Author's notes: This story is a mix of the horror movie series Puppet Master and the cartoon X-Men Evolution. I had been working on another story but no one was reading it. I am taking my first story off of Fan Fiction to try and improve it a little. So technically this is now my first fan fiction story, so please go easy on me when reviewing. This story takes place after Dark Harrison, but has nothing to do with Apocalypse.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights or the characters from X-Men Evolution or Puppet Master. I do not wish to be sued.

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The Puppet Master Arrives

The night was dark. There was almost no sound except the sound of the wind blowing. Rogue walked through the halls of the institute. She was wearing her black dress with the slits in the skirt and the scarf around her shoulders. The young Goth had no idea why she was wearing these cloths or why she was walking through the halls.

She soon heard the sound of an old man say, "I am here, I am with you." The voice sounded breathless and it flowed through the institute. Rogue wondered why none of the other X-Men heard the voice.

She called back, "who's there? Who ever you are Ah'm not in the mood to deal with you right now."

"Come to me," the voice said.

She followed the sound of the voice. Walking as fast as she could she finally entered a large room that she had never seen in the institute before. It was large and circular.

She walked to the middle of the room and stood motionless. A boy of about her age came out of the shadows and stood in front of her. He wore a black hat and trench coat. In his right hand he held a cane with a silver rattle snakes head on the top. His face had a curious look upon it as did Rogue's.

Rogue took a slow step back and asked, "who are you?"

The boy walked closer to her using the cane to support him. It was like he had a problem with his right leg. He said, "I was about to ask you the same thing."

"What are you doing here," Rogue asked demandingly.

The boy simply said, "I was told to come here."

The sound of footsteps was soon heard. Rogue turned around and saw an old man walking towards them. He wore the same cloths as the boy. His face was covered in shadow.

Rogue soon became hypnotized by the older man. She stood where she was and didn't seem afraid. The older man held out his hand and Rogue took it. The two began to dance around the room as if slow music had been playing.

The younger boy began to circle around them with a look of pure bewilderment. Rogue looked at the boy as he walked around the old man and her. She was as confused as he was. Why was she dancing with this man? She didn't know him. It was like she had no control of her actions.

She began to see seven figures enter the room. They were each no bigger than eighteen inches tall. She couldn't quiet make out what they all looked like, but she could tell the look of three of them. On had a knife for his left hand and a hook for the other. The second seemed muscular, but had a very small head. And the third had a large point on the top of his head that looked like a big drill.

The old man backed away from her and she knelt on the ground. The boy had stopped circling them and was now watching her. The three figures she could make out came up to her. The muscular one grabbed hold of her head gently, the one with the knife and the hook began to stroke her wrist gently with the curve of his small hook. The one with the drill began to drill the side of her head directly on the temple. The drill did not seem to dig in to her head, it just gently rubbed her temple. It felt very relaxing for some strange reason. A little blood began to dribble down her head, but that was all the harm that came to her.

Rogue looked up at the boy in black. He looked at her in shock. She then said to him as if she had no control over her words, "greetings Puppet Master." She then began to laugh. She didn't know why. She just had no control over what ever she did.

The Goth soon heard Kitty's voice say, "Rogue wake up."

She shook slightly and then woke up in her own bed. It was day light out and there were no little figures around her. It was all a dream.

Kitty said, "are you ok Rogue. I've been trying to wake you up for the past ten minutes. You were like, really freaking me out."

"Why? What did Ah do," the pail girl asked very confused as to what just happened.

Kitty said, "you were talking in your sleep. You said 'greeting Puppet Master' and then you began to laugh really evil like. What were you dreaming?"

Rogue shook her head and said, "I don't want to talk about it."

She left the room and headed into the bathroom. She splashed her face with cold water and looked in the mirror. She said quietly to herself, "Puppet Master?"

The words seemed strangely familiar to her. She had had that dream two times before, but that wasn't the reason. She felt as if she heard those words before.

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Later that night in Bayeville a bus stopped on a lone street. The doors opened and a strange boy came out. In his left hand he dragged a big trunk and in the right hand he held a cane with a silver rattlesnake head on the top. He wore a black hat and trench coat and he walked down the street supporting himself with his cane.

He slowly walked up to a near by house and knocked on the door. It was answered by a middle-aged man. The man said, "what do you want boy?"

The boy dressed in black said, "I was wondering if I could have a room for the night. I've been traveling for quite some time and I haven't slept someplace warm for weeks.

The man said, "no now get off my property." Then he slammed the door.

The boy looked sadly to the ground. He had become a drifter at a very young age, and had been homeless for quite some time. He dragged his trunk all the way to a small ally and sat against the wall. His trench coat provided him little warmth, but he didn't mind the cold.

He took a small peace of folded paper out of his trench coat pocket and looked at it. He unfolded it and read the one word that was written on it, "Rogue." He said softly to himself, "I'll find you. One of these days." Then he folded the peace of paper and put it back in his pocket.

Soon the sound of footsteps could be heard. The boy slipped deeper into the shadows of the ally and dragged his trunk with him.

Outside of the ally a strange man dressed in a black hooded rob walked up to the door that the boy had just knocked on.

He knocked on the door as well and waited patiently. The same middle-aged man opened the door. He looked out at the dark figure. "What the hell do you want," he asked. "I already had some snot nosed kid on my porch and I don't want any more visitors."

The cloaked man said, "I am looking for the grandson of the famed Puppet Master Andre Toulon. We believe him to be in this town. He wears a trench coat, and carries a cane."

The man said, "yeah, he was just on my porch, I told him to get lost."

The cloaked figure said, "he has been here? And you forced him to leave? You will find that to be a sad mistake."

The cloaked figure quickly took out a large knife. Back in the ally the boy could hear the man scream. It was a loud cry of fear. He heard the sound of struggling and then heard the man scream, "NOOO-" and then there was the sound of a knife piercing flesh and then silence.

The boy breathed as quietly as he could now. He watched the entrance of the ally. The cloaked figure soon stepped into his view. He now held a bloody knife in his hand. The figure walked away and the boy sighed in relief.

He breathed in and out now very afraid. He then heard a voice say, "calm yourself. I am with you Puppet Master."

The boy took a few more deep breaths and said, "I know grandfather Toulon."

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The next morning Rogue woke up screaming. Kitty woke up instantly and in not time Scott and Jean were in the room.

They ran over to the young Goths bed. "What is it," said Scott, "what's wrong?"

Rogue was breathing in quick gasps. Something had really scared her. She said, "Ah Ah saw these horrible things. I saw monsters or demons of some kind. They were in this huge cave beneath the earth or something like that. They were talking about some guy named Andre Toulon."

Jean and Scott sighed sympathetically. Jean said, "Rogue, it was just a nightmare. You've been having them ever since your powers went crazy, and ever since Mezmoro took over your mind."

Rogue yelled angrily, "it wasn't a dream! It was really happening, or it already happened!"

"Rogue," said Scott, "we understand your going through some hard times. Having nightmares about it is perfectly natural."

"IT WASN'T A NIGHTMARE," Rogue screamed. "IT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH WHAT'S BEEN HAPPENING TO ME!"

She paused and took a few deep breaths. She then said, "it has something to do with the Puppet Master." They all looked at her with curiosity. She said, "Ah want the Professor to look into mah head. He'll see that it wasn't a nightmare."

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Rogue waited in the Professor's office. Jean, Scott, and Kitty were telling him what the pale girl had told them. She was afraid that Xavier would think she was crazy.

After a few long minutes the Professor wheeled himself into the room followed by Ororo and Hank. "How are you feeling Rogue," he asked as he stopped his wheel chair next to her.

Rogue said, "Ah've been better What did Scott and Jean tell you?"

Charles said, "they said that you believe you saw something in your sleep that you don't believe to be a dream."

Rogue nodded, "and Ah want you to prove to them that it's not a dream."

Charles nodded and said, "well then lets just have a look."

He had Rogue close her eyes and then he began searching through her thoughts. He found himself in blackness. Soon he saw the figure of Rogue walk up to him. Rogue's psyche was prepared to show the professor exactly what she saw.

She asked, "are you sure you want to see this?"

"Yes," said Charles. "I'm here to help you Rogue, no matter what the problem is."

Rogue nodded and the blackness around them faded away. They soon became surrounded by rock walls. A large demonic statue stood high above them. The cave was light with red candles. They saw many skulls around the walls and many, many bones.

In the middle of the cave was a strange cauldron that was full of a clear red liquid that was neither blood nor water.

Above them on the ceiling of the cave was a large four-sided upside down crystal pyramid. About four yards from the cauldron stood a red throne that had sharp spikes sticking out from the side.

In the throne sat a horrible demon. He was seven feet tall and was very skinny. So skinny that the outlines of his bones could be seen. His rib cage was wider than that of a normal person. He had five clawed fingers. His head was bald and shaped like a human skull. He had orange eyes and no pupils in them. His mouth seemed connected. His upper and lower lips were webbed together with little webs of skin.

Next to him stood a man with a face that looked half rotted. The demon said to the man in a demonic voice, "fetch the others. I have news."

"Yes lord Suetek," said the strange man.

After a short while two more men that looked the same as the first came to lord Suetek. Rogue and the Professor listened as Suetek spoke. "I have learned that those in the upworld that hold our secrets believe me to be dead now. The secret has been passed on, the secret Andre Toulon stole from us those many years ago."

Rogue swallowed hard. She knew that she wasn't really there right now, but she was still very afraid. She looked over to the Professor and saw the worried look on his face.

Suetek continued. "The gift has been passed down to a new Puppet Master, Toulon's grand child. We must send our children to retrieve our secret, and kill the last of the Toulon family." He stood from his throne and said, "the magic is ours, and ours alone it must remain. Young Toulon, must pay for the deeds committed by his grandfather. He and every one around him must die. They must die."

Suetek paused and then turned around towards Rogue and the Professor. "You," he said, "what are you doing here? Who are you?" He turned to his men and said, "get her."

All of a sudden the whole vision disappeared and both the Professor and Rogue were back in the institute. Hank and Ororo sat near by with a looked of worry on their faces. Rogue took a few deep breaths and then said to the Professor, "and that's when Ah woke up screaming."

Charles was breathing deeply as well. He said, "thank you for your time Rogue. I will inform the others about this later. You may leave now."

Rogue stood up and began walking slowly towards the door. She stopped and turned to the Professor. "It wasn't a dream," she said and then left.

After she left Ororo asked, "so what do you think Charles?"

Xavier took a few more deep breaths and said, "it wasn't a dream, or at least she believes it wasn't."

"What do you think we should do," asked Hank.

"We will be patient," said Charles. "I believe that this vision of Rogue's may be a break through. She has never come to me about her troubles before, and now that she has she might be willing to open up to us more."

He aloud Ororo and Hank to leave. They were all totally unaware of the danger they would soon be in.