Chapter 1

Ok guys another one here, it's a damn plot bunny that's been driving me crazy since I cried my eyes out for Logan on Friday and it will not go away until I make y'all read what I have up here in my brain because I don't know about y'all but I didn't like the end at all. X-men CANNOT die and Logan should NEVER EVERRRR die so ding ding ding peeps, here comes my first ever ROGAN! it starts with the end of Logan movie and turns into a mystery that's full of tons of drama, action and romance. It's my first attempt to bring a good future to the devastated X-World so please be with me peeps!

And one more thing, the story is a post-apocalyptic future of my Victor Creed/Aks saga which means my Rogan is the last step of my Victor/Aks fiction but I'm going to post it along with HIS SACRIFICE, quite similar to Marvel's 'First-Sequel-Then-Prequel' s**t it does every year.

No more yapping, just enjoy...

Chapter 1

Logan's POV

"So this is what it feels like..."

Couldn't choose a better line for the moment when I'm feeling myself so close to the experience the humans call 'The Death'. The death, a fucking gift many assholes tried to give me thousands of times but my 'immortal' body never accepted it but today's a different day. I can see the damn Grim Reaper coming for his favorite soul. but it was neither death itself or its unbearable pain, that made the great Wolverine say those words. It was a word itself that came out of the mouth of an innocent, little girl.

Daddy.

The damn word caused a strange, unfamiliar feeling to rise inside this old, battered body. The feeling of being someone's family. a feeling I hadn't felt for a long time and almost forgotten it since I lost someone very special. But maybe it's time, it's time to meet that person. I just need to let it go. Forever.

After seeing Laura's crying face for her dying father, I closed my eyes with a faded smile and let out a deep, tired sigh. I want it to get over peacefully but before that, I need to recall them, all of them. All the memories of my past till this moment. I started from the zero. The woman who gave me birth, the man I 'called' my father, the bastard who was my father and yeah, a crazy son of a bitch who is my brother. Still is or not, I'm not sure.

I'm drowning into the violent whirlpool of reminiscences I've earned in this pathetic life of mine. The people I could call my friends and...family. Those faces attacking my collapsing brain together. Chuck, Scooter, Furball, 'Ro, Jean and Aks. They're all talking in my head, too loud for my liking. I can see everyone except for one single person that has been above all of them all till this very moment of my life. I need to see it, i need to see her face. Those soulful, chocolate eyes, that cute, pointed nose, those soft, rosy cheeks and that divine smile of my Rogue, No! Not Rogue, my Marie.

I never told Laura but her innocence always reminded me of Marie every single time when i looked at her. The same innocence i'd seen in my southern belle's eyes years ago when I'd picked her up from the road after our first awkward meeting in that bar. Our relationship'd seen many ups and downs together and among all of them, we'd aged together, something we both never thought was possible till last year, the last fucking year.

I never blamed Xavier for that. The old man was helpless. But it doesn't lessen the agony that kills me from inside every time when i think about the death of my Marie. If there's any man to blame, it's me. I should have died with her if i couldn't save her. The guilt never goes away. I still have her ring on my finger. I wear both of them together and just like them, we're also going to be together. Today. Forever.

"I'm coming Marie."

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his eyes snapped open with a breathless gasp as he jerked out of the longest sleep of his life. The warm drops of sweat were running down his temples and his claws buried deep into the old mattress. His chest heaving, desperately trying to control his breathing. His baffled eyes blinked rapidly and roamed all around like crazy, trying to make out everything in that dark room.

Hold on a second, a room?

What the fuck?! This was not where he was supposed to be!

Why isn't he...

"L-Logan...?" he pulled out the blades of his left hand within a damn blink and pointed them at the dark silhouette standing at his left. It reeked of pure terror at the moment.

He slowly turned his stern face to the shivering, female voice and its stony expression melted at once as he saw who it was.

"M-Marie...?"

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So guys this is my first time in Rogans and I would appreciate all the reviews openly. And yes, Follows and Favourites are so very welcome :p