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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
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
"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
"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
"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?!"
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-we're 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!"
"Well .. what happened anyway that she did that?"
"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
"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
"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
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
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'
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
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
"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
"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
"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 ...
"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
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
"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
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
"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
"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 ..."
Continued in Chapter
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