Friend… A term that seems so distant now. Just what exactly it means to be one and who exactly your friends are.
Things are so hazy. I can't think straight. This person. They look so familiar, like a distant memory. A familiar stranger in a crowd. They're talking to me. I can't understand them. Everything is so foggy; yet, beginning to clear… "Rogue…" I can hear them call out. They're talking to me? Who? Who is it…? "Rogue. Rogue! Can you hear me? Are ya okay?" Rogue… That name. I know that name. Is that my name? Things are much clearer now. I can start to see. Those eyes. Black, with red pupils. So unnatural…
"Rogue! You have to snap out of it!" Another voice? Another person… I can see them. Blue. They're blue. Even stranger, I should feel frightened by all of this. Yet, it seems all so safe, so welcoming, so friendly.
"Aww man. Do ya think she's dead?"
"I'm not sure. No, wait. Look, she's breathing."
"Well that's a start. But what do we do now? She doesn't look too good… Ahh..." These two. I know them. But who are they? The familiar strangers. I can see these images. Images in my head of them. Are they friends? "Rogue! C'mon! Wake up!"
"Gambit! Yelling won't help anything…"
Gambit. He's the black-eyed one. I can see it. A faint memory. "I know, Kurt. But if she don't wake up, then what are we supposed to do?"
"Look! She's starting to wake up!" Kurt. The blue one. I can't quite seem to remember…
A scoff, "And you told Remy that yelling wouldn't help."
"Ruhig, Gambit. Rogue, are you alright?"
"Rogue… C'mon." Concern trailing his tone
Eyes fluttering open, I can see the nighttime sky. Looking left and right, I can see the two of them, coming into full view. "Where… Where am I?"
They looked to one another with a smile, and then back down to me. Kurt, the blue one, sighed in relief. "You're okay."
Pushing myself up slowly, I put a hand to the back of my head, rubbing it gently. "Kurt? Gambit?"
"Yeah, it's us. C'mon, let's get you back to the institute." Kurt said. He gestured to Gambit, then they both proceeded to help me up. Pulling me along, as they walked back to where ever they were taking me.
I know these two, more than just their names and their faces, but I can't seem to remember… This Institute…
Some time later
"Okay now. Here ya go." They set me down on a bed. Kurt furrowed his brow, "Rogue? Are you sure you're okay?"
Looking around the room we were now in, my head began to throb. Random images flashing before me, not knowing any of them. "Rogue…" The name sounded strange on the tongue. "That's… That's me, isn't it?" I questioned, my gaze landing on Gambit.
He looked concerned, and quickly shifted his view to Kurt and then back to me. "Yeah, that's you…" There was an awkward silence for a moment before, "Rogue… What all can you remember? Ya know, about what happened and everything?"
Everything. Who I am, what happened… I don't really know any of it. "I… I can't remember anything. Everything is a blur, and my head…" Quickly putting a hand to my temple, a rush of pain surged.
"Nothing… You don't remember anything?" Kurt asked. I shook my head slowly, wincing at the pain.
Gambit sighed, "Great. Just what we need… Okay, well, let's start from the beginning, yeah?" He walked over and sat next to me on the bed. "Do ya remember who I am?"
I nodded, "Gambit. And that's Kurt."
Gambit smirked, "Well, at least, ya remember ol' Remy. That's all that matters."
"Gambit…" Kurt rolled his eyes, "She probably only knows that because we've been talking to each other." Gambit looked at me, and I smiled sheepishly back at him. "See? Told you."
"Way to kill a man's moment, Nightcrawler…"
Kurt shook his head, "Rogue. For right now, all you really need to know is that this is your home. The Xavier Institute. My room is right next door, and Gambit's room is just down the hall. If you need anything, just come to either of us, preferably me, if you need anything." Gambit gave Kurt a pointed look, which Kurt ignored. "For the most part, try to stay in here."
"Yeah, blue boy is right." Gambit said, standing up. "The last thing we need is Red or Shades asking questions and looking at Remy to blame, like usual."
I nodded slowly, and Kurt smiled. "Don't worry, Rogue. It'll be alright. We'll see you in the morning, try and get some sleep." With that, the two took their leave, closing the door behind them.
With a sigh, I stood, walking over to the vanity mirror. How does he expect me to sleep? I don't even know where I am. Home? How can I be so sure? Looking the mirror, I can see a girl. She stood there, staring back at me. Greenish-gray eyes, which looked back with such concern and confusion; auburn hair which framed her heart-shaped face, with distinct white bangs hanging on either side; and pale white skin, which looked like it would glow in the sunlight.
Is this really me? It is, isn't it? My head is just pounding… Maybe some sleep would do me good… Walking back to the bed, I lay down, only taking a moment before everything started to go dark…
Author's Notes
Hello! Alright, so as promised, I've gone through and re-written the first chapter and in my own opinion I believe it's a vastly great improvement. I'll be going through and doing this for all the chapters, and I'll post them as I finish them. All the while this is happening, I am finishing the story as well. So hopefully we can all expect an end by the end of the year. I hope that everyone is enjoying the holidays, and I hope to hear more from all you in the reviews.