Alaska

By Gerrod Capps

Rating: This story has an R rating for violence and strong language. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, Marvel does. Maybe if Marvel was nice we could share joint custody. Since that will never happen, here is my alternate universe version of the movie and beyond.

Feedback: I would love to here from everyone who reads this. Send questions, comments, rude noises, and sexy pictures of Rogue to Gerrodmcapps@aol.com

" Ah can't believe ah have'ta do this. Why? What possible explanations do ah need ta give ya?" , The slim girl said as she spoke to a tall and muscular blonde boy.

The blonde just chuckled and whispered in her ear. The young lady turned bright red at what had been spoken to her. She twisted in her seat, getting up and slowly walked to where another boy stood leaning against the wall of the cafeteria. His varsity jacket snapped shut, hands in his pockets, watched her approach.

" Marie, ah don't know what ta say, ah'm sorry about the party the other night." , His southern accent squeaked out. Looking around, he placed his arm around her.

Marie stared at Cody, wondering why she went out with him. She knew he was captain of the football, baseball... hell just about every sport he played in he excelled at. She had always been more academic, concentrating on her studies. Marie only half listened to his words of how beautiful she looked, how he loved her and was sorry that he had fooled around with that Sara chick.

Marie stared at him, then noticed her father come into the cafeteria. Coach Mackenzie walked with a purpose, looking at his daughter. Clapping a hand on his star quarterback, he glared at his daughter. Telling her not to upset his star and that he would hold her responsible if Cody weren't happy. That his legacy as one of the greatest high school coaches of all time hung in the balance.

Marie only replied sullenly, " Yes sir." Her voice very flat.

Cody David Matthews found him self staring at Marie, his heart knowing that she didn't love him, only went out with him because he was popular, and her father forced it onto her almost. He wanted to keep his star player happy, and nothing would make Cody happier than scoring the proverbial touchdown with Marie.

He quickly hatched his plan. He would get Marie alone and would just throw himself at her, knowing that no one could resist. That is why he had slept with most of the girls in his classes. He had even slept with two of his teachers and had them begging for more. Marie wouldn't be a problem.

Marie was sitting in her room when her father came upstairs with Cody. " Marie, help Cody get through his geometry homework, then you two can take the mustang out for pizza."

" Okay daddy."

With that out of the way, Coach Mackenzie went downstairs to read his paper and listen to his wife try to learn the piano.

" Marie, ah still am awfully sorry, ah didn't mean for ya ta get hurt. Its jus that ah get lonely an ya never what ta do anything, all ya do is study fer college." , Cody's voice whispered quietly in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her.

" Um... don't we have'ta do your geometry, ah mean that is what ya here for, right." Marie replied nervously biting her lower lip.

He reached for her, asking her where she wanted to go. He had been looking at her map, its surface covered in beads trailing trails all across the U.S. and into Canada. As they lay back staring up at her wall map, she could feel his breath on her neck. It was making her anxious and warm, and she tried explaining that she was going to see the country and head to Alaska before she went to college after her senior year. That was the reason why she worked nights at the KFC wanting to earn money to go everywhere she wanted to go.

That's when he reached to kiss her, grapping her hips and grinding his pelvis into her side. His tongue pressing into her mouth with an urgency.

That when everything became chaos, her head hurt and she could see all sorts of veins popping out of his face. Her father had come into check, and saw Cody; lips on Marie's start convulsing. Marie ran to the corner of her room, screaming. Her father looked at her, the hatred evident on his face.

" I don't believe it, my own flesh and blood, a filthy fucking mutant. Ya ain't my daughter, not anymore." It was all he could growl out at her.

Then she ran, never looking back.