(A/N, Don't own x-men, any of them. But I do own Alistor...... He's myn
^_^)
Chapter one, Lost souls.
The snow had been falling all night, the roads were coverd and slippery for the truckers who passed through the small town all the time. There had already been three acsidents down the road that night.
A man sat next to the window of a bad lighted, diner. His unhuman, crystal blue eyes, like reflectors, looking over the snow which looked slightley orange in the darkness. He ran his eyes over a truck that stopped at the roadside, they never do that. He looked on slightley interested, untill the form of a woman steped down from the steps and landed with a bounce on the snow.
She was wearing a coat that wen't down to her ankles, which had a hood that coverd her whole head, it was green, but looked black in the darkness. She slammed closed the door, and hauled a bag onto her back, then continued on towards the diner, her hood being blown off of her as she walked. She stepped inside and shook the delicate snow flakes from her short auburn hair. She glanced at him quickley and then sat down in a booth. He frowned at the streeks of white hair that framed her face, amused by how natural they looked.
A waitress walked over to the girl, chewing mindlessley on some gum.
"What-d-ya-want?" She said, tapping her foot on the floor and waiting to write something on the small note pad.
"Ah'l have a diet coke please." The girl said quietley.
A southerner, he thought. He looked away and focused on his coffe, then returned to stairing out of the window. He stood up and left some money on the table and walked outside, pulling on a long, red, lether jacket, landing a quick glance of the girl as he strode past. She looked so young, why was she in a place like this? The man walked out into the snow-flake-filled air, his sholder length black hair, catching the delicate snow as his heavy boots padded down the freshley fallen powder across a coverd parking lot. He opend the door to a small blue truck, and jumped inside, smacking the snow off of his heavy black boots.
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The Girl sat inside the diner drinking her coke, she counted how much money she had left. $100. That won't get her far. She finished her coke and looked around, the place was empty, so she dropped some money on the table and left. Walking out into the cold snow, she shiverd and wraped her coat tight to her body. Her breath turning to must infront of her as she looked around to see where she could get her next ride.
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A short yell brought the man in his truck, out of a deep sleep, after falling asleep because he couldn't move his truck out of the snow. He sat up quick and looked out of his window, seeing nothing but snow. He got out of his truck and looked around, hearing the yell again. A frandic.. "Get the hell away from me!"
He followed the sound, into an alley behind a bar and ran towards a man with his hands around a girls neck, the girl from the diner.
"Hay, man, what the hall are you doin!" He said grabbing the drunkn biker by the hair and pulling his hand away from the girls neck, she dropped down gasping.
"The bitch tried ta steel my wollet!"
The drunken man slired as he snatched his hand away. He turned back to the girl on the floor and wen't to kick her, but she got there first and kickd him between the legas, then stood up and backed away as he fell to his knees..
"Thanx Mr, but ah don't need ya help." She said as she turned to run. The man grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Give it." He said raising an eyeberow.
"What?" She said extra innocentley.
"The dudes wallet.... give it back."
"Ah don't know what ya talkin about." She said trying to turn again.
The man pulled her back and reached a hand into her pocket, pulling out a mans wollet and throwing it at him as he lay on the floor.
The girl struggled to get her arm free, then the young man let go and she fell backwards into the snow.
"Jackass!!" She shouted as the man faught back a smile.
"Thief." He calmley and quietley responded.
"Ahm not a thief....."
"So you didn't just try to steel his wollet?" The man said, grabbing the girls arm and pulling her to her feet.
"Ah gotta live don't ah."
"Then get a job like everyone els." He said as he brushed snow from her sholder.
"Ah cayn't." She said quietley.
The man stood quietley for a moment, not wanting to press the issue.
"My names Alistor." He said holding out his hand.
"Ahm Rogue." She said takeing the hand in her gloved one and shakeing it. "Where ya headed?" She said inqizitiveley.
He raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "D'no. Why?............. You wonna ride dont you?" He said feeling as if he'd just been suckerd into something.
"Yea, sure that'd be great." She said with a death glair plasterd on her face.
"Where ya goin?"
"As far away from mississippi as possible." She said smileing at Alistor.
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The two drove in silence, slowley along the snow coverd roads. Alistor kept glanceing at Rogue and then back to the road. Was he the onley one not comfortable with the silence? He'd usually be tucked up in some crappy motel room by now sleeping.........But no, now he has miss silent in the passenger seat of his truck. Bummer.
"Do you even sleep?" Alistor said looking at her wide eyes.
"Not much." She replied with a cockey attitued behind her voice and expression.
Alistor saw a sighn for a motel just off the road, so he pulled in.
"Well I do." He said, gettong out of the truck. He walked around the other side and opend the door,. nodding her out.
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Alistor walked to his truck, tieing back his long black hair, he wiped out the crinkles in his shirt and leaned against his truck with his arms folded, waiting for Rogue who came out a few moments later. She walked up to him and staired for a moment. His eyes were extreemly blue, like the strange contacts that you can get.
"Are they contacts?" She said throwing her bag into the back of the truck and folding her arms.
"No." He said turning away, slightley embarassed, he'd forgotten how people reacted to his eyes because he hadden't been around them for so long.
He hid his embarresmeant by smirking and turning to her.
"Is that poroxide?" He said nodding at her hair, smirking.
Rogue just scowled at him. "Hell no." She sounded Offended.
He laghed a little and walked around to the drivers side of the truck. They took off again down the road.
"So how old are you?" He ast.
"Ahm 20." He raised an eyebrow. "Fahn, ninteen."
"So your'e 18?" He smiled. The girl just looked at him for a moment then crossed her arms and sank into the seat.
"yea." She said quietley, lookeing away.
"What are ya doin way out hear, hitchin rides with truckers?"
"Ahm just gettin around."
"You running from home?"
"Ah guess ya could say that"
"How long?"
"Since summer." She said quietley, pulling at her silkey black gloves.
"Whats with the gloves?"
Rogue looked away. "Security."
Alistor noticed a collar on her neck, mostley coverd by a high neck sweater that she was wearing.
"Whats that?" He said, motioning to the collar. She just pulled up her sweater and leaned against the window, watching the scenery pass bye, as it slowley hypnotised her and she fell asleep with the motion of the truck.
Chapter one, Lost souls.
The snow had been falling all night, the roads were coverd and slippery for the truckers who passed through the small town all the time. There had already been three acsidents down the road that night.
A man sat next to the window of a bad lighted, diner. His unhuman, crystal blue eyes, like reflectors, looking over the snow which looked slightley orange in the darkness. He ran his eyes over a truck that stopped at the roadside, they never do that. He looked on slightley interested, untill the form of a woman steped down from the steps and landed with a bounce on the snow.
She was wearing a coat that wen't down to her ankles, which had a hood that coverd her whole head, it was green, but looked black in the darkness. She slammed closed the door, and hauled a bag onto her back, then continued on towards the diner, her hood being blown off of her as she walked. She stepped inside and shook the delicate snow flakes from her short auburn hair. She glanced at him quickley and then sat down in a booth. He frowned at the streeks of white hair that framed her face, amused by how natural they looked.
A waitress walked over to the girl, chewing mindlessley on some gum.
"What-d-ya-want?" She said, tapping her foot on the floor and waiting to write something on the small note pad.
"Ah'l have a diet coke please." The girl said quietley.
A southerner, he thought. He looked away and focused on his coffe, then returned to stairing out of the window. He stood up and left some money on the table and walked outside, pulling on a long, red, lether jacket, landing a quick glance of the girl as he strode past. She looked so young, why was she in a place like this? The man walked out into the snow-flake-filled air, his sholder length black hair, catching the delicate snow as his heavy boots padded down the freshley fallen powder across a coverd parking lot. He opend the door to a small blue truck, and jumped inside, smacking the snow off of his heavy black boots.
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The Girl sat inside the diner drinking her coke, she counted how much money she had left. $100. That won't get her far. She finished her coke and looked around, the place was empty, so she dropped some money on the table and left. Walking out into the cold snow, she shiverd and wraped her coat tight to her body. Her breath turning to must infront of her as she looked around to see where she could get her next ride.
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A short yell brought the man in his truck, out of a deep sleep, after falling asleep because he couldn't move his truck out of the snow. He sat up quick and looked out of his window, seeing nothing but snow. He got out of his truck and looked around, hearing the yell again. A frandic.. "Get the hell away from me!"
He followed the sound, into an alley behind a bar and ran towards a man with his hands around a girls neck, the girl from the diner.
"Hay, man, what the hall are you doin!" He said grabbing the drunkn biker by the hair and pulling his hand away from the girls neck, she dropped down gasping.
"The bitch tried ta steel my wollet!"
The drunken man slired as he snatched his hand away. He turned back to the girl on the floor and wen't to kick her, but she got there first and kickd him between the legas, then stood up and backed away as he fell to his knees..
"Thanx Mr, but ah don't need ya help." She said as she turned to run. The man grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Give it." He said raising an eyeberow.
"What?" She said extra innocentley.
"The dudes wallet.... give it back."
"Ah don't know what ya talkin about." She said trying to turn again.
The man pulled her back and reached a hand into her pocket, pulling out a mans wollet and throwing it at him as he lay on the floor.
The girl struggled to get her arm free, then the young man let go and she fell backwards into the snow.
"Jackass!!" She shouted as the man faught back a smile.
"Thief." He calmley and quietley responded.
"Ahm not a thief....."
"So you didn't just try to steel his wollet?" The man said, grabbing the girls arm and pulling her to her feet.
"Ah gotta live don't ah."
"Then get a job like everyone els." He said as he brushed snow from her sholder.
"Ah cayn't." She said quietley.
The man stood quietley for a moment, not wanting to press the issue.
"My names Alistor." He said holding out his hand.
"Ahm Rogue." She said takeing the hand in her gloved one and shakeing it. "Where ya headed?" She said inqizitiveley.
He raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "D'no. Why?............. You wonna ride dont you?" He said feeling as if he'd just been suckerd into something.
"Yea, sure that'd be great." She said with a death glair plasterd on her face.
"Where ya goin?"
"As far away from mississippi as possible." She said smileing at Alistor.
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The two drove in silence, slowley along the snow coverd roads. Alistor kept glanceing at Rogue and then back to the road. Was he the onley one not comfortable with the silence? He'd usually be tucked up in some crappy motel room by now sleeping.........But no, now he has miss silent in the passenger seat of his truck. Bummer.
"Do you even sleep?" Alistor said looking at her wide eyes.
"Not much." She replied with a cockey attitued behind her voice and expression.
Alistor saw a sighn for a motel just off the road, so he pulled in.
"Well I do." He said, gettong out of the truck. He walked around the other side and opend the door,. nodding her out.
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Alistor walked to his truck, tieing back his long black hair, he wiped out the crinkles in his shirt and leaned against his truck with his arms folded, waiting for Rogue who came out a few moments later. She walked up to him and staired for a moment. His eyes were extreemly blue, like the strange contacts that you can get.
"Are they contacts?" She said throwing her bag into the back of the truck and folding her arms.
"No." He said turning away, slightley embarassed, he'd forgotten how people reacted to his eyes because he hadden't been around them for so long.
He hid his embarresmeant by smirking and turning to her.
"Is that poroxide?" He said nodding at her hair, smirking.
Rogue just scowled at him. "Hell no." She sounded Offended.
He laghed a little and walked around to the drivers side of the truck. They took off again down the road.
"So how old are you?" He ast.
"Ahm 20." He raised an eyebrow. "Fahn, ninteen."
"So your'e 18?" He smiled. The girl just looked at him for a moment then crossed her arms and sank into the seat.
"yea." She said quietley, lookeing away.
"What are ya doin way out hear, hitchin rides with truckers?"
"Ahm just gettin around."
"You running from home?"
"Ah guess ya could say that"
"How long?"
"Since summer." She said quietley, pulling at her silkey black gloves.
"Whats with the gloves?"
Rogue looked away. "Security."
Alistor noticed a collar on her neck, mostley coverd by a high neck sweater that she was wearing.
"Whats that?" He said, motioning to the collar. She just pulled up her sweater and leaned against the window, watching the scenery pass bye, as it slowley hypnotised her and she fell asleep with the motion of the truck.