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Huntress-X
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Rated: K - English - Drama/Angst - Reviews: 4 - Published: 12-13-04 - Complete - id:2170638

Going Out of Control

By: Huntress X


Just a short little song fic. Let me know if you like it. Its finish.


Down hunting shadows in the abyss of your mind

Descending deep beneath your vision

The one you dread the most, is there for you to find

Behind the dark side of carnation

Ever since after OZT my power has been growing, much faster than they were suppose too.

Just last week Hank confirmed that I was alpha class, but I have known it for a long time I could feel it how it was growing deep inside of me.

Something else in me has changed to I don t know if its for the good or for the bad, but everytime I go out to fight or just practice in the danger-room I I feel the power and the fire in my blood I wanna go out there, I wanna fight and most of all I wanna win.

I like the danger, I hunger for it and when I let it all out it s like the pain goes away is that bad?

The smell of danger runs like poison in your blood

The predict said within awakened

You finally believe you re pained before gone

A pain forgotten and forsaken

Going wild, going outta' control

Going past, past the border

Going wild, going over the wall

Going out, out of order

Sometimes I even go looking for trouble just to feel that feeling. When I´m out late at night getting my rushes I´m also looking for an excuse to fight, like if I see anyone getting robed or committing another crime.

But I don t do it to help anybody; I do it just for the fight.

I think I´m going out of control. And I guess I have always feared that.

You find the passage to your most forgotten fear

A secret chamber, in the tower

Imprisoned memories, once locked up by despair

Will trade your love for all their power

(You know, it was just illusions, everything is fine)

Going wild, going out of control

Going past, past the border

Going wild, going over the wall

Going out, out of order

Out of order

Going wild, going over the wall

Going out, out of order

What if I am going out of control? But it s so hard to stop, the fire burns inside and I can t deny it, it s like a poison that s going around in my blood feeding of me.

And when I am all alone and its quiet I can feel it becoming stronger but in a good way it s so hard to explain.

And your silence, it will find the magic

Chaos screams, but without a sound

Not a movement, still constantly dynamic

You stand still, while everything goes round

and round, and round, and round and round

It is hard to explain, it s hard to even think about.

I don t want to think about it, I will just stop to think about it.

It can t be that bad, I like the feeling I get from fighting I like everything about it. I can t worry about what will happen in the future what happens, happens I´m just sixteen and I´m not Gateway I can t control stuff like that.

And if I would go out of control I have people who can and will bring me back.

Going wild, going out of control

Going past, past the border

Going wild, going over the wall

Going out, out of order

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