Rogue's Kiss
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X-Men - Animated Series (all) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
5,950
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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First fight
Rogue’s throat seemed to rip itself apart from the force of her cry.
She wasn’t even sure what she was screaming for! Was it because of the sudden rush of strength that surged through her, lighting up her very cells with new energy? That she had just killed and the sudden pain of guilt and loss were driving her slowing insane? Maybe because Evan now seemed to be in her very mind screaming in the same voice? Perhaps even the fact that when she had bitten him with her new teeth she had the most sky-ripping orgasm imaginable? So many things were going on inside of her at once that it seemed that she either scream or die.
The scream slowly tapered off as the most intense part passed. She could still feel inside her head, shrieking in the horror and fear of his last moments. She felt a massive blow to the front of her head that send her reeling back, the newly split blood flying off her lips and chin.
It was as if someone was trying to fight their way right of her head. Her whole body contorted in pain. In terror she looked down to see her skin start to bulge and spikes of bone ripped right out of her skin in jagged stakes. Blood fountained from these protrusions. The piercing pain through her on the floor and new stakes broke under her weight. She screamed again when she felt them start to erupt from her face.
It was like Evan was trying to kill her from the inside out.
If she didn’t stop him he would probably succeed. There was a small part of her that wondered if maybe it wasn’t right to just let him. She could feel his anger at having died. And the sorrow. She had never had so much of a person insider her head before. It was like she had his soul.
Instinct and hours of practice with the Professor took over then. She pictured his presence in her mind; it was like a dark storm cloud when the image came, throwing lightning bolts at her. When one struck, a new fragment of calcium ripped from her skin, spraying more of her blood (his blood? She thought dimly) into the air. She saw herself making a giant box around the cloud, trying to contain it. This was much harder then the other times she had quieted the voices in her head. Those never fought her.
Evan did with everything he was. Rogue dimly thought that he must get this from his aunt as this furious storm cloud tried to strike her down. She made the box though and imprisoned Evan inside. The shrieks of anger being shut off.
When Rogue opened her eyes the shards of bone were sinking back into her body, the wounds closing seamlessly behind them.
She slowly got to her knees. She tested herself and found that she wasn’t tired at all after the hardest fight she had ever had. Her clothes were ripped and shredded from the assault of Spykes power. She wondered if she still had it?
She raised her hand in front of her face willed. All powers worked just by will.
Five shards of bone came up, each from a fingertip. She willed them back and they vanished. She looked herself over for damage, knowing she was only delaying the time she would have to look at Evan.
Eventually she did and choked back a sob.
His skin, once a smooth brown was now ashen and gray. Twin dark holes stood out against the gray of his neck. A sudden flash of herself drinking greedily from those holes made her insides knot up. He was very dead and inside her mind now and she had his powers.
She could touch but it caused her to drink a person’s blood and steal their soul.
“well that’s not too high a price to pay, no is it?” she said with a little forced smile.
That’s when she leaned over and threw up.
She started to sob even before the red puke finished its flow from her stomach. She leaned over the mess and let her tears flow down her face into the mess. She then crawled to the furthest and darkest corner of the room, curled up into a ball and cried until she fell asleep.
She wasn’t even sure what she was screaming for! Was it because of the sudden rush of strength that surged through her, lighting up her very cells with new energy? That she had just killed and the sudden pain of guilt and loss were driving her slowing insane? Maybe because Evan now seemed to be in her very mind screaming in the same voice? Perhaps even the fact that when she had bitten him with her new teeth she had the most sky-ripping orgasm imaginable? So many things were going on inside of her at once that it seemed that she either scream or die.
The scream slowly tapered off as the most intense part passed. She could still feel inside her head, shrieking in the horror and fear of his last moments. She felt a massive blow to the front of her head that send her reeling back, the newly split blood flying off her lips and chin.
It was as if someone was trying to fight their way right of her head. Her whole body contorted in pain. In terror she looked down to see her skin start to bulge and spikes of bone ripped right out of her skin in jagged stakes. Blood fountained from these protrusions. The piercing pain through her on the floor and new stakes broke under her weight. She screamed again when she felt them start to erupt from her face.
It was like Evan was trying to kill her from the inside out.
If she didn’t stop him he would probably succeed. There was a small part of her that wondered if maybe it wasn’t right to just let him. She could feel his anger at having died. And the sorrow. She had never had so much of a person insider her head before. It was like she had his soul.
Instinct and hours of practice with the Professor took over then. She pictured his presence in her mind; it was like a dark storm cloud when the image came, throwing lightning bolts at her. When one struck, a new fragment of calcium ripped from her skin, spraying more of her blood (his blood? She thought dimly) into the air. She saw herself making a giant box around the cloud, trying to contain it. This was much harder then the other times she had quieted the voices in her head. Those never fought her.
Evan did with everything he was. Rogue dimly thought that he must get this from his aunt as this furious storm cloud tried to strike her down. She made the box though and imprisoned Evan inside. The shrieks of anger being shut off.
When Rogue opened her eyes the shards of bone were sinking back into her body, the wounds closing seamlessly behind them.
She slowly got to her knees. She tested herself and found that she wasn’t tired at all after the hardest fight she had ever had. Her clothes were ripped and shredded from the assault of Spykes power. She wondered if she still had it?
She raised her hand in front of her face willed. All powers worked just by will.
Five shards of bone came up, each from a fingertip. She willed them back and they vanished. She looked herself over for damage, knowing she was only delaying the time she would have to look at Evan.
Eventually she did and choked back a sob.
His skin, once a smooth brown was now ashen and gray. Twin dark holes stood out against the gray of his neck. A sudden flash of herself drinking greedily from those holes made her insides knot up. He was very dead and inside her mind now and she had his powers.
She could touch but it caused her to drink a person’s blood and steal their soul.
“well that’s not too high a price to pay, no is it?” she said with a little forced smile.
That’s when she leaned over and threw up.
She started to sob even before the red puke finished its flow from her stomach. She leaned over the mess and let her tears flow down her face into the mess. She then crawled to the furthest and darkest corner of the room, curled up into a ball and cried until she fell asleep.