Exile
Title: Exile
Universe: That Damn Mpreg
Rating: PG
Summary: There are times when Daemon really doesn’t understand his fellow X-Men.
“I don’t see why-”
Daemon couldn’t miss the cold stares turned on him, and he closed his mouth with a snap. He could feel his anger rising within him, followed swiftly by his doubts. Yes, Apocalypse was every bit as much a monster as any lord of Hell, but he was strong. The strong ruled the weak. That was the nature of everything Daemon had known as a child.
He wasn’t going to be rushing to join Angel, but he understood Apocalypse and why he did things the way he did. Even if those things did include Mr. Sinister, a man who made Daemon’s skin crawl just by thinking about him.
He looked at his fellow X-Men, then snatched up his jacket. “I need air,” he growled.
He needed to get away from this. From all the angry recriminations and the cold stares. Away from the memories of his lost friend.
Universe: That Damn Mpreg
Rating: PG
Summary: There are times when Daemon really doesn’t understand his fellow X-Men.
“I don’t see why-”
Daemon couldn’t miss the cold stares turned on him, and he closed his mouth with a snap. He could feel his anger rising within him, followed swiftly by his doubts. Yes, Apocalypse was every bit as much a monster as any lord of Hell, but he was strong. The strong ruled the weak. That was the nature of everything Daemon had known as a child.
He wasn’t going to be rushing to join Angel, but he understood Apocalypse and why he did things the way he did. Even if those things did include Mr. Sinister, a man who made Daemon’s skin crawl just by thinking about him.
He looked at his fellow X-Men, then snatched up his jacket. “I need air,” he growled.
He needed to get away from this. From all the angry recriminations and the cold stares. Away from the memories of his lost friend.