(A/N: First of all I would like to say that this is my first fan fiction and that I am not very good with Kurt's accent, but I will try I am also not quite sure about Rogues but I have read a few to get the basic idea.)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters form the show Marvel own them.

Homecoming wars

Chapter 1: Death

A tall man with brown hair wearing black sweat pants and a red and white checked flannelette shirt with a pair of work boots was walking down a dark ally. He would have preferred to take the main road home but this was the fastest way home. He had to go the quick way because his eight-year-old daughter had fallen asleep as they were about to head home after a long day out at the local park. He had taken her there to celebrate her birthday, it was suppose to be a family day out but unfortunately his wife was sick so the day turned into a father daughter day not that he minded that he wanted to spend some quality time with her anyway.

He continued through the ally determined to get his daughter home and in her comfortable bed. He had her cradled in his arms which he was sure was not to comfortable. He cursed to himself for letting her talk him into staying out this later, it was now nine o'clock they were supposed to be home three hours ago. As he looked down at the girl in his arms he let a smile come across his face he was grateful for her.

Ten years ago he would have never thought that he would have a child because of his powers. His powers caused everything he touched wether it be living or not to catch fire. Then he met her the lovely blonde women and then it happened she touched him and he could touch her. Of course she took off the next morning and he continued on his way happy for once. He try to touch something but it caught fire, baffled at how he managed last night he put his fire proof glove back on and left town.

About a year later he met his beautiful telepathic wife who helped him with his powers and while she helped him they fell in love. Not long after he mastered his powers he married her and they eventually had the bundle of joy that sleeps peacefully in his arms, his little angel, his little Rogue as he called her.

His thoughts were interrupted but the sudden shuffle of feet from behind him, he stopped and looked behind him to see a shadow of a person with a gun. Quickly he went to the side of the ally and ducked behind a dumpster knowing full well who these people were. One of the only group of people who knew about mutants FOH.

"Come on out mutie" one of the men said

"We know your back there" another said

He looked out at the men then down at his little girl who had just woken up

"Papa" She asked barley a whisper "Wots wrong?"

"Sweetie ah need ya ta do meh a favour" he whispered she nodded "Keep as quite as ya can k'? notta word no matta wot happ'ns" she nodded again

With that he placed the girl on the ground and hugged her and stood up and walked out.

"Whatcha want?" He asked

"Don't play dumb mutie" a man said full of venom "you lot are plagues and we will hunt down and kill every one of you"

And with that a fight broke out, he approached the men and started to use his martial arts skills to fight them taking out about half by knocking them out and the other half by putting them on fire. He engaged in a fistfight with one of the remanning men unaware of the man coming up behind him. He delivered the man a punch to the face when the man behind him pulled out a hand gun pointed to the back of his head and pulled the trigger the noise was silenced by the silencer on the gun.

He fell to the ground and layed there motionless as the men gathered there injured and left unaware of a pair of green eyes staring at the body with tears freely rolling down her cheeks.

After about ten minutes of waiting for her father to get up and come to her she slowly got up and walked to him.

"Papa" she asked softly kneeling down next to him

"Papa" she repeated desperately, shaking him a bit

"Papa" she said again louder with a sob

When she realised that he wasn't going to wakeup she curled up in a ball and laid next to her father's body and cried herself to sleep.