Chapter 4-Enclosed spaces
"HANK" yelled Rogue in a worried voice, a huge blue beast came into
the room with his glasses on the top of his head and looked mildly surprised to
see her in there.
"What can I do for you Rogue?" he looked over at her, she then nodded
downward to where Remy was lying in her arms, knocked unconscious. She them
wondered how he could not have noticed him right when he walked in, but gave it
no more thought
"Well, let us put Mr.Lebeau on the table and see how he's doing." She
then placed him on the table on his muffiny ass (hahahaha), not gently but also
not rough. He then went around and checked his heart and placed his hand around
his chest to find broken bones.
"Well it looks like there's not that much damage here, he's only broken a
rib and bruised another one. He'll be able to get out of here tomorrow." He
said to rogue with much happiness
"Grreat" Mumbled Rogue and was kicked back into reality by Hank
clearing his throat.
"And.um. how exactly did this happen Miss. Darklhome?" he looked at
her from over his glasses and looked at her with slight disappointment
She looked at him straight in the eye "I threw him off the roof" and
looked back at Remy
Hank smiled and nodded "Well next time when you get angry at my students
please refrain from throwing them off the roof" She smirked and nodded not
saying another word until Remy muttered in his sleep.
"Sea monkey took my money" and turned over on his side. Rogue was
chuckling and almost cracked a smile, but them frowned at the thought of when
Remy had seen earlier that day. She was still weak from having been drained.
Hank looked at her in worry "Why don't you go up and get some rest, he'll
be fine by tomorrow night when you awake. Please, maybe get something to drink
you look a little tired."
She looked at him and looked at her shaking hand, she then nodded and walked
straight out of the room, to get some food and return to her room.
She walked out of the lab and straight to the kitchen, where she grabbed
another water bottle full of blood. When she turned around she heard kitty just
walking into the kitchen. Not really caring if she was they're sat down on the
counter and watched her walk into the room.
"Like, Hi Rogue!, like what are you still doing up its almost dawn?"
she asked a with a concern voice, Rogue looked up at her, then looked out of
the window and saw that the sun was almost rising. She grabbed her bottle and
put in the pocket of her trench coat and nodded to kitty for a basic look of
thanks.
Rogue rushed up the stairs, on her way up she bumped into Scott. She shook her
head and glared at him, she hated that smug look on his face, the "I'm so
perfect and Jean is my Perfect queen just please kiss my ass." She looked
up and saw that he was looking at her with concern, well his eyebrows were
wrinkled, but you couldn't see his eyes because of his sunglasses.
"Hey rogue are you okay?" he touched her shoulder in another
concerned look.
She yanked her arm back and snapped back at him "Why is everybody freaking
up at dawn?" She didn't even want to hear an answer and walked straight
into her room after dodging a few people in the hallway. She then lay down on
her bed and glared up at the ceiling, *Why do I feel so bad about doing that to
Remy, even though he did deserve it! * She sighed and took out her water
bottle. She drank greedily; since they drained her she was extremely thirsty. She
then looked across the room where a huge carving was made into the wall. It was
in the shape of a boat with a line going straight through it and off of that
line were other little lines.
She glared at it and then looked in the other direction quickly, she never
wanted to be reminded of that "place" again. At least all they do is
take blood from her once every 2 months. Its better that being back in.*JUST
FORGET IT* she shouted to herself.
She then looked to the other side of her room, where a huge closet lay, inside
of that was her coffin. She only used it if she was really in danger, or if she
felt like it. IT was one of things that made her feel safe; the enclosed spaces
always made her feel better.
Her coffin could fit two people easily; too bad she would never use the extra
space, except for when she rolled around. She had always wanted a "partner
in crime" as she said. *Why am I thinking depressing thoughts*
She sighed and turned around in her bed again this time to face the 3rd wall of
her 4 walls surrounding her. The other wall was just a plain wall; she liked
this one the best. In the middle of it, though were a couple pictures.
Even though suspicion said that vampire's couldn't see their reflection, they
can. It depended on their mood, if she was depressed or, if she just found out
she was a vampire, she couldn't see her reflection. But if she knew how to
control them, which she did, then she could. No one would like to know that
they couldn't see their reflection, to see how they looked.
She looked back up at the pictures and saw about 10 pictures. One was of the
whole x-men team, she had drawn it and colored it, it was in a huge frame that
was in the middle of everything. She even captured their personality; she was
also in the picture, she was standing in the way back with her trench coat on
and her arms crossed. She looked.deadly but longingly to be a part of the team.
She then looked at the picture, then got up off the bed and took it off the
wall. It was now not up to date, she needed to add Remy. She took the picture
out of the frame and walked to her art desk. It was covered with pastels, chalk
and colored pencils. He painting was of a combination of all three. She sat
down on the stool and started to draw Remy in the other side of her, the only
open space.
She then drew an outline of his body, and his face, but realized it was 9 in
the morning and she had to go to bed. She sighed and slid back into her bed,
leaving her drawing there until tomorrow, when she had to return to the
confines of her room.
After about 10 minutes of restless sleeping she turned her head back to the 3rd
wall. There was now a huge hole missing among the pictures. She saw most of the
pictures were of the X-men around the house, smiling at the camera with there
friends. She then saw a couple pictures of her sitting from far away reading a
book.in the daylight.
This was one of her most favorite picture, it was the last day that she was
able to see the sunlight, she loved that picture. It showed her the way she was
before she was this-thing. She put that to the back of her mind, the next
picture was of her old family. If you could call them that, it was Mystique and
Irene holding her while she was about 7 years old. Mystique was in her original
form and Irene had her glasses off. Little Rogue was sitting in the middle of
them with a huge smile on her face, her white streaks always present. Mystique
and Irene were also smiling and both holding Rogue.
She smiled at that picture, she loved both her foster mothers. Mystique didn't
really do anything to her, she loved and cared for her. She understood why she
lied to her and made sure she wasn't an X-Men, they were her archrivals. Why
would you want your own daughter to be one, she saw her mom on occasions.
Rogue sighed and stopped looking at the pictures, they were memories of the
past, that's all they are. You don't worry about your past but worry about your
future, you can change that, and you can't change your past. That was one of
her rules, along with never let anyone get close. That was with her past
mutation but she still stuck to it, if you don't let anybody in to your heart
they can't break it.
**Down to the lab**
Remy awoke with a grown, he opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a huge
white room with a huge X symbol everywhere. He tried to sit up but he looked
down at his ribs and saw a line of bruises along his stomach, he decided not
too. He tried to remember how he got here, he closed his eyes to see if he
could concentrate better that way.
**Flashback** He flew off the roof, not knowing how high it was, it looked and
saw Rogue looking at him in malice, but then realizing what she did looked
extremely worried, he then felt the impact of the ground on his stomach. He
must have turned around when he landed because he felt extreme pain on his
stomach, but didn't pass out immediately.
He heard Rogue jump off the roof and land right by his side, when she did pick
him up gently, he did pass out.
**Back to Reality **
He sighed and knew that he disserved that and looked around the room and saw a
huge beast walk to him with a white lab coat on.
"Hello Mr. Lebeau, well it looks like you have quite a predicament here. But
it seems that when you feel of the 5 story roof, you did pretty well."
Remy took all this in for a second, * Five stories! Mon Dieu that fille was mad
at moi *
Hank took out a vile and handed it to him "This will cure your ribs by
tonight but it will make you fell sleepy, after you take this go to sleep and
when you wake up you will be in perfect shape again"
Remy nodded and took the contents of the vile and set it down, he then rolled
over and fell asleep, at the exact same time Rogue did.