Title: Jean's up
Summary: Rogue realizes a power like hers isn't meant for anything good and goes through a lot just to get from good to bad.
Warnings: This is not a romance in any way. Logan is a bit of a jerk in this fic so if Logan's your favorite character then leave now! I'm not a Jean person so my interpretation on Phoenix may be way off also this is a short first chapter.
Voices inside the head, their own and others
Telepathic conversations
Alkali Lake
It was bright and it was cold-no it was literally freezing, but something was wrong. She remembered where she was at and how cold it was the last time she was there but now she wasn't cold. She was fine, not hot nor cold. She could see her breath in front of her face when she inhaled and exhaled and she could move as quick as ever...only problem was she couldn't feel a thing but she knew she wasn't cold.
"How long have I been here?" She asked herself her voice a bit raspy from not being used in so long.
When she talked it seemed like the loudest thing in the world as it echoed in the silence. There were no birds or any animals nearby, all she could see was water...almost partially frozen.
Water? she thought to herself almost confused.
She looked down and her bright green eyes widened. She was surrounded by water but she wasn't even touching it. She saw her shadow...it wasn't right at her foot, it was adrift and she knew she was floating in mid air. She knew something was different about her ever since Liberty Island but she had no clue exactly what it was.
Phoenix A voice that wasn't her own whispered in her head. The voice was soft and stern like and old woman who'd been through lots, but the voice wasn't old it was vibrant. She looked around her, looking for somebody- anybody, but specifically the person who had spoken to her. I'm you it whispered again.
"Who's there?" she called out finally feeling stupid having looked around like and idiot.
You are The voice was almost taunting with amusement. I'm you The voice was playing games with her, it knew exactly what was going on but it wasn't telling.
"How are you me?" she knew there were many possibilities to her question, she was a telepath after all so most things for her weren't unorthodox to her, but she simply wanted to know of this was all a joke of cruelty, and if it wasn't then she wanted to know the exact possibility of how this...Phoenix was her.
You created me...in a suppressed and involuntary manner Phoenix, or so it called itself, replied.
"How would I do that? Why would I do that?" she asked herself.
You weren't listening. I said involuntary meaning accidental. You had no choice Phoenix said a bit of dismay in her voice, obviously she was impatient.
"Okay then how would I do something like that?"
There was a silence and she had to wonder if this Phoenix had left. Then out of nowhere she started talking During Liberty Island you forced yourself past your extremity or your limit. Every living thing has one set for them, but it takes time to get there, sometimes its takes an entire lifetime to reach it. You pent past it too soon and your body both mentally and physically wouldn't bee able to have lasted very long Phoenix explained.
She began to understand slowly," You're telling me that I created you subconsciously all because I over exerted myself way back at Liberty Island?"
Re There was a pause created...and yes Phoenix replied.
"Recreated?" She put the two words together and was lost again.
Yes recreated. When I died centuries ago I never accepted peace because I wanted to continue to live on even as a simple spirit, I could always posses someone with a body that could handle me even for a short time. You obviously don't know that the name Phoenix isn't simply a name. It's a legendary creature, a fire bird actually she said almost proudly.
"I remember something about that...protector of the earth right?" Jean suddenly remembered.
Yes and that is what you do, protect. Maybe it's not earth you are protecting but it's a start. Jean didn'tknow if it was meant as a joke or if she was serious.
"Um okay-ahhh!" Jean cried out in mid sentence because of a burning heat that suddenly soared in her head.
She felt herself suddenly but slowly grow cold and fall into the ice cold water and this time it really was freezing cold and she thought that this time she would die for sure...that is until she heard them. Even under the water she could hear but she couldn't understand anything. She felt someone pull her out the freezing water that felt like needles in her throat and knives on her skin. It burned her eyes, it was so cold and it rushed in her nose. Being outside the water almost felt worse then being in and she choked on the water that she only half swallowed. She whipped her eyes violently as to get the water out. She felt as if she were thrashing around like a fish but it was something she couldn't help.
"Are you okay?" it was a mans voice, it was deep and shaky as if the person was old.
She opened her eyes for a second seeing an entire family helping her, carrying her and then she blacked out.
Summary: Rogue realizes a power like hers isn't meant for anything good and goes through a lot just to get from good to bad.
Warnings: This is not a romance in any way. Logan is a bit of a jerk in this fic so if Logan's your favorite character then leave now! I'm not a Jean person so my interpretation on Phoenix may be way off also this is a short first chapter.
Voices inside the head, their own and others
Telepathic conversations
Alkali Lake
It was bright and it was cold-no it was literally freezing, but something was wrong. She remembered where she was at and how cold it was the last time she was there but now she wasn't cold. She was fine, not hot nor cold. She could see her breath in front of her face when she inhaled and exhaled and she could move as quick as ever...only problem was she couldn't feel a thing but she knew she wasn't cold.
"How long have I been here?" She asked herself her voice a bit raspy from not being used in so long.
When she talked it seemed like the loudest thing in the world as it echoed in the silence. There were no birds or any animals nearby, all she could see was water...almost partially frozen.
Water? she thought to herself almost confused.
She looked down and her bright green eyes widened. She was surrounded by water but she wasn't even touching it. She saw her shadow...it wasn't right at her foot, it was adrift and she knew she was floating in mid air. She knew something was different about her ever since Liberty Island but she had no clue exactly what it was.
Phoenix A voice that wasn't her own whispered in her head. The voice was soft and stern like and old woman who'd been through lots, but the voice wasn't old it was vibrant. She looked around her, looking for somebody- anybody, but specifically the person who had spoken to her. I'm you it whispered again.
"Who's there?" she called out finally feeling stupid having looked around like and idiot.
You are The voice was almost taunting with amusement. I'm you The voice was playing games with her, it knew exactly what was going on but it wasn't telling.
"How are you me?" she knew there were many possibilities to her question, she was a telepath after all so most things for her weren't unorthodox to her, but she simply wanted to know of this was all a joke of cruelty, and if it wasn't then she wanted to know the exact possibility of how this...Phoenix was her.
You created me...in a suppressed and involuntary manner Phoenix, or so it called itself, replied.
"How would I do that? Why would I do that?" she asked herself.
You weren't listening. I said involuntary meaning accidental. You had no choice Phoenix said a bit of dismay in her voice, obviously she was impatient.
"Okay then how would I do something like that?"
There was a silence and she had to wonder if this Phoenix had left. Then out of nowhere she started talking During Liberty Island you forced yourself past your extremity or your limit. Every living thing has one set for them, but it takes time to get there, sometimes its takes an entire lifetime to reach it. You pent past it too soon and your body both mentally and physically wouldn't bee able to have lasted very long Phoenix explained.
She began to understand slowly," You're telling me that I created you subconsciously all because I over exerted myself way back at Liberty Island?"
Re There was a pause created...and yes Phoenix replied.
"Recreated?" She put the two words together and was lost again.
Yes recreated. When I died centuries ago I never accepted peace because I wanted to continue to live on even as a simple spirit, I could always posses someone with a body that could handle me even for a short time. You obviously don't know that the name Phoenix isn't simply a name. It's a legendary creature, a fire bird actually she said almost proudly.
"I remember something about that...protector of the earth right?" Jean suddenly remembered.
Yes and that is what you do, protect. Maybe it's not earth you are protecting but it's a start. Jean didn'tknow if it was meant as a joke or if she was serious.
"Um okay-ahhh!" Jean cried out in mid sentence because of a burning heat that suddenly soared in her head.
She felt herself suddenly but slowly grow cold and fall into the ice cold water and this time it really was freezing cold and she thought that this time she would die for sure...that is until she heard them. Even under the water she could hear but she couldn't understand anything. She felt someone pull her out the freezing water that felt like needles in her throat and knives on her skin. It burned her eyes, it was so cold and it rushed in her nose. Being outside the water almost felt worse then being in and she choked on the water that she only half swallowed. She whipped her eyes violently as to get the water out. She felt as if she were thrashing around like a fish but it was something she couldn't help.
"Are you okay?" it was a mans voice, it was deep and shaky as if the person was old.
She opened her eyes for a second seeing an entire family helping her, carrying her and then she blacked out.