Just Rogue.
Chapter Three: Revenge Of The Rogue.
When she finally woke up the sun had reached its middle point signalling it was half-way through the day. She shuffled out of her make-shift den before stretching all her limbs with a satisfactory yawn. Her stomach rumbled, demanding it be fed, but with such a large hunt to be had - although this would not be for prey to be eaten - and it would have to wait. She trotted away from where she had laid towards where she had seen the grey-tall-strip-thing. It didn't take her long to reach it but to her surprise she saw one of those hard-chunky-log-things-that-ran-faster-then-deer pass by the now open grey-tall-strip-thing. A flash of red head-fur could be seen the clear-solid-water thing that was on the hard-chunky-log-things, and then the scent wafted into her nostrils as the thing passed by. It was the Red female!
Her luck couldn't have been greater. The Red female that left the home territory, alone and unprotected. Spinning round, Rogue began running after the Red female determined to eliminate the threat. She couldn't wait to do it and tell her mate what she had done! He would be so proud and happy that he would definately mark and mate with her for sure. She would be the best Alpha's mate ever. It took a while for the hard-chunky-log thing to stop but when it did it was in an empty hard-grey-round-pond-thing with white stripes. She trotted up to the back of the hard-chunky-log thing and waited for the Red female to come out. Normally, she'd give any threats a chance to fight her but she knew she couldn't with this one. She had to be the one that survived. She would not lose her mate again!
Anger flooded through her veins as she watched the Red female slowly leave the confines of the hard-chunky-log thing. As soon as the hard-chunky-log thing was all closed, she leapt out of her hiding place with bone claws withdrawn. The Red female had no time to turn around as she lunged the claws into the Red female's back with a fierce passion. Oh yes, she could see the Red female's liquid red flowing out of the holes she was making in the Red female's back. She snarled at the Red female to let her know just who was killing her and why. After all, even though the Red female was the worst kind of threat she wouldn't just let the Red female die without knowing.
She pulled her bone claws out of the Red female's back and watched as the Red female fell to the ground onto her stomach. It seemed to take the Red female all her energy to turn over onto her back. Shock and surprise flooded the Red female's features upon seeing her and she didn't know why. She decided it did not matter - it was probably the Red female thinking she wouldn't come back for her mate - and snarled again at the Red female.
"Rogue?"
The Red female gasped as the red liquid began to trickle out of the threat's mouth. A beeping that could not be heard by normal ears was heard by her and she found it to originate to a 'X' engraved in the thin-fake-fur stuff the Red female was wearing. Something told her this was not good, and she was right because she heard more hard-chunky-log things coming this way very fast with loud growls. Her gaze snapped in that direction, the direction she had come from, before her gaze returned to the Red female. Would the two-legged male heal the Red female? She didn't know. She was sure the Red female was close to death but this strange two-legged territory was unfamiliar to her and she did not know if they could heal better then she or any other animals could.
"P-please... Don't go..."
The Red female gasped again, only this time her voice was a lot weaker and the hard-chunky-logs were getting too close. With a fustrated snarl, she turned and bolted away from the Red female in an attempt to flee. She scented the air, trying to find the nearest non-two legged territory where she could hide in before returning to her hunt of the Red female. After all, she had to make sure the threat was eliminated. She had to protect her mate and prove to him she was worthy. She could just imagine his proud smile as she told him all about it, his paws wrapped around her as he nuzzled her neck happily and she'd purr just for him. Oh yes, she would get her plans back on track. She just had to escape first of all so she could either confirm the Red female was dead or have a second turn at doing it.
Eventually she ran across a large piece of non-two legged territory in the middle of the two-legged territory. She could smell both animals and two-leggeds here but it was the best she could do in short notice, and she couldn't keep leaving her scent trail in the unfamiliar two-legged made parts. With another fustrated growl she entered the territory, feeling relieved at the grass beneath her almost-paws as she ran on four legs into the depths of the forest portion with a relieved sigh.
She ended up returning to the home territory where the Red female and her mate stayed when darkness finally descended as well as the night-sun came out. She covered herself and her fur in mud to cover her scent before she made her way back to where she needed to be. To most climbing the tall-hard-red thing surrounding the place would be hard, but with her bone claws she managed to make it up there easily, jumping from the top and landing in another forest. She proceeded slowly through the forest until she reached the tree line. From there she could see a large and odd made two-legged den that looked to be as large as a mountain range. It was quiet and she could hear a lot of steady heart beats signalling all were asleep. However she remained cautious as she walked closer to the den on all fours.
She noticed a shape in the den that was tall and a different colour to the rest of the den. Could this be the opening to get in? Curious, she approached it and rubbed the palm of her almost-paw against it until purely by coincidence it landed on a sticking out branch. She frowned at it before tugging at it in an attempt to get it out of the den opening. To her surprise though it opened the den opening so she could enter. Happy with this turn out, Rogue proceeded to walk inside the den.
There were so many different scents that for a moment it overwhelmed her, however she soon managed to catch the scent of red liquid and the Red female. She followed it through the den only to frown as she came to a hard-grey opening that was closed. There was a hard-round thing that looked like a pebble with strange markings next to it so she pressed it out of curiousity. When the hard-grey opening actually opened she went inside, not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. There was another hard-round thing, several actually, so she pressed the bottom one - the highest she could reach on all fours - and growled as the round thing she was in began to move down. Her distress rised until the round-thing stopped and the hard-grey opening opened once more. She couldn't have been more relieved.
She bolted from the round thing before following the scent of red liquid and the Red female through the new part of the den she had come to. It didn't take too long to find the Red female although she could still hear a heartbeat even if it was weak. She huffed under her breath in annoyance before trotting over to the asleep Red female. Unfortunately the Red female was on a tall-slab-thing that she couldn't reach from the floor. Reluctantly, she raised her front almost-paws to the edge of the tall-slab-thing so she was in a crouch before jumping off the floor and on top of the tall-slab-thing. Her almost-paws landed either side of the Red female's legs, luckily not waking the Red female from her slumber. This may not be the most honourable way to do things but she knew she had to get rid of this threat as soon as possible. It was a big threat, strong too, and she felt it was unlikely she'd win a fair fight - not as out of shape as she was.
She noticed the holes she had made in the Red female were now closed with what looked like very thin-white-ivy with anger. Someone had tried to heal the threat. She inched forward to be closer to the Red female's head. For a moment she just looked at the Red female's face feeling something that made her want to shed eye-liquid but didn't know why. A sense of being unable to compare did pass through her thought process but the feral batted it away. She was worthy and she'd prove it too by getting rid of this threat. She was not weak! She deserved her mate! She would not loose him again! This time she'd fight. This time she'd kill. This time she'd do everything she should have done to win her mate's heart, body, and faithfulness. Oh yes, she would not let this threat take it away from her again. Not now. Not ever.
Panting heavily, eye-liquid rolling down her cheeks, she let her bone claws slip out from her paws with a feeling of determination as she pressed them against the Red female's throat. A small part of her in the back of her mind was begging not to do it but she ignored it. Why should she? This would solve everything. With no Red female around her mate would see her. He'd have her, he'd make her his mate, and she'd have everything she ever needed. That thought striked something in her memory, a floating thought 'He was everything I never realised I needed', before the determination flared to higher heights. Yes, she was doing this for him, for her, for them, and for their future family. This was right, and so she supressed the part-of-her-whisper voice as she pressed her bone claws harder against the Red female's throat.
It was at that moment the Red female suddenly awoke. Upon seeing her and her bone claws sliding past the skin of the Red female's throat, the Red female let out a piercing scream as one hand flailed for something she was not aware of. However the Red female must have done something because a loud overbearing sound began sounding, and from what she could tell it was sounding throughout the den. This was not good. She had to finish this quickly. If she didn't she'd have to leave again, and who knows if she'd be able to get back in? They could get more males to defend the home territory, and she just couldn't risk that happening.
Unfortunately at just the moment she was about to slam her bone claws through the Red female's throat two pairs of almost-paws grabbed onto her wrists, growling against her back. She was about to fight when a familiar scent hit her nose. Her mate! She suddenly turned her head to look at him, beaming happily. He looked like everything she could have dreamt of if she knew how to do so. She could not remember what he looked like but he looked right. This was her mate and he was touching her again. It wasn't enough though. Why was he upset? She then realised she had not managed to kill the Red female and for some reason her mate had stopped her. Frowning, she turned back to the Red female noticing that the threat was laid very still just staring at her.
She began whimpering and whining as she tried to fight her mate's strength. Maybe this was a test? Maybe he needed her to fight out of his hold and kill the Red female to prove she was worthy of him. He couldn't be protecting the Red female. It did not make sense although she knew he had been brainwashed. Perhaps he felt both, therefore conflicted, and it was her duty to get rid of the brainwashing the Red female had done. Of course! It made so much sense now. He didn't want her to stop but because of the Red female's brainwashing he was forced to protect her. His feelings and mind would be his own as soon as the Red female was dead. Oh, she could see him being so happy with her when it was done already!
With one hard tug she managed to get close enough to be able to kill the Red female despite her mate trying to stop her. She lunged with her bone claws heading straight towards the Red female's throat. Everything would be alright from now on...
Author's Note: So here's the next chapter! Will she kill Jean or won't she? You'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out! Muahahaha. Thankyou so much for all your reviews - I absolutely love reading them.
Sassy1177 - Yes, this will be pretty much Rogue's POV but we will get some insight into Logan's thoughts every now and then, as well as Victor's. I love a kick-ass Rogue too! She has always been this sassy independant woman that fights for what she wants to me, so I really wanted this to show in my writing.
Tagkeeper - Thankyou so much for your review! Jean bugs the hell out of me too. She's so damn stuck up, a complete flirt, and honestly, I don't think she cares who she hurts. Logan deserves far better - not that he realises it unfortunately. Its the only thing I hate about Logan. Why can't he see how shallow and selfish Jean is?
Guest - You make me feel so honoured and flattered! Hopefully this story will continue to be worth your while despite not liking the Rogue/Logan or Jean/Logan pairings. I always believed Logan and Victor should be reunited, hence why it always seems to happen in my X-men stories. I just can't imagine them not being close and resolving their differences. It just doesn't seem right, does it?
Rogan85 - Aww, yay! I'm so glad that I'm doing well writing Rogue as lost in her feral state. I was worried people wouldn't understand some of the terms she uses for things in the human world she doesn't recognise (after all she only remembers things that hold a massive significance to her which is Logan & Jean). Anyway, the confrontation started here but will really get into it in the next chapter so stay tuned! I like Steroline too, but love Bamon more! I think all Mary-sues (ie, Elena & Bella) should really die. As well as Jean because although she's not a Mary-sue I really don't like her. XD Never killed her in a story yet before but hey, first time for everything!
LaenamoradadeROGUE - I did update not too long ago, but here's another chapter! I'm so glad you love it so far 3
Kokoro-Yolin-Chan - You got it spot on! Rogue does not know her own worth, but as this story goes on she will realise it. I'm a Rogan fan too, although Logan's interest in Jean drives me crazy (can you tell?! haha). Also, I do love the fact Logan is feral, and love the stories when people really show this side of him. I mean, he's not a domestic cat playing a lion, he can be just as deadly and fearsome as Sabertooth. He just chooses to be the good guy. Doesn't mean he isn't going to kick ass. So yes, I'm going to try and show this in my writing. Just have to get rid of Jean first...
Qana Luella - Of course I plan to write more! I'll finish all my stories. I couldn't bear to leave any incomplete.