the story is 12 years after the explosion.
Courtney Summers: Thanks! Lol I'm glad your enjoying the story so far I was worried it wasn't going to come out well.
Temari's Angle: I'm glad it caught your attention, here's the next chapter. I'm hoping to update at least once a week if not more.
Water Raven: Ohh I didn't mean to make you cry! Sorry, lol and you'll just have to wait and see what happened to the twins.
Laceylou76: hehe I took your advice thank you! Hehe be forewarned though I think this chapter sucks cause I'm no good with angst, so bear with me on this one.
Chapter 1: Memoirs and Rain
Rogue stood silently staring out the window watching as the rain thundered against the window sill. It was always weather like this that made her depressed, though she was never genuinely in a good mood anymore. She sighed and glanced at her wall clock, it was well past midnight and Remy still hadn't yet returned from his so called 'errand', he went on a lot of those lately and his breath always lingered of alcohol after. Though Rogue couldn't blame him after watching him collapse when he found out the news, just the mere thought of it made her shutter. In all truth she didn't know how she lived with herself or how he still lived with her for that matter.
The X-Jet hovered over the tropic forest silently preparing for take off. The mission was simple and had gone over smooth, with few to no problems, well that was until the anxious voice of the professor had echoed through Jeans head.
'Jean I need you and the others to report back to the mansion as quick as possible.'
Jean had stopped mid-sentence as his voice entered her head, the others on the X-Jet looked on suddenly as her face fell.
'Professor, what's going on?' Jean quickly replied. She heard the professor sigh and felt something like mental strain and pain rush through her head, something was really wrong.
'it's hard to explain, but, well, just be braced to deal with Gambit when you get here, along with Wolverine and Kurt. It's the twins...' With that the professors voice faded into the distance leaving a startled Jean staring at Gambit. The Cajun raised an eyebrow at the young red headed physic. Jean's eyes slowly moved from him to Kurt then finally landed on Wolverine. She shook her head and turned back to face the controls she truly hoped everyone was okay, she couldn't bring herself to tell them about the professor's message fearing the worst.
"Jean, vhat was that about?" Kurt's voice piped in, curiosity coating his thick German accent.
"I...'"Jean stopped "I don't know but the professor sounded anxious." Kurt's brows came together.
"Did he say vhat about?" Kurt chimed again the sound of nervousness replacing the curiosity.
Jean sucked in a heavy breath '"He said it had something to do with the twins.." No sooner had the words left her mouth Gambit was up on his toes red eyes flaring.
"Qu'est-ce qu'il a dit de mon ange filles?" His voice was filled with panic and rage, but was soon overcome when Logan's voice cut through the tension.
"Sit you damn Cajun, the sooner you do the quicker we can get there to find out." the coldness of Logan's voice left everyone speechless as his claws kept pulling and pushing against his skin, the soft click as they unsheathed themselves and as they retracted themselves. They had never heard such an emotion come from Logan, Gambit growled bitterly before sitting down unable to stop moving, he had a horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"They were killed this morning in an explosion.." the professor's words echoed through Gambit's head leaving him breathless, this couldn't be happening it just couldn't. He looked to Rogue for some hint of a cruel joke. Yes that's what it was a cruel joke and his two daughters were safe and sound in their rooms But as he looked Rogue over he knew it wasn't so, her eyes were swollen red and as he looked at her, she shot her head in the opposite direction sobs racking her form. So Gambit did the only thing he could do at the time, he felt his knees give way as he collapsed onto the carpeted floor his mind twirling and screaming at some greater being just to steal his life to end this cruelty.
Behind him he could hear Kurt's outraged and furious voice, "Nein nein das kann nicht passieren, meine süße Nichten, was hat die kalte Hand des Glaubens tun?" Kurt's quickly went from rage to sorrow as he fell back against the wall, the shock knocking him back. He slowly shook his head from side to side this couldn't be happening their was no way.
Logan on the other hand had stormed out of the room curse words echoing loud and clear through out the base as he contemplated ways to kill the sorry bastard who had stolen his 'grand daughters' away. Everyone avoided stepping into his path.
Yet Gambit despite his years of burying his emotions and fighting off the pain and tears all came forward as he lay collapsed on the carpeted floor of the office as he whispered his daughters names over and over again until he had been forced up by Kurt's sturdy hand as Kurt's course voice rang through his ears, "Ich hoffe, der Herr hat einen süßen Platz für sie im Himmel für diese verdammt grausame Welt getroffen hat, sie wegzuwerfen." Remy hadn't the slightest clue as to their meaning but found comfort in them and it would be the only comfort he would find in years from it.
She fingered the glass with a gloved finger, after the shock had hit her, her powers had reverted back to square one, and she had withdrew herself from the world once again except this time there was no comfort that could be given. Remy had lost it and had locked himself away from the world for the first year after the incident and did not speak to anyone, hell he would have died had Rogue not pestered him to eat though she found little motivation to do so herself.
You could often find him though sitting on Eclaire's bed staring around the room whispering things to the thin air as though his daughters were still there. After a year of their sulking though, Kitty had tried to pull them away from the past and to move onto the future to possibly start a new life, new home, new kids...but as those words had left Kitty's mouth she had regretted them because she was pinned against the wall by Rogue her dark glare unforgiving for even thinking such things. To Rogue her Aire and Bella were all there was and all there was going to be. She had reluctantly agreed to let Kitty live after some prying from Logan who, even in his calm nonchalant manner was hurting just as much as the others.
Rogue hated herself, so much that at one time she had tried to get herself killed by throwing the danger room into overdrive, Logan had to save her from that one and she had spent the next eight weeks in the infirmary, this incident had sent Remy over the edge quickly snapping him from his daze back to a somewhat living being, he had to protect Rogue that was all he had left of his shattered life though still at times he would feel the weakness rise and would drown it quickly away in alcohol. Rogue didn't mind seeing as it was his way of getting away but she still hated waking up every morning to see it slowly eating away at him that he could never have them back.
The funeral it what had be the hardest. Rogue couldn't bring herself to go and locked herself away in her room, whilst Remy bit his lip and went he did not speak at all during the entire thing. The entire mansion attended and were tear ridden to watch the two girls be buried in the forest near the mansion. The thought of ones so young being taken still fresh in their minds. Jean had tried to comfort Remy but to no avail and had quickly stepped away for once knowing her boundaries. Kurt had spent a fortnight praying for them on their sullen graves topped with the cement statue of angels he was hurt almost as much as Rogue. As for Wolverine no one saw him for three months after the incident, then out of nowhere he showed back up on the door step no words were exchanged just silent understanding as he made his way to his untouched room. Remy had slowly became himself again, in ways. He never blamed Rogue only himself and it left her hurting.
She never told him about the dream though, afraid he would snap and kill her right on the spot, not that she didn't deserve it. Her life had return to somewhat normal, she at least able to act human when the time came, but still deep down something still bothered her about that stormy night, she had lied to her daughter and it still burned her, somehow there had to be some way for her to repent for that sin, but no ideas came to mind.
In the thick rain she caught sight of a red bike pulling into the drive, Remy. She flipped her hair back plastering a fake smile on her face she had to be strong for her broken family, for now anyway until she could figure out a way to fix things, what she didn't know was that soon her chance would arrive to get her life back but she had to play the cards right....
Qu'est-ce qu'il a dit de mon ange filles- What did he say about my angel daughters
Nein nein das kann nicht passieren, meine süße Nichten, was hat die kalte Hand des Glaubens tun-
No no this can't be happening, my sweet nieces what has the cold hand of faith done?
Ich hoffe, der Herr hat einen süßen Platz für sie im Himmel für diese verdammt grausame Welt getroffen hat, sie wegzuwerfen- I hope the lord has found a sweet place for them in heaven for this damned cruel world has taken them away.
Okay! So that's it for chapter 1, promise next chapter will bring in more action and such this is mostly background knowledge I had to get out of the way, I intend to update either today or tomorrow!