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Disclaimer: Nathaniel "Mr
Sinister" Essex and Rogue are the property of Marvel
Comics. The song is "Thursday's Child" by David
Bowie. The song and the characters are being used without
the permission of the owners. No money is being made from
this story. Kes Darkholme is the property of Rhona Highet.
(All of my life I've tried so
hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same)
Nathaniel Essex looked at the clutter on his desk. The pile
of notes. Reports on his latest experiments. All the stuff
that filled the void that was his life. Everything that stopped
the loneliness of his existence.
(Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two)
Alone. All his life, he'd been alone. No-one had been there
for him. His parents didn't understand his obsession, his
passion, his work. Rebecca? His darling Rebecca. She didn't
care. Their marriage had been one of ... well, it hadn't really
been a marriage. They hardly knew each other. She gave him
a son. He gave her security, a home, position in society.
Faye? The woman who had taken the place of Rebecca for a while.
She was frightened by his interests.
((Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Now that I've really got a chance
(Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Everything's falling into place
(Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's Child)
Then there was that woman. She understood. That woman. What
was her name? Kes? Her knowledge of his work, the same passion
as his. There were other things too. Her hair, her eyes, her
face. She had the most intoxicating perfume too. The night
they had spent together talking about everything. They had
made love. It had been so long since he had been with a woman
that he had forgotten what it felt like. As much as he wanted
to deny it, he could still feel emotions. Pain, hurt, love.
That one night they had spent together had meant so much.
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was)
The next morning she had gone. He couldn't find her. Maybe
she just didn't want to be found.
(Sometimes I cried my heart
to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet)
The years he had spent trying to find her had turned up nothing.
All he had was the memory of their one night. He hadn't even
known her surname. Had it been too good to be true? Everything
inside him said it wasn't but loneliness could drive a man
mad.
(Lucky old sun is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms)
And then one day he saw something he hadn't expected to see.
The girl, Rogue, one of the X-Men. She looked like Kes. Their
hair, their eyes, their faces -- all the same. He managed
to track the girl's birth place and found the hospital she
had been born in. The birth certificate listed him as the
father and one Kestrel Darkholme as the mother. And for the
first time, Nathaniel Essex who had been transformed into
the emotionless monster cried.
( (Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Now that I've really got a chance
(Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Everything's falling into place
(Throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(Yeah, throw me tomorrow..oh,oh)
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's Child )
From the shadows he watched her grow. Watched the girl become
the woman. Wanting to be there for her when she hurt but staying
away because it was the best thing for her. He watched her
fall in love, as she conquered her powers. Was there when
she married. Looked on as his grandchild was brought into
the world. Always from the darkness, he observed her life.
Never participating.
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
born I was Thursday's Child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was Thursday's Child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was)
Nathaniel Essex - Mr Sinister -- was still a monster. He
was still alone with only his work to comfort him. One thing
was different now -- he had a reason for existing. He had
something more to his life. And the monster cried.
Thursday's child has far to
go. - Proverb
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