The sky was dark and empty with only grey moonlight to alight the
bitterness of it all. The streets were quiet and damp, the smell of crime,
drugs and alcohol swayed through the air like poison gas. Rogue, with her
hand beside her belt like an old cowboy remained cautious. She kept
reminding herself that she wasn't hunting a man, it was a monster. As she
scrambled through back alleys and dark waste grounds with no life but the
rats she seemed to have a sense that she was being followed. She crept into
an alley behind a club with no way out but backwards. Suddenly she stopped.
"I know your there, you've been following me for almost an hour now, 58" she turned to face the thing she dreaded most, him. He stood like a shadow in the distance, the cold moonlight seemed to have no effect on the blackness of his figure and he blended in with the filth that surrounded him. He walked closer but cautiously, recognising the thing that Rogue carried like a cross with her.
"What you got there, Rogue? A good luck charm?"
Suddenly He dived forward, obviously trying to catch her unready, but Rogue was always ready. She threw herself out of the way and turned around to see him on the floor, now was her chance. She quickly launched down upon him with the needle stabbing downwards in her shaking hands. Her eyes were closed tight and her fist tight around the needle, this was her only chance. Suddenly it plunged into his body like a spear of ice. He yelled in pain and Rogue let it go, knowing that her job was done. Pure relief had taken over her now and she was safe.
Foolishly she had let it go for now he had taken it out and only a quarter had entered his body. All the suffering could have ended then but Rogue was too eager to see her love again. She then heard a sound that brought a tear to her eye, Smash! Went the needle upon the hard stone floor and Smash! Went the leftover pieces of Rogues broken heart. He had thrown it aside just before it had a chance to work and 58 would return again.
Rogue suddenly leapt upon him and threatened him with her body, she hated him, he was like an evil twin that had killed the good, she wanted to scratch his face off but then something caught her eye. It was his eyes, they were loving and seductive. He was back.
Rogue couldn't find words for this moment; an overwhelming urge to kiss him had taken her over. But she stopped.
"Rogue, he'll come back. I know you don't want to believe this but he will, I can feel him inside me"
"What" Said Rogue, although she already knew, "no he won't"
"He will now, Chere and you know he will, so I need you to do something for me, something I've longed for ever since I first laid my eyes on you, kiss me, chere, make it go away"
"No! I wont do that, you can't ask me to, so he may come back but we'll find a cure"
"Look, I know him better than you do, you may have caught him now but you won't be able to next time, he's getting stronger"
Suddenly Rogue knew that if she didn't give him this now, she'd have wished she did. Tears were streaming down her face as she leant over towards his lips. She wanted to stop her body from doing this but she couldn't. Before she laid her lips on his he uttered words that he told no one before, "I love you, chere," he said, "I love you", Rogue spoke those words with his voice over and over in her head. Though the kiss lasted for what seemed like hours of happiness, he was gone in seconds. He was gone forever.
Later-
Rogue had made up with her friends and Gambit was buried in a place that now only Rogue knows. The professor and rest of the X-men were informed that he had gone and did not return. The underground chamber was eventually closed off and condemned. Rogue never visited that place again. One year had passed before Rogue's death. She had caught the poison end of the virus when she had absorbed his powers. She was buried next to him after she told only Storm where it was hidden, Rogue is happy now. That place is visited every year at night by the ghost of a woman and of a man, hands bound by eternity.
The end.
Hope you like, R+R please.
"I know your there, you've been following me for almost an hour now, 58" she turned to face the thing she dreaded most, him. He stood like a shadow in the distance, the cold moonlight seemed to have no effect on the blackness of his figure and he blended in with the filth that surrounded him. He walked closer but cautiously, recognising the thing that Rogue carried like a cross with her.
"What you got there, Rogue? A good luck charm?"
Suddenly He dived forward, obviously trying to catch her unready, but Rogue was always ready. She threw herself out of the way and turned around to see him on the floor, now was her chance. She quickly launched down upon him with the needle stabbing downwards in her shaking hands. Her eyes were closed tight and her fist tight around the needle, this was her only chance. Suddenly it plunged into his body like a spear of ice. He yelled in pain and Rogue let it go, knowing that her job was done. Pure relief had taken over her now and she was safe.
Foolishly she had let it go for now he had taken it out and only a quarter had entered his body. All the suffering could have ended then but Rogue was too eager to see her love again. She then heard a sound that brought a tear to her eye, Smash! Went the needle upon the hard stone floor and Smash! Went the leftover pieces of Rogues broken heart. He had thrown it aside just before it had a chance to work and 58 would return again.
Rogue suddenly leapt upon him and threatened him with her body, she hated him, he was like an evil twin that had killed the good, she wanted to scratch his face off but then something caught her eye. It was his eyes, they were loving and seductive. He was back.
Rogue couldn't find words for this moment; an overwhelming urge to kiss him had taken her over. But she stopped.
"Rogue, he'll come back. I know you don't want to believe this but he will, I can feel him inside me"
"What" Said Rogue, although she already knew, "no he won't"
"He will now, Chere and you know he will, so I need you to do something for me, something I've longed for ever since I first laid my eyes on you, kiss me, chere, make it go away"
"No! I wont do that, you can't ask me to, so he may come back but we'll find a cure"
"Look, I know him better than you do, you may have caught him now but you won't be able to next time, he's getting stronger"
Suddenly Rogue knew that if she didn't give him this now, she'd have wished she did. Tears were streaming down her face as she leant over towards his lips. She wanted to stop her body from doing this but she couldn't. Before she laid her lips on his he uttered words that he told no one before, "I love you, chere," he said, "I love you", Rogue spoke those words with his voice over and over in her head. Though the kiss lasted for what seemed like hours of happiness, he was gone in seconds. He was gone forever.
Later-
Rogue had made up with her friends and Gambit was buried in a place that now only Rogue knows. The professor and rest of the X-men were informed that he had gone and did not return. The underground chamber was eventually closed off and condemned. Rogue never visited that place again. One year had passed before Rogue's death. She had caught the poison end of the virus when she had absorbed his powers. She was buried next to him after she told only Storm where it was hidden, Rogue is happy now. That place is visited every year at night by the ghost of a woman and of a man, hands bound by eternity.
The end.
Hope you like, R+R please.