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Fic: "Hero" PG-13 (1/1) [Logan/Rogue]

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  • Nadja Lee
    Hero By Nadja Lee English is not my native language. Please forgive me my mistakes. Disclaimer: “X-men” and all the characters here belong to Marvel, 20
    Message 1 of 1 , Nov 14, 2001
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      Hero
      By Nadja Lee

      English is not my native language. Please forgive me my mistakes.

      Disclaimer: “X-men” and all the characters here belong to Marvel, 20 Century Fox and I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.

      Disclaimer: “Hero” was sung by Enrique Iglesias and belong to him, his record company and anyone else who was a part of its making. I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money of it.

      Only the original idea contained within this work is the property of the author. Please do not copy this story to any website or archive without permission of the author.

      Timeline: Set in the movie universe. During the movie

      Universe: Set in the movie universe; NOT the book which goes with it.

      Romance: Logan/Rogue

      Summary: Logan is nobody’s hero. Why can’t a certain brunette see that?!

      Archiving: Want, ASK, take, have.

      Feedback: Yes, please. My e-mail address is neh@....

      Rating: PG-13

      Sequel/series: First in “Hero” series.

      Dedicated to Enrique Iglesias because of his sad eyes, which seem to say all there is to say about the world.

      Part 1:

      What now? A girl? What the fuck is she doing here?

      Get out. I don’t give a shit where you should go just get away. Don’t. Don’t look at me like that. Don’t look at me like I’m the one thing that stands between you and Hell. God damn it, girl, what shall I do to make you see? I’m nobody’s hero and certainly not yours. I care for just one person; me!

      No, don’t look at me like that. Don’t look so damn sexy and sweet; so innocent and cute. Don’t do this to me.

      Look, lady, I’m not a kind man, I’m not a good man. You don’t want to be with me. Now go.

      *Sigh* Don’t you ever listen?! I’m NOT a Goddamn hero and I don’t wanna be! I like it just fine on my own. Don’t, don’t give me that look. Don’t look at me like I’m your saviour or your dream come true. Don’t look at me like you trust me because you shouldn’t.

      Go away now; go away while you still can; while I’ll still let you. Just leave. Don’t…don’t follow me. Don’t look at me with faith in your eyes. I’m not a man you should have faith in. I’m NOT your hero!

      You just don’t understand! I don’t do anything half; it’s everything or nothing at all. I can’t go halfway; I can’t let go if I first take hold. No, just go away. You’ll just hurt me or I’ll hurt you. Better you leave. I don’t care either way…. I don’t care…

      So sad you look…. so alone…the hunted look in your eyes…. I wonder, are you one like me? Are you also different and alone? Cut off from the world? What am I thinking? Have I lost my mind? I don’t care either way. Go away, lady. Don’t do this to me; don’t do this to my heart now that I’ve just made it as hard and cold as stone. Don’t melt my heart with a teardrop. Don’t do it, God damn it!

      Look, I’m no good with commitments, promises or trust. I’m not a subtle or romantic man. I say things as I see them. I’m not the one you want. I’m NOT your hero!

      Don’t look at me like you wanna save me; don’t look at me like you can save me. Don’t look at me like you care. Just don’t. I can’t be what you want me to be. Not even for you…

      I can walk away from you; just you watch me! Sure I can. I can leave you out in the cold, alone, lost, not knowing what to do or where to go next. I owe you nothing; not a Goddamn thing! I can walk away…. I can walk away.

      Oh, to Hell with it.

      All right kid, you can come with me. But just for a few miles. Nothing fancy. No promises. Nothing, you hear me? Don’t look so happy; don’t smile at me like I just promised you the moon. Just don’t.

      I can set you off in a few miles. Sure I can. You mean nothing to me. Nothing. Are you cold? Hungry you say? I don’t have much but take what you can find. What am I saying?! What am I doing?! Lady, what are you doing to my mind? To my heart?

      Why do you care about me not wearing a seatbelt? Do you care if I live or die? It has been years since last anyone cared for me. Is that a flicker of concern in your eyes? For me?



      Alright, alright. You win. You can stop looking at me like that! I must have lost my mind…or my heart because I’ll say it….

      Okay, I’ll be your damn hero.





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