Hey Everybody! I was in the middle of
writing a chapter for the Gambit story I'm writing (You'll
probably be seeing it here sometime soon) when I got the sudden
urge to write this. I guess my brain just wanted a break from
all the angst. :0) Anyway, I figured I'd beter satisfy my
muse before it decided to protest and be uncooperative. This
was the result...
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Rating: G, it doesn't even deal with depressing topics!
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Chasing the Rainbow
There was a rainbow in the sky.
She’d first noticed it when emerging from the mansion for
her morning jog, and had been captivated by it from first
sight. Beautiful. Her body had almost seemed beyond her control
as she rose gently off the ground and flew off toward it.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet. She searched
for each color, delighted as she even managed to pick out
the indigo from among the blue and violet. So rich, so clean,
so pure. She stared at it in awe, relishing in the pure beauty
of this phenomena, so delicate and perfect that only a higher
power could have had the ability to paint such glory across
The wind swept over her, sliding smooth fingers through her
long hair and over her body as she flew upward toward the
colorful creation that hung high above. It swept over her
and through her, and as she rose in the air she felt concerns
and worries slip away. Baggage being thrown overboard so that
she might become light enough to fly a bit higher.
Did it manner that she couldn’t touch another human being?
Did it manner that she had made so many mistakes in her life,
caused so much pain and even ... death? No. It didn’t. All
that was irrelevant here. Nothing mattered but chasing the
And she felt free. Free despite the bonds of her mutant power
that usually held her so tightly within herself. You couldn’t
absorb the life out of the sky, could you? A rainbow couldn’t
be destroyed by your touch. It was too magnificent for her
feeble power to sap dry. Its life was too great for her to
The mansion was a distant, brown dot in the middle of a larger
green spot now. Nothing more than a dab of color amongst a
world of colors. Everybody she loved was somewhere down there
in that ambiguous shape among the green. Everybody who meant
anything to her.
And yet she did not feel alone. How could she with a dozen
different personalities flitting around inside of her? And
for once they were content to sit back and enjoy the ride
instead of plaguing her with guilt and fear. For once she
felt at peace, her world seeming so small in the grand scheme
of things that the normal problems that plagued her seemed
She was free. And she was happy. There was a contentment
that spread through her with the heat of the sun, which peeked
curiously from behind the clouds. It filled her and she found
herself twirling in the air as she rose. And she believed
that anything was possible. Not just thought that the impossible
could occur, but believed it would. The doubt that had clouded
her mind since that first kiss with Cody faded away and she
felt that if she wanted to she could touch any human being.
It was all possible. Oh yes, she was free.
And Rogue smiled.
Memories that were not her own filled her mind, memories
from a myriad of lives she’d stolen. Memories she no longer
wanted or needed. So she let them go, let them drop away from
her and drift down like a trail of feathers in wind of her
flight. Why keep them and punish herself for the mistakes
she’d made? They served no purpose but to increase the doubt.
Doubt that she was free from up here.
And now, Rogue was truly alone, having released the personalities
within to fall far, far away. And she took joy in her solitude.
Took joy in the intimate relationship she alone shared with
this rainbow in the sky. Her own thoughts, free from the ties
of a thousand fears and pains churned within her. Her own
thoughts without the hindrance of others weighing them down.
She felt intensely satisfied in the company of only herself.
She wasn’t mutant, nor hero, nor former terrorist. She wasn’t
friend, nor daughter, nor lover. She wasn’t even human. She
just was, existing in a world without pain and suffering.
The rainbow really wasn’t much closer now, despite the fact
that the ground was so far away. But she wasn’t disheartened
the slightest bit. She might never reach the rainbow, but
it didn’t matter.
It was the journey that counted.
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