Rogue's P.O.V.
They brought me back to my cell and threw me in. I didn't even move. I just stayed on the floor, eyes closed tightly. I don't know who I am. Something is wrong. I feel very, very sick. My head is pounding, my body hurts. I can't even imagine trying to move. When the lights come back on I notice my hair is auburn and silver. This isn't my hair. Wait, yes it is.
"Rogue!" I hear voices on either side screaming.
"No," I mummble out except it's not my voice.
I close my eyes and sleep.
Pyro's P.O.V.
"No?" I repeat, confused, looking at Jubilee. Rogue's out. She looks awful. Then it hits me. I stare at Rogue then look back to Jubilee. "Carol."
Over the next few weeks, Jubilee and I tried helping Rogue as much as we could. They never put anyone else in a cell with her. They only took her back one more time. The next time they took me back I asked them if they had Rogue kill Carol. I asked if they knew what they had done. They laughed.
Rogue didn't sleep well anymore. Every night I would wake up to her screaming or sobbing. It took a month, but Rogue finally got power back over her body. Occasionally Carol would come out. I had never seen Rogue so broken. She was ready to die. I was ready to kill for her. I guess no matter how far away I tried to push myself, I was always going to run back to her.
I began sleeping on the floor next to the wall. Rogue did the same. After a few days of this, she began sleeping a bit better.
"I have been here for five months, right?" Rogue asked quietly.
I nodded, "Yeah, five months. I've got two. Toad has one. Jubes has four."
She huffed, grabbed her hair in her fists, and began crying, "I want to die, Johnny. Why won't they just kill me?"
I put my hand up on the glass, "Rogue, stop. You didn't do this. We will get through it. All of us."
She rolled on to her side and put her hand on mine. I hope I'm not lying.
After a few minutes she was asleep. Most people were. I stretched out, took in a deep breath, and went about trying to figure out how to take these assholes out. The lights went out. I jumped up. I could hear footsteps.
"You're getting sloppy!" I heard a voice yell. It was Polaris.
"Shut up," Jubilee said sternly.
I stayed silent, trying to listen. Polaris wasn't wrong. This wasn't like them. Normally it's like a ghost. Normally, we're all frozen in fear. This was different. Maybe they were disposing of us.
Then I hear someone in Rogue's cell. I lost it. I started banging on the glass.
"DON'T YOU TOUCH HER. LEAVE HER ALONE. HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH? COME GET ME. COME GET ME. I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU. TAKE ME. I'LL SHOW YOU POWER. FUCKING TAKE ME. PUT HER DOWN."
My cell door opened. I charged. Whoever or whatever was in the doorway went down and I went straight for Rogue's cell door. I was going in completely blind. I couldn't see shit, and I didn't want to hit Rogue. I didn't even hear her. My heart was racing. I started swinging. Then black.
Rogue's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes and immediately began to cry. The familiar feeling of the examination table made me sick.
"I give up," I sobbed, "Please, just kill me, please."
"Rogue?" I heard John's voice say.
I clenched my eyes shut as hard as I possibly could. "NO! No I won't! Not him. Not anyone ever again. Don't hurt him. Please, God, please. Just kill me," I was hyperventilating.
Everything went hazy. I could hear voices. See people. None of it was making sense though. Carol began trying to take over. She was afraid, and that made me even more afraid. I shot up. Fighting. I made my way over to John and tried to break him free. That's when I realized we wasn't cuffed to the examination table. In fact, this wasn't the examination room. I froze, slowly, I began to take in my surroundings. We were in the mansion.