Thanks SouthernLoner, Rogue181, lee and Maxi-lou for the reviews for the last chapter.
I also want to thank kayleespade, SaKuRa-Mina, lovestoread, lee, ComicChick396, SouthernLoner and Rogue181 for reviewing the first chapter.
I hope you all like this chapter and if you don't get the first part it's a memory of Rogue's.
I don't own X-Men.
So much…pain…it just keeps growing…and…growing. Happiness…no sorrow…no, no anger….NO!! Happiness….NO, no its sorrow….ANGER!!! HAPPINESS!!! SORROW!!! She twists and turns as trying to rip the shackles off. But all she does is cut her wrist even deeper, but her physical pain is nothing to her emotional pain.
"She can't handle all the different emotions, they're too much. She'll die." A female voice screams
"She wanted control, right? Well that's what I'm giving her, if she dies than oh well she's of no importance to me." The man, Essex, laughs uncaringly.
"But what about you're plan?" The woman asks as she tries to calm down.
"I don't need her, especially when I can get a better…subject." Essex laughs a bit
"You don't mean that man with the weird eyes, do you?" But before Rogue can hear Essex answer, she blacks out completely.
Rogue jumps up from her sleep and looks around the room, not fully remembering where she is. But then she sees the man sleeping next to her and she sighs in annoyance.
"Gawd, this is the fourth time since I escaped Essex's clutches that Ah've woken up next to a naked guy." Not feeling like waiting for the guy to wake up Rogue quickly throws on her cloths and climbs down the fire escape.
Once on the ground Rogue looks to see where she is and her mind is still coming up with a blank. She starts walking in what she thinks is north, but stops short when she sees a black motorcycle on the other side of the street. Rogue picks the lock and speeds away from the bar, before its owner finds out its missing.
Inside the bar the man known as Wolverine, is sitting at the bar drinking some kind of dark brown liquid. His mind is somewhere else; as he doesn't notice two men come up behind him with chains and a knife.
"Your kind ain't welcomed here mutie." Wolverine rolls his eyes as he continues to drink his beer.
"I'm not in the mood boys." The guys just laugh as they ignore the mutant's statement.
"And your point is?" Just as they were about to attack Wolverine he turns to they and protracts his claws, right at their necks.
"I'll kill you before you can even blink, you get that?" The men nod their heads frantically and Wolverine retracts his claws as he watches the men run out of the place. Wolverine sits back down and starts to drink again.
Rogue pulls up to a building and reads the sign on it. 'Bayville High School' she raises an eye brow as she tries and figures where Bayville is, but in the end she shakes her head and continues on her ride.
About half an hour after the 'fight' with the mutant haters, Wolverine stumbles out of the bar and to his motorcycle. But right as he's about to put the key in he realizes his bike is nowhere to be seen. In anger Wolverine unleashes his claws and destroys everyone else's bikes. Some men come out because they hear Wolverine destroying their bikes, so they start fighting him but they just get thrown to the wall and on top of cars.
Once Wolverine calms down he grabs the last and only bike not destroyed, he heads home not noticing the familiar smell in the air heading towards the institute. When Wolverine finally makes it home he pushes the bike to the ground and starts to head in, but he stops and sniffs a bit. Turning his head to the small bunch of trees around the mansion he sniffs again and glares toward them, but just as he's about to check out the smell he's pulled into the mansion.
"Homme, where have y' been?" Wolverine growls at his tall Cajun friend, but Remy takes no notice as he continues. "Ororo has been lookin' for y' and she doesn't look pleased." Wolverine gulps and gets ready to turn and leave when a female voice calls him to stop.
"Where do you think you're going Logan?" Logan turns to the beautiful African woman with ivory hair and angry blue eyes. Logan shrugs his shoulders and looks innocent. "I thought you were going to punish Evan for tricking Kitty and Jean to go outside when he knew no one was supposed to leave the mansion?" Logan sighs as he nods his head and follows Ororo, leaving a laughing Gambit.Rogue drives a bit before she comes to a big white mansion behind a big iron gate; the sigh says 'Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters'. Rogue thinks about what they mean by 'gifted' and so she decides to check out the place. She gets off the stolen bike and jumps over the fence."Nice place, but who lives here?" Rogue walks up the walk way and opens her empathy to those inside. Someone's angry, very angry and another's sad, almost depressed. Then there are a lot of people who are asleep, but one, one's still awake but she can't seem to get an emotion from him or her. But just as she's going to try harder to read the person she hears a motorcycle engine heading towards her. Rogue quickly jumps up and onto a high tree branch, within seconds a buff man on a bike rides up to the mansion. He throws the bike down like he's mad about something, but right before he goes in he stops.
Rogue freezes as the guy starts to sniff and looks right at her, and just as she's about to run the door to the mansion opens and another man appears, he pulls the shorter man in and shuts the door. Being the curious type, Rogue decides to see what's going on and so she sneaks up to the window.
As she peaks in, Rogue sees the two men talking and then a woman appears, quite pretty in her opinion. Rogue sticks around a little longer, especially when she takes a better look at the man in the trench coat. Very sexy, though something seems a little off about him. He looks a little too perfect; long auburn tousles, nice muscles and abs and not to mention a gorgeous face. But his eyes, his brown eyes don't suit him, not at all. Finding nothing else to do, Rogue decides to leave, but promising to return at another time for a better investigation.
Rogue rides to a motel, needing a place to crash for a good six hours or at least until the sun comes up, which ever comes first. The only motel in the little town is old and dirty, but what else can Rogue do? Sleep on the ground? That's not even an opinion, never is even when she doesn't have any money. Though all she has to do is sing and any and everyone will do whatever she says, they always do.
After she finishes her song to the middle age old man, Rogue makes her way to her room. But even though everyone is asleep her head is hurting from all the noise. Her conscious now days is always awake, telling her she's a monster for what she's done and how she sold her soul to the devil. Rogue doesn't dare defend herself, she knows what she's done and she can't change the past, no matter how much she wants too.
There's too much blood stained on her hands to ever become what she once was before these god awful powers. Rogue, the angel of death, killed innocent mutants who did nothing but live under ground. Yes, she may have left…no run away from Essex but that still does not change the choice she made after he gave her, her orders.
Sorry that its soo short, but I'm still working on the next chapter and its six full pages in a note book so far. So from being short, how was it? Review and I can make it better.