I don't own X-Men.
Hope you all like this new story, it popped in my head a few weeks ago and I finally typed it up. I don't have much of an idea on where its going, so any ideas would be great. I already have the second chapter wrote, so I'll put it up if you all want me too. Oh and the title is actually S.T.A.L.K., ff didn't put the periods.
The rushing winds and the horrid screams are enough to make you wish you were deft, but the sight of blood spilling out of a young woman's body is enough to make you cry. The young woman braces herself as she tries to stand, but as she was close to succeeding a steel pole comes at her. A blue man like thing watches as his prey goes through multiple trees, breaking branches and bones as she goes. He just laughs, as if he's enjoying causing this girl so much pain.
The man floats over to the unmoving girl's body; her chest is rising and lowering slowly as blood drips from her head, neck and mouth. An evil smirk appears on his face as he takes in the scene before him. Yes, it's true the girl doesn't have to die, but sooner or later she would have gotten in his way, so would be free. He turns his back on the dieing girl, but stops as he hears her speak.
"Ah ain't done yet." Whispers the girl in a southern voice. The man rolls his eyes as he turns back to her, her body is almost covered with blood. Even little droplets of the crimson liquid are falling from the ends of her chin length auburn hair. Her pure ivory bangs, the frame her face, are blood red.
"So it may seem, though I must insist you yield in your actions. I drained every once of power your body held. You're no better then the thing you always wanted to be, a human." The glowing blue man raises his hand towards the girl. "So now you got your wish, die pathetic human!!" yells the man as he sends an enormous blast at the girl.
Once the smoke cleared the girl's body was visible, even though she's covered with rubble. Slowly her eyes opened and a tear rolls down her blue and black cheek. Then her head falls to the side and her breathing subsides. Without warning it starts to rain, but suddenly the water droplets stop midair. A flash of golden light hits the girl and then four figures in cloaks stand around her body.
"The child fought hard." Mentions the figure with a soft famine voice in a white cloak, as it bends down and brushes the tear off the young woman's face.
"Yes she did, though she didn't think so." States a shorter figure wisely, wearing a green cloak..
"Why would you say that?" asks figure in a blue cloak, only silently taller and widely built figure than the other, confusedly.
"Easy, she lost the battle. But more importantly she got close to someone and she got hurt." Answers the figure in a yellow cloak. It crosses its arms across its chest.
"So what should we do?" asks the figure in white as it looks away from the girl's body.
"I say we give her another chance" The four figures turn around to see red cloaked figure. "But at a different life." It states smugly.
"What do you mean?" asks the figure in yellow, as it uncrosses its arm. "How different of a life?" it demands as it turns back to the girl. "She was abandoned, lied to, enslaved and couldn't touch another living thing. How different of a life could we give her without changing who she is and was meant to be? The Rogue." The fifth figure walks over to the girl's body. It lays its hand on her cheek.
"Simple, we'll change her powers" Answers the figure in red, as it looks at the other cloaked figures to see their answers. "They'll go from absorption to empathy." Three out of the four other figures nod their heads, the yellow figure disagreed.
"Empathy? Don't be stupid, that'll change her too much." Growls the yellow figure madly.
"Yes, but I have an idea. Just trust me on this, I know what I'm doing." States the red figure dangerously.
"Is that so?" laughs the yellow figure
"Yes." Growls the red figure
"Fine, but if something goes wrong" starts the yellow figure as it raises its arm towards the red figure.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Sighs the red figure.
All five figures nod their heads and the girl's body starts to glow yellow, green, red, blue and white, one after another. Once white covers the girl's body the figures disappear and the world starts to rewind its self.
So besides it being short, how was it? Oh and basically Apocalpse ruled the world, because Rogue wasn't part of the X-Men. So now that the figures rewind time, can Rogue become what she was meant to be?