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And now, the second chapter of "Lost Souls!"
Rogue walked up to the big mahogany door and sighed. 'Since when is going in to your own room so difficult for you? Just go in!' she forced herself. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door gently as she knocked. "Kitty?" she asked meekly. "Are you okay?"
She looked inside to see Kitty, a sobbing mess on her bed. Rogue looked over with concern. 'That isn't the The-guy-I-have-a-crush-on-has-a- girlfriend kind of sad. That's a my-life-is-ruined kind of sad. She's depressed!" Rogue realized with a shock.
She rushed over to the bed, where Kitty still hadn't seemed to notice her entrance. "Kitty!" she said, now thoroughly worried. "Kitty? Please, speak to me!" Kitty now turned around, and faced Rogue with teary eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked. "What's wrong!" she couldn't speak.
"Okay, Kitty," Rogue said gently. "Just take a deep breath. It'll be alright." She opened her arms, and Kitty instinctively fell into them. Sobbing, Kitty was physically and emotionally exhausted. Rogue patted her back softly, making soothing noises.
"Shh, shh, don't worry. Whatever it is, you should know that we would all help you through it. We're a family." Rogue insisted. "Know that you can always trust us. Now, what is it that has you so depressed?" Kitty stopped sobbing, but still had an occasional hiccup. She wiped away her tears, and calmly said to her roommate, "I'm pregnant." It seemed so different now that it was out in the open. Like, before it wasn't true, just Kitty's imagination. Now, she knew that was wrong. No matter what she did, for the rest of her life, Kitty Pryde would always feel a sense of loss.
While Rogue absorbed this information, Kitty once again burst into sobs, realizing her innocent, happy life was over forever. Rogue was shocked out of her trance, and immediately put Kitty under the covers. She tried to get her to sleep, but it was impossible.
^Professor! ^ She projected. ^It's Kitty. She's in hysterics! Please, come up now! ^ Xavier heard this, and rushed up the stairs, but not after making a stop in the lab. He opened the door to the bedroom, and found Rogue desperately trying to calm her roommate, and failing. Kitty had begun screaming now. Xavier hurried to the bedside and reached over to probe her mind.
"NO!" she screamed. She refused to let him near her. "It's alright, Kitty." Xavier said soothingly. "I won't read your mind. But, please, calm down. Take these, they're simple sleeping pills, it'll help, I promise." Kitty, gasping for air, reached for the pills, and messily gulped down the water for them. The professor watched sadly as she sunk into her soft bed, still crying silently. Rogue stayed with her, brushing her hair back, whispering soothing words until Kitty drifted off into a drug- induced sleep.
Looking over, she nodded to the Professor and they left the room. Outside the door, they met up with Scott, Jean, Logan, Kurt, and Beast. They all wore extremely concerned expressions.
"Vat vas dat!" Kurt asked loudly. Scott said, "Yea, Professor! You had just left and we heard this horrible screaming coming from the room!" "Is Half- Pint gonna be okay, Chuck?" Logan asked with worry.
The Professor held his hands up to stop the bombardment of questions. "Katherine is going through some, er, emotional stress. Please, be quiet through the halls. It took some very powerful medications to get the girl to sleep. She needs her rest. Do not disturb her!" he said sternly.
He headed down the halls, leaving some very worried teammates.
* * * * *
That night, Kitty dreamt. First, Kitty was in her soft, pink pajamas. She was in a beautiful forest, sunlight streaking through the foliage, leaving irrational patterns on the dark, soil floor. The tall trees let off the light smell of pine, and Kitty breathed it in contentedly. Wildflowers dotted the floor, and Kitty was happy. She looked up ahead of her, and saw a young blond boy, sweet- looking, in a sailor suit. "C'mon!" the boy shouted, and began running through the trees. Kitty laughed and called after him, "Wait!" She ran after him, giggling, enjoying the chase.
She followed him to a clearing where he was facing her, smiling. In his hands was a small pink flower, only five petals decorating it. "For you," he said sweetly, and held it out to her. "Aww," Kitty said. "How sweet!" She leaned forward to accept the gift, and he violently pulled it back. "Na- uh -uh!" he said, wagging his finger. "Don't be selfish!" he warned. Confused, Kitty watched him wrench one of the petals from the delicate flower.
Kitty felt a raw core of pain sweep through her body. Staggering, she gasped. Laughing evilly, the boy once again plucked a petal. He continued this process repeatedly until there was but one petal left. Now kneeling on the floor, she looked at him through tear- filled eyes. "Why?" she asked. Slowly but deliberately, he pulled the last petal. In shock, Kitty watched the dead flower glide gently to the floor. "Because you were there." she heard, before her dream- state died into her consciousness.
Kitty had one more dream that night. She was running quickly through a meadow, often looking behind her with a panicking look. Gasping, her lungs burst for air. But she had to keep running. She didn't know what she was running from, but she had to keep running. Suddenly, the ground gave out before her. Screaming, she fell, downward and downward.
She expected to hit hard, to die. Waiting for the pain to come, she opened her eyes when it didn't. She had landed on a hand. A male hand, which was frighteningly familiar. Suddenly, it turned to metal. And began to get hot; very hot. Kitty's skin began to bubble, and she screamed out in pain. She tried to phase, but, nothing. Just when the girl thought she couldn't take anymore, it stopped.
And then she saw them, surrounding her. Hands! There were hands everywhere! And they began to creep toward her, closer and closer. The fingers of the hand morphed into knives, and Kitty couldn't breathe. The hands flew towards her, and began cutting her. Everywhere, she was cut! She was naked, cold, injured. Blood was everywhere. Then she saw them. Her friends, the X- Men, trapped behind glass, all screaming at her to help. But they couldn't help her. They were caged up, like animals, and suddenly, they disappeared. Kitty was alone, forced to deal with this.
She looked down and saw it. All the blood, dripping toward the thumb of the giant hand. The blood all collected and poured over the edge. Down the blood fell, straight down in a line. Kitty desperately looked over the edge. She was now teetering between insanity. As Kitty looked over the edge, she saw him. No, not him. That would mean he had a soul. IT. She saw IT. IT was drinking her blood, and laughing. His blond hair and blue eyes stood out brightly, in an evil smile. IT, that had taken advantage of her. IT, which had stolen something which she would never get back. IT had taken her life away, and then she knew it would haunt her forever. She would never be free.
* * * * *
Kitty woke with a jolt, and had to cover her mouth to keep from screaming. She was covered in sweat, as were her pillows, now damp. The room was dark, but her eyes adjusted quickly, and she could just make out Rogue sleeping in the bed, gently snoring. Kitty took a few deep breaths, the memories from the dreams fresh on her mind.
Then, as if on a mission, she stood up and headed quietly to the bathroom. She opened the cabinet, and didn't even look at the labels. She just took three half- full prescription bottles, and emptied them, not pausing for anything. Her plan was just head back to bed, and slowly drift to sleep, so she would never have to feel the pain. But she didn't count on the side effects from the pills.
Kitty's eyes rolled back into her head, and she collapsed on the floor. Her body began seizing, shaking uncontrollably.
P.S. Umm, (whistles), wow! I'm sorry if this offended you, but hey, I rated it R and even warned you in the summary! I myself didn't know I had it in me. Wow, I'm pretty messed up! Boy, do I have issues!
Anywho, this was a pretty good chappy, despite the disturbing images forever ingraved in my head! LOL! 3 guesses as to who the blond is! And another 3 as to what he did to poor Kitty. Well, as usual, Review! Please.
Aw, thanks to my loyal reviewers! I appreciate all your praise! C'mon, load it on me!
And now, the second chapter of "Lost Souls!"
Rogue walked up to the big mahogany door and sighed. 'Since when is going in to your own room so difficult for you? Just go in!' she forced herself. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door gently as she knocked. "Kitty?" she asked meekly. "Are you okay?"
She looked inside to see Kitty, a sobbing mess on her bed. Rogue looked over with concern. 'That isn't the The-guy-I-have-a-crush-on-has-a- girlfriend kind of sad. That's a my-life-is-ruined kind of sad. She's depressed!" Rogue realized with a shock.
She rushed over to the bed, where Kitty still hadn't seemed to notice her entrance. "Kitty!" she said, now thoroughly worried. "Kitty? Please, speak to me!" Kitty now turned around, and faced Rogue with teary eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked. "What's wrong!" she couldn't speak.
"Okay, Kitty," Rogue said gently. "Just take a deep breath. It'll be alright." She opened her arms, and Kitty instinctively fell into them. Sobbing, Kitty was physically and emotionally exhausted. Rogue patted her back softly, making soothing noises.
"Shh, shh, don't worry. Whatever it is, you should know that we would all help you through it. We're a family." Rogue insisted. "Know that you can always trust us. Now, what is it that has you so depressed?" Kitty stopped sobbing, but still had an occasional hiccup. She wiped away her tears, and calmly said to her roommate, "I'm pregnant." It seemed so different now that it was out in the open. Like, before it wasn't true, just Kitty's imagination. Now, she knew that was wrong. No matter what she did, for the rest of her life, Kitty Pryde would always feel a sense of loss.
While Rogue absorbed this information, Kitty once again burst into sobs, realizing her innocent, happy life was over forever. Rogue was shocked out of her trance, and immediately put Kitty under the covers. She tried to get her to sleep, but it was impossible.
^Professor! ^ She projected. ^It's Kitty. She's in hysterics! Please, come up now! ^ Xavier heard this, and rushed up the stairs, but not after making a stop in the lab. He opened the door to the bedroom, and found Rogue desperately trying to calm her roommate, and failing. Kitty had begun screaming now. Xavier hurried to the bedside and reached over to probe her mind.
"NO!" she screamed. She refused to let him near her. "It's alright, Kitty." Xavier said soothingly. "I won't read your mind. But, please, calm down. Take these, they're simple sleeping pills, it'll help, I promise." Kitty, gasping for air, reached for the pills, and messily gulped down the water for them. The professor watched sadly as she sunk into her soft bed, still crying silently. Rogue stayed with her, brushing her hair back, whispering soothing words until Kitty drifted off into a drug- induced sleep.
Looking over, she nodded to the Professor and they left the room. Outside the door, they met up with Scott, Jean, Logan, Kurt, and Beast. They all wore extremely concerned expressions.
"Vat vas dat!" Kurt asked loudly. Scott said, "Yea, Professor! You had just left and we heard this horrible screaming coming from the room!" "Is Half- Pint gonna be okay, Chuck?" Logan asked with worry.
The Professor held his hands up to stop the bombardment of questions. "Katherine is going through some, er, emotional stress. Please, be quiet through the halls. It took some very powerful medications to get the girl to sleep. She needs her rest. Do not disturb her!" he said sternly.
He headed down the halls, leaving some very worried teammates.
* * * * *
That night, Kitty dreamt. First, Kitty was in her soft, pink pajamas. She was in a beautiful forest, sunlight streaking through the foliage, leaving irrational patterns on the dark, soil floor. The tall trees let off the light smell of pine, and Kitty breathed it in contentedly. Wildflowers dotted the floor, and Kitty was happy. She looked up ahead of her, and saw a young blond boy, sweet- looking, in a sailor suit. "C'mon!" the boy shouted, and began running through the trees. Kitty laughed and called after him, "Wait!" She ran after him, giggling, enjoying the chase.
She followed him to a clearing where he was facing her, smiling. In his hands was a small pink flower, only five petals decorating it. "For you," he said sweetly, and held it out to her. "Aww," Kitty said. "How sweet!" She leaned forward to accept the gift, and he violently pulled it back. "Na- uh -uh!" he said, wagging his finger. "Don't be selfish!" he warned. Confused, Kitty watched him wrench one of the petals from the delicate flower.
Kitty felt a raw core of pain sweep through her body. Staggering, she gasped. Laughing evilly, the boy once again plucked a petal. He continued this process repeatedly until there was but one petal left. Now kneeling on the floor, she looked at him through tear- filled eyes. "Why?" she asked. Slowly but deliberately, he pulled the last petal. In shock, Kitty watched the dead flower glide gently to the floor. "Because you were there." she heard, before her dream- state died into her consciousness.
Kitty had one more dream that night. She was running quickly through a meadow, often looking behind her with a panicking look. Gasping, her lungs burst for air. But she had to keep running. She didn't know what she was running from, but she had to keep running. Suddenly, the ground gave out before her. Screaming, she fell, downward and downward.
She expected to hit hard, to die. Waiting for the pain to come, she opened her eyes when it didn't. She had landed on a hand. A male hand, which was frighteningly familiar. Suddenly, it turned to metal. And began to get hot; very hot. Kitty's skin began to bubble, and she screamed out in pain. She tried to phase, but, nothing. Just when the girl thought she couldn't take anymore, it stopped.
And then she saw them, surrounding her. Hands! There were hands everywhere! And they began to creep toward her, closer and closer. The fingers of the hand morphed into knives, and Kitty couldn't breathe. The hands flew towards her, and began cutting her. Everywhere, she was cut! She was naked, cold, injured. Blood was everywhere. Then she saw them. Her friends, the X- Men, trapped behind glass, all screaming at her to help. But they couldn't help her. They were caged up, like animals, and suddenly, they disappeared. Kitty was alone, forced to deal with this.
She looked down and saw it. All the blood, dripping toward the thumb of the giant hand. The blood all collected and poured over the edge. Down the blood fell, straight down in a line. Kitty desperately looked over the edge. She was now teetering between insanity. As Kitty looked over the edge, she saw him. No, not him. That would mean he had a soul. IT. She saw IT. IT was drinking her blood, and laughing. His blond hair and blue eyes stood out brightly, in an evil smile. IT, that had taken advantage of her. IT, which had stolen something which she would never get back. IT had taken her life away, and then she knew it would haunt her forever. She would never be free.
* * * * *
Kitty woke with a jolt, and had to cover her mouth to keep from screaming. She was covered in sweat, as were her pillows, now damp. The room was dark, but her eyes adjusted quickly, and she could just make out Rogue sleeping in the bed, gently snoring. Kitty took a few deep breaths, the memories from the dreams fresh on her mind.
Then, as if on a mission, she stood up and headed quietly to the bathroom. She opened the cabinet, and didn't even look at the labels. She just took three half- full prescription bottles, and emptied them, not pausing for anything. Her plan was just head back to bed, and slowly drift to sleep, so she would never have to feel the pain. But she didn't count on the side effects from the pills.
Kitty's eyes rolled back into her head, and she collapsed on the floor. Her body began seizing, shaking uncontrollably.
P.S. Umm, (whistles), wow! I'm sorry if this offended you, but hey, I rated it R and even warned you in the summary! I myself didn't know I had it in me. Wow, I'm pretty messed up! Boy, do I have issues!
Anywho, this was a pretty good chappy, despite the disturbing images forever ingraved in my head! LOL! 3 guesses as to who the blond is! And another 3 as to what he did to poor Kitty. Well, as usual, Review! Please.