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Foolish Hearts
By Southern Nightingale
The Reunion - Part Two
Rogue wiped dry the last plate on the deck after breakfast the next day and sighed. She
saw birds behind
the barrier flying near the window across her. Oh how she envied them.
Someday, Ah'm gonna break out, runaway, Mystique can't live or rule mah life alone, Hell
Ah hav'
dreams! Ah always dream ta live mah life alone, live in a paradise ... an' have someone .
Rogue hung at that thought. Someone, yes, she's going to have someone to love. She was
determined.
She's going to be like any girl ... woman. She didn't care a damn if she's a mutant.
That's outside, deep
inside was human, she knew to love, hate and care.
She suddenly heard a creak open of the door on the main section, she didn't hear a slam
sound.
Rogue stopped on what she was doing. Who could evah break in t' house?
Must be Mystique ... Rogue frowned.
"Hey sweetie pie!" A gruff voice called.
Rogue put down the plate. Ah knew that voice.
Rogue ran to the living room and saw, she was right, Fred Dukes, better known as Blob and
St. John
Allerdyce, Pyro, two henchmen of Mystique in the Brotherhood, the television was opened.
"Well, well, well, what are Laurel and Hardy doing here" Rogue snickered and
forced herself not to lose her
temper to the two which she think are worthless.
"Shut up kid, we are asked by ya're mother t'babysit you" Pyro answered.
Baby-sit? Ugh Mystique Ah hate you! "Ah don' need anyone! Ah'm not a kid! Now scram
befoah Ah
pouch ya like eggs!"
"Oooooh, I'm scared" Blob chuckled, but Pyro nudged him. He must have remembered
when Rogue had
beat them two, one manned without even hurting herself.
"You wouldn't want yer mother to reprimand ya again right?" Blob shot back.
Rogue's eyes flashed with anger. Why does Mystique hav' ta do this, She's stealin' mah
privacy!
"For all Ah care! Ah don't care a damn!"
"Rogue!" the doorbell rang five times consecutively.
Rogue was curious, she stepped three inches near the direction of the main door that is
left open, she saw a
young man, almost the same of her age, only older with blond hair and freckles, waving at
her.
Cody! What on earth is he...
Blob grunted. "Him again? Well let's see if that kid could survive out of this place
again!"
"Don't ya lay a hand on him pork chop!" Rogue snarled.
"Hey Rogue!!! What's goin' on theah?" Cody called.
The door! Yes!! Those fools left it open! Rogue thought mischievously. The barriers have
no effects on
the door.
"Ah'm comin' Cody honey" Rogue stared at the two men, then at the opened
television on their front. "Oh
mah Gawd is that Pamela Lee naked?!"
"Where?!"
Rogue zoomed by flying as fast as she could at the doorway and slipped out the mansion
like a jet plane and
grabbed Cody like a hawk on a rabbit.
"She's getting away!"
"What getting away?! She's already away! Mystique's gonna kill us!"
Rogue laughed loudly. "So long suckers!!!"
"R-Rogue ..w-were g-g-oing t-too f-f-fast!!!" Cody told Rogue trembling.
"Relax Cody," Rogue slowed down and landed on a stiff cliff which had been their
regular meeting place.
Cody is a young newspaper man that is her childhood friend, nearly sweetheart, he is her
only friend along
town, thus making him her best friend.
"What're those goons doin' at yer house?" Cody scratched his head.
"It's Mystique ... she grounded me, an' more worse, she called those two t'baby-sit
me! Wouldn't ya be
insulted!" Rogue flared.
"Well .. what happened anyway that she did that?" Cody asked.
"Uh ... "Rogue suddenly felt embarrassed. "Ah ... sort of 'partied' last
night"
Cody rose an eyebrow. "Partied?"
Rogue gulped. "Uh ... Ah was drunk last night ... Ah hung out at Simon's bar all
night"
"What!!!" Cody exclaimed. "At Simon's bar!! Isn' that the one with full of
drunk guys ... not just regular guys
and always hav' been reported for suspected rape crimes?!"
Rogue nodded low.
"Oh mah Gawd Rogue, just what are ya doin' ta yaself? Are ya mad?! Ya're
insane?!"
"No Ah'm not, Cody! Ah just long ta have some fun! Don't ya be insane if ya're always
locked up in a huge
mansion, Ah t'ink so! " Rogue protested. "Besides, they cain't touch me"
"You're so selfish!" Cody retorted. "How 'bout those innocent men in t'
bar?!"
Rogue didn't answer, she just turned away and crossed her arms. She knew she was wrong but
of course,
she wouldn't want to admit it.
"Rogue" Cody squeezed Rogue's shoulders. "Y'must know that Ah'm very
worried at ya ..."
"If y'love me, why won't ya respect mah decisions! Why cain't ya understand what Ah
feel?!"
"Because it's fer y'r own safety! Mystique loves you as much as Ah do! We wanted
what's best for ya,
Rogue, what you're thinkin' ... is ... too dangerous for you, y'must remember --"
"Shut up!!!" Rogue shouted. "Ah don't care what ya'll say!!! No one ever
understands me!!! No one ever
cares to know what Ah feel!" Rogue ran and flew up in the sky.
"Rogue!" Cody tried calling her back but he knew no one could stop her.
The full moon shone into the old large LeBeau mansion of 'The Lost Creek' in New Orleans,
probably one
of the largest in the said state.
Hidden inside was the Conference room, right now, the high authorities of the Thieves
Guild were gathered
on the haunting black room, a dim light on the ceiling guided the visibility. Inside shook
pain, regret, hatred
and grief. Seated on the very front of the table was Philippe, a young man who was the
gate-keeper of the
guild, not only a regular keeper, but he was one of the most experienced and expert of the
Thieves Guild, by
his skills by eye, most especially.
That's why he and another thief, by the name of Lapin, were told to spy on the Assassins
grounds to
anticipate the next plan. Lapin, is the cousin and the closest friend of the future heir
of the LeBeau clan and
the future leader of the Thieves Guild, Remy LeBeau. He was also one of the most known
thief. Now,
Philippe came home with a news ... that shook the whole creek where they are.
Philippe stared at his sweaty hands. "It was too close for over, we've done our job
... but Julien ... d-dat
bastard" The hands trembled with anger. "He caught us, Julien didn't took a
minute of thinkin' of torturin' us,
neither sparin', Lapin told me t' go, I tried convincin' him he must go wit' me but he
didn't!"
Philippe faced the four others listening and took more force and made a deep breath for
the most painful
part.
"It happened too fast after he said those words, Julien stabbed Lapin on de chest,
Dieu I see it all happened,
like my whole world was about t' explode! I stared at Julien who made de most horrifying
laugh an' beneath
the pain, Lapin had mouthed t' words 'go on, tell dem, tell dem'," Philippe hid his
face when he found out
tears started to fall. "Den I ran, ran an' ran wit' all my strength, It's a good
t'ing I ran an' beat off any
Assassins blockin' my way"
Behind those tears, Philippe dared to see the expressions of others, First to young Remy
LeBeau, his hands
in a fist, kinetic energy by his power were exerted out, and his face, indescribable, his
red on black eyes
revealed a sharp spark. Behind him in comforting was his fiancee Belladonna Boudreaux, her
face noted a
sign of concern, she wiped tears off her handkerchief.
Jean-Luc LeBeau, the present ruler of the guild, the father of Remy, was sad as anyone,
beside him was his
friend Marius Boudreaux, Bella's father, he rested his left hand to Jean-Luc's back.
Silence enveloped the room until Remy made a hatred cry.
"DAMN DAT JULIEN!!! DAMN DAT B*TCH!!!" Remy stroke his fist on the table, so
strong that the
table cracked, near to be destroyed upon only putting a little weight on it.
"Remy" Belle hushed. "Tears can't bring back t' dead, y' know dere's
nothin' we could do now, but revenge
will be ours I know!"
"But when!" Remy shot back. "When each of our men get killed?! Dieu! Five
men had been killed already!
Five of our topnotch thieves!!! What more can we have! What more pain awaits us!"
Jean-Luc stood up. "Remy this is getting you nowhere, we don't hav' to despair, God
help us we have
t'hope"
"Hope for what? For t'end of dis world?!"
Belle held Remy's arms. "No more Remy, dis is just too much, let's go back to t'room
an' sleep dis all away,
y'hav' t'rest"
Remy did listen to her, but without a word, he left the room fast with a room crashing
sound.
Belle sat again, able to think of something positive to say.
"We have t' get more men" Marius proclaimed. "I know it will be a hard
stage again but it's t'only way,"
"Marius is correct" Jean-Luc agreed." Dat's what we need, strategy counts,
yes, but t'defeat will turn us
down, what we need is men."
Philippe turn to face the others. "It is what me an' Lapin saw an' heard, de
Assassins are planning to make
associations to de Externals, if dey did, we be dead,"
Belle's eyes enlarged with an idea and she awakened. "I know someone!"
Eyes all looked at Belladonna.
"A classmate of mine way back four years in Mississippi, she was one of the best
frie-- "
"She?" Jean-Luc made a laugh from the heart. "A girl in the guild would
make far more destruc--"
Belle stood with a slam on the table, "I know what I'm sayin' Mr. LeBeau, she can
defeat an army of men
unharmed!"
All eyes turn to her with interest and astonishment. "A mutant you say?"
Jean-Luc asked.
Belle nodded. "Now just any mutant, she is very experienced in fighting skills, she
has t'strength of a
battalion an' she has powers that can absorb memories, powers ... life! by one single
touch"
Jean-Luc's face was priceless, as if all of his prayers were answered.
"Bring her here, as soon as possible!"
Rogue locked herself in the room that night so she wouldn't receive any scolding from her
mother. After her
escape that morning. She didn't care if she didn't eat at all. But that early morning she
sneaked in the
kitchen to get snacks.
Then it was morning. Rogue found out that Mystique left early for work ... skims would be
better. She was
left alone again, Rogue then noticed the barriers were not on, it was one of the rare
times when Mystique
had to deliberately shut it off. For some unknown reasons.
Rogue decided it's a time to have a nice lay on the sofa, with her favorite snacks,
cookies, and watch for
soap operas. Until a doorbell rang.
"No, don't let it be Flotsam an' Jetsam again ..." Rogue moaned as she sat up to
answer the door.
Rogue spied on the doorknob to see some distinguishing figures, it was rather different.
Rogue immediately opened the door. A woman greeted her with a smile.
"Oh mah Gawd! Belladonna Boudreaux!" Rogue exclaimed in delight, Belle nodded
excitedly as Rogue
screamed a glee of joy and threw her hands on Belle, being covered of skin-tight outfit
that covered almost
her whole body. Belle had embraced her back.
"It's been a long time Rogue" Belle grinned.
"No! About time ya visit! Come in!" Rogue pulled Belle in, before that she
noticed a Rolls-Royce outside.
"Oh no" Rogue stared at Belle. "Don't tell me ya own that"
Belle shook her shoulders with a wide smile. "Well ... I do"
"What has gotten into ya girl, sit on t'sofa, Ah'll bring some juices, there's so
much ta talk about!" Rogue ran
to the kitchen.
Belle waited excitedly. It's been a long time, two years? three? She eyed the whole place,
it's as if nothing
has changed. Belle would reveal the reason why she came later, she was happy to see her
old friend back,
maybe she'll chat with her for a while.
Rogue returned to the room in a flash, bringing a tray of two glasses of orange juices and
immediately settled
the tray and sat beside Belle as she grab a glass. "So what's goin' ta you sugah? Ah
didn't hear from ya for
so long,"
"Yes" Belle sighed and picked up the remaining glass of juice. "Things
started happenin' ta me"
Rogue took a sip from her juice" Ya've completely changed Belle ... an' Ah looove
yoah accent, is that
Cajun or somethin'?"
Belle nodded as she saw Rogue staring at her ring.
"Mah Gawd is that real?"
Belle stared at her, like insulted. "Of course it is! So is the car ..."
Rogue stared at her back in astonishment. "Ya're married hon?"
Belle giggled. "No, just engaged, I would be married m'be t'next month, I haven'
forgot t'promise I made,
dat you'll be mah maid o'honor!"
Rogue laughed. "Oh it's one o'those days! So who's t'lucky guy?"
"A childhood friend of mine" Belle whispered next. "He's very cute I'll
say!"
"Ya never tell me any of your childhood friends ya witch! Ya're too selfish ta share!
Just who?!" Rogue
asked excitedly.
Belle answered dreamily. "Remy LeBeau, 6'2, 180 pounds, muscular, nice eyes, tanned
skin, long reddish
brown hair, charmin' an' he's mine!"
Sounds mah type o' guy, anyway ... Rogue laughed softly. "Ya forgot ta say
rich?"
"Oh yes, filthy rich, how d'ya know"
Rogue pointed at Belle's ring. "Darlin' like who could be buyin' that,"
It was turn for Belle to ask. "How 'bout you, how's life?"
Rogue grimaced. "If ya're Cinderella in t'end part, Ah'm Cinderella just t' first
part o' t'story, Ah hate it
heah! Ah don't hav' freedom, Mystique had been more 'security check' on me, Ah'm always
grounded an'
nobody just understands me!" Rogue told Belle in a low voice then . "Ah had
sometimes wished Ah could
runaway, but just where Ah am goin' in a human' world?"
Belle's expression changed again, enlightening. "Which is why I came heah"
Rogue's face changed as she frowned. "Oh, so ya just came heah ta tell me somet'ing,
not t'reason o'
visitin'me? Some friend ... "
"I'm not yet done" Belle replied. "O' course I came ta visit you, but I had
an offer you might never want ta
refuse"
"Deal's ovah foh me Belle, it's always like that."
"No Rogue, I'm sayin' that I am a member o' t'legendary Thieves Guild" Belle
finally admitted.
Rogue's eyes enlarged. "The Thieves Guild, No! Ya gotta be kiddin'!?"
"Am not" Belle's face turned serious. " You don't belong heah Rogue, you
belong in my place! Didn't ya
said ya want freedom, ya can hav' it in my place, we live in uh ... peace an'
harmony"
Rogue was interested. "So what ya're sayin' is ... Ah'll be a member o' t'thieves
Guild, by which Ah can live
mah rest of mah life theah, 'unchaperoned'?" Belle nodded.
"But by which Ah had ta fight wit' t'guild jis like what Mystique had trained me ta
do?"
Belle gulped. "Well, yeah, but it will be different" Belle knew how Rogue loves
fighting when she was
young, so she hoped she'll be like it, Rogue's more of a tomboy when she knew her. Belle
continued. "We
need you Rogue, you are a very powerful bein' ya'll get t' respect that ya want! Not like
heah, what do you
say?"
Rogue wanted it all, it's too good to be true. She'll shift a new life, no more rules,
she'll get the respect she
wants, she'll be anything she wanted to be, she'll live alone with no one arguing with.
"Yes ... Ah'll go wit' you ..."
To be continued ...