Evolution

Disclaimer – do not own X-men in anyway whatsoever, if I did I would have made better movies. But this is a story based on X-men evolution, takes up from the end of the show and has some hints of the movies in it.

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Mutations. They can develop in any person, of any race any colour and any age. Scientists as yet do not know what has caused these mutations or how they develop in people, research has recently begun into the X-gene which is believe to be the cause. Recently the world has seen the rise, and fall, of the most powerful mutant to have ever lived. Sources claim that the mutant was stopped by the actions of one teenage girl, although these are as yet unconfirmed. This station dares to ask the questions in an age of uncertainty, are these mutants to be trusted? Is the mutant who brought about the fall of Apocalypse a threat to the free world? All this and more at 10.

Scott turned off the radio in disgust. "They don't know what they are talking about, it is this type of thing which gives us so much trouble!"

Jean smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek causing him to blush profusely. "You're so sweet when you are in leader mode"

She turned to the two younger people sitting in the back. "Remember no matter what people say or do, just relax and ride it out soon they will know that there is nothing to fear and we can get on with our lives, Scott and I will be back to pick you up after College"

"Yes Mum" Kurt muttered under his breath, but Jean heard anyway and shot him a glare. Stupid psychic Kurt thought, earning him another glare.

"Where is Rogue?" Scott asked suddenly, "Is she walking again?"

Kurt and Kitty shared a glance and said "yes" together hoping that their answer was the correct one.

Once they had been dropped off Kurt and Kitty began walking to their lockers, "um, like do you think they could be right, you know like about Rogue being more powerful than Apocalypse?"



Kurt shook his head, "If zey are zen it is not us who have to fear, Rogue may look scary, but she is as good as you or me"

Kitty nodded, but still seemed unsure. "I hope you are right"

In the park in the centre of Bayville a shadowy figure could be seen walking around. Rogue shuffled her feet through the snow which had begun over the last few days and looked to be settling in for a few more. The upside of which was that she had the park completely to herself, no-one to be hounding her about not going to school, or for doing what she was about to do next.

Stopping at a bench she pulled her gloves off and laid them over the arm of the seat. Her hoody was also removed and dangled so one arm grazed the snow. Rogue shuddered, from cold or something else she was not yet sure. But she revelled in the sense of the wind and chill biting into her arm. Being covered up all the time made her more sensitive to touch.

She began to follow the path around the park, imagining the rest of her friends sitting in class comparing weekend plans, talking about trivial matters. It had been 10 days since the... event, no one at the manor mentioned it around her. The fact that she had faced Apocalypse and...done what to him, she wasn't sure. But people were too scared of bringing it up and what she had done to Mystique.

She expected Kurt to hate her, but he seemed to be being nicer to her because of it. She knew she had lost control but she had just hated Mystique so much, she still couldn't believe that she had killed her. Only to have her come back as one of Apocalypses slaves. Rogue sighed and scooped up a handful of snow, letting it melt under the heat of her hand and drip slowly along her fingers. She knew she should warm them up but it was too much to relieve the sensations of cold biting into her flesh. She knew if any of the x-men could see her now they would get all worried until she put more clothes on. Like she wasn't careful, but there was no one here that she could hurt and she didn't see the harm in having some freedom.

After an hour of wandering around the park, she was definitely beginning to feel the chill eating away at her. She could already see tiny flecks of blue appearing on her fingertips but she refused to warm them with her breath. She decided to head back to her clothes. She approached the bench she had left them on from behind but could not see any evidence of her hoody or her gloves. Rounding to the front of the bench she saw that someone had neatly folded her clothes and laid a cup of star bucks coffee next to the pile.

The old Rogue would have done one of 2 things

Shout and scream, a lot, that she was being followed, and hen kick their arse for being so annoying.

Have a moment of weakness and drink the coffee and show once more that she was not the cold heartless bitch she showed to the rest of the world.

The new Rogue did none of this. She simply turned away and began to long walk back to the Mansion planning on taking a few back routes so no one saw her and thought to ask questions.

At the gate of the mansion Rogue cursed, she could see that Beast and Scot and Jean were at home, College had obviously finished early. This meant they would see her as she came in. In all her semi naked glory. Well semi naked for her, for normal people it was normal, admittedly not in the snow but still...

"Ah guess Ah'll just hafta break in" she muttered turning to find a climbable section of the wall. This she found with ease and after a small struggle heaved herself up and onto the top of the wall. She sat there until the languid semicircle journey of the camera began to take it away from her. Then she leapt off the wall and after finding her balance began a low sprint for the side of the mansion with her room. She had no worries about the Professor picking up on her thoughts as he was in Washington with Storm campaigning for mutant rights. And Logan had taken off shortly after the defeat of Apocalypse after getting an insight into his past. Rogue did not mind him being gone, she knew that he had a right to know where he had come from. But she did miss him, he was the closest she had ever gotten to a father, and although he was a little rough around the edges he did genuinely care for her.

She thought back to the moment that she had been left sitting on the floor of that plane, the day in the mountains and he had stepped up to her and gruffly asked.

"So what' it gonna be us or them?"

She had responded with some form of wit, "If Ah don't say ya'll am ah gonna get thrown off the plane?" Or something, Logan had smiled and given her his hand. It was not until later she learnt the symbolism behind that gesture. She was under his protection, and everyone at the manor knew it.

Soon she had arrived at the solid brick wall of the mansion itself. Fortunately for her there was a tree growing just about level with the bottom of her balcony. So it was a simple task to climb up to the second branch and then leap for her balcony.

However in her haste she caught her leg on a loose piece of mortar. This gouged into her leg, deep enough to draw bloody but not deep enough to cause too much damage. Wincing through the pain she heaved herself up the rest of the way and managed to get from the balcony to her bed before collapsing from exhaustion.

"Whoa gal! Ya must be in worse shape than ya thought" She muttered before falling into a dreamless sleep. The pounding from her leg and head seeming to beat a tattoo on the inside of her skull, "alive, alive, alive, alive"

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