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Disclaimer: Me no own X-Men the Movie. Me own plot. K?
This takes place after the 3rd movie.
This is a one-shot and I may make a sequel.
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Who am I? I am a pyromaniac. I am Pyro or St. John Allderyce. But I’m no saint. Not even close. I was sent to live at Xavier’s School for the gifted when I was 15 by my mutant hating parents. When my powers surfaced, we were sitting at dinner and I was able to control the candle on the table’s flame. My parents saw and it was off to Xavier’s with me. But Xavier’s was no place for me. That’s why I joined Magneto’s Brotherhood of Mutants. But with him without his powers, I was forced to come back to the only place where I was welcomed, the school. Well, I’m not really welcome here but it’s the only safe place for mutants. And now, my ex-best friends Bobby and…and, Rogue. Ah, Rogue. So beautiful, but untouchable. Well, not any more. That loser of a boyfriend of hers, Bobby, the same one who used to be my friend, was putting so much pressure on her because of her powers. He tried to kiss her every day saying “I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid.” Then when Kitty came along, psh, he was always looking at her. I even saw him kiss her. But Rogue doesn’t know that. She was so afraid he would leave her, so she got the ‘cure’. Her powers were taken away. Now she can touch, and she is still with Bobby. He doesn’t deserve her. Not at all. I remember when I first met Rogue. I was stunned. She was so beautiful, but so shy. Always afraid of her powers. I made that little flame ball in front of her during class (A/N: 1st movie), and Bobby had to show off and ice it. It cracked and boy was I in trouble. She was impressed by Bobby, but could care less about me. But then we became friends. Heck, best friends. We would always hang out. But Bobby would always be there. He eventually became her boyfriend and I was left in the dust. They never wanted to hang out with me any more. And when I joined Magneto, it didn’t help. Now, every time I to talk to her, Bobby jumps in before I can even say a word and walks off with her. So to me, she’s still un-touchable. But now I’m back, and I’m going to win her heart. The beautiful one. The un-touchable one. The Rogue.
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There she is. Just look at her. Sitting on that bench reading. That dick-face of a boyfriend of hers doesn’t deserve her. Not one bit. After the way he treats her, she still comes back to him. Ugh, it makes me sick. Well he’s not around so this is my chance to talk to her.
“Rogue!”
“Oh, uh, hi John.” She puts her book down very nervously. I sit down next to her.
“Rogue I…”
“Rogue! There you are!” Ugh, its Bobby. “C’mon.” He pulls her arm.
“Bobby, Ah don’t need ta go any where. John was ‘bout ta talk ta meh. Now please l’ave.” Ha, go Rogue. He snarls as he goes off. When he is out of ear shot Rogue speaks.
“Sorry ‘but that John. He’s so overprotact’ave! It makes meh so…” But before she can finish her sentence, my lips crash down on her’s. Expecting her to pull away she deepens the kiss instead. After what feels like hours, she pulls away and looks at me.
Slap! Ouch. That really hurt! “Finally!” She starts to kiss my neck.
“Rogue, mm, you, uhh, have a boyfriend, gah.” I say between her kisses.
“Ah was gonna dump him once yah came for meh.” Her face turned pale. “T’at didn’t sound raght.”
“It didn’t.” I kiss her again. “But Oye get y’ point. Oops, me accent is startin’ to show. Only happens when Oye’m happy.” I run my finger’s through her hair.
“Well, glad yah are happy.”
Good thing this bench is secluded.
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I swear it had to be more then an hour we were on that bench. But we were interrupted when it started to rain. So we ran inside. We were able to hide every trace of the session, though Wolverine probably knew, before we encountered anyone. Just to remind you, The Prof is dead as is Jean and Scott, and now Storm is the head of the school. We sat down in the TV room. The same place Piotr made fun of Rogue and Bobby under a year ago. (A/N: 2nd movie. Colossus draws a cartoonish photo of them kissing and on it Bobby is being drained.) We sat down on the couch.
“What do you want to wa…” I’m interrupted by Bobby, damn.
“Rogue there you are. I’ve been looking for you.” She didn’t take her eyes off of the TV, even though it was off.
“Kitty’s been lookin’ fa’ yah.”
“Rogue I…”
“Don’t give meh t’at crap Bobb’ay. Ah’ve had it wit’ yah. We are though.” See looked at him. “Now leave.” He didn’t move.
“You heard her. Go!” I say forcefully. He scrambles off. Finally.
“Pyro, Ah don’t believe weh finished our lidle (little) session now did weh?”
“No. I don’t think so.”
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So there you go. I lived happily ever after with my dear Roguey. Until…
“Rogue there you are! Why weren’t you at classes today?” I notice she is wearing gloves. And crying.
“John, my powers.” Oh no. “They’re back.”
I fall next to her on her bed. “How do you know?”
“Storm called meh ta her office. She wanted meh ta meet this new student, Carol Danvers. Her hero name is..was, Miss Marvel.” She starts to sob. “John, Ah shook her bare hand and Ah felt that pull Ah have always feared. She had super strength and was in so much shock, that she wouldn’t let go. When she finally let go, she dropped down, into a coma. Hank checked her out and now she’s in the med lab. He checked me and said, ‘I knew this would happen. Jimmie’s powers don’t last long. It must of faded on you, as it will do to others.’ Her powers are with meh permentally. Ah can fly and Ah have super strength. John, Ah’m so sorry, Ah-ah,”
“Hush. I’m not planning on leaving you any time soon. We’ll gain control of your powers, eventually. I’ll be with you every step of the way.” I hug her. Wait, oh no. What about Magneto?
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A year later, Rogue’s point of view.
“Hello John.” I look at grave in the ground. “It’s our anniversar’ay yah know. ‘Course yah know. Yah never forgot it. How’ve yah been? How’s the dirt t’at yah are surrounded in? Well, yah ain’t really surrounded in t’at dirt. Got t’at coffin an’ all. So… Jus’ wan’ed ta come give yah a lidle visit. New yah wouldn’ mind. Mus’ get lonely here, in the garden. Though yah got ta Professor, Scott an’ Jean ta keep yah company, Ah know they ain’t the bes’ people ta be stuck with. But the real reason Ah came down here is one, ta wish us a happy aniversar’ay an’ ta say it was a brave thing yah did. Throwin’ yah life infron’ of Magneto ta protect meh. Yah know, when he came an’ attacked the mansion. When we finally thought he was dead, he came back an’ threw t’at metal at meh. He gained his powas pack jus’ like meh. Though Ah gained a couple extra talents. The medal hit yah instead of meh an’ it put yah in a coma. Yah neva’ woke up. Neva’. Yah left meh ta work on mah powa’s by mahself. Well, Ah’ve failed to.” I sit down on the ground in front of the grave. “Did yah Notice mah accent got thicka’? When yah died, Ah went back home. Yah know, ta the Mississippi. Nice place. Ah couldn’t go ta mah old house, not afta’ Ah ran away, but were Ah stayed ain’t important. Ah came back ta the mansion, an’ we had some new recruits. One o’ dem is a guy named Remy Lebau or Gambit. But Ah call ‘im Swamp Rat. From New Orleans. Nice guy an’ all but a total playa. Though, his charms don’ work on meh. Its strange. It works on everyone else, but not meh. Must ‘ave somtin’ ta do with mah powa’s. Ah ain’t to sure. He always has his eyes on meh, but whateva’, yah don’ want ta hear this. Yah know, yah might a' survived’ ad coma, if yah didn’ have they Legacy Virus. Why didn’ yah tell anyone? Well, mab’ay yah didn’ know ‘bout it. Ah-ah don’ know.” I stand up. “Ah should go. Well, St. John Allderyce, Ah’m sorry yah had ta die. Ah’m sorry yah gave yah life for meh. Ah’m sorry t’at yah had the Legacy Virus. Ah’m sorry t’at yah can’t help meh wit’ mah powa’s. An’ Ah’m sorry yah can’ be here wit meh.” With that I walk back into the mansion.
Guess not all stories have a happy endin’.
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Whoa! That took me like two days to write. Sorry about the ending. I just couldn’t make a happy one. I don’t know why. But I thought the ending was still pretty good.
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Until next time,
CaNdY!!