Rogue stood in line to get the Cure. She was twelfth mutant in line, and was having second thought about the Cure.
I don't if I should get it anymore. If me and Bobby are meant to be will be together, right. Kitty's ugly with a big forehead anyway. Why should give up a part of me to be with someone that doesn't care about me anyway. I don't know I have not been able to touch people in six years. I' m sick of being the untouchable, everybody being scared of me. People daring people to touch me to see what happens. Being a freak among freaks. But if my mutation is apart of me shouldn't I be able to control it. I'm sick of not being able to control it. I'm tried of not being able to wear a bikini. I sick of not being myself. Being cold to everybody, because I can't let them be close. But do I need the Cure?
With that question in mind, Rogue walked out of line, and wandered away from the duplex that was giving out the Cure. She wandered just thinking about her life when she went back to the mansion and breaking up with Bobby. Shoot! she wonder if Storm would let her back into the mansion.
Rogue stopped in the park, and sat on the bench, and was just thinking so much that she didn't notice three men dressed in black ready to jump her. They all had guns, but wanted to do it quietly. One of the guys had a rag, and jumped her. Rogue eyes popped open has the man roughly place the rag over her mouth. Rogue got one scream in before everything went blank, and she went limp into the man hands.
The men took her to a van, and then strapped her down into med bed. One man stayed in the back with her. He took out a cell phone, and dials a number.
"Hi, Boss. We got her"
Phone was loud enough that anyone can hear.
"I do not want her hurt in anyway. Do you understand?"
''Yes, boss. But why you want her she didn't put up any real fight?"
"Don't worry about that!!! You have no idea what she is capable of. Fool! Get back now!"
"Yes."
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