Disclaimer: I don't own so you don't sue.
Summary: Takes place AU after we see Destiny in the first season. A look at what her future holds and how Mystique felt about the precog.
Why?: They were always one of my favourite relationships in the 616 universe, so why not bring them here? This is my first fic in a long time, so yeah, I'm not dead.
Please R&R.
My Destiny
We were a love unspoken. Once un-talked-about, once never thought to be mentioned… we were real. I lived for her, and she… she died for me. She was a woman who knew the world, was one step ahead at all times, she could see forever. She called herself Destiny, and she was mine.
I remember when we first met, injured and dying, she stood over me, white cane in hand, and she smiled. She called me beautiful. I believed her.
She knew everything about me, everything I was, everything I did, everything I was tempted to be, and still, she loved me. She taught me love, she taught me everything worth knowing. Before her, I was nothing. She made me everything I couldn't admit myself being. And I was hers.
I would have done everything for her, changed the world for her, only she wouldn't have let me, she knew my place, and she wanted to stand beside me. So for her I became anyone. Any one she wanted, I was it. She wanted to fly, I grew wings and we soared. She wanted to run fast, I became the fastest being in the world and together we flew. We did everything together, and it didn't matter that she couldn't see what was going on around us, she could see me, and for her, that's all she ever wanted.
I miss her now; miss everything she never asked me to be. I miss being what she needed and what she wanted.
I'm back to whom I was, who I never thought I'd be again.
I cannot see my future now.
I cannot see my life. Now, I'm lost in who I can be, I cannot see who I am. I am only what they think of me. I am only a monster, only a villain.
I miss who I was with her.
I miss my life; my Destiny
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So that's it. My first story in a long time. Please review.