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Chapter 22: Danger Room Siege- Part 6- Remy vs. Rogue

Northern Portion of the Danger Room, Xavier Institute, Bayville, NY- May 15, 12:43 AM

Meanwhile, in the northern part of the Danger Room, Rogue was fighting Remy one-on-one, having come a few minutes ago to take over for Logan, who was now unconscious thanks to a combination of Remy and Pietro's attacks. She had swooped in and tried to grab Logan as he was about to be taken away by Pietro but had been distracted by one of Remy's cards, which had hit her in the right shoulder.

Rogue had then forgotten about Logan for the moment and had concentrated on beating Remy. However, at the moment she was having a real difficult time, because although she was in the air, Remy had used his empathic abilities to make her let her guard down, and although she was mentally fighting him, she was losing the battle.

"Remy, why in tha hell are yah doin' this ta meh?" asked Rogue as she desperately fought to get herself out the empathic trance he had put her in so she could get in an attack, but nothing seemed to work.

She was so focused on trying to get out of the trance that she didn't notice five cards charged with kinetic energy heading towards her until it was too late and she was unable to dodge. Rogue screamed in pain as she felt the cards somehow get past her invulnerable skin and burn her, and the pain broke her trance. Rogue's eyes focused on the now worried Cajun, who was trying to smile apologetically as his eyes showed worry for her, but Rogue didn't fall for it.

"Gambit, yah are goin' ta pay for that!" yelled Rogue as she began to fly in to tackle him, but Remy jumped to the side and Rogue flew right into the wall, rubble raining down on top of her and burying her.

After a few minutes Rogue dug herself out of the rubble and ran towards Remy, ready to throw a punch to his jaw, but to her surprise he stopped her fist with his hand. No matter how much Rogue tried, she could not budge Remy's hand, and Remy just held Rogue's fist in place, not minding the pain he was feeling as his bones began to crack under the pressure from the amount of strength Rouge was exerting.

Remy stared into Rogue's emerald eyes and felt himself begin to feel a bit confused, as if his own emphatic abilities were being used against him.

After a few minutes his eyes glazed over and his grip on Rogue's fist loosened and Rogue took this as the signal to punch Remy in the jaw; which she did quite hard. Remy was sent flying into the rubble from when Rogue had crashed into the wall, and a few minutes later he climbed out, a large gash present on his forehead and blood dripping from it.

"Merde (Shit)," muttered Remy as he felt the blood dripping down his face, and then he reached inside his coat pocket and brought out a black and red bandanna, which he tied around the cut to stop the bleeding. He then turned to face Rogue and said, "Chère, tha' was not very nice, non?"

Rogue snorted and replied, "Since when have Ah eveh been nice ta yah, Swamp Rat?" Rogue then charged once more toward Remy and prepared to deliver a finishing punch to his jaw, but was hit in the arms and legs by a few well-aimed cards. Rogue cried out as she felt pain surge through her and fell to the ground, wondering once more how Remy had gotten past her invulnerable skin.

"Désolé, chère," (Sorry, my dear.) said Remy as he powered up another of his cards and moved closer to Rogue, his red-on-black eyes never leaving her pain-filled face as it stared up at him, anger and hatred burning in eyes that never showed her pain.

"C'est (It is) de only way Remy knows how to fight y' so tu (you) aren' injured." Remy then threw another card at Rogue, but this time she caught it and threw it back at him, catching him off guard as he jumped out of the way of the explosion.

"A little too late for that, don' yah think?" asked Rogue grimly, wincing in pain as she got to her feet. After a moment of wobbling she shook her head to clear it and charged once more at Remy, making sure this time to dodge all of his cards.

Just when she was about to land a solid blow to the chest she felt something hit her in the stomach and she fell to the ground once more, clutching her stomach in pain as she tried to catch her breath.

Remy then retracted his Bo pole and knelt beside her, making sure to keep his hands covered, and gently stroked her face. At the moment they touched a shock ran through both of them causing them both to start and stare at each other with confusion visible to anyone who would have taken the time to look, and each felt like time had frozen.

Then, as if time had suddenly unfrozen, Rogue felt her strength return and with a speed that matched Pietro's she landed a punch to the jaw and got to her feet once more. When Remy took out his Bo pole again she grabbed one side while he grabbed the other, and they began to struggle for control over it.

Rogue took a glance at the other X-Men and saw everyone unconscious except for herself and Xavier. Each team was in one of three metal cages being guarded by Wanda, John, and Todd. She noticed the remainder of the Brotherhood and Acolytes watching the battle between Jason and Xavier.

'Mah gawd,' thought Rogue as she focused on trying to take the pole away from the Cajun, along with blocking any punches of Remy's that he managed to throw at her and reflected them back at him.

'Everyone's been knocked out 'cept for me et (and) tha Professor. Even "Miss Perfect Jean" has been knocked out. Ah wonder what's goin' to happen to us if we all lose…' thought Rogue as she began to throw a few punches as well and they, unlike Remy's, made contact.

Rogue then managed to land another solid punch to Remy's jaw, and then one to his stomach. Remy staggered back and wiped the blood from his mouth and on seeing that Rogue had his pole took out a few cards and began to charge them up, ignoring the pain still present in his hand from blocking Rogue's punch earlier. Remy threw them but watched in a mix of surprise and amusement as she dodged them all and also caught one and blew it out with her breath.

'Merde, she is one hell of a woman,' thought Remy as he watched this, and then started as he realized that Rogue was once more charging towards him. He dodged all of her punches, but when one hit him in the stomach he fell to his knees in pain. He knew defeat was near, and bowed his head in defeat, waiting for the final blow, but it never came.

Remy opened his eyes and looked up to find Rogue with her mouth wide open just standing there, and he realized something had happened. Rogue then fell, but didn't hit the ground as Remy caught her, and with his gloved hand wiped away a loose white bang that had fallen across her face, tucking it behind her ear.

As Rogue lost consciousness, she could feel someone touching her face softly and opened her eyes long enough to see red-on-black eyes staring worriedly at her, but then fell unconscious. Remy looked up to see who had taken out Rogue and saw Fred there with his fist raised.

"You all right, LeBeau?" asked Fred in concern as he saw the blood seeping out from under Remy's bandanna.

"Oui, Remy be fine, but is everyone else unconscious aussi (also)?" replied Remy as he got to his feet, Rogue cradled in his arms and away from any part of his torn uniform that could possibly touch her skin.

"Follow me," instructed Fred as he walked over to a small, empty fourth cage that Fred and Piotr had quickly put together, and told Remy to put Rogue in the cage, which he did, and they turned to see Xavier lose to a combination of attacks by Jason and Erik.