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Rated PG-13 for….
Language. A lot of "hell" here. So…yeah…
Disclaimer…
I do not own X-Men or X-Evo. Whoever says otherwise, I break-a their face!
*: From the mind
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Restoration
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*The all-white room became completely black. "Who are you? What do you want from me???" Rogue growled, touching the burns on her body. It hurt beyond belief. What could she do? She was obviously not going anywhere. It wasn't like she could run.*
*Soon, another person appeared. Rogue was unable to see anything… but she knew she wasn't alone. The other body was so cold… but that was probably because Rogue was on fire a second ago. "It's YOU isn't it?" She muttered… holding her rage back. The other person smiled with no response. Rogue jumped up. "Am I dead? Did you kill me…?"*
*Silence.*
*She had enough. "Stop it! Stop making my life a living hell! I already was on fire! What else do you want from me? Aren't you satisfied?"*
*A sickening, hysterical laugh was heard… a female voice… it WAS her… the whisper in Rogue's mind. "Will you play with me?"*
*The burnt one grunted. "WHAT? You just wait one minute here! You scare the living hell out of me and now you're asking to play? What kind of demented freak are you?"*
*Someone grabbed her arms… the hands were so cold, she instantly felt her hands go numb. Rogue grunted. "Are YOU dead…?"*
*"I am not living, I am not dead."*
*Rogue narrowed her eyes. "Then what the hell are you??"*
*"You WILL play with me." The voice spoke more stubborn and unfriendly. Rogue didn't like this.*
*The presence left again. Rogue was alone. For once… she didn't want to be. Why did this "Emma" girl threaten her? Why was she torturing her? What was going on? Rogue held her head in her hands. It had already felt like an eternity of burning… and that encounter seemed like hours. Rogue found it harder and harder to speak in the environment she was in…*
* Night. Night is my time, the only moment that I truly feel safe. When the sun sets from the blue and bright sky, somehow the air feels much sweeter. I watch. People holding themselves to the earth, afraid and fearing death. I hear them call to the heavens when their time closes. I wonder what keeps them, what tortures them so. I watch. I look with eyes closed, but mind remembering. I try to stay in the night, but day comes to hide me once again. Night is my shelter, but as my heart stops at the brightness of day, no one attacks the vulnerable me.*
*The room turned white…*
Kitty looked at Kurt… he hadn't pulled any pranks on her lately at all. Ever since Rogue was injured… a lot of things were awkward. Hank didn't know when Rogue was going to get better. He said just to wait… but that was easier said than done. Kitty never knew that Kurt was so attached to Rogue… or was it that he was starting to realize how important she was now that she wasn't around and in the emergency room… Kitty had to admit that's what she felt too. Deep down inside, she knew that's how everyone felt. They were a team.
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Days, even weeks passed. Every afternoon, Kurt and the others would visit the infirmary to see how Rogue was doing. Every time it seemed as if she was having a bad dream. Kurt made sure the Yarrows were still healthy… he wanted to make sure it was one of the first things Rogue will see when she wakes up…. IF she wakes up…
Kitty sat on the bench of the park. She sighed and looked at the cement. Poor Rogue. Why did SHE have to go through all the pain? She hasn't done anything wrong. In some ways, Kitty felt like crying like the first time she saw Rogue on the floor unconscious… but she knew Rogue was going to be fine… Kitty closed her eyes tightly. Yes. She'll be fine…she hoped…
Hank looked through the records. Minor burns, a cut on her left arm… although it was deep the first time, it was healing quite well. He remained looking at the records. Light shooting from her eyes… that only happened once… a mutant was trying to mess her up in the head, was his conclusion. But why? He wasn't even sure if he was right. He sighed and leaned back on his chair. He had to get some rest. He had been trying to figure this out non-stop. He closed his eyes and tried to get some rest.
Rogue opened her eyes. Slowly… she began to breathe… she felt a sharp pain on her entire left arm. She dared not to look and gazed upon her surroundings. White everywhere… but she was in a bed… she looked next to her to see a bouquet of Yarrows. She looked next to it to see a card…
IT MEANS HEALING.-Kurt
She laughed a little… despite the pain she felt on her whole body. She looked at her hands… dim burn marks. She was fine… except… she looked at her left arm. Stitches… a lot of them from the top of her shoulder to the palm of her hand. Though she had gloves on her hands… she could tell that her left hand was also sliced. She stared at the ceiling. She was alive. THAT she was grateful for. She looked at the corner to see Hank, who seemed to be asleep. She tried moving her left arm, but it shot more pain to her than she thought. At least she didn't hear the whispering anymore.
Hank slowly opened his eyes and smiled. "Rogue… thank God you're alive."
She smiled and struggled to talk. She took it slow. "Yeah… I missed you guys. How long was I out?"
"Nearly a month now. Rogue… this is very serious… whatever got in you won't stop."
Rogue blinked in response. She shook her head. "It left. I don't hear anything."
He shook his head. "Rogue… listen to me. The Professor and I took many many hours to try to understand what was going on. This will NOT be the first time something like this will happen to you. It's important that you know that."
She gave in. "Fine… it won't be the first time… now where is everybody?"
"Trying to enjoy themselves."
"Ugh… just to think… I wasted a month of summer vacation being unconscious and getting burned. "
"Burned?" Hank walked towards her.
She looked at her hands. "Yeah… I got burned… it was as if I was in hell… my whole body was burned from head to toe…"
Hank nodded. "Well, I'll look up at that. You DID get burns… Such abnormalities. You have to stay here for a while and I'll get you something to cover those stitches…when they heal, you can get rid of it. Xavier and me will look really deep into this. We don't want it to happen again. If it happens a second time, the effects may be worse."
As soon as the others got news of Rogue gaining consciousness, they visited right away. Kurt looked at Rogue with a smile. "I'm glad you're alright…" She smiled. "Thanks for the flowers." She looked at the others. Scott, Jean, Evan, Kitty, Ororo, Xavier, Logan… it was nice to see all of them again.
"I can't believe this…" He looked at the documents in his hands thoroughly. "Rogue wasn't the only one to have this happen to her. It has happened to many different mutants around the world." Xavier rubbed his temples. "What does it all mean…?" He looked towards Rogue's room. Was she safe there… alone? He became worried. Should he have someone there with her? No… he had to make her as comfortable as possible…. But… perhaps he should check up on her?
As he opened the door, he was in shock. The bed was empty; the balcony was open… … Rogue left. This wasn't safe… for all he knew Rogue could've been kidnapped! He closed his eyes and focused. "Rogue… Rogue… can you hear me?"
The girl did not respond. He quickly made his way to Cerebro. The advanced computer was unable to track her down.
She walked slowly around the park. She looked at the dark sidewalk, her shadow… *Emma*… She wondered. She closed her eyes and shook her head. "No… it never happened… nothing happened." She tried to reassure herself. She looked at her left arm… it was healing… but it still hurt. She lied on the grass and stared at the stars. She closed her eyes. "But if it did… … what did you want… why was I your target…?" She laughed gently to herself. She was sounding crazy again… talking to herself. Maybe she needed a psychiatrist after all…
She woke up in the warmth of her room. She smiled and hugged onto her pillows. It felt nice to be home… She sat up and looked around. She stood up and walked about the mansion. "Hello?" Was she the only one awake? The clock sounded… noon. She grunted. They couldn't have left her alone in the house, could they? She continued her walking. She called again, "Hello?"
After searching every room, Rogue concluded that no one was there. She WAS alone. After what happened in her unconscious state… she didn't really like being alone as much… but last night was an exception. She needed a night to herself… to sort what happened. She shivered. She began looking from the top of the mansion to the bottom for a note SOMEWHERE… They couldn't have left her there…
They did… she sighed. Was there a little field trip she didn't hear about? The house was silent… she was afraid again…
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Oooh. Ahhhh. Interesting. Well, that's all for CHAPER TWO. If I get a bunch of reviews, I will be inspired to write….
CHAPTER THREE: THE LAMENT OF A CHILD
(oooh! I'm gonna have fun writing this!!!!)
I appreciate the great reviews! Thanks everyone! ^_^ The more I get the more I write, I guess!
Rated PG-13 for….
Language. A lot of "hell" here. So…yeah…
Disclaimer…
I do not own X-Men or X-Evo. Whoever says otherwise, I break-a their face!
*: From the mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Restoration
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*The all-white room became completely black. "Who are you? What do you want from me???" Rogue growled, touching the burns on her body. It hurt beyond belief. What could she do? She was obviously not going anywhere. It wasn't like she could run.*
*Soon, another person appeared. Rogue was unable to see anything… but she knew she wasn't alone. The other body was so cold… but that was probably because Rogue was on fire a second ago. "It's YOU isn't it?" She muttered… holding her rage back. The other person smiled with no response. Rogue jumped up. "Am I dead? Did you kill me…?"*
*Silence.*
*She had enough. "Stop it! Stop making my life a living hell! I already was on fire! What else do you want from me? Aren't you satisfied?"*
*A sickening, hysterical laugh was heard… a female voice… it WAS her… the whisper in Rogue's mind. "Will you play with me?"*
*The burnt one grunted. "WHAT? You just wait one minute here! You scare the living hell out of me and now you're asking to play? What kind of demented freak are you?"*
*Someone grabbed her arms… the hands were so cold, she instantly felt her hands go numb. Rogue grunted. "Are YOU dead…?"*
*"I am not living, I am not dead."*
*Rogue narrowed her eyes. "Then what the hell are you??"*
*"You WILL play with me." The voice spoke more stubborn and unfriendly. Rogue didn't like this.*
*The presence left again. Rogue was alone. For once… she didn't want to be. Why did this "Emma" girl threaten her? Why was she torturing her? What was going on? Rogue held her head in her hands. It had already felt like an eternity of burning… and that encounter seemed like hours. Rogue found it harder and harder to speak in the environment she was in…*
* Night. Night is my time, the only moment that I truly feel safe. When the sun sets from the blue and bright sky, somehow the air feels much sweeter. I watch. People holding themselves to the earth, afraid and fearing death. I hear them call to the heavens when their time closes. I wonder what keeps them, what tortures them so. I watch. I look with eyes closed, but mind remembering. I try to stay in the night, but day comes to hide me once again. Night is my shelter, but as my heart stops at the brightness of day, no one attacks the vulnerable me.*
*The room turned white…*
Kitty looked at Kurt… he hadn't pulled any pranks on her lately at all. Ever since Rogue was injured… a lot of things were awkward. Hank didn't know when Rogue was going to get better. He said just to wait… but that was easier said than done. Kitty never knew that Kurt was so attached to Rogue… or was it that he was starting to realize how important she was now that she wasn't around and in the emergency room… Kitty had to admit that's what she felt too. Deep down inside, she knew that's how everyone felt. They were a team.
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Days, even weeks passed. Every afternoon, Kurt and the others would visit the infirmary to see how Rogue was doing. Every time it seemed as if she was having a bad dream. Kurt made sure the Yarrows were still healthy… he wanted to make sure it was one of the first things Rogue will see when she wakes up…. IF she wakes up…
Kitty sat on the bench of the park. She sighed and looked at the cement. Poor Rogue. Why did SHE have to go through all the pain? She hasn't done anything wrong. In some ways, Kitty felt like crying like the first time she saw Rogue on the floor unconscious… but she knew Rogue was going to be fine… Kitty closed her eyes tightly. Yes. She'll be fine…she hoped…
Hank looked through the records. Minor burns, a cut on her left arm… although it was deep the first time, it was healing quite well. He remained looking at the records. Light shooting from her eyes… that only happened once… a mutant was trying to mess her up in the head, was his conclusion. But why? He wasn't even sure if he was right. He sighed and leaned back on his chair. He had to get some rest. He had been trying to figure this out non-stop. He closed his eyes and tried to get some rest.
Rogue opened her eyes. Slowly… she began to breathe… she felt a sharp pain on her entire left arm. She dared not to look and gazed upon her surroundings. White everywhere… but she was in a bed… she looked next to her to see a bouquet of Yarrows. She looked next to it to see a card…
IT MEANS HEALING.-Kurt
She laughed a little… despite the pain she felt on her whole body. She looked at her hands… dim burn marks. She was fine… except… she looked at her left arm. Stitches… a lot of them from the top of her shoulder to the palm of her hand. Though she had gloves on her hands… she could tell that her left hand was also sliced. She stared at the ceiling. She was alive. THAT she was grateful for. She looked at the corner to see Hank, who seemed to be asleep. She tried moving her left arm, but it shot more pain to her than she thought. At least she didn't hear the whispering anymore.
Hank slowly opened his eyes and smiled. "Rogue… thank God you're alive."
She smiled and struggled to talk. She took it slow. "Yeah… I missed you guys. How long was I out?"
"Nearly a month now. Rogue… this is very serious… whatever got in you won't stop."
Rogue blinked in response. She shook her head. "It left. I don't hear anything."
He shook his head. "Rogue… listen to me. The Professor and I took many many hours to try to understand what was going on. This will NOT be the first time something like this will happen to you. It's important that you know that."
She gave in. "Fine… it won't be the first time… now where is everybody?"
"Trying to enjoy themselves."
"Ugh… just to think… I wasted a month of summer vacation being unconscious and getting burned. "
"Burned?" Hank walked towards her.
She looked at her hands. "Yeah… I got burned… it was as if I was in hell… my whole body was burned from head to toe…"
Hank nodded. "Well, I'll look up at that. You DID get burns… Such abnormalities. You have to stay here for a while and I'll get you something to cover those stitches…when they heal, you can get rid of it. Xavier and me will look really deep into this. We don't want it to happen again. If it happens a second time, the effects may be worse."
As soon as the others got news of Rogue gaining consciousness, they visited right away. Kurt looked at Rogue with a smile. "I'm glad you're alright…" She smiled. "Thanks for the flowers." She looked at the others. Scott, Jean, Evan, Kitty, Ororo, Xavier, Logan… it was nice to see all of them again.
"I can't believe this…" He looked at the documents in his hands thoroughly. "Rogue wasn't the only one to have this happen to her. It has happened to many different mutants around the world." Xavier rubbed his temples. "What does it all mean…?" He looked towards Rogue's room. Was she safe there… alone? He became worried. Should he have someone there with her? No… he had to make her as comfortable as possible…. But… perhaps he should check up on her?
As he opened the door, he was in shock. The bed was empty; the balcony was open… … Rogue left. This wasn't safe… for all he knew Rogue could've been kidnapped! He closed his eyes and focused. "Rogue… Rogue… can you hear me?"
The girl did not respond. He quickly made his way to Cerebro. The advanced computer was unable to track her down.
She walked slowly around the park. She looked at the dark sidewalk, her shadow… *Emma*… She wondered. She closed her eyes and shook her head. "No… it never happened… nothing happened." She tried to reassure herself. She looked at her left arm… it was healing… but it still hurt. She lied on the grass and stared at the stars. She closed her eyes. "But if it did… … what did you want… why was I your target…?" She laughed gently to herself. She was sounding crazy again… talking to herself. Maybe she needed a psychiatrist after all…
She woke up in the warmth of her room. She smiled and hugged onto her pillows. It felt nice to be home… She sat up and looked around. She stood up and walked about the mansion. "Hello?" Was she the only one awake? The clock sounded… noon. She grunted. They couldn't have left her alone in the house, could they? She continued her walking. She called again, "Hello?"
After searching every room, Rogue concluded that no one was there. She WAS alone. After what happened in her unconscious state… she didn't really like being alone as much… but last night was an exception. She needed a night to herself… to sort what happened. She shivered. She began looking from the top of the mansion to the bottom for a note SOMEWHERE… They couldn't have left her there…
They did… she sighed. Was there a little field trip she didn't hear about? The house was silent… she was afraid again…
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Oooh. Ahhhh. Interesting. Well, that's all for CHAPER TWO. If I get a bunch of reviews, I will be inspired to write….
CHAPTER THREE: THE LAMENT OF A CHILD
(oooh! I'm gonna have fun writing this!!!!)
I appreciate the great reviews! Thanks everyone! ^_^ The more I get the more I write, I guess!