Revenge is Sweet

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Like Dear Diary,

When the boyfriend is gone the cat will play. So like yesterday when Rogue used me as a footrest a new guy came in and boy was he cute! And his piercing green eyes. I like so recognized them right away. Apparently tall not so dark and handsome is Rogue's long lost half brother, Justin Talbolt Jr.

You know diary like I always figured if Rogue had a brother he'd look like Ozzy Osborne. Instead he kinda like reminds me of Gambit skin wise. You can tell the sun kissed his skin real good. I kinda want to kiss his skin, roll my hands threw his short brown hair, and like take a dip in the emerald sea of his eyes.

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Rogue Entry:

My brother came to find me. He says that I'm the only family he has blood wise. He had hoped that I was special like him. That I understood his 'gift'. He told me that when he touched people he would drain their energy. That once his flesh came across another he could make a person weaker. The time that they remained weak he was stronger. And if he held on long enough he could make a person fall asleep.

His was a weakened state of my own powers. It was easy to see that we were related I the eyes and the strength of his jaw line. Naturally his was more masculine than my own. He also had quite a temper. In that regard we were much the same. However, when I asked how he found me his answer was less than thrilling.

Knowing myself, which I do, I figure he's up to something judging by the slight shift in his eyes and the tense of his shoulders. Also when he saw my mom he looked pissed as if she were personally responsible for making his life hell.

So why was he really here? I aint stupid. I know he's up to something.

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Remy Entry:

Rouge has a brother? Really? I tried to talk to him. It was hard. It was like staring at Rogue, a very unattractive Rouge. He seemed a little defensive around me and I detected … recognition? He seemed to know me somewhat.

I think he's up to something. I wonder who sent him. I doubt he just mystically woke up and God blessed him with his sisters whereabouts if that was what he was even here for. I saw the way he looked at Rogue's hot ass …. I meant mother. Mother. If looks could kill she'd be six feet under now.

Oh and I might have to warn Pete. Kitty's sniffing around the man a little too hard and he seemed to be completely uninterested.

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Logan Entry:

I liked the new kid. I really did. That was until …

(flashback)

Logan turned the corner to see Justin (Rogue's brother) and Storm conversing. He would had paid no mind if it wasn't for her laughing. Storm laughed. Interested he inclined his ears.

"You have the complexion of chocolate."

"Thank you Justin."

"I wonder if you taste just as sweet."

"Aren't you the bold one." She raised an elegant brow.

"I like to think of it as honest."

"Honest? Incurable at best."

"You misunderstood me. I was simply wondering if I may kiss your hand."

"No."

"Please your highness."

Rolling her eyes she extended a hand to him which he kissed gently never breaking eye contact, "You do taste like chocolate."

"You flatter me." She smiled faintly.

"Hardly enough."

"What makes you assume that?" Storm asked. Her hand had still yet to leave his.

"You strike me as the type of woman who is accustomed to being treated like the Queen she is. The type of woman who has drunk from the finest goblets, slept in the softest silks, ate with the richest cutlery, dined with the noblest of men. I only wish that I was the man you would dine with."

She laughed at him, "Are you sure you do not know Gambit?"

"I have met him moments ago, but I assure you that my affection is genuine."

"Genuine huh?"

"As genuine as you are divine. May I accompany you to dinner tonight?"

She thought on it for a brief moment. Why not? Logan apparently wanted to spend his free time spying on the kid's relationship and beating the pulp out of Gambit served as his personal orgasmic release, "Sure I will go."

That was the moment that sealed Justin's doom. He never thought Gambit would move down on his to kill list , but Justin was asking for it. Coming into his territory. Later that night he would tell him what was his and what wasn't.

Later that night …

Logan knocked on his door before he came in. Justin was in a nice suit. At the moment he was trying to decide what to do with his hair.

"Hello, I don't believe we met. I'm Justin."

"Logan." He growled at jis extended hand till he pulled it back.

"Is there something you want?I know that Rogue being my sister and all …"

"Storm is mine bub."

"Is she? I didn't know she was claimed and I don't think she knows either."

"Look kid I know your knew here …"

"Don't call me kid." Justin snapped.

"Kid," he emphasized, "That woman is mine."

"We'll see. Either way were going out on a date tonight."

"No your not kid!"

"I hope you enjoy sniffing around yourself Logan because when she comes back late tonight do know is because I tapped that round, wholesome, grade-A ass. Now if you will excuse me."

He pushed past Logan. Logan stormed after him. Profanities piercing the walls until Storm came down in an elegant purple gown. Logan recalled the dress. She had worn it for him once, but he told her he was too busy to date her. Oh how he regretted it now.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"You are stunning your grace." He smiled before extending his arm to her and leading her out of the mansion. The brat had the nerve to flick him off as he shut the door.

Logan looked at his wristwatch. It was forty past three in the morning when they finally came home. He couldn't decide whether to kill Justin or confront Storm. He decided the latter. Within seconds it seemed he entered her room. She quickly pulled her robe around her. Not before he glimpsed the hiki on her chest.

"Logan what are you doing?"

"Apparently not what your doing!"

"What are you talking about?" she asked rhetorically.

"I know you shagged him. I can smell him on you!"

"Are you jealous?"

"Yes!"

"Good!"

"Good?" he stepped nearer.

"I have waited for you Logan. Day and Night. I am tired of you putting your hate for Anna's boyfriend first. I have needs! Wants!"

"I can fulfill your needs."

"That I know well. But I am not some whore you can just fuck when you feel like it! Do you think I enjoy you seeking me out once a month to shag and by the time I wake up your gone, snarling down that boy's neck! Do I even matter to you?"

"Of course you do." He said calmly.

"You do now because I've replaced you and don't even think about coming in my room uninvited again or I will have to evict you," she narrowed her eyes, "Painfully."

"You can't replace me with some punk!"

"Watch me."

"He doesn't love you Storm!"

"Oh and you do?"

"Yeah!"

"Prove it!"

He stepped closer to kiss her and she moved back.

"Not like that imbecile! Can you tell me when my birthday is? Where we first met? My favorite color? My favorite hobby?"

"That's not fair! You don't know that about me!"

Eyes narrowing further, "August 7th, a boat on the Nile, navy blue, tinkering with automobiles."

He stepped back. Ok, so maybe she did know more than he gave her credit for, but he still loved her.

"Just go." She told him.

"Please."

"I will not wait for you a moment longer."

Defeated he left.

I am going to kill him. I wish I could do it over and over again. I went to his room in the morning, kicked him out of bed, and tried to kill him. The only thing that stopped him temporarily was Rogue. I vaguely remember her telling me to stop.

I wanted to hate her too. I was so mad. If she hadn't tempted Gambit I would never be in this predicament. I yelled at her. She looked mad. I think I hurt her feelings, but I didn't care just as long as I managed to kill Justin.

She knocked my feet from under me and ran to her brother. She tried to act as a wall between me and him. I punched him barely missing her knocking over the lamp. It broke causing the only light source to disappear.

I remembered waving my claws back and forth. I didn't stop until I heard the sound of my claws sinking into flesh and Storm fling open the door with a few of the others.

"Logan!" she shrieked.

I turned to look into Justin's pained eyes. Instead she was there. My claws were in Rouge. I was too shocked to retract my claws. She was gasping for air fighting the blood running from her mouth and torso.

My claws had also hit Justin threw her. My fist was against her core. One could only imagine what that looked like.

She was coughing now. Struggling. Her eyes were looking faint. Her hand tried to reach his, but she was too weak. Her eyes were already bending upwards. That was when Justin placed her hand on Logan for him.

He was hurt too. Blood escaped him as Rouge started to absorb his healing powers.

Strangely enough I saw the veins claw upon her brother's skin, but she wasn't absorbing him. She was helping. I was pulled off by Gambit roughly. Far enough that my claws were not in her, but close enough that she could still touch me.

When she was threw I fell to the floor defeated. What had I done? From the ground I saw Gambit carry Rogue away and Storm helped Justin out. What had I done?

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Like thank god Logan's depressing entry is over. Page hog! Just because Storm broke up with him loud enough that her servants in Africa heard her doesn't mean he had to be such an ass. And pour Rogue! Today I didn't mind being Rogue's servant. She needed me.

All though it was like so hard to get past Gambit. He could be sweet when he wanted to be oh an Ms. Louisa! Hell hath no! Like she totally cursed the man out from here to the stars and like she chased him around beating him with anything she could put her hands on.

Like poor poor poor Rogue and Justin. And I am like so over him now. I see his taste is on the jungle fever side. He's so not interested in me. Sigh. Oh well I have Pete. I wonder how long it takes a letter to get from here to Russia.

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Justin Entry:

2100hrs.

I growled to myself as I left in my sports car. That wrench had saved my life. I didn't want to owe her. If anything she owed me! If it wasn't for her and her mother my father would had still been alive. It was all Anna's fault.

I refuse to blame anyone else. That bitch ruined my life! If father would have never had her he would had came back to my mother. Instead I grew up fatherless. At eighteen I joined the army to pay for college. I majored in biophysics. But even then I still held anger. My commanding officer told me to see a therapist when I was young. He said that he had never seen such hatred in a young man that had yet to descend upon the battlefield.

If anything war made me worse. I had blamed my ill fate upon my little sister. I wish that every bullet I put threw a person's head was hers.

A life for a life . And I had wanted her dead for so long so I sought her out. High and low, but alas I could not find her. Eventually I came across Sinister. Sinister told me of sister. Of her powers. Through Sinister I had learned that there were worst things than death. I only offered my help after I was sure he would torture her in the most painful of ways. And finally I had infiltrated this place. So I made a deal. Sinister would help me climb rank at my job. I would become rich and Sinister would have his new science project.

And even better her mother is here too. Maybe he could experiment on them both, those tramps deserve it.

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