Disclaimer: Santa didn't bring the X-men for christmas, so they still dont
belong to me *sigh*
Staring at the clock on the metallic wall of the lab, I watched as the smallest hand counted away the seconds. God was I bored. Jean had left an hour ago at 10.30pm and told me to try and get some sleep. Jubilee had moved back in our dorm room this morning. I tried to move back with her, but Jean refused to let me go until my stiches came out. Which meant another four or five days of sitting in bed, watching a small T.V and breathing stale air. I needed to get out.
Wincing at the pain in my ribs and stomach, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, pulled out the IV and stood up on the cold floor. Wrapping a sheet around myself to combat the cold air, I walked over to the lab door. As the giant X slid to the side, I peered out at the unfamiliar metallic halls. My footsteps echoed down the empty halls as I jogged down them, searched for a way out. Coming to a large mahogany door, it opened before me to reveal an elevator. Jumping inside, I pressed the upwards button.
Opening into the main hallway by the professors office, I blocked my mind and walked past it. Walking up the stairs, I swiftly moved to my dormroom. Carefully opened the heavy wood door, the sound of Jubilee faint snores drifted into the deserted hallways. Stepping inside, I pulled the rest of the sheet inside and closed the door behind me. Tip-toeing over to my closet, I opened it, the rusty hinges protesting. I froze as Jubilee turned over, muttering.
"I love you twinkies but I love shebert as well..." she mumbled.
I exhalted in relief. Picking out a thick pair of gloves, I took off the blood stained pair and placed them in the bin. Pulling on the new pair, I reached back inside the closet and pulled out a warm pair of pants and a thick hooded sweatshirt. Slipping the sweatshirt and pants over my singlet and boxer shorts, I discarded the white sheet. Giving the sleeping Jubilee a goodbye wave, I slipped back outside into the hallway.
Staring up at the full autumn moon, I sucked in the fresh air into my lungs, the scent of pine filling my nose. Looking around, everything was bathed in a dim light, casting shadows across the vast courtyard. Spreading my arms, I stood still, feeling the gentle breeze play across my face and with my hair. Dropping my hands to my sides, I strolled over to Ororo's garden, dry dead leaves crunching underneath my bare feet. Running my hands through the leaves on the bushes, I stopped and knelt down on the grass to smell the wildflowers.
Sniffing at a group of red flowers, out of the corner of my eye a shadow moved. I quickly focused my eyes on the moving shadow. My heart jumped into my throat and its pulse began to beat faster and faster. Gathering together my thoughts, I slowly pretended to scratch my bare foot, carefully pulling the glove off my left hand. Feeling the presence come closer, I spun around, my naked hand outstretched at the figure.
The figure jumping back at the sight of my bare hand stretched towards him, his face now illuminated by the moonlight. I took in a deep breathe as I recognized the face.
"Scott! What the fuck are yah doing out here?" I screamed at him, slipping back on my glove. Shooting him a evil look, Scott gave me a sheepish grin.
"I went down to the lab to check on you. When I saw you leaving on the security cameras, I followed." he said. "I just wanted to make sure that you were alright."
Defensively folding my arms across my chest, I stared at him. Anger clouded my mind. Closing my eyes, I forced myself to calmly breath in and out. Relax, I told myself. He's only here to look after you. As my pulse returned to normal and my anger dissipated, I opened back my eyes.
"Well now that you've seen that Ah'm fine, yah can leave me alone" I said, sacasm dripping from every word.
Scott looked back towards the mansion. "Can I ask you about this figure in black?" he said, his voice questioning and soft.
I looked at him puzzled. How the hell did One-eye know about him? If Jeans been in my head, I'll....
"No-ones been snooping around in your head Rogue," he said quickly, disrupting my train of thought. "The Professor said that you're projecting a figure dressed in black during your sleep."
I hesitated. "Go away Bug eye. ah don't want questions and ah sure as hell don't need a second shadow."
Scotts jaw clenched in anger at the nickname. Not caring, I turned my back on him and strolled down the tiled path of Ororo's garden. Watching him through the corner of my eye, I saw him go to follow me, hesitate and turn away. Reaching the end of the path, I found a large stone seat, beautiful carvings of flower etched into its rough surface.
Sitting down on the stone seat, I looked up at the night sky. The moon hung in the sky, millions of stars scattered around it. As pain in my stomach grew stronger, I lay down on the cold concrete slab. Blinking slowly, I continued to stare up into the sky.
I must have drifted off to sleep cause when I opened my eyes, the moon had moved across the sky to sit near the top of the nearby hills as the suns first rays appeared on the opposite horizon. Sitting up, my ribs ached with a dull pain.
Standing up, I wrapped my arms tighter around myself to combat the cold wind and I began walking back up the path towards the mansion. Hearing the sound of crackling leaves, I paused. The faint sound of the leaves being crushed underneath a foot nearby. The hair on the back of my neck raised and I felt cold all over. Accelerating my pace, I stumbled up the steps of the front doors of the mansion.
Stepping inside, I closed the door and locked it. Stepping over to the window next to the door, I scanned the forest treeline. A lone figure stood among the trees, his red on black eyes staring right into mine, his thin lips curved into a smile. It was the man who had saved me from Mytisque. The figure in black. The black trench coat flowed from his shoulders, his red ripped shirt fluttering in the wind.
Tearing my eyes away from his, I grabbed the door handle and walked back outside. But when I looked back to the spot on the treeline where he stood moments before, he had disappeared. Sighing in disappointment of not being able to meet him, I turned around and walked back inside.
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Staring at the clock on the metallic wall of the lab, I watched as the smallest hand counted away the seconds. God was I bored. Jean had left an hour ago at 10.30pm and told me to try and get some sleep. Jubilee had moved back in our dorm room this morning. I tried to move back with her, but Jean refused to let me go until my stiches came out. Which meant another four or five days of sitting in bed, watching a small T.V and breathing stale air. I needed to get out.
Wincing at the pain in my ribs and stomach, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, pulled out the IV and stood up on the cold floor. Wrapping a sheet around myself to combat the cold air, I walked over to the lab door. As the giant X slid to the side, I peered out at the unfamiliar metallic halls. My footsteps echoed down the empty halls as I jogged down them, searched for a way out. Coming to a large mahogany door, it opened before me to reveal an elevator. Jumping inside, I pressed the upwards button.
Opening into the main hallway by the professors office, I blocked my mind and walked past it. Walking up the stairs, I swiftly moved to my dormroom. Carefully opened the heavy wood door, the sound of Jubilee faint snores drifted into the deserted hallways. Stepping inside, I pulled the rest of the sheet inside and closed the door behind me. Tip-toeing over to my closet, I opened it, the rusty hinges protesting. I froze as Jubilee turned over, muttering.
"I love you twinkies but I love shebert as well..." she mumbled.
I exhalted in relief. Picking out a thick pair of gloves, I took off the blood stained pair and placed them in the bin. Pulling on the new pair, I reached back inside the closet and pulled out a warm pair of pants and a thick hooded sweatshirt. Slipping the sweatshirt and pants over my singlet and boxer shorts, I discarded the white sheet. Giving the sleeping Jubilee a goodbye wave, I slipped back outside into the hallway.
Staring up at the full autumn moon, I sucked in the fresh air into my lungs, the scent of pine filling my nose. Looking around, everything was bathed in a dim light, casting shadows across the vast courtyard. Spreading my arms, I stood still, feeling the gentle breeze play across my face and with my hair. Dropping my hands to my sides, I strolled over to Ororo's garden, dry dead leaves crunching underneath my bare feet. Running my hands through the leaves on the bushes, I stopped and knelt down on the grass to smell the wildflowers.
Sniffing at a group of red flowers, out of the corner of my eye a shadow moved. I quickly focused my eyes on the moving shadow. My heart jumped into my throat and its pulse began to beat faster and faster. Gathering together my thoughts, I slowly pretended to scratch my bare foot, carefully pulling the glove off my left hand. Feeling the presence come closer, I spun around, my naked hand outstretched at the figure.
The figure jumping back at the sight of my bare hand stretched towards him, his face now illuminated by the moonlight. I took in a deep breathe as I recognized the face.
"Scott! What the fuck are yah doing out here?" I screamed at him, slipping back on my glove. Shooting him a evil look, Scott gave me a sheepish grin.
"I went down to the lab to check on you. When I saw you leaving on the security cameras, I followed." he said. "I just wanted to make sure that you were alright."
Defensively folding my arms across my chest, I stared at him. Anger clouded my mind. Closing my eyes, I forced myself to calmly breath in and out. Relax, I told myself. He's only here to look after you. As my pulse returned to normal and my anger dissipated, I opened back my eyes.
"Well now that you've seen that Ah'm fine, yah can leave me alone" I said, sacasm dripping from every word.
Scott looked back towards the mansion. "Can I ask you about this figure in black?" he said, his voice questioning and soft.
I looked at him puzzled. How the hell did One-eye know about him? If Jeans been in my head, I'll....
"No-ones been snooping around in your head Rogue," he said quickly, disrupting my train of thought. "The Professor said that you're projecting a figure dressed in black during your sleep."
I hesitated. "Go away Bug eye. ah don't want questions and ah sure as hell don't need a second shadow."
Scotts jaw clenched in anger at the nickname. Not caring, I turned my back on him and strolled down the tiled path of Ororo's garden. Watching him through the corner of my eye, I saw him go to follow me, hesitate and turn away. Reaching the end of the path, I found a large stone seat, beautiful carvings of flower etched into its rough surface.
Sitting down on the stone seat, I looked up at the night sky. The moon hung in the sky, millions of stars scattered around it. As pain in my stomach grew stronger, I lay down on the cold concrete slab. Blinking slowly, I continued to stare up into the sky.
I must have drifted off to sleep cause when I opened my eyes, the moon had moved across the sky to sit near the top of the nearby hills as the suns first rays appeared on the opposite horizon. Sitting up, my ribs ached with a dull pain.
Standing up, I wrapped my arms tighter around myself to combat the cold wind and I began walking back up the path towards the mansion. Hearing the sound of crackling leaves, I paused. The faint sound of the leaves being crushed underneath a foot nearby. The hair on the back of my neck raised and I felt cold all over. Accelerating my pace, I stumbled up the steps of the front doors of the mansion.
Stepping inside, I closed the door and locked it. Stepping over to the window next to the door, I scanned the forest treeline. A lone figure stood among the trees, his red on black eyes staring right into mine, his thin lips curved into a smile. It was the man who had saved me from Mytisque. The figure in black. The black trench coat flowed from his shoulders, his red ripped shirt fluttering in the wind.
Tearing my eyes away from his, I grabbed the door handle and walked back outside. But when I looked back to the spot on the treeline where he stood moments before, he had disappeared. Sighing in disappointment of not being able to meet him, I turned around and walked back inside.
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