That evening was just a blur. Things all happening at once seemed to happen
too fast and too much, the world seemed to have grown impatient at every
turn from the clocks withered hands. Minutes seemed like months, and hours
to years. She felt as if she was lying in a bath of filthy water, unable to
shout for help as the water rises and unable to move an inch from her ever
creeping nightmare. Was she asleep? Had she been dreaming a thousand
agonizing dreams? Or had she been thinking all this time, is she going wake
up in her room near her windows edge again? From her patriot soul there
groaned a black death, ever growing and ever clawing upwards, there was no
escape from her own bad dream now, And no cure for this plague. She was
afraid, afraid of life; afraid of death, and afraid of her own fear.
They had told her everything, though she barely remembered it. They had spilled their secrets and Rogue was informed again and again till it had injected in like a bloody needle. The tale of how she came to be inside this nightmare was now an entertaining story, which made things worse in a way I can't describe. Pain, torment and unforgivable regret were all that stopped the broken mirror of Rogues mind from shattering into a million pieces. For one, the filthy geep outside was planted by beast on the night all this had started, then storm came into Rogue's room and everything unfolded like a ticking parcel, only to explode when the final wrapper had been removed. Remy, or 58 as he now was known had been locked in his cage like an animal, full of cure drugs and injections that made no difference to the plague inside him. Then he was taken away and placed in his room for Rogue to find all by herself. She was a witness, a last escape for the mad scientists once known as her friends. But before that, at the start of it all, before Rogue had any knowledge of what was going on, they had found or thought that they had found a magical cure for Rogue's weakness. They were wrong, and Remy had volunteered for the testing. There were consequences and then side effects and finally it turned into beastly regret. It all felt like a recipe for the rune of Rogue's life. And it was.
Rogue was asleep when an exhausted Storm came running to her side. "Rogue wake up, wake up child. Oh, please Rogue something has happened"
Rogue became wide-awake with a start, "what, what is it now!" she said half expecting an explosion of some kind.
"He has escaped Rogue, he is gone!"
"What, please say you mean beast"
"58 has gone, he's gone Rogue"
Rogue had awoken suddenly and then ran as fast as her legs could carry her, for a second she had become human in her own mind, unable to use any powers to get to the cage quicker. She didn't want to get there quicker though things seemed to go so quickly that the corridor became bent, it turned into a long and winding road for a while, until the shadow of the awful cage could be seen. It seemed to grow, the silver bars became like teeth to a cavernous mouth and Rogue stopped before it. Beast stood there eyeing it up and down, there had been an explosion; the final wrapper of the ticking parcel had been removed.
"This cage was especially built for matters like these, I could have sworn that his power was unable to shatter it. But I think I was wrong" said beast as he took notes with his eyes.
"Yea well you got allot of things wrong, Beast," said Rogue angrily.
"He's getting stronger!" said a voice from behind.
They all turned around to see that it was storm, though she sounded different, it seemed that fear had taken her over and she spoke with a voice that both Rogue and Beast had never heard.
"What do you mean stronger?" they said together.
"Well I conducted some tests of my own and he is getting stronger, the thing that made him is growing thicker inside " she sat down on a nearby chair and continued, "he couldn't talk, he couldn't even use his powers. He was just like a monster. And now his intelligence has increased along with his strength, He is not the evil that we made. He is growing like poison ivy, and that's just what he is to those people out there, poison."
Beast cleared his throat "He can be stopped with this, Rogue," He then held up an injection with red fluid inside and Rogue became fully aware that she was the only one with the power to stop him now.
"And that will kill only the evil, right" she said half expecting a mournful end to this horrible story.
"Right, only. Well this is the only one we have. You see, this one was extracted from him in the early stages of his treatment, and he's far from the man you used to know. It's the last one Rogue, and if it goes then so does he. You understand?"
Rogue took the needle out of beast's hands and attached it to her belt before her hands had a chance to shake, "I'm ready. I understand". She said.
Next chapter will be up soon, R+R (read and review), LRP, (long reviews please). Thank you.
They had told her everything, though she barely remembered it. They had spilled their secrets and Rogue was informed again and again till it had injected in like a bloody needle. The tale of how she came to be inside this nightmare was now an entertaining story, which made things worse in a way I can't describe. Pain, torment and unforgivable regret were all that stopped the broken mirror of Rogues mind from shattering into a million pieces. For one, the filthy geep outside was planted by beast on the night all this had started, then storm came into Rogue's room and everything unfolded like a ticking parcel, only to explode when the final wrapper had been removed. Remy, or 58 as he now was known had been locked in his cage like an animal, full of cure drugs and injections that made no difference to the plague inside him. Then he was taken away and placed in his room for Rogue to find all by herself. She was a witness, a last escape for the mad scientists once known as her friends. But before that, at the start of it all, before Rogue had any knowledge of what was going on, they had found or thought that they had found a magical cure for Rogue's weakness. They were wrong, and Remy had volunteered for the testing. There were consequences and then side effects and finally it turned into beastly regret. It all felt like a recipe for the rune of Rogue's life. And it was.
Rogue was asleep when an exhausted Storm came running to her side. "Rogue wake up, wake up child. Oh, please Rogue something has happened"
Rogue became wide-awake with a start, "what, what is it now!" she said half expecting an explosion of some kind.
"He has escaped Rogue, he is gone!"
"What, please say you mean beast"
"58 has gone, he's gone Rogue"
Rogue had awoken suddenly and then ran as fast as her legs could carry her, for a second she had become human in her own mind, unable to use any powers to get to the cage quicker. She didn't want to get there quicker though things seemed to go so quickly that the corridor became bent, it turned into a long and winding road for a while, until the shadow of the awful cage could be seen. It seemed to grow, the silver bars became like teeth to a cavernous mouth and Rogue stopped before it. Beast stood there eyeing it up and down, there had been an explosion; the final wrapper of the ticking parcel had been removed.
"This cage was especially built for matters like these, I could have sworn that his power was unable to shatter it. But I think I was wrong" said beast as he took notes with his eyes.
"Yea well you got allot of things wrong, Beast," said Rogue angrily.
"He's getting stronger!" said a voice from behind.
They all turned around to see that it was storm, though she sounded different, it seemed that fear had taken her over and she spoke with a voice that both Rogue and Beast had never heard.
"What do you mean stronger?" they said together.
"Well I conducted some tests of my own and he is getting stronger, the thing that made him is growing thicker inside " she sat down on a nearby chair and continued, "he couldn't talk, he couldn't even use his powers. He was just like a monster. And now his intelligence has increased along with his strength, He is not the evil that we made. He is growing like poison ivy, and that's just what he is to those people out there, poison."
Beast cleared his throat "He can be stopped with this, Rogue," He then held up an injection with red fluid inside and Rogue became fully aware that she was the only one with the power to stop him now.
"And that will kill only the evil, right" she said half expecting a mournful end to this horrible story.
"Right, only. Well this is the only one we have. You see, this one was extracted from him in the early stages of his treatment, and he's far from the man you used to know. It's the last one Rogue, and if it goes then so does he. You understand?"
Rogue took the needle out of beast's hands and attached it to her belt before her hands had a chance to shake, "I'm ready. I understand". She said.
Next chapter will be up soon, R+R (read and review), LRP, (long reviews please). Thank you.