Author's note: I don't own these Marvel characters, but I wish I did ;) Also, this is my first fic(thanks Suz for the translations!). I think Remy may be this deep, but never shows it. But then again, I may just be lookin' for something that's not there.
Memoirs
It's finally over. Grace a Dieu. But now........?
I've defeated the New Sun. But now the guilds can never join, and our feud will continue until I die. When I wed Bella Donna, not only did I love her, but I hoped it would calm the hatred that plagued us all. But that was pointless. It's a funny thing, really. The whole world's fate rests in my hands- wether I join the guilds in peace or not. I let them fight and kill each other, or sacrifice the rest of the planet. People will go through their little lives never knowing I alone could destin their fate. They go and pick up their kids at soccer practice, sit down to a calm family meal. While I have all the power in the world- literally. But hell, life is so quick, so precious...I could never take that from anyone.....
Life. What a struggle. Some say la vie est salope et apres tu meurs. It's true. But we should live it to the fullest. You only live once. We should live each day to the fullest. No point in stressing out over every little thing. I should be having as much fun while I'm still young. Saisissez le jour, lassez les bons temps rouler. Spontanaeity, something I once thrived on....
Ah, my past. But I got over it, and have moved on. Life's too short to dwell on the little detours of the jouirney. I only hacve one regret- Rogue. I loved her. Still do. But if only things could've been different...
We were so in love, even without physical contact. 'Cept for that time she put me in the coma. And the few weeks where my powers were modified- yea it wasn't for very long, but it was definitely worth it. Heh. She's so vibrant, full of life. God, her reaction when she opened my Christmas present-she feels the same about me too. If only she could leave her past as I did mine. Maybe she will, and will join me again. But who knows, maybe her and Collossus will "work out". I doubt it. She's too feisty for him. But I wish them nothing but happiness. Happiness. Sounds so foreign....
At this stage in my life, it kinda is. I'm older now. Still have that inner spark, but it's fading. Still have my charm and good looks. But they're not as important anymore. IT's the little things I tend to enjoy. Though it's contentedness, much better than pleasure. Pleasure is momentary, often leaving you hollow. But to be content....It's nice. Like having good ol' home cooking, witht he spices just right.
But I'm missin' out on things like that every day. Just not enough time....
Between savin' the world and all the changes wit everyone else, it's a never-ending overwhelming force of stress. Everyone else is goin' through the same kinda thing- changes. Seems that things are fallin' apart. Jake's a woman now. A very nice one at that. Proffessor lost Moira. Besty and Warren are no more. Kitty's gone, and we don't know where. Cecilia's still on Rave. Kelley's dead. Cyke's dead, and Jean won't let it go. And poor Rogue has this weird change in her DNA, it's torture for her. It's all gon' to hell.
Hmmm....so it's the little things, eh? I hope so, there has to be somtin to get me up every mornin. Life itself doesn't seem good enough anymore. Mmmmmm......an eclaire sounds tres delicieux.
Memoirs
It's finally over. Grace a Dieu. But now........?
I've defeated the New Sun. But now the guilds can never join, and our feud will continue until I die. When I wed Bella Donna, not only did I love her, but I hoped it would calm the hatred that plagued us all. But that was pointless. It's a funny thing, really. The whole world's fate rests in my hands- wether I join the guilds in peace or not. I let them fight and kill each other, or sacrifice the rest of the planet. People will go through their little lives never knowing I alone could destin their fate. They go and pick up their kids at soccer practice, sit down to a calm family meal. While I have all the power in the world- literally. But hell, life is so quick, so precious...I could never take that from anyone.....
Life. What a struggle. Some say la vie est salope et apres tu meurs. It's true. But we should live it to the fullest. You only live once. We should live each day to the fullest. No point in stressing out over every little thing. I should be having as much fun while I'm still young. Saisissez le jour, lassez les bons temps rouler. Spontanaeity, something I once thrived on....
Ah, my past. But I got over it, and have moved on. Life's too short to dwell on the little detours of the jouirney. I only hacve one regret- Rogue. I loved her. Still do. But if only things could've been different...
We were so in love, even without physical contact. 'Cept for that time she put me in the coma. And the few weeks where my powers were modified- yea it wasn't for very long, but it was definitely worth it. Heh. She's so vibrant, full of life. God, her reaction when she opened my Christmas present-she feels the same about me too. If only she could leave her past as I did mine. Maybe she will, and will join me again. But who knows, maybe her and Collossus will "work out". I doubt it. She's too feisty for him. But I wish them nothing but happiness. Happiness. Sounds so foreign....
At this stage in my life, it kinda is. I'm older now. Still have that inner spark, but it's fading. Still have my charm and good looks. But they're not as important anymore. IT's the little things I tend to enjoy. Though it's contentedness, much better than pleasure. Pleasure is momentary, often leaving you hollow. But to be content....It's nice. Like having good ol' home cooking, witht he spices just right.
But I'm missin' out on things like that every day. Just not enough time....
Between savin' the world and all the changes wit everyone else, it's a never-ending overwhelming force of stress. Everyone else is goin' through the same kinda thing- changes. Seems that things are fallin' apart. Jake's a woman now. A very nice one at that. Proffessor lost Moira. Besty and Warren are no more. Kitty's gone, and we don't know where. Cecilia's still on Rave. Kelley's dead. Cyke's dead, and Jean won't let it go. And poor Rogue has this weird change in her DNA, it's torture for her. It's all gon' to hell.
Hmmm....so it's the little things, eh? I hope so, there has to be somtin to get me up every mornin. Life itself doesn't seem good enough anymore. Mmmmmm......an eclaire sounds tres delicieux.