FINALLY! I'm done, this is the last chapter!!!! **Pulls out balloons and party hats** Yay! Hey, don't get me wrong, I loved writing this. But I need to finish my other stories. Don't worry, there will be a sequel, just not sure when. Anyhow, it is time that I finish!
Not all Angels Have to be From Heaven
Rogue sat in the mild of a clear. It was snowing, just like it had been when Faye Ma'at died. She looked around. There was no one around for miles.
"So . . . I guess it worked." Rogue spun around to see Faye Ma'at. Faye Ma'at smiled at her. "Do you know what Naomi's powers where?" Rogue shoo her head. "They were control over something's growth, the price for it, however, was something else had to loose a few years."
"The tree?" Faye Ma'at nodded.
"Yes, the tree. I took my father's knowledge and used it to create a body like he did with me. I used Naomi's powers to make your body grow till it was the right age. And J.J's powers to put your mind in the body." Rogue nodded, taking in everything. "I hope your happy." Rogue looked away with tears stinging her eyes.
"How can Ah be happy when Ah-"
"When you can't touch? Rogue, let me ask you something. When a mutant first use their powers, what emotion do they feel?" Rogue looked at her like she was crazy.
"Scared. What else?" Faye Ma'at nodded.
"And because of this, they can't control their power right away. It comes and goes." Rogue nodded. "What I did, was make it so it always stayed." Rogue raised an eyebrow.
"So, yer saying that if Ah am not afraid of mah power, Ah'll have complete control." Faye Ma'at smiled and nodded. ((I'm so proud I came up with it! I've been trying to figure that part out for awhile!!!!))
"Yes Rogue, just like Jean, Kitty, Ororo, anyone. But you can't be afraid of it. You should start by touching people who you feel safe around. And go easy on it at first. You need to work your way up at first." Rogue nodded slowly taking it all in.
" . . . Thank ya . . ." Faye Ma'at smiled.
"Could you do me one favor?"
Rogue sat up in her bed. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Rogue looked down to see that she was wearing big gray pajamas. She looked around the room. There wasn't anything really. At that moment, Mystique came in with a tray.
"Ah, your awake. I brought you something to eat." She placed down some chicken soup. ((I want some. I'm sick! **Cries eyes out**)) Rogue stared at her. "Is there something wrong?"
"Ya know Ah won't join ya, so why given meh this? Why do all this?" Mystique looked away and thought.
"I . . . when you died . . . I realized that even if we have our differences . . . I shouldn't act the way I have done in past." Rogue looked at the soup. "It isn't poisoned if that's what you are worried about."
"Ah don't trust ya. Don't trust anything ya say!" Mystique sighed.
"You need to eat something."
"Rogue, you have been dead for two months." That hit her like a ton of bricks. "You need something to eat." Rogue would have shoved it away but her growling stomach insisted otherwise. Rogue ate the soup. Mystique went to a dresser and pulled out some clothes for her. She laid them on the bed. "Here." She placed a bag next to the clothes. "For when you want to visit your grave." Mystique left. Rogue looked at the door she went through with wide eyes.
It was mid-day. However, there was no sunlight. No sunlight because it was raining. A figure stood with an umbrella looking down at a stone slab. This figure was Remy Lebeau aka Gambit. Remy looked down at the grave. He still had a hard time believing that name was there. Rogue. He sighed and placed two red roses and one white rose down on the grave.
"Good-bye chère, maybe well met again. If I can manage t' get t' heaven." He head someone coming up behind him. Quickly he pulled out a pair of sunglasses and covered his eyes. He didn't want to be chased from his loved one's grave. Nor did he want to fight or chase away anyone else. To him, this was a place of peace. It was a finally resting place, it should not be fought on. A woman with a black umbrella came up to him. The umbrella blocked her face. She had on a pair of dark blue jeans, a long sleeve gray shirt with a short sleeve red shirt over it. She had on brown gloves and black sneakers. She had a bouquet of flowers. Forget-Me-Nots. She also had a bag with her. She placed the flowers down on the ground. Remy watched her.
"How'd you know her?" He asked. She paused.
"We were very close." Her voice was very quiet. He nodded. "You?" Remy thought for a moment.
"I loved her." The two were silent. Remy turned and started to leave. Her voice stopped him.
"If you had the chance to be with her, what would you do?" He smiled sadly.
"Never let her go." He started to walk away. The woman bent down and kneeled at the grave. She pulled out the music box Faye Ma'at hid in the tree. She placed it in front of the grave and gave a silent thank you. The woman threw down the umbrella revealing who she was. Rogue. ((Like you guys didn't guess that?)) Remy didn't see because he had his back to him. She turned and ran towards him.
"REMY! REMY!!! WAIT!" Remy turned in time to catch Rogue, who had thrown herself into his arms.
"R-rogue?!" Rogue smiled at him.
"So, Swamp rat, are ya gonna live up ta yer word or was that just cause Ah was gone?" Remy took a minute to get over his shock and then he held her against him with a tight grip.
"Chère . . ." For once he was at a lost for words. Rogue gave him a curious look then smiled as an idea came to her. 'Just remember, don't be afraid . . .' She stood up on her tip-toes and kissed him on the mouth. She didn't feel that tug that came with her powers. Remy, once more thrown into shock took a minute to realize what had happened. Whether it was a fluke or not, he did not care. All he knew was that a dream was coming true. He pulled her up and kissed her with as much passion as he could. Rogue was in heaven. After a moment they pulled away from each other. "Chère I missed you so much."
"Ah know Remy, Ah know." Rogue's eyes shined with tears of joy. Remy lifted up her chin and kissed her again.
It had stopped rain a little while before hand. Blade looked down at her uniform. She had to change it a little, too much black or something like that. The only thing different was the color of her gloves and boots. They were a dark brown. She sighed.
"Oh, well . . ." She picked up a book and glanced at the title. Taking a second look, she reread the title and glared at it. War and Peace. She did not like reading. And this book was sure to bore her to death. But there was one things she hated more than reading. Not having anything to do. She had been able to skillfully avoid that. In the day time, if there was nothing good on the T.V she just slept or help Michelle with some task. At night she could watch T.V, do her rounds, spend time at the club the mutant Hell Star, or sleep. Ah, that was the good life! Simple and more than enough for her. Blade's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash in the hall. She winced slightly. She was never good with teens. Dixie walked into the library where Blade was.
"Hey Blade." Blade raised an eyebrow as she looked out the door.
"Do I want to know what happened?" Dixie shook her head. Her hair was in a braid and she was in her uniform. It was just like all the other junior new recruit uniforms. "So, how'd your training with Hank go?"
"It was pretty good. I think I got that blast thing down." Dixie smiled when she saw the book. She reached out for it and as she did a blue blast came out of her hand and destroyed the book. The two stared at the spot it used to be for a few minutes. "Oops." Blade waved it off.
"Hey, we all gotta make some mistakes. Heck, when I had to get that rooster to get it back into the box I had to have everyone chase it around." Dixie smiled at that thought. The rooster bit Jean's leg when she tried to pick it up with her powers. So she had to go to the med-wing because Blade didn't know if it had rabies or anything like that. Everyone chased that thing around the danger room. Then it had gotten out somehow and made it up to the main hallway. It lift a few good marks on everyone. "Besides I really didn't want to read it!" The two smiled as Blade left for the kitchen. Her thoughts turned dark as she entered the kitchen. 'But . . . I know . . . knew someone that might want to read it . . . if she was still alive . . .' As Blade opened a cabinet she heard a motorcycle. She stopped for a minute. 'Logan's in the danger room teaching. No one else has a bike . . . AH! Those little kids can think that they can steal his bike!' An evil look crossed her face. 'Perfect! I get a real good chance to scare someone senseless!' Blade began to laugh evilly. At that moment Bobby walked in. He cleared his throat and the two stared at each other for a moment. "Umm . . . I got to . . . um . . . yeah . . ." Blade heard the bike stop. She ran out the door to see who it was. When she saw a stranger walking up the drive way she stopped. 'Uh . . . oh yeah . . . PROFESSOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Not so loud Blade, I was reading the paper. What is it?
Well, there is a stranger here and it is a girl. She's wearing sunglasses and a hat so I can't see her face.
The team will be out there in a second. After a minute or so the senior X-men were out in the front lawn waiting to see what would happen. The stranger was still walking towards the mansion. Wolverine was not there yet. After a moment he was out there. Wolverine sniffed the air. He sniffed again to make sure. He walked past everyone up to the stranger. He looked at the stranger hard and then reached up and pulled of her hat. Two white streaks and auburn hair fell down to show that it was chin length, maybe a little longer. The woman reached up and pulled off the sunglasses. It took everyone a minute to recover from shock. Blade was one of there first ones. She tackled Rogue in a bear hug.
"I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU EVER GO OFF AND DIE AGAIN I'LL FIND A WAY TO BEAT THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF YOUR GHOATS!!!!!!!" Tears were in her eyes. Everyone else joined the hug piling on top of Rogue crying their eyes out saying how much they missed her and never to die again. Rogue laughed and smiled as she was pulled into the mansion only to be hug and tackle by the junior X-men. The adults, all teary eyed, declared that they should have a feast. Blade even began to start the kids to plot a way to throw Rogue a 'Welcome Back to the Living' party.
Irene Rivers and Raven Darkholme stood in a grave yard. The two were looking at a stone with a music box next to it and didn't look that old. It had three rose, two red one white, and a bouquet of Forget-Me-Nots. The stone had ten words engraved onto it.
Not all Angels Have to be From Heaven