The stranger

When Rogue wake up she saw that an envelop was stuck on the mirror with her name on it. She rubbed her eyes to get the sleep out of it and stood up. She saw that it was pretty early in the morning and that the others would probably be still asleep. She grab the envelop and quickly opened it. Maybe it was a letter from Bobby, but when she saw that it was a typed letter with only a few sentences on it, she knew it wasn't a letter from bobby, or any other student in the house.

The war has again started and every mutant is in danger.

You can't escape who you are.

Ever thought of it to ask them back?

Rogue stared at the words. She didn't know who wrote them, but she knew exactly that the them in the letter her powers were. "Ask them back?" she whispered soft. Did she want that? Questions were forming in her head and she shook her head to make it clear. Did she want her power back that made her an outcast and which she had seen as a curse?

Logan sat at the kitchen table. So early in the morning was his favourite time. It was quit in the house, for all the kids were still asleep. He was thinking of the new events that had taken place. "Mutanthunters." He groaned. He knew that those guys were dangerous by the look Storm has given him when he told her. 'They are very dangerous Logan. Most mutants loose the fight with them immediately.' Her voice sounds in his head more afraid then ever. He gave another sigh, he also had to deal with Rogue too. The girl was alone these days and every time he saw the look on her face he knew that she wanted to help. He wanted to protect her, she didn't have to fight against the mutant enemy, for she wasn't a mutant anymore. He would talk with her one of these days. Glad that he knew what to do, he started to leave the kitchen. Suddenly he had a bad feeling of this day and he glared outside. A car drove over the road beside the mansion ground. Cars driving on such roads so early meant mostly one thing: trouble. He saw the car driving away and mumbling under his breath he walked out of the kitchen.


"Big house." Force-one said. Force-two, who rode the car, nodded. "We wait till a better time. The bands haven't arrived yet and I think we need some back force for this." They made their way back to the city.


Collector locked the door of her apartment and started to walk off the stairs. Her work was waiting and she didn't want to be late. If you're late, they are going to ask questions. Her mind was still with the bottle she got yesterday. The mutant was captured and banded, but the bottle was safe. She had made the usual with it and she felt now the effect. She also was thinking of the letter she had delivered this morning. "The ball is rolling more then ever."


Rogue looked at the others during breakfast. She was seated between Bobby and kitty, but they weren't paying attention to her. Besides Level, also two others had come yesterday. A boy who called himself Obros and another girl named Sarah. Those two were very quit, but Level meanwhile was chattering with everybody, accept her. Rogue felt lonely and just stared at her plate. Maybe she just have to go out or something. So she wouldn't be so locked up. She decided that she would go to the mall today and quickly finished her breakfast. While the others left to the danger room for practise, Rogue grab her coat and left the house. It wasn't a long walk and she could use some fresh air. "This day is going ta be a good day." She said to the air and she started walking to the city.

Note: now that my holiday has started I can update very quickly as you can see.