"My dear Nikko, how much I've longed to see your pretty face. The week I've been gone, it has caused me to miss you darling." Nikko opened her eyes, and saw a man. "Who are you?" Nikko spoke, trembling slightly. "I am Rogue Cheney of course, your husband."
The man who said he was Rogue had much longer hair that was tied in a ponytail. His hair was two different colors, black and a grey color on the left. But the difference with his facial features were that his right eye was now missing, and was replaced with a long scar that extended over the bridge of his nose, and a curved tattoo around his left eye.
"Husband? I don't remember marrying you..." Nikko trailed off. "Of course you don't, because right now you are only a mere 17 year old girl who is naïve. The present you, who is 24, is much more mature.." Future Rogue spoke, he walked over to Nikko's side, and she realized that she was laying on the ground. The scene around them was white, with nothing else. Just white walls, and white ground that extended on forever.
"Get away from me..." Nikko mumbled, not being able to yell for some reason. Future Rogue smirked, and went on one knee to stroke Nikko's cheek. She felt disgusted. She hated it. "My dear, don't cringe away from me..." Future Rogue stated, moving his hand down to her chin, then the side of her body. "Stop." Nikko croaked.
"I don't take orders. You out of all the people should know that." Future Rogue said, looking at the girl in fury. She flinched away from him, and his eyes showed even more anger.
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"Your life has a meaning. You were meant to live on. Please stay strong." He coughed out blood. Nikko closed her eyes, and tried to looked at the guy. His face was blurred out, but his voice. It sounded awfully familiar. "Sting! Sting! Please! Don't leave me... You're my last hope!" Nikko heard her voice say. The image was now crystal clear. She was floating in the air, in a fancy room. She saw an older looking Sting with a longer face, and longer hair. His shoulders were even more broad, and she also saw a lady.The lady had long brown wavy hair that touched the ground when she was sitting down with the Sting look a like resting on her lap. She was wearing a white dress with gold sandals and with a flower clip on the right side of her bangs, clipping them. She was captivating. She was beautiful. "Baby, don't cry. I'd... Rather give up my own life and let you be with another man, then for you to leave my side..." Sting spoke.
"What about me?! How do you think I will feel?! Why do you always make choices on your own! Why do I have to pay for them?!" The lady cried, hugging Sting with her life. Nikko sensed something familiar about this scene. She was to step closer to look at the lady's face, but she couldn't. She was frozen in place.
"Nikko, I love you and I always will. You have been a great wife to me, and a great mother in a short amount of time. I'm glad I met you and I'm glad you changed me to the person I am right now." Sting spoke to the lady, his bloody hand on her cheek. "Nikko, please don't cry. Seeing you cry is even more painful than this..."
"Sting! You promised me! You promised you wouldn't leave me..." The lady cried, her thick tears wetting Sting's shirt. "I know, I'm sorry. I broke another promise. But Nikko, I love you, always remember tha..." Sting closed his eyes, and the lady wailed louder. Why was he calling her Nikko?
Nikko closed her eyes, and opened them. She gasped at the sight she saw. Herself... Holding a dead Sting... The lady in the white dress, was herself! Is this what the Future Nikko had told her?! That Sting sacrificed himself just to let her live on?!
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"Open your eyes. You will now face reality." Nikko looked, and saw the Future Rogue staring at her evilly. Shivers ran down her body, and she shut her eyes unwillingly. When she woke up, she heard screams and cries of people. She looked around, and saw herself propped against a crumbled wall. She looked around, and gasped.

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Sunlight [Sting Eucliffe]
Romance"Once upon a time, there was a girl. She had always carried the sun in her hands. When my days were dark and lonely, she was the light. She was my sunshine... No, she was my sun, my moon, and all my stars."