Full summary: Sequel to unexpected hero. When Rogue wakes up at alkali lake, she doesn't wake up as Rogue. She travels to find herself again, while struggling with multiple personality disorder (Logan and Eric really should shut up), meets some new people along the way. With Memories not always her own, a trip with a swamp rat who doesn't know the concept of personal space and a coma, which the swamp rat also invaded, her life is pretty traumatizing, even without most of the trauma.

So I got the idea to continue my other story from a guest reviewer and kinda played around with it. OS I have a plan for this story but kinda want to see if anyone actually is interested. But be warned I am not the best updater and on top of that am doing A-levels so, it will be an update when can, so sorry xx

Disclaimer: Don't any thing X-men related as the it is focused on movies, with x-men evolution style Rogue and a few throw ins formthe x-men animated TV show.

Prologue

Three months later...

The man leaned back, relaxed, and waited for the tell tale tug on his fishing line.

"Pass me my flask will you, love?" turning slightly as to acknowledge the woman who sat with him, he picked up the flask, and passed it to woman who was perched precariously on the edge of the boat.

"You're going to fall in you know" He said smirking.

"No, I'm no-"She was cut off as she fell in.

"Told you so" He said smirking as he too leaned over the side of the boat as to pull her out.

"AHHHHHH" He said pulling back quickly as he saw what lay in the water below.

"What! What is it?" she said as she saw the look of shock that lined his face. Following his line of sight she too screamed, for what they saw at the bottom of the lake was a body, a body with Emerald eyes, eyes that were wide open.

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Everything was fuzzy.

My eyes couldn't lock onto anything.

"Sweetheart, sweetheart can you hear me?" a woman said, at least it sounded like a woman.

I tried to speak, but couldn't find my voice, nodding instead as I tried a smile reassuringly.

"Good, now do you know where you are?" I couldn't make out enough to answer so shrugged instead.

"You're in the Hospital; some real nice folks found you and brought you here." Her voice warm like a mother's voice. "You got real lucky too, you are a downright miracle"

"When-", I coughed my throat throbbing as I tried to talk, "when can I get out of here?"

"Now, hold your horses, before we even think about letting you out of here, you are going to tell me your name?" My name. That was a good question. What was my name?

Rogue a voice whispered.

"What did you call me?"

"I didn't say anything" her face became clearer, she had a worried look, the look you gave a mental patient.

You are not mental my dear, simply gifted, another voice said, this one seemed older and a lot more posh.

"Who are you?" I said. The nurse bit her lip.

"I'm Nurse Jones" she said though she seemed to get that I wasn't talking to her.

No need to talk out loud my dear, we can hear you, The older voice said, and my name is Eric.

Yeah we don't want this lady to think you're a nutcase Kid, he said it kindly, which was weird when his voice was so gruff. I'm Logan.

Who am I? I asked them.

You are Rogue and you are a mutant.

A mutant? I couldn't be a mutant, what would my parents think. I have to go see them. I have to explain.

I started pulling out the needles and tubes.

"What are you doing?" The Nurse shouted, reaching out a hand to grab me.

Don't let her touch you, Kid! Logan shouted.

I scrambled out of the way of her hands and felt my body bend and move in ways that weren't natural, but I soon found myself in the corridor, the nurse screaming for help as I ran.

You can't go home my dear, your memory is not full, Eric was trying to reason with me, and some part of me registered what he said. I didn't know how I had gotten here, I didn't even know where here is and that if I truly was a mutant my parents wouldn't accept me. But I couldn't remember their reaction, and I had to see for myself.

Gotta agree with Bucket head on this one kid, Logan was harder to block out, whoever he was I was closer to him. But that bond didn't quench my need to see my parents. It felt like I hadn't seen them in years and with the gaps in my memory that was probably true. Thing is rest of my brain didn't particularly want to listen to reason, even though I had to little people in my head to help it a long.

You guys suck at talking me out of things you know, I had the sense this was a funnier than I thought. Well if you went by the laughing maniacs in my head. Well I guess they would be maniacs, cause I'm clearly insane. I remember reading somewhere that you developed multiple personality disorder when you were younger, actually that may have been on Criminals minds.

My dear you need better sources, Eric said.

Hey, memory loss bucket head, kind of lost all my sources, I said and I admit I was getting kind of snarky. But Logan seemed to find me back talking Eric pretty funny.

Find out where you are kid, we can guide you from there, Logan said.

Actually guys I kind of want to do this on my own, said then I imagined my house, they were outside and I was closing the door in their face. And locking it.

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