Just a short one shot, on impulse. This is about Bobby's thoughts after Alcatraz about Rogue and Pyro. Contains spoilers. Don't read if you don't want to know parts of the end of X3. This is from the movie's ending, not the book. Short, but enjoy!
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What makes a mistake? Is it something defined as wrong by another person, or something that I regret? Have I made mistakes? Or have things just not worked out exactly as I'd hoped? Here I sit, weeks later, and I can only think about what I could have done differently.
Should I have let her get the cure? Should I have stopped her? I could've looked harder. I could've talked to her before she left. I should have known that she was thinking about leaving. I could have talked her out of it before she had left. Should I have let her take that big of a step…for me? Was it for me? She says it was what she wanted…but why then do I feel so guilty?
Is that what I wanted? I am not angry with her. Is that because I wanted her to get the cure the whole time? Is that what I secretly desired? Am I that selfish? Is it selfish to want to be close to someone?But at least I get to see her happy everyday. She seems to accept what choices she's made, and she's ready to live with the consequences. But am I? Am I ready to accept the consequences of the choices I've made? Knowing that they not only affected my life...but a different choice may have saved the life of my once best-friend.
Why did I leave him there? I never wanted to fight him. But I knew he had to be stopped. The fight was quick, but not quick enough for me. Though we were no longer on the same side, and I didn't agree with the choices he'd made, I had still hoped that somehow, everything would somehow work out again. I had wanted him to be my friend again. I never wanted him to leave. The battle had come down to brains, not brawn. I had outsmarted him just once, and I had won. I had stopped him.
But why did I leave him? I could have taken him with me. Things could have turned out differently. He could've come back to the mansion and it could have been like it used to be. Magneto's war was lost; he would have had nothing more to fight for. It would have been the three of us again.
But as often as I think that, I know that he would have never come back to the mansion. He had made his choice and he didn't regret it. But, why then, do I regret mine? I could have saved him. I could have gotten him off that island before it was too late. But instead, I left him there, left him to die. And he did; he died. And it's my fault. I could have saved him.
I could have saved him, and that knowledge will haunt me for the rest of my life.
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There you have it. I don't know why I wrote it. I probably should work on my other fic, but… I just had to put it down. I know the movie doesn't actually show what happens to Pyro…and the movie is different from the novel in that respect, but I'm assuming for this story that he didn't make it off alive. Thanks for reading!
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