Wow this is my first fic in a very long, time i hope you enjoy it.
Both Gambit and Rogue have ended up in a mutant concentration camp. Both are being pushed to the end of their being, there lives will be stained in blood and fire. But can they get past the tramua and Fear and find they way into each other hearts...if theres anything left.
plot
The basic plot is that Gambit after the battle with Apocalypse is among the first mutants to be put into mutant work camps. He has been in it for aproximately 1 and half years, and it now 21.
Rogue is now 18, and has just been transfered to the same camp as Gambit, after having being captured a few months ago.(How will be explained)
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Remy
The strangest of all things to him was the hatred, the brutal uncloaked hatred they felt for him. There eyes narrowed and full of disgust pierced his back as he moved in mechanical movements, down grab, up throw, down grab, up throw till it burned in his memory like a tape stuck on loop. He knew if given the chance they would kill him; lynching him like a common wolf in the fields, they all were grown men, white haired in look and beast in spirit. He was a boy maybe a man and they hated him with a passion unfathomable. He reckoned that they hated him before they ever knew him, and they'll hate him long after he left.
He had once asked the other slaves why they older men looked at him with eyes filled with hate; they had said it was because he was a constant reminder of what they hated in themselves. That it was because he reminded them of the devils.
Rogue
It was quiet here, it was always quiet here. Not even the gentle breeze against the leaves dared to make a sound, not even the sound of the heavily breathing men that went to work out in the miner. It was oh so silent.
Shewas alone in the dark, the dark that threatened to suck her whole if she didn't sleep with one eye open and with a mind free from thoughts, dreams and hope. She knew they would come for her, she had heard them talking...once, talking about the girl to be feared among human and mutants alike. They all feared her, afraid of her look and of her touch afraid that with a simple brush against her they could die. But yet they were still coming for her, to what? she didn't know, but all she knew was that for once she was the once to feel the fear.
Remy
The devil he though if I am the devil incarnate then what am I doing here among mere Mephastophilis. I may have power but I have never used them for the forces of evil, but maybe its time to...
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