12 Black Rainbows
Disclaimer : NO! I dont own xmen, blah blah blah.. cocks....
Note: Again, I gotta thank anyone who REVIEWS. Since I started freshman year, Im kind of preoccupied. Its only been two days since school started. Its not bad, and I want you guys to all wish me luck.
I also saw this guy with a mohawk that was FUZZY. I HAD to share that... hehehehe
10) The Dream is Dead
And then I woke up, after being drugged, AGAIN. Here I was again, back where I started from. I pulled out that diary I had and started writing:
:Its All Been Done:
The Mansion was blown up, again. Ive been drugged again. Ive been left alone again. Yet, it all seemed so trivial. As I get sick of the repetition in which my life has fallen into, I start to see things for what they really are. Not everything is pessimistic and not everything is optimistic. Its so much easier to see as your eyes see, and not to assume.
Who was the real bad guy here? Xavier was controlling, Magneto wants to destroy things, and Gambit was doing his own thing. Then there was me. I guess, I could be my own worst enemy, or maybe Im the only one I can trust.
Ive always wanted to keep neutral, but I never can. I was already starting to miss Gambit. I was wondering, though, was I being missed as well?
I was really hoping that the next few days stayed boring for me, so that I wouldnt have to get worked up over anything. I was already upset. God, everything sucked for me right now. Worst part about everything, was that we had to live in the lower levels of the mansion again.
As I thought about everything, I realized how senseless it all was. I went from being boring sad me, to being the one that has to be drugged to be held back. My enemies were becoming friends and my friends seemed to fall farther from me. Maybe it was a phase, maybe it was mind games, or maybe its just what I wanted.
Things moved too fast. *I* was moving too fast. I think maybe I needed to slow down. On everything. Life needed to go back to the way it was, but when I thought about it all, it was gone. Many of my belongings, most of my music, my drawings, my writing, my life was blown up in front of me, as I sat watching from not too far away.
And again, I was left.
: :
I shut my diary thing sighing deeply. I rolled onto my back questioning everything. As I closed my eyes, I was interuppted.
"Kurt?" I asked
"Are you still angry vith me?" he asked while looking at the ground
"Aww, Kurt. Im not... angry with you. I was pissed off at the time..."
"Mean it?" He said showing a faint smile
"Yeah," I smiled at him, "So, where do we go from here?"
"We are pretty screwed..." he scratched his head
"Hey Kurt...?"
"Vhut?"
"Thanks..." He had a huge grin across his face and with that he wrapped his arms around me tightly
"..uh... Kurt?"
"Oh... yeah... sorry... I just miss you thats all."
"Miss me? Im here... almost all the time..."
"But you are changing... alot and fast..."
"Changin? Is it.. bad?"
"No no. Its just... different. Vell, Im going to leave now... bye bye," He waved, smiled and left me
Changing? Was I really changing? I couldnt tell anymore...
I let both legs hang off my chair. Then slowly and weakly I got up. I rubbed my eyes and walked to the door. I stuck my head out and looked around. I walked out of the room and walked into our temporary kitchen. I checked the time, 10:47. I walked to my room and put an old jacket on. I knew if I started walking, Gambit would eventually find me. He always does.
As I stepped outside, I was somewhat shocked at how cold it had gotten. I folded my arms in front of me and started walking. I passed a few large houses before the wind kicked in. I walked to that park I had gone in before. I leaned against the tree for a few minutes, then my feet got sore, so I climbed into the tree like before, as well. I sat on a thick branch dangling my feet and looking at the ground. I watched cars pass by and I messed with my fingers. I played songs over and over again in my head, slowly nodding to them.
I guess, maybe he wasnt out there waiting for me today. I didnt know what to do. I was almost too cold to move and I didnt want to go back to the mansion. I rubbed my skin to heat it up, then hopped down from the tree. I was depressed and fucking freezing cold. I looked around a little, then started walking farther down the road. By this time, I had forgotten about Gambit and was more focussed on what I planned on doing with my life.
I mean, I dont want to be a let down to anyone, and at the same time I dont want to have to worry about everyone else. After being an Xman you start to loose feelings towards saving others, for some, they just stay foccussed on saving everyone else before ever worrying about anything going on in their lives. I was one who had lost all feelings towards rescuing anyone. I was more concerned on my life, maybe, it sounds conceited, but I cant be conceited when so much is going on. My powers are mine to share or to not share, and I didnt feel like sharing right now. I wanted to take control of my life first of all.
The winds picked up, but then fell again. It slowly faded away, but the cold was still left. I walked on, soon realizing everything I once dreamed of would never come true. Since Im a mutant, I have a bunch of disadvantages. I could never love someone and have a family like any normal person.
_-Truly, the normal people who try so hard to be unique are the lucky ones, because the ones who are different do nothing but try to SEEM normal. Anyone can dream and pretend something, but it takes someone special, someone unique, to make it happen. Being unique, it can be like a skill if delt with right-_
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Sorry guys, short chapter! the little underscores are just something I added because I like how the paragraph sounded, it was very poetic and purrty.
Okay, I like creative critism but sometimes it sounds like bitching. Watch yourself...
I know almost EVERYthing there is to know about Rogue and Remy, as a whole. I DO NOT need research, if you knew me personally you wouldt telling be to STOP talking about the two, wrather than telling me that I need research.
I KNOW how Remy talks, and same with Rogue. I stated BEFORE that I dont feel like typing 'mah' and 'ah' for 'my' and 'I' because I suck. Also, has ANYone heard that TRUE Cajun accent Gambit has on Evolution, hell you guys, he doesnt even have an accent when he says 'chere'. I havent heard him talk in third person on EVOLUTION, and until someone argues a strong ass case, I aint changing the way I write.
HEY! THIS IS EVOLUTION!!! This is NOT about the comic. This is NOT about the old cartoon show. This is NOT about the movie. EVOLUTION has different plots and the old characters have brand new names and pasts therefore, ANYone could write a story from their knowledge from only evolution.
For example... research would come up with: Gambits always hitting on Rogue and making DIRECT sexual references, Rogues real name is NOT Marie-she never gives her real name, Rogues NOT in high school, Rogues NOT GOTHIC nor has she EVER been.
Rogue: Remy, mah real name is...
Gambit: Don' worry chere, it dont matter...
They were on a date, its an old ass issue. It was like their first date. IN YOUR FACES! HAHAHAAH... sorry...
I LOVE ALL MY REVIEWERS!!!!! THANKS!
forensicfreak14 - I LOVE YOU!
Disclaimer : NO! I dont own xmen, blah blah blah.. cocks....
Note: Again, I gotta thank anyone who REVIEWS. Since I started freshman year, Im kind of preoccupied. Its only been two days since school started. Its not bad, and I want you guys to all wish me luck.
I also saw this guy with a mohawk that was FUZZY. I HAD to share that... hehehehe
10) The Dream is Dead
And then I woke up, after being drugged, AGAIN. Here I was again, back where I started from. I pulled out that diary I had and started writing:
:Its All Been Done:
The Mansion was blown up, again. Ive been drugged again. Ive been left alone again. Yet, it all seemed so trivial. As I get sick of the repetition in which my life has fallen into, I start to see things for what they really are. Not everything is pessimistic and not everything is optimistic. Its so much easier to see as your eyes see, and not to assume.
Who was the real bad guy here? Xavier was controlling, Magneto wants to destroy things, and Gambit was doing his own thing. Then there was me. I guess, I could be my own worst enemy, or maybe Im the only one I can trust.
Ive always wanted to keep neutral, but I never can. I was already starting to miss Gambit. I was wondering, though, was I being missed as well?
I was really hoping that the next few days stayed boring for me, so that I wouldnt have to get worked up over anything. I was already upset. God, everything sucked for me right now. Worst part about everything, was that we had to live in the lower levels of the mansion again.
As I thought about everything, I realized how senseless it all was. I went from being boring sad me, to being the one that has to be drugged to be held back. My enemies were becoming friends and my friends seemed to fall farther from me. Maybe it was a phase, maybe it was mind games, or maybe its just what I wanted.
Things moved too fast. *I* was moving too fast. I think maybe I needed to slow down. On everything. Life needed to go back to the way it was, but when I thought about it all, it was gone. Many of my belongings, most of my music, my drawings, my writing, my life was blown up in front of me, as I sat watching from not too far away.
And again, I was left.
: :
I shut my diary thing sighing deeply. I rolled onto my back questioning everything. As I closed my eyes, I was interuppted.
"Kurt?" I asked
"Are you still angry vith me?" he asked while looking at the ground
"Aww, Kurt. Im not... angry with you. I was pissed off at the time..."
"Mean it?" He said showing a faint smile
"Yeah," I smiled at him, "So, where do we go from here?"
"We are pretty screwed..." he scratched his head
"Hey Kurt...?"
"Vhut?"
"Thanks..." He had a huge grin across his face and with that he wrapped his arms around me tightly
"..uh... Kurt?"
"Oh... yeah... sorry... I just miss you thats all."
"Miss me? Im here... almost all the time..."
"But you are changing... alot and fast..."
"Changin? Is it.. bad?"
"No no. Its just... different. Vell, Im going to leave now... bye bye," He waved, smiled and left me
Changing? Was I really changing? I couldnt tell anymore...
I let both legs hang off my chair. Then slowly and weakly I got up. I rubbed my eyes and walked to the door. I stuck my head out and looked around. I walked out of the room and walked into our temporary kitchen. I checked the time, 10:47. I walked to my room and put an old jacket on. I knew if I started walking, Gambit would eventually find me. He always does.
As I stepped outside, I was somewhat shocked at how cold it had gotten. I folded my arms in front of me and started walking. I passed a few large houses before the wind kicked in. I walked to that park I had gone in before. I leaned against the tree for a few minutes, then my feet got sore, so I climbed into the tree like before, as well. I sat on a thick branch dangling my feet and looking at the ground. I watched cars pass by and I messed with my fingers. I played songs over and over again in my head, slowly nodding to them.
I guess, maybe he wasnt out there waiting for me today. I didnt know what to do. I was almost too cold to move and I didnt want to go back to the mansion. I rubbed my skin to heat it up, then hopped down from the tree. I was depressed and fucking freezing cold. I looked around a little, then started walking farther down the road. By this time, I had forgotten about Gambit and was more focussed on what I planned on doing with my life.
I mean, I dont want to be a let down to anyone, and at the same time I dont want to have to worry about everyone else. After being an Xman you start to loose feelings towards saving others, for some, they just stay foccussed on saving everyone else before ever worrying about anything going on in their lives. I was one who had lost all feelings towards rescuing anyone. I was more concerned on my life, maybe, it sounds conceited, but I cant be conceited when so much is going on. My powers are mine to share or to not share, and I didnt feel like sharing right now. I wanted to take control of my life first of all.
The winds picked up, but then fell again. It slowly faded away, but the cold was still left. I walked on, soon realizing everything I once dreamed of would never come true. Since Im a mutant, I have a bunch of disadvantages. I could never love someone and have a family like any normal person.
_-Truly, the normal people who try so hard to be unique are the lucky ones, because the ones who are different do nothing but try to SEEM normal. Anyone can dream and pretend something, but it takes someone special, someone unique, to make it happen. Being unique, it can be like a skill if delt with right-_
****
Sorry guys, short chapter! the little underscores are just something I added because I like how the paragraph sounded, it was very poetic and purrty.
Okay, I like creative critism but sometimes it sounds like bitching. Watch yourself...
I know almost EVERYthing there is to know about Rogue and Remy, as a whole. I DO NOT need research, if you knew me personally you wouldt telling be to STOP talking about the two, wrather than telling me that I need research.
I KNOW how Remy talks, and same with Rogue. I stated BEFORE that I dont feel like typing 'mah' and 'ah' for 'my' and 'I' because I suck. Also, has ANYone heard that TRUE Cajun accent Gambit has on Evolution, hell you guys, he doesnt even have an accent when he says 'chere'. I havent heard him talk in third person on EVOLUTION, and until someone argues a strong ass case, I aint changing the way I write.
HEY! THIS IS EVOLUTION!!! This is NOT about the comic. This is NOT about the old cartoon show. This is NOT about the movie. EVOLUTION has different plots and the old characters have brand new names and pasts therefore, ANYone could write a story from their knowledge from only evolution.
For example... research would come up with: Gambits always hitting on Rogue and making DIRECT sexual references, Rogues real name is NOT Marie-she never gives her real name, Rogues NOT in high school, Rogues NOT GOTHIC nor has she EVER been.
Rogue: Remy, mah real name is...
Gambit: Don' worry chere, it dont matter...
They were on a date, its an old ass issue. It was like their first date. IN YOUR FACES! HAHAHAAH... sorry...
I LOVE ALL MY REVIEWERS!!!!! THANKS!
forensicfreak14 - I LOVE YOU!