Author's Note: The start of a little story I couldn't keep out of my head. I haven't decided whether to expand on it or not, but it was begging to be written! Please review, I'd really like to know what you think :)
Pairing: Rogue/Wolverine
Rating: M for hopeful future chapters!
Chapter 1
Truth
Have you ever taken a moment and just looked at yourself? And I mean really looked at yourself. You see all the flaws and imperfections that nobody really notices. But you notice them.
When I look in the mirror I see what everyone else sees: auburn hair, strange white streaks, pasty white skin and full pink lips. But I also see poison.
It's in my blood, all over my skin, but mainly I think, it's in my mind.
A simple touch, an accidental brush of skin on skin and then someone is hurt, terrified, dead. They're stuck in my head- all those people and their memories- and sometimes I don't think I can take it anymore.
I am poison, I've been told enough. Not with words, but with frightened glances in my direction and quiet murmurs of, "She's the one who kills with a touch".
I have my friends- Kitty, Jubilee, Bobby- but even they don't get too close. They can't risk it. They won't risk it. So I am left alone in my own world.
I am a true rogue- afraid of everyone and everything. And everyone is afraid of me too. Everyone that is, except Logan.
He's the one who found me when I was lost, helped me learn to live.
And now? Well now I think I've made a bit of a mistake.
A/N: What do you think? I'd love to know whether to continue or not!