She's taken through the final set of doors, and for the first time in nearly a month, Rogue sees the outside world. She lets her thirsting eyes drink it all in: the blinding sun, the blue sky, and the creamy clouds.

It's beautiful.

Her escourts salute the guards overlooking the other mutants, and she is shaken from her observations. It is now that she takes the time to truly look around.

There are hundreds of mutants littered across the arid, rocky landscape of the quarry. Each of them is laboring to stay alive.

"Good. We need more muscle." He presses his belt.

She feels the return of her powers like a rush of heat, and she begins to think.


To the rude, ignorant, annoying, and anonymous reviewer too cowardly to reveal an actual penname: 1) I will report you if this ridiculous, trashy flaming continues. There is a difference between constructive crit. and all-out abuse. 2) It's a DRABBLE. Obviously you don't know what you're talking about, because if you did you'd know that drabbles are 100 words in length and they're MEANT to be vague. 3) If you really hate this so much, WHY DO YOU KEEP TAKING THE TIME TO REVIEW? Just don't read it if you don't like it! Grow up!

To my lovely readers/reviewers: I apologize for that. I'm usually a non-confrontational sorta gal, but some people just...Grr. I'm thinking of disabling anonymous reviews, but I can think of a few special ladies without accounts who wouldn't appreciate that.