Title: Not Like It Should Be
Author: Natalia Melissa Vronsky
Email: blackqueenphoenix@yahoo.com or sputiehead@aol.com
Web-page: www.geocities.com/blackqueenphoenix
Part: one of ?
Category: Rogue/Gambit (kitty, jubilee, john, bobby)-my character POV
Rating: R for language... and violence/references to violence.
Summary: Sequel to my "Somebody Else's Angel" series. Takes place five years in the future.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters... Marvel Character Inc. does... 20th Century Fox does. I have NO money. I don't even have a job. I live offa my parents for Pete's sake! So don't sue me.
*Ariana Jenkins* is mine... there will be more further along in the story who are mine. Please don't use them without asking. I promise... if you ask... I'll say yes.
Author's Notes: I had ideas in my head for the usual happy lovey-dovey type story... but with all's that's happened here in the U.S. as of late... and my constant self-exposure to it... via TV, radio and magazines/newspapers.... I've got this sad grim outlook on things... it strays massively from what I'm used to writing.
Since this is five years after the last story... Rogue and Gambit would be about 26/27.
Thanks: to Cassie and Daisy for being the worlds bestest beta's. :)
Dedicated: To all those lost on Sept. 11, 2001... and all those effected in any way shape or form by what happened...
Archive: Feel free to archive anywhere... I don't care so long as it's not at some "worst fan-fiction ever" page... also... just let me know, 'kay?
Feedback: PLEASE! I don't care if'n you flame me... just respond... it's nice to know what others think of my work. PLEASE!
"I hopped down from what I considered my safe perch atop a tree, and landed behind a tall man.
He looked back at me and motioned for me to go ahead of him.
Looking into his eerie red-on-black eyes I simply nod and join a mass of other people.
Young and old... seems like we've only got one thing in common... the rags we wear.
Of course, there are four, the tall man being one, who are decked in black leather.
Two women in the middle of the group of people.
One with jet-black hair... of some sort of Asian descent.
The other has a mop light brown hair.
A woman at front.
She holds a light, leading the way for us.
All I can see in the dark of night is her mass of curly brown and white hair.
I wonder briefly if she is their leader.
'Who are these people?' I whisper to a man standing next to me.
'Don't you know, girl?' He asked annoyed.
The woman beside him tsks. 'They are our saviors. The X-Men.'
I smile... hope renewed in my dark life.
The X-Men had been thought killed.
If these are the real X-Men... then surely they'll save the world from Lord Apocalypse."
~ Ariana Jenkins ~
Author: Natalia Melissa Vronsky
Email: blackqueenphoenix@yahoo.com or sputiehead@aol.com
Web-page: www.geocities.com/blackqueenphoenix
Part: one of ?
Category: Rogue/Gambit (kitty, jubilee, john, bobby)-my character POV
Rating: R for language... and violence/references to violence.
Summary: Sequel to my "Somebody Else's Angel" series. Takes place five years in the future.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters... Marvel Character Inc. does... 20th Century Fox does. I have NO money. I don't even have a job. I live offa my parents for Pete's sake! So don't sue me.
*Ariana Jenkins* is mine... there will be more further along in the story who are mine. Please don't use them without asking. I promise... if you ask... I'll say yes.
Author's Notes: I had ideas in my head for the usual happy lovey-dovey type story... but with all's that's happened here in the U.S. as of late... and my constant self-exposure to it... via TV, radio and magazines/newspapers.... I've got this sad grim outlook on things... it strays massively from what I'm used to writing.
Since this is five years after the last story... Rogue and Gambit would be about 26/27.
Thanks: to Cassie and Daisy for being the worlds bestest beta's. :)
Dedicated: To all those lost on Sept. 11, 2001... and all those effected in any way shape or form by what happened...
Archive: Feel free to archive anywhere... I don't care so long as it's not at some "worst fan-fiction ever" page... also... just let me know, 'kay?
Feedback: PLEASE! I don't care if'n you flame me... just respond... it's nice to know what others think of my work. PLEASE!
"I hopped down from what I considered my safe perch atop a tree, and landed behind a tall man.
He looked back at me and motioned for me to go ahead of him.
Looking into his eerie red-on-black eyes I simply nod and join a mass of other people.
Young and old... seems like we've only got one thing in common... the rags we wear.
Of course, there are four, the tall man being one, who are decked in black leather.
Two women in the middle of the group of people.
One with jet-black hair... of some sort of Asian descent.
The other has a mop light brown hair.
A woman at front.
She holds a light, leading the way for us.
All I can see in the dark of night is her mass of curly brown and white hair.
I wonder briefly if she is their leader.
'Who are these people?' I whisper to a man standing next to me.
'Don't you know, girl?' He asked annoyed.
The woman beside him tsks. 'They are our saviors. The X-Men.'
I smile... hope renewed in my dark life.
The X-Men had been thought killed.
If these are the real X-Men... then surely they'll save the world from Lord Apocalypse."
~ Ariana Jenkins ~
