There will be more chapters to go. I did throw in a couple of new mutants of my own creation that I think you will like. Please review and remember I own nothing.

This was it! Rogue was completely and utterly fed up! "Janelle!" She screamed.

"What? You don't need to yell." Janelle peeked her head out from the bathroom of their two bedroom apartment. Rogue placed her hand on her hip and bounced her foot. Ever since she had taken the cure, she had left the Xavier mansion and had yet to look back. However, at times like this she wished that she lived in the clean mansion with clean mutants as compared to the mutant feral, Janelle, who seemed to like to live in her own filth.

"Can you please clean up your shit?" Rogue frowned.

"Yes Marie." Janelle smirked at Rogues discomfort. Rogue pushed her plate into the sink that was filled with Janelle's undone dishes. She loved Janelle and appreciated her friendship, but she was a slob sometimes. Rogue pouted her lips, Janelle had taken her in when she first got back into the south, and she was her only friend and had been there for her in the best and in the worst of times. They had taken up residence in Alabama; they had stuck together when they had been chased out of Georgia, Texas, and Mississippi.

Rogue had always thought that she stuck out like a sore thumb, but so did Janelle. In Georgia, Rogue's powers had returned and they had they had shed the state like a bad habit.

Rogue rushed into the apartment, Janelle could smell that something was wrong. Rogue had grabbed her bank card and her bags and began packing. "What's up?" Janelle threw the tv remote down and began to help Rogue pack.

"Its bad…Its so bad" Rogue was throwing bags over her shoulder, and Janelle grabbed her arm.

"Let me pack."

"What?" Rogue dropped a bag and her jaw in awe.

"You don't think I'm going to let you go all by yourself did you?" Janelle quickly packed.

At that moment Rogue knew she had found one of those people. One of those friendships who you could keep for life. Her heart swelled and tears came to her eyes, "Don't go crying on me now!" Rogue heard Janelle yell from her room and for the first time in the disaster that was her life in the last few years she opened up and laughed and this disaster didn't seem so bad.

Rogue came out of her small stupor. She smiled; no she couldn't stay angry at Janelle. Rogue had learned that the woman she touched was a very powerful mutant known as Ms. Marvel. She had held on a little too long and gained permanent control of the woman's mutation. While they had been in Texas and Mississippi it was Janelle who had acted out. Though the woman may have been beautiful on the outside, when she was 'The Animal' she was a completely different person. She morphed into some sort of beastly cat and her claws were laced with poison. Janelle had a hard time controlling her inner animal but she had gotten better over the years.

It had been five years since Rogue and Janelle had been living together running from the MRA and FOH. Rogue moved to the bathroom, rolling her eyes. "Jan…" She stopped when she saw Janelle on her hands and knees her pure blonde hair pulled into a high pony tail as she scrubbed the toilet. Her bright golden eyes studied the shine. She dropped the brush with pride.

"There. All clean." She looked up at Rogue, "Well don't look so surprised you know. I knew you were gonna be all pissed about the sink so I decided to give the apartment a wipe down." Janelle peeled the yellow gloves off her clawed hands.

Rogue smirked, "I gotta get to work." Rogue grabbed her apron.

"yep me too. The FBI is calling my name." Janelle followed Rogue to the kitchen.

"Why do you work for them?"

"So I can keep tabs on the government and help humans solve crimes. Hey, it helps to be the best hacker in this side of the Northern hemisphere." Janelle giggled.

"Yeah yeah, later alligator." Rogue called from the door way.

"After while, crocodile!" Janelle sat down at her desk.

Rogue walked to the diner she worked at. It was pathetic really, she had her master's degree in English and she was working at a diner. In Alabama she had a great job before she had touched Ms. Marvel. Thus was the life of a mutant. Janelle had a great job though, she worked for the government that hated them, but she saved people's lives every day. She was a computer hacker who could work from anywhere she would set up systems and find wanted criminals. Janelle used the FBI system and the government network as a way to monitor the government activity on mutants.

Things were rough to say the least, it was slowly moving towards a mutant vs. human all out war and Rogue was more than happy to be away from the main instigators of this debacle; the X-men, Magneto, and the Acolytes/Brotherhood. Rogue had been on the run, she hadn't seen Logan or any of the others in years. Kitty Pryde and Bobby Drake were the main reason for that. They had been the ring leaders in the student uprising against her, they had taken a large part in making fun of her and casting her aside, only because she took the cure; it seemed the river of hate ran both ways. The professor had been completely understanding and so had Logan but the others had hated her taking the cure, so she ran. Sometimes, she would think about Logan. Remembering when he grabbed her hand, he had asked her if this was really what she wanted to do. She could never forget how she jerked her hand out of his hand, the hurt that flashed in his eyes. She just said, "I'm not wanted." Then she dissapeared beyond the forest line.

All of these things had been on Rogue's mind lately. She hadn't talked to any of the X-men in over 7 years and now she was heading to work with this deep feeling of dread, something was definitely going on. Rogue sighed when she reached the diner. It was going to be a busy day.

End of Chapter 1. Please review!