Beauty is in the Red Eye of the Beholder
by: Black Enchantress
Disclaimer: As if you people would actually think that I own Marvel's characters. Why I even bother to put this is beyonde me.
*conscience talking* "talking" 'Thoughts' ~other mutant thoughts~ {{{in these brackets are what is happening in Rogue's mind}}} (reading silently)
This chapter is about Rogue's subconscious taking a trip through her mind. But is it her mind or a dream?
Chapter 24 ~ Losin' ya'self
{{{Sweat trickled down her face as fear gripped her heart in it's icy tentacles. She ran as fast as her legs could possible take her...They were coming. Rogue chanced a glance over her shoulder behind her. Her breath came in spurts as she stumbled through the trees. She couldn't see them, smell them, hear them or even sense them anymore.
'Maybe they gave up.' She slowed and finally came to a stop and back up to a tree.
*Whah the hell would they stop?! Keep runnin' ya fool!*
'Ah can'! Help meh! Someone please help meh!' A tear of fear fell down her face. They wanted revenge...no they wanted to tear her apart.
"Why-don't-you-just-steal-someone-else's-energy-then-Roguey?!" Pietro's psyche zipped beside her whispering in her ear. She jumped away from him and screamed.
"Yeah, maybe you might kill someone next time!" Rogue had jumped into a raging Lance. She screamed again and whirled around to run but ran into Fred.
"Little soul snatcher. She's a freak even among us!" Blob shoved her into a tree. Rogue's head hit the tree hard and her vision swam before her eyes.
She turned and ran through the forest again, pushing her already taxed body on as fast as it could. Tears fell down her face as the scenery whirled by her. Her own psyche coached her on, screeching for her to run faster. She felt something close around her neck and snap her to the ground. Her hands flew to her neck clawing at the cold metal hindrance.
"An animal that should be caged." The voice was as cold as the blue eyes behind it. Rogue looked up into the eyes of Magneto. She felt cold metal make a familiar slamming into her flesh. Rogue's mouth opened wide but no sound escaped but a trickled of blood. "Pathetic!"
Rogue gritted her teeth against the pain and slammed her foot up and crashing into the master of magnetism's stomach. Mags doubled over in pain giving her time to pull out the stake and rip the collar off.
'Ah won' be caged again. Ya took mah lahfe away!' she railed at him. She turned the stake into a small knife and charged at Magneto with it. She slammed it up and into his soft flesh, blood poured down her hands and onto her. A pained smile formed on his cold features.
"Murderers deserved to be caged. Your even crueler then Mystique, you miserable wretch!" Rogue's face twisted into a snarl, mags smile only widened. "Your nothing but nature's killing machine. Look at you! Even now your thoughts scream to absorb me completely. The hunger is calling to you...don't you hear it..." Rogue's snarl changed into shock. She could feel the nagging at the pit of her herself. Her insides screamed to taste his essence...almost like a lust. The memory of him using Pietro as a shield to take his blows flashed to her mind.
Rogue reached up and placed a bloody, bare hand on Eric's bare face, she felt the pull begin but felt it cut off abruptly. Magneto had disappeared. Rogue felt something moist all over her. She looked down and let a scream rip from her throat. Eric's blood was all over her. She felt the world go black then reappear at the Xavier's institute. She felt a hatred creep up her spine. Then Xavier appeared before him, then Ororo, then Logan, Kitty, Kurt, Evan, Jean and Scott. They were all around her staring at her in horror at the blood that still covered her completely.
"Stripes...what have you done?" Rogue turned a horrified face at Logan who looked back at her with hurt and shame in his eyes.
'No! Logan it's not what ya thahnk!'
"Rogue, How could you?" Ororo had tears in her eyes.
"Like, oh my god, Rogue who's blood is totally all over you?!" Kitty's eyes were wide with terror and surprise.
"Vhat did you do, meine shwester?" Rogue couldn't bring herself to look Kurt in the eye.
"She's turned into me." Rogue whirled with a snarl at Mystique.
'Don' come near mah!' Mystique disappeared replaced by a stunned Remy. Rogue's heart contracted painfully at the hurt look.
"Chere...what 'appened??"
Rogue ran into his arms gripping him tightly. She felt his arms encircle her as she cried into his chest. He lifted her chin with his fingers and looked into her emerald eyes with his demon. He bent down and kissed her lips softly. Rogue felt hot tears stream down her face as she deepened the kiss. She felt a sudden fresh energy flood through her lips; Remy's arms began to loosen around her. She pushed him away from her with a cry at the sudden realization of where the source was coming from. Remy collapsed against the tree not breathing. Rogue screamed and rushed over to him; her hand hesitated, hovering over his face scared to touch him.
'Remy! Please, wake up! Somebody get me out of here! Somebody! Please!' she fell to her knees, covering her ears screaming. She felt somebody grab her by the arms and spin her around. The woman had dark red hair and green eyes like Rogue, the woman had a concerned look on her face.
"MARIE!"}}}
"Rogue! Rogue, wake up, chere!" Rogue's eyes snapped open and let out a small scream as red on black eyes stared back at her.
She sat up in bed and pushed herself up against the head bored, frantically searching around the room. She was breathing hard; her eyes settled on Remy and her eyes filled with tears. Remy was on his hands and knees with his eyes wide with concerned with his hand on her arm. Rogue felt familiar tears course down her face; debating if she should or should not touch him. She felt the connection of control inside her, but should she trust it...or herself for that matter?
"Chere, yo' were dreamin'. I's ok now. Come on." He took her into his arms tight, and for the first time in a long time she sobbed into his chest. He began murmuring terms of endearment to her in French, reassuring her over and over again that is was just a dream. "Shhhh...i's okay now, Remy 's here fo' yo'." he whispered. He stroked her sweaty hair comforting her. Rogue dried her blood shot eyes and sat up straight. Remy gave her a comforting grin. "Do yo' wan' t' talk 'bout it?" he said with a purr. Rogue gave him back a weak smile back, weak but sincere.
"Nah, ah'm fahne now. Ah feel lahke a baby now, it was just a dream. Sorry ta scare ya lahke that." She looked over at the flashing alarm clock. 2 am. "Ah'll just read foh a little whahle an' fall asleep. Ya'll can go ta sleep." Remy gave her a skeptic look. "Ah'll be fahne." she gave him a small giggle and nudged him drawing a smile from him. He took a hold of his soaking wet wife beater then looked up at her with a coy smile.
"Hope yo' don' min', chere, but Remy gonna have t' sleep wit'out a shirt."
He took off the shirt and threw it at her. Rogue took the wet shirt off her face and dropped it on the floor. She tackled him and gave him a kiss, she moaned into it sending shivers down Remy's spine for once. She pulled away and rolled over to her side of the bed with a coy smile plastered on her face. He had a self satisfied smirk on his own as he went under the covers and buried himself in the luxurious pillows and in no time was passed out. Rogue had made sure he was asleep before she pulled out the book in her nightstand. She opened to the page where she had left off then settled into the cover and let Kurt's night vision have a connection to control.
(Dear written self,
Today I find that these changes are very strong to someone who is inexperienced as I at gifts. I suppose it takes a control that comes through experience and is something I will just have to learn. I can only hope there will not be a repeat of today.
This evening we had invited my love, Nicholas, to dine with my family and break the news to them that we have plans to wed. As the nanna bustled about the house with my mother, little sister and brother I was tucked away in my room, rummaging through my wardrobe for a suitable dress for the occasion. In the end I decided on a dark burgundy dress that complimented my red hair.
I had just finished adding touches to myself when the doorbell rang and I heard the commotion of my younger siblings bounding to the door to be the first one to meet my beloved. I left my room and came down the grand staircase to find Nicholas in the foyer chatting with my father as he shook his hand heartily. When nanna cleared her throat to announce my presence, I couldn't help but notice how Nicholas' eyes lit up with the love I knew also must have been shining in my eyes as well. He came to the bottom of the stairs and offered his hand to me and escorted me into the dining room where the rest of my family sat waiting.
Nicholas helped me into my chair and sat by my side with my mother and father at ends and my younger siblings on the opposite sides of us. We had said grace and talking happily over the salads when dinner was announced. Trays of many types were served but I just sat there and watched as the food was passed around the table taking none of it for myself. I couldn't bring myself to eat it; I don't know what to say but I couldn't bring myself to eat the food. I helped myself to some steak so as not to look suspicious of anything and reluctantly placed pieces in my mouth. The food was like ash to my palate.
Then a sudden hunger gripped me as I found my mouth open to cry out but no sound came forth. I quickly disguised it by placing my napkin over my mouth. I excused myself from the table to use the powder saying I had to powder my nose. When I reached the vanity of the bathroom another twist of hunger ripped through me; I found myself wishing above all else to scream. The thought died right there as the lust became unbearable. I looked at myself in the mirror and was horrified at the visage before me. My face was pale and drawn looking and my eyes were blood shot and my usual calm forest green eyes were harsh with a glow.
I was being told to feed the thirst. My insides screamed for it, demanded it, and commanded to be satisfied. I couldn't form a rational thought as I was reminded of the horrifying fictitious creatures called Vampires. I rushed out of the bathroom and threw on a cloak and out the door into the hailstorm. I flew down the street with a speed born unnaturally. I went into the dark alleys making myself look vulnerable to muggers looking for an easy victim. I finally came upon a pack of them quite a few blocks away from my house.
I egged them on till the attacked, then one by one took them through my touch; slower then before was the hunger satisfied. It took five of them to die before I felt the hunger ebb away slowly. I began to cry as I made my way away from the dead men making sure to hide my face deep into my cloak so no one would see me walking away fro the scene. I took a longer route running through other alleyways and streets with a quick speed and strength of five men behind me. I felt almost immortal. It was not like just having the strength of one man and my own, but that of all of them combined; one on top of the other. It was completely exhilarating. I felt my pulse quicken with excitement.
I heard them calling my name when I turned the corner on my street. Nicholas spotted me a few seconds later and sprinted to my side. He picked me up and swung me around with Joy and embraced me like a was a lost child come home again. I felt my blood stir in cold veins. I could see myself from a different perspective and could see I was now quick to anger. I wanted to strike out at Nicholas! I restrained myself and berated myself for even having he notion of such ridiculous temptations.
I gave some excuse of needing fresh air because of feeling woozy before. They took it as face value but Nicholas didn't and I could see it in his face when the others weren't looking. We went inside and finished dinner and I ate with an appetite again, surprising everyone there when I finished a third serving and asked for more. All eyes were then one me. I said I had forgotten to eat all day in the excitement of the dinner and my mother chuckled at the lovesick fools before her along with my father. My younger brother rolled his eyes as my sister clasped her hands together and sighed loudly with admiration.
After dinner my father and Nicholas went into my father's study and came out a half hour later with my father and Nicholas all smiles and chuckles. In the living room Nicholas, my father and I announced our intentions and desert of strawberries with sugar and chocolate and devil chocolate cake. Afterwards I bid Nicholas goodnight. He kissed me briefly on the cheek and left through the doors. When the door shut I ran to my room and threw myself onto my bed.
The thought had just hit me like a ton of bricks at once. When Nicholas had kissed me, not only did I feel the suction of his energy being drawn into me but I felt the hunger stir inside me. Whispering temptation to devour his essence as whole. The one man I love I must be careful around for fear I might destroy him. If it comes to it though, I vow that I will destroy myself then hurt Nicholas or my family.
Am I destined to become a murderer. Unable to come in contact with another human again without devouring them? Is my gift in cognate for a curse. Please, someone from above tell me it won't come to that. No, I am stronger then this. I WILL conquer this not the other way around.
Lessons to learn...
Katherine)
Rogue's eyes grew heavy. She felt a twinge of sympathy for Katherine but proud that she was determined to conquer her fears. She placed an old receipt into the pages as a bookmarker and placed the book into her nightstand and disconnected the line of control to Kurt's psyche. She snuggled up next to Remy and felt him mumble her name in her sleep and wrap his arms around her and draw her against his bare chest. She soon fell asleep and dreamed in peace.
(a/n...I like a little horror every now and then. Hope you enjoyed the update. Still more coming still so keep sending the reviews. ~Black Enchantress)
by: Black Enchantress
Disclaimer: As if you people would actually think that I own Marvel's characters. Why I even bother to put this is beyonde me.
*conscience talking* "talking" 'Thoughts' ~other mutant thoughts~ {{{in these brackets are what is happening in Rogue's mind}}} (reading silently)
This chapter is about Rogue's subconscious taking a trip through her mind. But is it her mind or a dream?
Chapter 24 ~ Losin' ya'self
{{{Sweat trickled down her face as fear gripped her heart in it's icy tentacles. She ran as fast as her legs could possible take her...They were coming. Rogue chanced a glance over her shoulder behind her. Her breath came in spurts as she stumbled through the trees. She couldn't see them, smell them, hear them or even sense them anymore.
'Maybe they gave up.' She slowed and finally came to a stop and back up to a tree.
*Whah the hell would they stop?! Keep runnin' ya fool!*
'Ah can'! Help meh! Someone please help meh!' A tear of fear fell down her face. They wanted revenge...no they wanted to tear her apart.
"Why-don't-you-just-steal-someone-else's-energy-then-Roguey?!" Pietro's psyche zipped beside her whispering in her ear. She jumped away from him and screamed.
"Yeah, maybe you might kill someone next time!" Rogue had jumped into a raging Lance. She screamed again and whirled around to run but ran into Fred.
"Little soul snatcher. She's a freak even among us!" Blob shoved her into a tree. Rogue's head hit the tree hard and her vision swam before her eyes.
She turned and ran through the forest again, pushing her already taxed body on as fast as it could. Tears fell down her face as the scenery whirled by her. Her own psyche coached her on, screeching for her to run faster. She felt something close around her neck and snap her to the ground. Her hands flew to her neck clawing at the cold metal hindrance.
"An animal that should be caged." The voice was as cold as the blue eyes behind it. Rogue looked up into the eyes of Magneto. She felt cold metal make a familiar slamming into her flesh. Rogue's mouth opened wide but no sound escaped but a trickled of blood. "Pathetic!"
Rogue gritted her teeth against the pain and slammed her foot up and crashing into the master of magnetism's stomach. Mags doubled over in pain giving her time to pull out the stake and rip the collar off.
'Ah won' be caged again. Ya took mah lahfe away!' she railed at him. She turned the stake into a small knife and charged at Magneto with it. She slammed it up and into his soft flesh, blood poured down her hands and onto her. A pained smile formed on his cold features.
"Murderers deserved to be caged. Your even crueler then Mystique, you miserable wretch!" Rogue's face twisted into a snarl, mags smile only widened. "Your nothing but nature's killing machine. Look at you! Even now your thoughts scream to absorb me completely. The hunger is calling to you...don't you hear it..." Rogue's snarl changed into shock. She could feel the nagging at the pit of her herself. Her insides screamed to taste his essence...almost like a lust. The memory of him using Pietro as a shield to take his blows flashed to her mind.
Rogue reached up and placed a bloody, bare hand on Eric's bare face, she felt the pull begin but felt it cut off abruptly. Magneto had disappeared. Rogue felt something moist all over her. She looked down and let a scream rip from her throat. Eric's blood was all over her. She felt the world go black then reappear at the Xavier's institute. She felt a hatred creep up her spine. Then Xavier appeared before him, then Ororo, then Logan, Kitty, Kurt, Evan, Jean and Scott. They were all around her staring at her in horror at the blood that still covered her completely.
"Stripes...what have you done?" Rogue turned a horrified face at Logan who looked back at her with hurt and shame in his eyes.
'No! Logan it's not what ya thahnk!'
"Rogue, How could you?" Ororo had tears in her eyes.
"Like, oh my god, Rogue who's blood is totally all over you?!" Kitty's eyes were wide with terror and surprise.
"Vhat did you do, meine shwester?" Rogue couldn't bring herself to look Kurt in the eye.
"She's turned into me." Rogue whirled with a snarl at Mystique.
'Don' come near mah!' Mystique disappeared replaced by a stunned Remy. Rogue's heart contracted painfully at the hurt look.
"Chere...what 'appened??"
Rogue ran into his arms gripping him tightly. She felt his arms encircle her as she cried into his chest. He lifted her chin with his fingers and looked into her emerald eyes with his demon. He bent down and kissed her lips softly. Rogue felt hot tears stream down her face as she deepened the kiss. She felt a sudden fresh energy flood through her lips; Remy's arms began to loosen around her. She pushed him away from her with a cry at the sudden realization of where the source was coming from. Remy collapsed against the tree not breathing. Rogue screamed and rushed over to him; her hand hesitated, hovering over his face scared to touch him.
'Remy! Please, wake up! Somebody get me out of here! Somebody! Please!' she fell to her knees, covering her ears screaming. She felt somebody grab her by the arms and spin her around. The woman had dark red hair and green eyes like Rogue, the woman had a concerned look on her face.
"MARIE!"}}}
"Rogue! Rogue, wake up, chere!" Rogue's eyes snapped open and let out a small scream as red on black eyes stared back at her.
She sat up in bed and pushed herself up against the head bored, frantically searching around the room. She was breathing hard; her eyes settled on Remy and her eyes filled with tears. Remy was on his hands and knees with his eyes wide with concerned with his hand on her arm. Rogue felt familiar tears course down her face; debating if she should or should not touch him. She felt the connection of control inside her, but should she trust it...or herself for that matter?
"Chere, yo' were dreamin'. I's ok now. Come on." He took her into his arms tight, and for the first time in a long time she sobbed into his chest. He began murmuring terms of endearment to her in French, reassuring her over and over again that is was just a dream. "Shhhh...i's okay now, Remy 's here fo' yo'." he whispered. He stroked her sweaty hair comforting her. Rogue dried her blood shot eyes and sat up straight. Remy gave her a comforting grin. "Do yo' wan' t' talk 'bout it?" he said with a purr. Rogue gave him back a weak smile back, weak but sincere.
"Nah, ah'm fahne now. Ah feel lahke a baby now, it was just a dream. Sorry ta scare ya lahke that." She looked over at the flashing alarm clock. 2 am. "Ah'll just read foh a little whahle an' fall asleep. Ya'll can go ta sleep." Remy gave her a skeptic look. "Ah'll be fahne." she gave him a small giggle and nudged him drawing a smile from him. He took a hold of his soaking wet wife beater then looked up at her with a coy smile.
"Hope yo' don' min', chere, but Remy gonna have t' sleep wit'out a shirt."
He took off the shirt and threw it at her. Rogue took the wet shirt off her face and dropped it on the floor. She tackled him and gave him a kiss, she moaned into it sending shivers down Remy's spine for once. She pulled away and rolled over to her side of the bed with a coy smile plastered on her face. He had a self satisfied smirk on his own as he went under the covers and buried himself in the luxurious pillows and in no time was passed out. Rogue had made sure he was asleep before she pulled out the book in her nightstand. She opened to the page where she had left off then settled into the cover and let Kurt's night vision have a connection to control.
(Dear written self,
Today I find that these changes are very strong to someone who is inexperienced as I at gifts. I suppose it takes a control that comes through experience and is something I will just have to learn. I can only hope there will not be a repeat of today.
This evening we had invited my love, Nicholas, to dine with my family and break the news to them that we have plans to wed. As the nanna bustled about the house with my mother, little sister and brother I was tucked away in my room, rummaging through my wardrobe for a suitable dress for the occasion. In the end I decided on a dark burgundy dress that complimented my red hair.
I had just finished adding touches to myself when the doorbell rang and I heard the commotion of my younger siblings bounding to the door to be the first one to meet my beloved. I left my room and came down the grand staircase to find Nicholas in the foyer chatting with my father as he shook his hand heartily. When nanna cleared her throat to announce my presence, I couldn't help but notice how Nicholas' eyes lit up with the love I knew also must have been shining in my eyes as well. He came to the bottom of the stairs and offered his hand to me and escorted me into the dining room where the rest of my family sat waiting.
Nicholas helped me into my chair and sat by my side with my mother and father at ends and my younger siblings on the opposite sides of us. We had said grace and talking happily over the salads when dinner was announced. Trays of many types were served but I just sat there and watched as the food was passed around the table taking none of it for myself. I couldn't bring myself to eat it; I don't know what to say but I couldn't bring myself to eat the food. I helped myself to some steak so as not to look suspicious of anything and reluctantly placed pieces in my mouth. The food was like ash to my palate.
Then a sudden hunger gripped me as I found my mouth open to cry out but no sound came forth. I quickly disguised it by placing my napkin over my mouth. I excused myself from the table to use the powder saying I had to powder my nose. When I reached the vanity of the bathroom another twist of hunger ripped through me; I found myself wishing above all else to scream. The thought died right there as the lust became unbearable. I looked at myself in the mirror and was horrified at the visage before me. My face was pale and drawn looking and my eyes were blood shot and my usual calm forest green eyes were harsh with a glow.
I was being told to feed the thirst. My insides screamed for it, demanded it, and commanded to be satisfied. I couldn't form a rational thought as I was reminded of the horrifying fictitious creatures called Vampires. I rushed out of the bathroom and threw on a cloak and out the door into the hailstorm. I flew down the street with a speed born unnaturally. I went into the dark alleys making myself look vulnerable to muggers looking for an easy victim. I finally came upon a pack of them quite a few blocks away from my house.
I egged them on till the attacked, then one by one took them through my touch; slower then before was the hunger satisfied. It took five of them to die before I felt the hunger ebb away slowly. I began to cry as I made my way away from the dead men making sure to hide my face deep into my cloak so no one would see me walking away fro the scene. I took a longer route running through other alleyways and streets with a quick speed and strength of five men behind me. I felt almost immortal. It was not like just having the strength of one man and my own, but that of all of them combined; one on top of the other. It was completely exhilarating. I felt my pulse quicken with excitement.
I heard them calling my name when I turned the corner on my street. Nicholas spotted me a few seconds later and sprinted to my side. He picked me up and swung me around with Joy and embraced me like a was a lost child come home again. I felt my blood stir in cold veins. I could see myself from a different perspective and could see I was now quick to anger. I wanted to strike out at Nicholas! I restrained myself and berated myself for even having he notion of such ridiculous temptations.
I gave some excuse of needing fresh air because of feeling woozy before. They took it as face value but Nicholas didn't and I could see it in his face when the others weren't looking. We went inside and finished dinner and I ate with an appetite again, surprising everyone there when I finished a third serving and asked for more. All eyes were then one me. I said I had forgotten to eat all day in the excitement of the dinner and my mother chuckled at the lovesick fools before her along with my father. My younger brother rolled his eyes as my sister clasped her hands together and sighed loudly with admiration.
After dinner my father and Nicholas went into my father's study and came out a half hour later with my father and Nicholas all smiles and chuckles. In the living room Nicholas, my father and I announced our intentions and desert of strawberries with sugar and chocolate and devil chocolate cake. Afterwards I bid Nicholas goodnight. He kissed me briefly on the cheek and left through the doors. When the door shut I ran to my room and threw myself onto my bed.
The thought had just hit me like a ton of bricks at once. When Nicholas had kissed me, not only did I feel the suction of his energy being drawn into me but I felt the hunger stir inside me. Whispering temptation to devour his essence as whole. The one man I love I must be careful around for fear I might destroy him. If it comes to it though, I vow that I will destroy myself then hurt Nicholas or my family.
Am I destined to become a murderer. Unable to come in contact with another human again without devouring them? Is my gift in cognate for a curse. Please, someone from above tell me it won't come to that. No, I am stronger then this. I WILL conquer this not the other way around.
Lessons to learn...
Katherine)
Rogue's eyes grew heavy. She felt a twinge of sympathy for Katherine but proud that she was determined to conquer her fears. She placed an old receipt into the pages as a bookmarker and placed the book into her nightstand and disconnected the line of control to Kurt's psyche. She snuggled up next to Remy and felt him mumble her name in her sleep and wrap his arms around her and draw her against his bare chest. She soon fell asleep and dreamed in peace.
(a/n...I like a little horror every now and then. Hope you enjoyed the update. Still more coming still so keep sending the reviews. ~Black Enchantress)