My soul for Your Kiss- Part 3

By Kenne Morrison

Disclaimer:The following story contains characters that belong solely to Marvel Comics.The events that occur herein, however, are completely made up by the author and do not reflect in any way things that have occurred in the actual comics.This story is for entertainment purposes only, NOT FOR PROFIT.


"No! God, no! Nooooo!"

Rogue began to stir at the sound of someone screaming. Where was she? What was going on? Who screamed? There were too many questions as Rogue opened her eyes to see where she was. She was in an empty metallic chamber. No, not empty. Someone was there. Ororo. Storm must have been kidnapped with her. The last thing she remembered was fighting with Ororo and running away when she saw a Sentinel? Break inth the mall. Who the heck sent a sentinel after them? What did they want?She was regretting not being close to Storm when the attack began. Storm would have known how to attack the sentinel, but she had been distracted. They had been fighting. But fighting over what, or who?

"Oh, Remy! Yes!"

"Oh, Rogue!"

Rogue shook her head. What was that? Had she been dreaming? Who screamed? Then Rogue let out a wail. She knew who had screamed. She had.

Rogue had awakened to find herself in the cockpit of one of the blackbirds. She could not remember how she got there nor could she remember what had happened days ago. "Hallo? Is there anybody in here?" Rogue called when she glimpsed a flicker of something down in the cargo area. "Hallo?" Rogue could feel her heart beating fast and her hand get clammy when she got further into the plane. Something was happening that she didn't want to see. Something that would tear her world apart. She heard them before she saw them. She could hear their soft moans and their proclamations of love as they got near to climax. Although she knew who it was and what they were doing, Rogue's heart dropped when she saw Gambit and Storm together on the cot that the X-Men had installed in case someone was injured. This isn't really happening right now, Rogue realized. She also knew it wasn't a memory, but something also told her that she was seeing the true events as they occurred anyway.

Rogue snapped awake as Storm started to stir. That was when Rogue noticed that both she and Storm were being confined by metal bands across their shoulders waist and legs, binding them to cylindrical columns. Rogue tried to break free, but her strength failed her. Must be using some kind of power inhibiter, she determined. "Oh!" Storm moaned from the column facing directly opposite Rogue. "Remy!! No, its me Storm. Oh, God. Rogue!! She's standing right there. She saw us. Oh, I'm sorry, so sorry. Please forgive me, Rogue." With that Storm jolted awake and at that moment all of Rogue's fears and suspicions were confirmed. It wasn't some cruel trick. Storm had gotten involved with Gambit, she had given him something Rogue could not give him. The satisfaction of being physically intimate with a woman.

"HOW COULD YOU??????!!!!!!!!!" Rogue roared out releasing the emotions that were threatening to tear her heart apart. She fidgeted in her restraints wanting with every ounce of herself to break free so she could puts her hands around the throat of the traitor before her. "I TRUSTED YOU, YOU COW!!!!!!"

Storm's first response was remorse for having gone too far with a man that was not available. She felt bad to know that in her moment of weakness she had enticed a man to give in to the emotions they both felt. Then Storm remembered that at the moment of climax, in the height of their passion when her name was supposed to be on his lips, it wasn't her he was reaching out to, but Rogue, a woman who has done everything short of slapping him in the face to show him that they were not going to be together. Rogue held his heart and even when she was not able to give him the love he needed, she still would not release him to let him find that love somewhere else. Even in the arms of another woman, her name was the name he called out. She was the one that he obsessed over. Never Storm, never the woman who had loved him from the moment she first saw him. "How dare you yell at me!!" Storm lashed out. "You have no right taking all your hurt and anger out on me. I gave him what he wanted, what he needed and yet YOU were the name he called out. You were the person he wanted. NOT ME!! Never me!!!!"

"YOU MAKE ME SICK!!!! YOU HAD A MAN!! YOU THREW HIM AWAY!!! NOW YOU WANT TO GO AND TAKE AWAY THE ONLY PERSON THAT MEANS ANYTHING TO ME!!!!!!!" Rogue unleashed the well of emotion that was bottling inside her. She had never loved anyone the way she loves Gambit, she understands that he has given up so much in order to be with her, but it was not her fault and it was not Storm's place to give him the one thing he could not have with her. Tears streamed down her face when she realized that the one person that mattered in her life had replaced her with someone else.

"You don't know the events that lead up to that night. You remember the night Gambit and I had gone in search of Magneto? Well, we found Magneto, and he was ready for us. He had set up an ambush for us and I walked right into it. Gambit was barely able to force Magneto back so that we could retreat. We went back to the Blackbird and he layed me down on the medical cot. I was unconscious and when I woke up he looked so beautiful looking down at me when that fear that a little boy gets when his favorite dog is dying from getting run over. I could not resist. I pulled him down to me and we started kissing. He wasn't to blame. He pulled back, and I pulled him back onto me. I forced him to give in to the emotion of the moment. But still the name on his lips was yours. Why can't you just let him go, let him get on with his life. He could be mine, but you won't let him go. Please, just let him go."

Rogue stared into Ororo's face and realized that for the first time since they first met, she did not know what was going on inside of Storm. Storm had always led a pretty open life, and was free with her emotions, but this was a side that she had never expressed. If what Storm said was accurate, Remy was still responsible for his part in that night, but Storm had forced her will on someone else in a way that violated everything she had ever pretended to uphold. "You are a very, very sick woman. I can't stand you!" Rogue spat out through clenched teeth. Storm looked like she was about to make a comment when there was a flash of light and Rogue lost consciousness.

The mysterious figure of their captor fumbled his fingers over a few switches and chuckled to himself. This venture was proving to be far more amusing than he ever thought it could be. Rogue and Storm were experiencing pain and heartache and the beauty of it was that he was able to inflict pain on them not by deceiving them or setting up false memories, but by simply allowing them to see the truth as it occurred. Soon it would be time for him to proceed with the final stage of his plan. He was sure that Gambit would arrive to rescue the two women that meant the most to him. Then, he would have the pleasure of knowing that he hurt Gambit in much the same way that Gambit hurt him. Soon he would separate Rogue and Storm. He would inflict torture on them, first by making them believe that he killed the other right in front of her and she was unable to assist. Then he would inflict physical pain on them. The kind of torture that was unlike anything they had ever experienced before. And even though he was aware that killing them both would be the greatest revenge, he also was aware of a secret that one of them was holding from everyone including Gambit. He decided he would content himself with killing one of the two women in his possession and that he would let the other one live, so that the secret she held would destroy more than one life sometime in the future.

The blackbird was beginning its descent in a clearing 20 feet from the outside of the complex where Beast had located their two teammates. Gambit was on his feet pacing up and down, while Iceman was staring up at him. Glaring up at him actually. Bobby was getting sick of Gambit's inability to determine which woman, Storm or Rogue, he loved. Bobby had noticed Gambit paying more concern over Storm's danger rather than Rogue, and while he had set in motion things that would allow him to proclaim his own love for Rogue, he was very angry that Gambit had toyed so with Rogue's emotions. Once we land, I'm going to put an end to all this once and for all, Bobby promised to himself.


Rogue stirred and saw a shadow of a man standing not more than twenty feet in front of her, and he had Storm in his hands. "How nice of you to wake up. I wouldn't want you to miss this for the world." With those words, the shadowed man emitted a flash of flame from his hands that caught Storm on fire. The blaze was so intense that Rogue was forced to close her eyes. When she opened them again, there was nothing left of Storm but a pile of ashes on the floor.

Suddenly all the anger Rogue felt for what had happened between Storm and Gambit melted away and was replaced with sorrow accompanied with memories of events that they had shared, laughter over things that no one else would have understood, tears shed over a comforting shoulder, and looks of sisterly love that they had exchanged between them. Storm may have committed a horrible deed, but Storm had been her best friend and her sister for so many years. To see all of that rendered to ashes was more than Rogue could bear. At that moment her heart broke, and she watched as the river of tears she cried washed the pieces of her heart away.


Storm stirred and tried to regain her balance. Blessed goddess. What had happened now? When she opened her eyes she was startled to see a man in shadows standing before her and she was still bound to the column. When her focus cleared a little more, she saw that he was holding a defenseless, and powerless most likely, Rogue in his hands. His hands were covering her throat, and he was laughing as he waited for her to regain consciousness then he emitted a flame from his hand that completely engulfed Rogue. Storm turned her face away and was immediately filled with tears for the loss of one so dear to her. Rogue may not have been perfect, but she had been one of the most loyal and caring women Storm had ever had the pleasure of knowing.

At that moment, Storm unbiddingly flashed back to a moment when just after Rogue had joined the X-Men. Rogue had been accused of a murder that she could not prove she did not commit. And in panic, she had ran away from everyone, including the X-Men. Storm had requested permission to go and bring Rogue back, alone. She had found her on the banks of the Mississippi. During their conversation it had become apparent to Storm how guilty Rogue felt for the many things she had done in her life that had hurt others. Storm knew that at that moment what she needed was a friend. Someone who she could trust and who trusted her. Storm offered her friendship and trust. She proved to Rogue that day that she had friends and she did not have to fight alone.

Now Storm felt the pain of her loss intensely. She had lost friends before but it did not lessen the pain of experiencing it all over again. Rogue was a friend and Storm vowed that if she got out of this alive, she would find a way to make their captor pay for Rogue's death.

End of Part Three


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