Bitterness: The Origins of Frozen Rogue
By
Accel,
Posted on: 2005-11-02 13:18 in Multi-Media Fan Creations
Excellent! As always.
UNION @Flitz 50, Lead Hose 50, Red Rag 50
DEFIANT Rose Bloodthorn 34
VIGILANCE Captain Caledonia 20 - Yeah, I made toons on the French server coz we only had 4 back then (might have to transfer/recreate them on one of the US servers)
..and many more!
Story has been added to the site. To find out how Frozen Rogue joined the Precision Rangers click here.
G-Force
Ever since I started reading Chaos Surges, I wanted to know about his brother...this has satisfied me. 
Very cool, kinda wondered how Frozen ended up among outcast but his brother seems to have dragged im along...
The church was silent apart from the click of the beads on the rosary. Every day she prayed, every day she cried, every day hoped, everyday she feared. After five long years why should she still come? Why did she still mourn? Her silent prayer with every Hail Mary was for her son, for the son she loved, for the son her husband had rejected. And the beads clicked. The priest walked softly up besides her, his footsteps making barely a sound on the polished stone floor, his robes making a gentle sweeping sound and he walked slowly towards the woman. He stopped about ten paces away and waited for her to finish her prayers, she knew he was there, but she did not hurry, the earnest hunger in her soul would see it done properly. She said her final Our Father then meditated for a few moments on the stanza And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one. That is what she prayed for her son most of all, that is what she begged the Almighty One of Heaven for, and she just had to hope in faith that he heard her.
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The boys played rough, they were boys after all, that is what they did when given the chance, provided by the lack of supervision. Two seven year old twins that no one cared for in an orphanage that no-one cared about. Sure they got some discipline, both of them had notches on their bunk for the times they had been beaten, Chad was slightly ahead, both of them had bruises from only a couple of days before when they had had a food fight in the orphanages embarrassingly named library, if a collection of old magazines made a library
For 5 years they had been moved from home to home, each one giving up on them, this one had lasted for five months, the longest so far, the last home was run by a Mr. Rollins, an ugly man in every sense of the word who had beaten them regularly, deservingly or not, he had made it clear to the boys that he believed they were already criminals so he should punish them well in advance of any misdemeanour, big or small. Neither of the twins had been sad or surprised when the place had burned down, although of course neither of them had the slightest comprehension of how it happened.
This new place seemed ok; there were a few kids their age, and a few older ones who they really looked up to.
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The nun stood up, as she had done daily for the last seven years she stood then knelt, signing her self with the cross before walking down the aisle to talk to the priest. It was eighteen months since she had taken her vows, but she had lived by them for years. The Priest was the only one who knew what she prayed for, and the only one who asked, each day he would meet her from the convent, they would walk in silence to the church and then once she had done her prayers they would talk.
Do you believe the boys to be well Miriam? asked the priest.
I do, my son is well, I would know if he wasnt. replied the nun.
You have two sons, why do you only ever refer to one of them?
I gave birth to two, but I have one, the other is not mine so he does not receive my prayers.
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The boys stood in front of the magistrate, they were asked their names, and they gave them, the age they declared as eleven, which made them considered as capable of conscious criminal action. The older brother stared proud and defiant, angry and aggressive, the younger, smaller brother, looked down, fighting back tears. He had known that attacking the elderly lady was a bad idea, but then his brother had convinced him to go through with it. The younger brother was full of remorse that the old lady had broken her neck on the fall down the stairs as he watched his elder twin push her. The older brother said that he was looking after them, and that gratitude not distain was the right response.
The judge took into account their unsettled up bringing, but there was no excusing the actions. Both the boys were to face equal sentence of two years in a young offenders penitentiary.
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They are both your flesh and blood
But they are not both my spirit, and I will not bless the son of that man.
But
There are no buts, father, we have been having this conversation for many years now and you still cannot grasp it. I pray for my son that he would be delivered from evil; but that mans son can go to hell.
Miriam, you must forgive or bitterness will destroy your soul.
The nun looked at him through tearful eyes, Then I will loose my soul; so long as my son has his.
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Other members of the gang found it hard to believe that the two were even brothers, sure they looked alike, they sounded the same but they were so different. The elder was so aggressive he, drove the group forward. His time inside had gained him a certain reputation, and he loved it. His plans were flawless and the gang did well from it. His brother though was a liability; they only respected him because of his kin. He followed the plan, but he always questioned it, always resisted it, always tried to find a more honest way, that meant the hard way, and that didnt suit them, but the only person he ever spoke to was his brother. They didnt speak, they argued.
Fourteen years old and hard as a nail, with anger to spare the older brother really was making a bit of a reputation for himself.
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That man stole my life from me, that man nearly killed me, nearly killed him
Them
No: him. He would never hurt his precious son, never damage the one he loved, he hurt the one I loved, he hurt me. And because of him they took them away from me. Fifteen years, fifteen years I have mourned my son and still the pain does not relent. My prayers are answered though he is good, I know this, I know it, and he will see the eternity he deserves.
Miriam, do you never offer a prayer for the elder one?
No. I shall never pray for him.
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The boys were in trouble, they were arguing, and they were doing it publicly, for the first time ever, they had been heard to argue many times, but never verbally attacked each other like this, the Outcasts gathered around them watch with amusement as the two teenage gang members tore strips of each other.
Youre weak, youre a fool, we have the opportunity for greatness presented to us and I have to carry you, I hate you, I hate you. snarled the older brother.
I will not do it, I will not shoot him.
Then give me the gun and Ill kill the pig.
No, hes done nothing wrong; he is trying to help people.
The police officer knelt watching the dialogue.
KILL HIM! screamed the older brother.
NO! I am not like you, I am not full of anger, I will not hate for hates sake, I will not.
The older brother lunged forward swinging a fist to hit his sibling, as he did fire erupted around him, the younger brother dodged out of the way raising his arms to defend himself, they turned to ice as his brothers flaming fist hit him. The two fell back
What on earth was that? exclaimed the younger brother.
The elder looked at him, an angry grimace on his face, You kill him or watch me burn him. Advancing on the officer he raised his burning fists, the officer scrambled backwards.
No you wont! Shouted the younger brother, and ice flew from his hands encasing his twin. He ran forward to stand before his flesh and blood. The outcasts watching waited with baited breath.
With ice up to his chin the aggressor could not move. You better start running now, because when I get out of here I will kill you for this.
But
Im going to give you one chance. Run now.
Stumbling the younger twin began to run, as he did tears began to flow, sixteen years old, an orphan, strange powers appearing and now his brother wanted to kill him. He wanted to believe that his brother would forgive him, but in the last few years he had begun to realise that the goodness and humanity they had shared as children was leaving his brother. He ran, because his brother would kill him, he ran because the outcasts would kill him, he ran and he had no where to run too. In Eastgate Heights he stopped running, and curled up in a ball, the world had collapsed, and it had seemingly collapsed on him.
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I said his name in my prayers today father.
Really well done, thats wonderful news. What did you say?
I prayed that the goodness of his soul be stripped away so that his father will suffer at his hand, I prayed that the goodness of his soul be given to my son, so that he might be exulted among men as righteous beyond question.
That isnt what I had in mind; you know that that might mean that you damn your son to hell.
The nun laughed, in the sixteen years since she had given birth to twins, she had never before considered her faith in relation to that, sixteen years of seemingly unanswered prayers made her words reckless. Father, I do not laugh at you but at myself, I believe my faith is gone, I believe my prayers go unanswered and I believe that both those I bore are dead already, yet still I come to pray, even when there is no hope I still come.
But what if they are alive and what if your prayers are answered?
Again the nun laughed, and this time she sobbed in sorrow too, Then I have given the world something that no one else except God himself has been able to make, a demon and an angel.