Chapter One
The One Called Rogue
Rogue was a homeless girl. One with no family or friends. A wanderer. Someone who never learned a thing in life, but how to be afraid of every waking moment. Afraid of hurting someone, because of her abilities. She was afraid of everything about her since she was old enough to understand things about her and why she could never touch anyone or have anyone touch her.
Well after all her years of wandering she finally came across someone who could help her. Her story starts here.
"Let go of me!" Rogue screamed as two guys started to abuse her. "You owe us money you little bitch! Now pay up!" one of the boys yelled at her and hit her. "I ain't got no money! Now leave me alone!" she yelled. The boys continued to beat her. "Hey! Leave that girl alone!" a woman yelled. She had a strange outfit like one you would find in a comic book. A man with a similar outfit was right behind her. One of the boys looked at the duo. "The Commander and Jetstream!" he said. He tapped his partners shoulder. The other boy slapped Rogue across the face. His face drained to a pale color and he fell to the ground.
Rogue saw the boy fall in shock over it and ran off. "Listen punk!" The Commander yelled. "You don't beat up a woman you here!" as he picked up the boy off the ground. Jetstream went over to the other guy and saw him in a coma. "We'd better get him to a hospital." She said. "I'll do it. You should go find that girl." The Commander replied. He picked them both up and took them away. Jetstream flew all over town, but never found the girl.