LIVING
It was dark, with only the lights flickering on and off in the late night as the train sped towards its final destination. All of the cars seemed to be full of people, except for hers. She didn't seem surprised by this, in fact she was more than used to people not wanting to be near her unless they had a reason to be there. People usually seemed to be frightened of her. She just sat there staring at her gloved hands wondering why, why everything was this way. Was it all her fault, was this all she would ever expect out of life? Everything good in her life had left her or she had left it. She couldn't help but wonder what made her fight for someone else's dream, a dream that was never her own. She just wanted to be left alone, like she always knew she would end up being.
What did she have left? Was Xavier's dream worth anything? Worth her own life? She just wanted to be left alone, why couldn't anyone else understand that? Every time she depended on someone else other than herself for anything, they always let her down. Life was just becoming too depressing, she needed to start over. She needed a life that she could live, one that would make her content, even if she could never be truly happy she would be willing to settle for a little bit less. She needed to just live. Not for someone else, but for herself. To make her own decisions without bias. She smiled to herself as a single tear fell down her cheek. She would leave everything behind and start anew.
She looked up, feeling some eyes upon her and noticed someone standing at the end of the car in a dark corner. She showed no expression knowing just who it was a she looked into the bright ruby red eyes through the darkness from the distance. He made no move to come close to her as she did not either. But she noticed his eyes turn towards the front of the car, so she followed his gaze to a woman coming out of the shadows. It was a familiar blonde woman she had thought she would never see again. The woman came over to her but only stood in front of her. Rogue did not like the look upon her face, it was too joyful, like she had been waiting for this moment far too long. Rogue stood up and stood her ground keeping her expression blank, not really knowing what to expect from the woman in front of her.
What Rogue did not see was the dagger tucked into the woman's sleeve, until it was too late. She felt a sharp pain and quickly clutched her stomach. Rogue looked down and saw the dagger still in her stomach as her own blood poured into her hands, and then looked back up to that familiar face.
"I told ya you would pay. 'Least we know dat ya bleed red like da rest of us." then the woman pulled her dagger from Rogue's stomach as she slumped to the ground. She could see nothing but the two walk away from her as everything went black.