Author's Note: I think someone
made challage of writing your fav. characters death. I didn't
write this because of the challange, but because I wondered
what could have or maybe should have happened... but in NO
WAY do I want Remy dead. Trust me I'd blow up if Marvel tried
it, I have. Anyway please don't flame me for doing this..
in fact I won't mind some comments on it. =)
-Christine 'Belladonna' Demerath
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me and
I'm making no money off od this so don't sue me... I've got
a mean bite. j/k
Oh god, how could I leave him? How did I say those words
to him, leave him? How did I say those words to him, leave
him in that frozen wasteland? It's been hours since I left
him, oh god I hope he'll forgive me, hope he will survive.
The cold wind is burning my skin, I should slow down but I
can't. He could... could be... ah don't even wanna think about
it, but I have to. This is ma fault, most of it any ways.
I could hear his voice telling me how worthless he was, how
he should die, how he didn't deserve me, mirroring my own
weaker thoughts and words as if he'd been waiting/anticipating
to hear them from the get go. But I should have shut it out,
I could have shut it out. Tears form in her eyes. He was
the man she was supposed to love not leave to die for something
he's tried to tell her. He trusted her, loved her, and still
as he freezes to death forgive and protect he in heart.
Where is he? Where? Her eyes are burning, tears forming
in her eyes; both from the pain in her heart and the pain
in her body. But that's good she tells herself... it's getting
cold she's getting closer, soon she will find him. She wipes
them away otherwise they'll freeze to her face and eyes and
she knows without her sight Remy is lost. And that can't happen,
she needs to find him, find him before he's gone.
Purple, purple, and yellow. It takes him longer to
think, that happens when your brain slowly freezes, when you
have to fight the pain of freezing snow encasing you, becoming
part of you have frozen flesh. But he can still see a little,
as long as he could see he knew there was hope and this thought
in mind, he fought to say alive, using his powers to heat
the snow that clung to him. Not much, but. Some warmth, not
enough. He falls to his knees as she sees the figure in the
sky again through the bright non-stopping snow. "Rogue."
Ah can't see him! Where is he? "Remy!" She
screams as load as she can, her voice box tightening from
the cold, panic ripping over her body. Not for her, but for
the man she knows she loves. "Remy!" She continues
until her voice completely fails.
Hearing the roar of jet engines she wipes around. "Thank
God, the Blackbird is here." Listening to her pre-given
commands it landed on the tundra of ice. Gotta get to the
computer, Cerebro can find `em. Flying to it, she sees
that the hatch opens. "What in the world?"
"Rogue, we came to help, darlin`."
"Logan, Hank, Storm! Thank God you're here!"
"Have you found him?" Storm's face dropped.
"No, I need your help! He's out there alone! Freezing!
Please! Please!" She sobbed frantically. "Please,
Storm, you can clear this storm out. I know you can!"
Rogue yelled through the raging storm.
Slowly Storm nodded tears in her eyes as well. With much
effort she fought the storm down and brought out the warm
sun and tropical weather. Not enough to meet the ice but hopefully
the outer snow and reveal where her friend lying in the snow
and ice. Rogue immediately took off, searching. "Go Logan."
Storm commanded, Rogue's voice yelling again in the background.
"Hank are you prepared for Remy's injuries?"
"As ready as I can be, magnificent leader." He
frowned. "Now I must find the patent." Beast scurried
off into the cold snow.
'Remy I pray to god that you are all right.' Lifting herself
into the air she goes in search of him, still weaseling the
"How you doin`, mates? Find the kid, yet?"
"Remy?" Rogue's voice cracked over the comlink,
her hand over her heart. "Oh, Remy, no."
"Rogue? Rogue? Where are you?"
Rogue falls to her knees her heart not stopping until hitting
rock bottom. "Remy?" Her eyes flooded and she sobbed.
"Oh, Remy, no." She shakes her head crying. "No,
no, no, no..." She repeats until the others arrive and
still not stopping. Wolverine shook his head and a tear welding
in his eye, he'd miss 'the Cajun.' Hank did his normal 'oh
my stars and graters' and then said a silent prayer for Remy
LeBeau, AKA Gambit.
"What's going on, mate? You find him?"
"Logan hit his comlink, "Yeah, we found `em."
"Remy?" Storm settled down next to his body as
she bent in frown of him. "Remy." She cried. He
couldn't hear what she said, he'd near hear again. He had
always struggled though life and now that he had people that
loved him he was gone. The perfect irony for a thief looking
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