There is an important message at the bottom of the story-_-
This is an ominous song-fic (meaning, no one ACTUALLY hears the song) also, its long for the time i missed.
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Pietro sat on his bed, flipping through some magazines in boredom. He had been sitting there for hours with nothing to do. He turned slightly and put on his headphones.
-Man, I need something to do-
The CD player revved up and landed on track 7. Simple Plan's
"Id Do Anything" started to play. The song was kind of cheery and preppy, but it was still cool. At times it made him want to dance a bit, but he decided against it. (I'll get to that later ;) he he!)
Unknown to Pietro, his father was calling with a hint of urgency in his voice. The music was so loud Pietro didn't know a thing about it. Magneto, in his impatience, walked into Pietro's room, his cape flowing behind him as he entered. He saw Pietro on his bed with his eyes closed banging his head with a picture of Rogue and the Brotherhood in his hand. The sight was pretty amusing, but if Magneto weren't in such a sullen mood, he would have teased his son. Eric lightly moved over to his son and tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to jump.
"Ack!"
Pietro composed himself and turned red a little.
"You wanted something?"
Eric looked at him solemnly.
"We need to talk."
They sat down together. There was an awkward silence between them and Pietro cleared his throat nervously. Eric sighed and sat in a chair across from him.
"I've been keeping a close eye on Rogue and I believe that soon will be the time to bring her to us."
Pietro's face lightened up and his posture perked up.
"Alright!"
Eric's frown however, deepened at his son's glee.
"Pietro, listen to me. You may be happy now, but bringing her here with you could be sheer misery. It's going to be hard Pietro, you understand?"
Pietro shook his head.
"Yeah, I know, with that stupid Cajun after her all the time...."
Eric squeezed his son's shoulders.
"There is another......"
Pietro's eyes flashed an evil metallic blue. A fire, it seemed, raged in his eyes. For the first time in Eric's life, he felt threatened by his son. There was something dangerous. Something familiar, something that reminded Eric of himself.
"...Others I mean. Not for love but for power."
Pietro balled up his hands in fury.
"WHO."
Their eyes locked.
"You, Gambit, Mystique and....Wolverine..."
Eric's voice trailed off and Pietro turned almost as pale as his hair.
"The other two I can believe, but Wolverine!? He's older than you!"
Eric huffed.
-He acts as if i'm that old.....well i am, but still. -
"Never mind that. Mystique is more dangerous. Her time for licking her wounds from her previous battle is passed. By now she would have made another move. Pietro, you know that Rogue is her daughter and that she will do whatever it takes to get her back."
Pietro nodded but didn't really care.
"This is unreal man."
Magneto sat back and looked around his son's room. It was like the typical teenagers bedroom. Pictures on the wall, clothes on the floor. Yes, a normal teenager, yet, Pietro is not normal. He's abnormal and the life he leads is the kind of life that one could read in a fantasy book. He looked back at him, fixing his gaze on the picture his son held in his hand.
"Wolverine has a great liking to her."
Pietro unintentionally rubbed his right arm at the memory of how he was almost chopped to pieces by Wolverine.
-I'm glad Rogue was there-
This action acknowledged Magneto's belief and he went on.
"He see's her as his own so it's going to be a trial getting to her."
"Gambit?"
Pietro's inquiry made Magneto think for a moment before answering.
"He's expendable. We'll loose him when the time's right."
An evil look overcame Pietro's face.
"Good, gooood.."
Eric glared lightly.
"You KNOW i hate it when you do that. You're acting as if we were evil."
Pietro sucked his teeth.
"Rogue see's it that way."
Eric was taken aback by the fact and was silenced. Pietro played with his picture a bit. As much as he wanted Rogue to comeback with him, he knew that she would be a bit reluctant.
"Magneto!"
Eric picked up his helmet, a little startled. It was Gambit, a look of emergency was in his eyes.
"What is the meaning of your intrusion?"
Gambit straightened himself up and looked Magneto in the eyes.
"Its Mystique, she's back as Risty."
"WHAT!"
Pietro let the question slip from his mouth without thinking about the joy Gambit would get from his shock. Pietro let the setback be erased from his mind and got off of his bed.
"How long?"
Gambit thought for a second.
"Bout a day, from what I's seen."
Magneto clenched his fist and pulse wave went through the base.
"Find out what she's up to, what she is after. Understand?"
Gambit nodded and ran off. Magneto put on his helmet and walked away, stopping at the doorframe.
"I'm going to check on the plans about Wanda. I suggest you plan your next move."
"Yes sir."
He watched him walk out of his room and flopped on his bed.
"This is bad, REALLY bad. Something's going to happen, I can FEEL it."
Pietro rolled onto his stomach and pulled out a cell phone. Soon after awhile, a male picked up the phone.
"I need you to tell me about what Rogue's doing tonight."
"What? No how are you doing Freddy?"
"Fredd....."
"Yeah sure, what's in it for me?"
Pietro thought of a quick lie.
"A truckload food, how's that?"
There were sounds of mumbling and a contented sigh.
"Yeah, okay. Why do want to know anyway? Planning on having some sweet dreams tonight?? hmmm?"
Pietro growled.
"Justdoityoufattuboflard! whereisshegoing?"
"Alright alright, don't get touchy. She's going to the concert with Risty."
Pietro calmed a bit.
-What could go wrong at a concert?-
Then it hit him.
Everything.
"Now, what about my food..."
"Whatever,justwatchafterher.k?"
Pietro hung up the phone and Freddy winced at the sound. He shrugged and put it down.
"Hmph. That sucks."
Lance stepped out of the bathroom puzzled.
"What's up?"
Fred shrugged.
"Nothin."
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Rogue hastily slipped on her mesh shirt over her head and ran out the door, waving to Kitty and her 'Date'. She lightly chuckled to herself and ran past the gates and around the corner to where Risty was.
"Geez Risty, why do ya have to wait so far away?"
Risty just shrugged and grabbed Rogue by the arm and led her to the bus stop. When they were seated on the bus Rogue leaned back and breathed out. She missed her outings with Risty and was happy that she was back. Rogue blew a white strand from her face.
"Ya know, we could've gotten a ride in Scott's car, he was using Jean's van for their 'date'."
Risty coughed and laughed nervously.
"Naw, its okay Rogue. I prefer taking the public transportation method, saving the planet ya know."
Rogue shrugged and they continued to talk until they reached the concert hall. They walked up the ramp into a large concert hall decked with equipment and rowdy teenagers. Rogue looked around with a nervous look.
"Ah don't know about this. All these people and well, ya know, my powers."
Risty rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Ahh, don't worry mate. I'll watch ya!"
Rogue smiled, taking a deep breath before stepping out into the crowd. The band was wonderful. The beat was hot and so were the band members. Risty and Rogue had moved up to the front and were right in front of the stage. Risty was dancing wildly and Rogue laughed at her friend's merriment until her eye caught sight of Jean and Scott. She stopped dancing and huffed, her eyes down casting themselves to her feet. Suddenly, a pain ripped through her body, causing her to shoot up.
-No...not this pain again.....-
She grabbed her head in pain. Risty turned to check on Rogue, and when she saw her start to fall, she grabbed at her arm, ripping the sleeve off of Rogue's shirt.
"Oh my......"
Rogue's head swirled with images and recent memories as she absorbed some nearby teens. Risty looked on horrified as she saw her friend falling towards her. She tried to run but it was too late.
Like a tidal wave, the memories, Risty's memories, rushed through Rogue. That day at school and other days that they where together. But, it seemed, there was a dark feeling over shadowing the thoughts.
"Rogue......."
Then it hit her. Risty's true identity. Rogue's breath caught in her throat. She started to remember bits of her old life when she was a child. The pain was too much to bear, and she pulled herself away.
"No, how could you....."
Mystique regarded Rogue with a slight look of horror and guilt as she fell unto other teenagers. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Scott and the others and made a break for it. As much as she wanted to help her daughter, to stop her from hurting, she could not do it at that time.
"Goodbye Rogue, for now."
Rogue's vision slurred and once distinct shapes became blurry and unreadable. She felt her body changing and her insides churning. Her eyes closed and she soon felt cold and alone. Rogue opened her eyes. It was if she was looking from a window, the anger, the hurt, the many personas, taking over her body.
-Why why? Why does this have ta happen. Ah hate mah life!-
Rouge mentally scrunched herself up into a ball and cried, letting her anger and resentment take over her changing body. Her rage fueled her on. She didn't care anymore about trying to stop herself from hurting others, she just wanted to let it all go like that day in the tank.
//Never win first place
I don't support the team
I can't take directions
and my socks are never clean//
No matter where she was, what group she was in, she always was the casualty. No one cared so why should she? She was different, couldn't they see that? Rogue was her own person and did things her way, not theirs.
-Why tha hell should I care anymore?-
She transformed into Sabertooth and ripped apart the stage, demolishing everything in her path. Scott, Jean and Kitty tried their best but Rogue was too powerful.
//teachers dated me
my parents hated me
i was always in a fight
cause i cant do nothing right//
Rogue tore her way out of the concert hall and jumped into the cool night air. No matter how hard she tried, she just didn't seem to do the RIGHT thing. (It seemed that way to her)
-Everythang. Ah'm always messing up!-
She let out a ear-shattering roar and transformed again, her anger making her stronger by the second.
//everyday i find a war against the mirror
cant take the person staring back at me...//
She always wanted to be someone other than herself, and now she had it...
//I'm a hazard to myself//
...and it was killing her.
//Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
All of her suppressed emotions surged through her body.
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
Even though she a better life with Xavier, she wanted more. She wanted to roam, but she also wanted to be loved. And the only one who could do that was Pietro.
//L.A. told me, you'll be a pop star
All you have to change
is everything you are//
Poor little Rogue. A magnet to hurt and pain.
//i'm tired of being compared
to damn Britney Spears
she's so pretty
that just aint me//
She remembered about how she always runner up to little Ms. Perfect Jean Grey. She thought she had gotten rid of all her jealousy and hate against her, but she obviously had some left.
//So doctor doctor wont you please prescribe me somethin
A day in the life of someone else....
cause i'm a hazard to myself//
The institute was supposed to help her with her pain, and it has, but why, now, is she so hurt and sad? She could lightly hear Logan's voice through her fighting. She wanted this all to stop. Everything.
//Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
Rogue reached out her hand to his help. She needed it, wanted it.
"I know what it feels like to be alone Rogue.."
-Logan, help..-
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
-AH DONT WANT TO BE THIS MONSTER ANYMORE!!-
//Don't let me get me (don't let me)
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
-Save me-
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
Logan could see that his talking soft words were not working so he decided to appeal to the real Rogue. The Rogue he knew. The Rogue that was like him.
"This aint like you kid. Fight them!"
An emotion hit Rogue, right in her heart and her pride.
//So doctor doctor wont you please prescribe me somethin
a day in the life of someone else
don't let me get me....//
-NO! If ah want to stop this AHM going ta have to do it!-
She mustered her strength and fought. The pain in her body was excruciating. Her breaths became rapid, her screams louder and more shrill. And then there was nothing. Nothing but Blackness, time and Rogue. Images reached her, and she felt the will to go on.
::Instrumental::
*at the mansion*
In the void she could see the things that were most important, her happiness. In its shadow, she saw the bad side, of her life, and she saw herself. Crunched into a ball crying. She mentally yelled.
-GET UP!-
A light engulfed her and a calm overcame her. It was Logan. She smiled and woke.
//oh, I'm a hazard to myself (yeah)
Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
its bad when you ignore yourself (yourself)//
She lightly squeezed his hand. His eyes shone with the uttermost tenderness and understanding. Their eyes locked and they both understood.
//so irritating (so irritating)
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
She looked away, a bit shy. Logan picked up on it.
"You still hate your life kid?"
//Don't let me get me (don't let don't let)
im my own worst enemy (don't let me get me)
its bad when you ignore yourself (its bad, its so bad)//
Rogue paused and smiled.
"Yeah, ah do."
She looked back up at him and smirked. Logan huffed but was inwardly relieved. He continued to hold her hand.
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else (wanna be somebody else)//
She laid her head back down and thought about everything. There would be no more tears or crying or self-pitying. Just the future, herself and hopefully Pietro. Rogue knew she still had some emotional problems, but who the hell doesn't. She sighed and closed her eyes.
-Ah'm me. So screw the world and their assumptions. Their rules.-
She smirked as she drifted to sleep.
-Instead of ignoring mah problems, ah'm gonna embrace it, and when this is over ah'll finally be free.-
//:Fades out::
Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
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Okay, the song fic MIGHT suck and all, but its an insight into what I THINK went through Rogue's mind during and after.
Second: it's a song fic because the songfic muse hit me, but now, glad to say, it's gone. WOO HOO!!!
Third: It took me so long because my computer deleted the chapter(s) and leading to my FOURTH point..
Fourth: I had an alternate chapter where Pietro dances around to Simple Plan's 'Id do anything'.
With all that stuff done, I want to beg for forgiveness.
*bawls like a baby*
*ahem*
Sorry for the delay and before I Forget......
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!
This is an ominous song-fic (meaning, no one ACTUALLY hears the song) also, its long for the time i missed.
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Pietro sat on his bed, flipping through some magazines in boredom. He had been sitting there for hours with nothing to do. He turned slightly and put on his headphones.
-Man, I need something to do-
The CD player revved up and landed on track 7. Simple Plan's
"Id Do Anything" started to play. The song was kind of cheery and preppy, but it was still cool. At times it made him want to dance a bit, but he decided against it. (I'll get to that later ;) he he!)
Unknown to Pietro, his father was calling with a hint of urgency in his voice. The music was so loud Pietro didn't know a thing about it. Magneto, in his impatience, walked into Pietro's room, his cape flowing behind him as he entered. He saw Pietro on his bed with his eyes closed banging his head with a picture of Rogue and the Brotherhood in his hand. The sight was pretty amusing, but if Magneto weren't in such a sullen mood, he would have teased his son. Eric lightly moved over to his son and tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to jump.
"Ack!"
Pietro composed himself and turned red a little.
"You wanted something?"
Eric looked at him solemnly.
"We need to talk."
They sat down together. There was an awkward silence between them and Pietro cleared his throat nervously. Eric sighed and sat in a chair across from him.
"I've been keeping a close eye on Rogue and I believe that soon will be the time to bring her to us."
Pietro's face lightened up and his posture perked up.
"Alright!"
Eric's frown however, deepened at his son's glee.
"Pietro, listen to me. You may be happy now, but bringing her here with you could be sheer misery. It's going to be hard Pietro, you understand?"
Pietro shook his head.
"Yeah, I know, with that stupid Cajun after her all the time...."
Eric squeezed his son's shoulders.
"There is another......"
Pietro's eyes flashed an evil metallic blue. A fire, it seemed, raged in his eyes. For the first time in Eric's life, he felt threatened by his son. There was something dangerous. Something familiar, something that reminded Eric of himself.
"...Others I mean. Not for love but for power."
Pietro balled up his hands in fury.
"WHO."
Their eyes locked.
"You, Gambit, Mystique and....Wolverine..."
Eric's voice trailed off and Pietro turned almost as pale as his hair.
"The other two I can believe, but Wolverine!? He's older than you!"
Eric huffed.
-He acts as if i'm that old.....well i am, but still. -
"Never mind that. Mystique is more dangerous. Her time for licking her wounds from her previous battle is passed. By now she would have made another move. Pietro, you know that Rogue is her daughter and that she will do whatever it takes to get her back."
Pietro nodded but didn't really care.
"This is unreal man."
Magneto sat back and looked around his son's room. It was like the typical teenagers bedroom. Pictures on the wall, clothes on the floor. Yes, a normal teenager, yet, Pietro is not normal. He's abnormal and the life he leads is the kind of life that one could read in a fantasy book. He looked back at him, fixing his gaze on the picture his son held in his hand.
"Wolverine has a great liking to her."
Pietro unintentionally rubbed his right arm at the memory of how he was almost chopped to pieces by Wolverine.
-I'm glad Rogue was there-
This action acknowledged Magneto's belief and he went on.
"He see's her as his own so it's going to be a trial getting to her."
"Gambit?"
Pietro's inquiry made Magneto think for a moment before answering.
"He's expendable. We'll loose him when the time's right."
An evil look overcame Pietro's face.
"Good, gooood.."
Eric glared lightly.
"You KNOW i hate it when you do that. You're acting as if we were evil."
Pietro sucked his teeth.
"Rogue see's it that way."
Eric was taken aback by the fact and was silenced. Pietro played with his picture a bit. As much as he wanted Rogue to comeback with him, he knew that she would be a bit reluctant.
"Magneto!"
Eric picked up his helmet, a little startled. It was Gambit, a look of emergency was in his eyes.
"What is the meaning of your intrusion?"
Gambit straightened himself up and looked Magneto in the eyes.
"Its Mystique, she's back as Risty."
"WHAT!"
Pietro let the question slip from his mouth without thinking about the joy Gambit would get from his shock. Pietro let the setback be erased from his mind and got off of his bed.
"How long?"
Gambit thought for a second.
"Bout a day, from what I's seen."
Magneto clenched his fist and pulse wave went through the base.
"Find out what she's up to, what she is after. Understand?"
Gambit nodded and ran off. Magneto put on his helmet and walked away, stopping at the doorframe.
"I'm going to check on the plans about Wanda. I suggest you plan your next move."
"Yes sir."
He watched him walk out of his room and flopped on his bed.
"This is bad, REALLY bad. Something's going to happen, I can FEEL it."
Pietro rolled onto his stomach and pulled out a cell phone. Soon after awhile, a male picked up the phone.
"I need you to tell me about what Rogue's doing tonight."
"What? No how are you doing Freddy?"
"Fredd....."
"Yeah sure, what's in it for me?"
Pietro thought of a quick lie.
"A truckload food, how's that?"
There were sounds of mumbling and a contented sigh.
"Yeah, okay. Why do want to know anyway? Planning on having some sweet dreams tonight?? hmmm?"
Pietro growled.
"Justdoityoufattuboflard! whereisshegoing?"
"Alright alright, don't get touchy. She's going to the concert with Risty."
Pietro calmed a bit.
-What could go wrong at a concert?-
Then it hit him.
Everything.
"Now, what about my food..."
"Whatever,justwatchafterher.k?"
Pietro hung up the phone and Freddy winced at the sound. He shrugged and put it down.
"Hmph. That sucks."
Lance stepped out of the bathroom puzzled.
"What's up?"
Fred shrugged.
"Nothin."
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Rogue hastily slipped on her mesh shirt over her head and ran out the door, waving to Kitty and her 'Date'. She lightly chuckled to herself and ran past the gates and around the corner to where Risty was.
"Geez Risty, why do ya have to wait so far away?"
Risty just shrugged and grabbed Rogue by the arm and led her to the bus stop. When they were seated on the bus Rogue leaned back and breathed out. She missed her outings with Risty and was happy that she was back. Rogue blew a white strand from her face.
"Ya know, we could've gotten a ride in Scott's car, he was using Jean's van for their 'date'."
Risty coughed and laughed nervously.
"Naw, its okay Rogue. I prefer taking the public transportation method, saving the planet ya know."
Rogue shrugged and they continued to talk until they reached the concert hall. They walked up the ramp into a large concert hall decked with equipment and rowdy teenagers. Rogue looked around with a nervous look.
"Ah don't know about this. All these people and well, ya know, my powers."
Risty rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Ahh, don't worry mate. I'll watch ya!"
Rogue smiled, taking a deep breath before stepping out into the crowd. The band was wonderful. The beat was hot and so were the band members. Risty and Rogue had moved up to the front and were right in front of the stage. Risty was dancing wildly and Rogue laughed at her friend's merriment until her eye caught sight of Jean and Scott. She stopped dancing and huffed, her eyes down casting themselves to her feet. Suddenly, a pain ripped through her body, causing her to shoot up.
-No...not this pain again.....-
She grabbed her head in pain. Risty turned to check on Rogue, and when she saw her start to fall, she grabbed at her arm, ripping the sleeve off of Rogue's shirt.
"Oh my......"
Rogue's head swirled with images and recent memories as she absorbed some nearby teens. Risty looked on horrified as she saw her friend falling towards her. She tried to run but it was too late.
Like a tidal wave, the memories, Risty's memories, rushed through Rogue. That day at school and other days that they where together. But, it seemed, there was a dark feeling over shadowing the thoughts.
"Rogue......."
Then it hit her. Risty's true identity. Rogue's breath caught in her throat. She started to remember bits of her old life when she was a child. The pain was too much to bear, and she pulled herself away.
"No, how could you....."
Mystique regarded Rogue with a slight look of horror and guilt as she fell unto other teenagers. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Scott and the others and made a break for it. As much as she wanted to help her daughter, to stop her from hurting, she could not do it at that time.
"Goodbye Rogue, for now."
Rogue's vision slurred and once distinct shapes became blurry and unreadable. She felt her body changing and her insides churning. Her eyes closed and she soon felt cold and alone. Rogue opened her eyes. It was if she was looking from a window, the anger, the hurt, the many personas, taking over her body.
-Why why? Why does this have ta happen. Ah hate mah life!-
Rouge mentally scrunched herself up into a ball and cried, letting her anger and resentment take over her changing body. Her rage fueled her on. She didn't care anymore about trying to stop herself from hurting others, she just wanted to let it all go like that day in the tank.
//Never win first place
I don't support the team
I can't take directions
and my socks are never clean//
No matter where she was, what group she was in, she always was the casualty. No one cared so why should she? She was different, couldn't they see that? Rogue was her own person and did things her way, not theirs.
-Why tha hell should I care anymore?-
She transformed into Sabertooth and ripped apart the stage, demolishing everything in her path. Scott, Jean and Kitty tried their best but Rogue was too powerful.
//teachers dated me
my parents hated me
i was always in a fight
cause i cant do nothing right//
Rogue tore her way out of the concert hall and jumped into the cool night air. No matter how hard she tried, she just didn't seem to do the RIGHT thing. (It seemed that way to her)
-Everythang. Ah'm always messing up!-
She let out a ear-shattering roar and transformed again, her anger making her stronger by the second.
//everyday i find a war against the mirror
cant take the person staring back at me...//
She always wanted to be someone other than herself, and now she had it...
//I'm a hazard to myself//
...and it was killing her.
//Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
All of her suppressed emotions surged through her body.
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
Even though she a better life with Xavier, she wanted more. She wanted to roam, but she also wanted to be loved. And the only one who could do that was Pietro.
//L.A. told me, you'll be a pop star
All you have to change
is everything you are//
Poor little Rogue. A magnet to hurt and pain.
//i'm tired of being compared
to damn Britney Spears
she's so pretty
that just aint me//
She remembered about how she always runner up to little Ms. Perfect Jean Grey. She thought she had gotten rid of all her jealousy and hate against her, but she obviously had some left.
//So doctor doctor wont you please prescribe me somethin
A day in the life of someone else....
cause i'm a hazard to myself//
The institute was supposed to help her with her pain, and it has, but why, now, is she so hurt and sad? She could lightly hear Logan's voice through her fighting. She wanted this all to stop. Everything.
//Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
Rogue reached out her hand to his help. She needed it, wanted it.
"I know what it feels like to be alone Rogue.."
-Logan, help..-
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
-AH DONT WANT TO BE THIS MONSTER ANYMORE!!-
//Don't let me get me (don't let me)
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
-Save me-
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
Logan could see that his talking soft words were not working so he decided to appeal to the real Rogue. The Rogue he knew. The Rogue that was like him.
"This aint like you kid. Fight them!"
An emotion hit Rogue, right in her heart and her pride.
//So doctor doctor wont you please prescribe me somethin
a day in the life of someone else
don't let me get me....//
-NO! If ah want to stop this AHM going ta have to do it!-
She mustered her strength and fought. The pain in her body was excruciating. Her breaths became rapid, her screams louder and more shrill. And then there was nothing. Nothing but Blackness, time and Rogue. Images reached her, and she felt the will to go on.
::Instrumental::
*at the mansion*
In the void she could see the things that were most important, her happiness. In its shadow, she saw the bad side, of her life, and she saw herself. Crunched into a ball crying. She mentally yelled.
-GET UP!-
A light engulfed her and a calm overcame her. It was Logan. She smiled and woke.
//oh, I'm a hazard to myself (yeah)
Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
its bad when you ignore yourself (yourself)//
She lightly squeezed his hand. His eyes shone with the uttermost tenderness and understanding. Their eyes locked and they both understood.
//so irritating (so irritating)
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else//
She looked away, a bit shy. Logan picked up on it.
"You still hate your life kid?"
//Don't let me get me (don't let don't let)
im my own worst enemy (don't let me get me)
its bad when you ignore yourself (its bad, its so bad)//
Rogue paused and smiled.
"Yeah, ah do."
She looked back up at him and smirked. Logan huffed but was inwardly relieved. He continued to hold her hand.
//so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else (wanna be somebody else)//
She laid her head back down and thought about everything. There would be no more tears or crying or self-pitying. Just the future, herself and hopefully Pietro. Rogue knew she still had some emotional problems, but who the hell doesn't. She sighed and closed her eyes.
-Ah'm me. So screw the world and their assumptions. Their rules.-
She smirked as she drifted to sleep.
-Instead of ignoring mah problems, ah'm gonna embrace it, and when this is over ah'll finally be free.-
//:Fades out::
Don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you ignore yourself//
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Okay, the song fic MIGHT suck and all, but its an insight into what I THINK went through Rogue's mind during and after.
Second: it's a song fic because the songfic muse hit me, but now, glad to say, it's gone. WOO HOO!!!
Third: It took me so long because my computer deleted the chapter(s) and leading to my FOURTH point..
Fourth: I had an alternate chapter where Pietro dances around to Simple Plan's 'Id do anything'.
With all that stuff done, I want to beg for forgiveness.
*bawls like a baby*
*ahem*
Sorry for the delay and before I Forget......
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!