By FyrDrakken <FyrDrakken@...
Rating: R/NC17, for language, eventual smut, and nasty adult situations.
**WARNING**: This fic portrays an abusive relationship. Sensitive or
easily offended readers be advised.
Archive: Earlier parts of this story may be found on my fic archive site
at www.wolverineandrogue.com/fyrdrakken/ also to the WR Fanfic Archive
and X-Men Movie Fanfic Archive when completed. Others just ask first and
permission will no doubt be given!
Classification: Angst, eventual smut. Logan/Marie, Marie/Remy,
Logan/female in no particular order.
Series: Unrelated to anything else Ive written or plan to write, and
once you get a few scenes into this youll be glad...
Disclaimer: Lots of corporations like Fox and Marvel, and people like
Bryan Singer and Hugh Jackman and Anna Paquin, hold more rights in the
characters and settings I'm playing with than I do. But I'm even more
broke than Marvel, so I'm not worth the time and trouble of suing... The
only "profit" I'm getting out of this is getting the demons out of my
head without resorting to my family's traditional substance abuse, serial
marriages and/or self-mutilation...
Feedback: Questions, comments and snide remarks directed to
> will receive guaranteed responses. Messages sent to
a list may go unnoticed indefinitely, me being on so many now that I've
had to go "no mail" on most of them. ;-) As an Elitist Fic Bitch in good
standing, I welcome constructive criticism if there's a problem in
something I've written I *really* want to know about it so I can fix it!
Thanks: To all those whose feedback on my three prior stories (and
repeated requests and demands for sequels!) have given the incentive to
continue to lose sleep slaving over an overheating laptop! And again to
jenn for her betaing and AIM encouragement...
Soundtrack and quotations: To those who might be interested in such
things, I wrote part of the opening pages of this story while listening
to angry Swedish chicks (Drain S.T.H. _Horror Wrestling_), part while
listening to the best of Enya (_Paint the Sky With Stars_), and part
while listening to Danzig. Betcha cant tell where I switched CDs... ;-D
(I think I have proven to my own satisfaction that the music Im hearing
while writing doesnt do that much to affect the mood of the fic thus
produced.) With that being said, my quotes and lyrics collection was
still stuck on the hard drive of my defunct laptop for the beginning of
this story, so my early choices of mood-setting quotes were mostly
limited to two albums. Tools _Lateralus_ is beautifully layered with
haunting lyrics sung through clenched teeth, and Linkin Parks _Hybrid
Theory_ is anger and pain yowled into the radio waves. They fit the story
lyrically, but dont feel compelled to listen to either or both albums to
provide an actual "soundtrack" to this story. (Unless, of course, youre
a nu-metal fan...)
[ ] = Thoughts
* * = Emphasis
/ / = Rogue reliving a bit of borrowed memory
* * *
She Whose Quotations Are Both Exotic and Appropriate
Keeper of his Deadly Startle Reflexes, Guardian and Examiner of the
Adamantium-Revealing X-Rays, and Official Listener for the Occasional
"You see, my real dad is an angel. One of the really _important_ ones.
But I don't care. I really don't. Because I'm on the _devil's_ side.
Because he keeps promises. And he has the most _amazing_ eyes."
-- Elaine, LUCIFER #15, by Mike Carey
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