X-men Days Rogue Cut Novels & Stories

Every other Alpha had been left with no choice but to torture me in order to obtain the information they wanted, but that usually took them at least a month to get anything from me which they could actually use. I had a pretty high pain threshold and could easily go for weeks before anything actually effected my body. I just gave them what they wanted after a month in return they gave me what I needed, which was their full support when the time came. "Why are you rogue?" Jayson asked me. "My pack were slaughtered when I was eighteen. I was happy, just living my life with my family, but that was all taken away from me in one night..." I paused as I brought my head up so that I was looking at

I hit the pedal and got home 45 minutes later. As I walked into the pack house there was chaos everywhere. Injured wolves were being treated in the living room and kitchen. I picked up the pace and ran to my dads office where I knew he was. “Dad what is going on? What the hell happened?” He looked up at me from his desk, “YOU PICKED THE WRONG WEEKEND TO JUST UP AND DISAPPEAR FOR TWO DAYS!” I took a step back, “dad I am so sorry please tell me what is going on?” He put his hands on his head and tried to collect his thoughts. “I am sorry for yelling at you, but I thought I had lost you like your brother and when no one could reach you all weekend.” He stopped talking and looked up at me. “Dad,

Rogan appeared from the side and pounced on the rogue closest to Nina. “GET YOUR DISGUSTING BEINGS AWAY FROM WHAT IS MINE!!!” Rogan screamed as he attacked the first rogue. All he had to do was send a powerful slash at the rogue with his claws and it flew back a few meters and a terrible gash had appeared on its stomach. It cried out in pain.

Marcus roars as he charges the rogue that stood there smirking at him, happy when he saw Marcus's reaction to the wolf he just killed. Marcus charges the rogue, shifting back, and sliding to a stop in front of the rogue. Marcus's partially shifted hand thrusts forward with his claws extended and pierces his hand through the rogue's chest. His hand wraps around the rogue's heart before yanking his hand back and ripping the rogue's heart out. The rogue's eyes widen, horrified before his body falls limp to the ground. .... Xander finds Leo struggling near the Western border, south of the river entrance. Xander quickly makes his way over, plowing into the three rogues that had him pinned.

He looked at Aaron and mumbled, ‘A-Are you the Lycan Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack? Aaron remained silent, his steps deliberate as he approached, towering over the last remaining rogue. “No! Please spare me! I swear I had nothing to do with that woman! I’ll run as far away as possible!” the rogue pleaded desperately. Ignoring the pleas, Aaron raised his powerful paws, swiftly ending the rogue’s life by slashing his head with his razor-sharp claws. A heavy thud echoed through the air as the lifeless bodies of the rogues lay motionless on the ground, their threat extinguished.

asked Rogue coldly , signing on the document related to fining a corrupt noble of the ministry of finance " It's not like I'm gonna die ?" " alright , I get it " said Remus with a heavy sigh as he watched the dramatic performance of his childhood friend , Rogue was really going 'Chel- ungry ' , the deprivation because of not being together with Chelsea for a month was really catching up to him . Remus was afraid that if he pushed Rogue anymore , the poor guy might end up choking him . " You can take a day off " consented Remus feeling a bit resentful , aiye , only if he too had a lady love .

She counter, patting my shoulder affectionately. I should have known though, the Rogue I met two days ago at Lucas' graveyard wasn't well. He looked like a shadow of his old self. His face looked pale and tired, and his eyes were weak and worn like one who hasn't been having enough sleep. Rogue normally spoke with grace and authority, but the man I've known in the last few months lost that grace and that authority. If I had taken a moment to be silent, to take note maybe I would have realised that he was hurting just like I was and maybe even more.

I said trying to make it sound fun and playful. “You youngins these days. Back when I was a young one, yes everything you said was true. But in today’s world being a Rogue isn’t what it used to be. But we do have a few Alphas that come through here. But I will give you space to work and give you safety. But I don’t want whatever drama that is going on in your personal life to affect my business. You hear me?” He said sternly.

For two years, everyone believed I was dead. And maybe, in a way, I was. I disappeared after making one of the most foolish and reckless mistakes of my life. I trusted the wrong man. Jacob Draven. Our uncle. The Rogue King. He was ruthless enough to experiment on Rogues, twisting their bodies and minds until they became ferals—mindless creatures that knew nothing but bloodshed and destruction. And for a while, I unknowingly helped him. By the time I discovered the truth, it was already too late. Kael and Lyra eventually found Jacob, brought his reign of terror to an end, and killed him.

Rogue 1 gasped, shellshocked as he watched his ally die by this unknown werewolf’s claws. “Hey! Who the hell do you think you are?!” Rogue 2 demanded, shifting into his own wolf form. The large wolf suddenly shifted into human form and grabbed Rogue 2 by the mouth, clamping it shut, before grabbing his neck with his free hand and roughly slammed the rogue into the ground headfirst, killing him off as well.