Abyss of the Fallen Angel (Rogue Cheney x OC Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Rogue's POV:

I woke up gasping in a cold sweat.

Everything was a nightmare. All of it. Again. The same dream was haunting my mind every night for the last four months. It happens so suddenly, I don't even know why. Was my shadow that consuming? I groaned as I tried to remember the details.

I killed him. I left. I found Her.

She was what I couldn't remember. I can see her clearly. But her name was drawing a blank. She had a title. One like "Salamander" or the "Twin Dragons." But this girl had one that I couldn't remember. It tainted my memories and my mind like an itch that becomes even more unbearable as the passing second ticks by.

"Hey Rogue, you alright?" a voice penetrated. I glanced over to my left to see my twin, my partner, friend, and... Family.

His name is Sting Eucliffe. Son of Weisslogia the white dragon. He's arrogant, a show-off, sensitive, and I would go even far as to say he's a party drunk half of the week. But I care for him the same way Skiadrum cared for me. Watching over but never engaging together unless he wanted to. I really care for the damn blonde. Maybe... Too much sometimes.

I gave Sting a smile, something I rarely do unless I was mad serious. I could just smell the shudder Sting felt when I did. He's so cute and amusing in the morning. "Yeah, I'm good," I replied. "Just restless I suppose. It's only...2:46 in the morning. We should sleep some more if we're waking at six o'clock and going to the guide by eight. Master will hand our asses to us if we're not." Sting left the atmosphere with a brief moment of silence before feeling satisfied with my answer.

He shrugged and lay back down. Another five minutes passed and I could hear his snoring.

It hurts that I can't talk to him about it. My problems, my struggles, my concerns. All of this will only affect and I'm not going to let any of my... Friends get involved.

I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. I can't let Sting know I'm not sleeping. So, I laid back down but never went back to sleep. Again.

Serpex's POV:

"Ser-chan! Are you awake?" "Come on! if you don't get up, I get the chocolate chips cookies!

I let out a rather deep groan from my throat as my exceeds, Blu and Bish.

Blu is orange with a white blotch on her chest, right side of her face, and end of her tail. She always had a blue bandana wrapped around her neck and a little gray bow and silver bell tied to her tail. That was at home anyway (wherever that may be). Other times, Blu would wear a little blue dog suit with pink ears and paws, and a tail wrapped in a tie-dye fashion of the two colors. She would give her accessories over to her little teddy bear, Grizzly, while in this state.

She was timid and shy but would not hesitate to state her thoughts when she found it necessary.

Bish on the other hand was a sassy exceed. She wore a tilted cowboy hat that always covered her right eye, and a small but deadly crossbow was always attached to her back and prepared for battle. She has black fur with green stripes like a tiger, yellow eyes that were constantly dilated into slits, and was very aggressive to outsiders. The only exception of unanimous peace was during meal times. Of course, everyone wants peace over food.

I reluctantly pandered out of bed and flashed a smile to the two. I quickly took a shower to ease my mind and body of sleep. Once I was refreshed, I made my way to the kitchen table where Bu and Bish were already digging into the cookies. It may not have been the greatest breakfast choice but none of us cared. We just traveled to the other side of Fiore.

Why?

Because he was there.

I saw him in a magazine that the local girls back home were ogling over and immediately recognized him.