Chapter 4! I've probably gotten over six reviews, but I lose track easily, so it's probably more. The good news! science, math, and English finals are over! Which means I will have more time to update!

Time to find out who Rae's sister is! As well as her powers and who the voice from the cage belongs to. (For all Bleach fans out there, remember Yoruichi!)

I spun around, automatically grabbing the bare hand that was reaching towards the back of my neck. Then I looked up into the stormy grey eyes, identical to mine, of the person I had spent almost six years looking for. The last person I had expected to see at the Xaviers Institute for Gifted Youngsters. I gasped. "Marie!"

My eyes darted across her face, taking in every detail. 'It's not possible!' I thought, but at the same time, I knew it was true. The storm-grey eyes, identical to mine, the dark brown hair with white bangs, the goth clothes and pale skin. Everything I remembered of my sister, though it had been six years since I had last seen her. Then I realized she was staring at my hand, which formed an unbreakable cage around her own. At first I wondered why, but then I remembered what Destiny had said about her powers.

I smiled at her. "It would take more than that to hurt me Sister." I told her. She looked at me and I realized that I was taller than her. Weird. She had always been the taller of the two of us.

Her eyes were wide and confused, trying to make sense of what was going on. After a while she said the most logical thing in the world. "Wha?"

Behind me I heard the other mutants take in a collective breath. Scott walked over beside me. "What did you say? What did you call her?"

I glared up at him. "I said 'Sister'. Do you need hearing aids?"

He looked shell-shocked. "But, do mean that Rogue is who you've been looking for all these years?"

Now it was my turn to look shocked. I turned to my sister. "Did he just call you a rogue? What did you do to deserve that?" I asked, remembering all the trouble we had gotten into when we were kids.

Marie nodded. "That's my name. Not Marie, Rogue." She jerked her hand out of mine. "Ah don't know who you are, but stay away from me."

I gasped, surprised. "You don't remember. You've completely forgotten, haven't you? You don't remember me, or mom, or probably even Destiny." I said, sadly.

Mari…Rogue stiffened at the mention of our mom. Then she turned back towards me. "I don't have a mom, or a sister, and I don't need one either."

I winced at the hate in her voice, then grinned. I moved forward, fast so she couldn't pull away, then rested my hand against her cheek and lowered the defenses around my head to let my memories flow into her.

Two girls sat in a living room, both dwarfed by the giant bean-bag chairs in which they sat. The girl on the right was dressed in a black dress with long sleeves, black gloves covering her hands. Her hair was chin length and dark brown, and her pale face was framed by white bangs. In the orange chair beside her sat her twin, though they didn't look the part. She was the first girls' polar opposite. Her skin was honey gold, and her long hair was fox red, and hadn't obtained the white tips that it would later in life. It was tied up neatly in a braid that curled behind her. In fact, the only thing they had in common was their grey eyes, like twin pairs of swirling storm clouds.

They were giggling, watching their favorite T.V. show, when the door suddenly opened and a tall woman with blue skin entered. The red-haired girl stood up, still laughing, and ran over to the woman, hugging her around the waist. "Hey Mommy!" She said, smiling. The woman smiled too, and patted her on the head.

"Are you ready to go?" She asked. The little girl nodded, and her twin looked up. "Where are you going sister? Can I come too?"

Their mom smiled at the girl. "No, if you came then poor Destiny would be all alone!"

The brown haired girl nodded. "Okay. But you guys will come back, right?"

The red head nodded at her twin. "I promise! I'll see you again soon, 'kay Marie?" She gave her sister a hug, then grabbed her suitcase and followed her mom out the door.

The memory faded then, the sound of the door slamming still echoing in my head. Marie looked at me, confused, her mind still digesting what she had seen. Suddenly she slapped me on the back of my head. I fell over backwards, not expecting it. Rubbing the back of my stinging head, I glared up at her. "Wha was that for?"

Then I realized she was smiling. "See ya soon, right? It's been six years! Where the hell have ya been? And Ah thought Ah told ya that ya look stupid with short hair!"

I got up, laughing. "And I thought I told YOU that black is really NOT your color!"

Beside me Scott was rubbing his head in confusion. "What's going on? Did I miss something here?"

I smiled at him. "It's called memory transmittal. I simply gave her a few of my memories, and those were enough to unlock all of the other memories that she had forgotten." I glanced back nervously at Rogue, remembering all of the pranks I'd played on her. "You aren't gonna slap me again, are you?"

She shook her head and was about to say something when a familiar tenor voice cut her off. "Has EVERYONE forgotten about me? Can somebody please let me out now that you're all done being all buddy-buddy and finding your sister and everything?"

I sighed. "Ya know Kitsun, you really need to work on your manners." I walked over and opened the pet carrier that still sat next to my car. I crouched down and reached in, pulling out a cat-sized white fox. "There, happy? I got you out, now get that stick outta your arse!"

The fox stuck its tiny pink tongue out at me. "I can't help it! You would be mad too if you were stuck as a fox for two years with no way to change back!"

Everyone in the mansion was staring at us now. 'Time for introductions.' I thought, then turned to face the gawking masses. "Well, now that I've kicked all of your butt's, I probably should introduce myself and this little pain in the arse that I've been traveling with. I'm Rachel Kasaikiba, but call me Rae unless you want a concussion. The fox is Kitsun. I picked it up in Africa 'bout a year back. His mutation is the ability to shift into a fox, but the first time he did, he got stuck and couldn't turn back. So I brought him here so he could get help."

"You mean that vas the voice ve heard on the way back?" Kurt asked.

Rae nodded. "He can only be heard, or rather, understood, by mutants when he is transformed like this. And he has quite a temper."

The Professor nodded. "We will see what we can do for him in the morning. For now, we all need some rest, and time to relax."

Rae grinned in relief. "Ya know what this means, don't ya?" She asked, turning towards Jean and Rogue. All three of them grinned and, at the same time shouted, "POOL PARTY!"

A/N This is probably gonna be my last chapter for a while, cuz after school I'm movin ta Florida, but I'll update as soon as I can!