Imagine there is no heaven.

No hell below us

Above us only Sky.

Perfect Circle – Imagine

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A 21-year-old Anna Darkholme most commonly known as Rogue shifted slightly as she awoke from her forced slumber.

Her eyes hazy and unfocused she was unable to recognize her surroundings. Blinking as if it would bring back her sight, but to her dismay it only made it worse, the headache that was currently tugging at her temple that is.

The last thing she remembered she was being pulled into a alleyway and a cloth been held to her face thus knocking her out. Her last thought, why does this always have to happen to me?

Her head finally cleared and her vision seemed like it was half way ready to return to her, in her confused state she had seized to notice the ties around her legs and feet, loose, but secure.

Trying not to panic she looked around at her prison, then it was she realized where she was, on a bed, obviously in an apartment or hotel of some sort. Flash, as it was she could not see any windows. The small place was dark, and taking a double take around the room she realized whoever had brought her here was no where to be seen.

Shifting she tried to free herself of the bonds, wriggling around with no success, until she heard a chuckle from behind her. Pausing her breath caught in her lungs, a male chuckle.

Closing her eyes to clear them one final time before looking at her kidnapper.

And that's when she saw them, the eyes, the most original in the world, oh yes she easily recognized them.

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"Y' woken Remy sees Chere."

"You! Let meh go!" she cried out once again thrashing to get free.

"Chere, calm down, y' will hurt y'self!" He tried to calm her down.

"Why have yah got meh here?" She tried, she hadn't seen him in months and then he's back and taking her from her home, her safety.

"Remy said e' woul' be back f' y' Chere." He smiled caringly.

"Swamp Rat, what happened was ah once off, let me go."

"Non Chere y' Remys, y' always av' been." He said softly walking over to her caressing her pale smooth cheek with his hardened hands.

"Ah'm not yah'res and ah nevah will be!" she tried to get away from his intimate and luring touch.

Ignoring her last statement he sat on the bed beside her, arm around her shoulders in a loving way.

"Besides, Remy tinks he got dere just in time." He pulled her to look at him.

She looked away from the eyes that always were able to capture her, her soul, and her heart.

"Why were y' gonna do dat Chere?" He asked moving his hand across her flat stomach teasing her feelings.

"Do whah?" She asked half scared half sad.

"Y' know what Rogue." He commented coolly.

Once again she averted her eyes to the bedspread.

"It wasn' meant tah happen, it was a once off lahke ah said, ah could touch yah, we got carried away. It doesn't mean anything." She tried to say with as much confidence as she could, but the tremors in her voice showed other emotion.

Scared.

Remy looked at her angry.

"It means something! It means, y' me and de lil one y' were gonna exterminate, Remy ain' letting y' go now, y' his." He growled before noticing her shaking.

"Now Chere, its okay, calm down,." He tried rubbing her back softly as he saw tears lighting up her beautiful green eyes, to him, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, in both her body and soul.

And now, she was his.

He sat with her in his arms until sleep took over her silently kissing her on her ruby red lips before joining her.

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Review! Other chapters will be longer, but I just had to set the scene.