People thought she gave up.
That she hated who she was but knew she couldn't change it so didn't bother to try.
That wasn't true.
Maybe he was the only one that knew but she had worked until her tears streamed and all to no avail.
One night he had woken early and had been unable to return to sleep.
Walked downstairs to the deserted hallways, snapped on the light and had almost yelped out loud - losing much of his dignity as a brave and undefeated X-Man - when he saw the silhouette in the grounds outside.
Sitting in the lotus position on the dewy grass her eyes were scrunched, her hands fisted, tear tracks swept across her cheeks, her white hair stood out in the darkness, her black clothes just helped her blend into the enriching darkness,
'Rogue,' Scott had said quietly,
He could see her lips moving slightly - as though she were talking with her self - the voices in her head he assumed - she did not answer,
'Rogue,' he spoke louder and shook her shoulder.
Always carful to avoid her skin.
Her eyes snapped open and focused blearily on him,
'What time is it?' her voice was hoarse whisper, she clasped her head her face twisted in pain.
'About three in the morning, what are you doing out here?' he held a hand out to gel her up but she ignored it, not moving.
'Couldn't sleep, so i came out here to - to get away from Kitty's sleep talking.
She lied very well indeed.
'Ok, so why were you mediating?' he was honestly confused,
'Just thinking through some stuff, it doesn't matter.'
'You were trying to control you're power, weren't you?'
'Of course not, why would i bother? It's hopeless.' She said defensively, he sat on the grass beside her, his visored eyes looked over the trees that swayed in darkness.
'You don't believe that.'
'How would you know that?'
'Because i used to hate my mutation too.' She said nothing but Scott swore she muttered 'Lier' under her breath.
'I can't look at anyone without hurting them. What colour eyes do i have Rogue? What colour eyes do you have? To me they're black, to me everything's a blur of black and red, i hated it for a long time. A really long time. A part of me still does.'
'You can control your power. Maybe it's not perfect but at least you have away to stop your self. Shut your eyes, everyone's safe. Me? I can't do that. I know i can't - So why waste time and energy trying?'
She stood up, her words were sharp but not loud or all that angry, just impossibly knowing.
Scott stood up,
'Yeah, Rogue, your power can hurt people, but everyone can hurt people, non-mutants can hurt people! Car's and knives and guns, bombs and trains and even hands. What you have to accept is that it's a part of you. And you can't give up or else it'll always eat at you.'
'Pretend you don't care, that won't hurt anyone. But if you honestly don't give a crap then your just going to hurt the people you do care about. People won't judge you for trying and failing - especially the people at this place, but they might if you never try.' He stood, and turned, hoping that he had managed to help even a little bit,
'I will.'
The voice behind him said, and when he looked back at her she was still and silent, back in the lotus position.
Did her giving up in the end count as breaking that promise?
Well this is the end,, my heart is breaking! /3Everyone that has reviewed can have a cyber cookie ^^ i always thought Cyclops was over looked, let's be honest - he and Rogue are similar in their powers. hope you all like it! xx
