Nemesis

The worst thing you could ever do is piss off The Rogue, which is what a certain red head had accomplished that morning. Rogue can take a lot of shit from people and you could say pretty much anything you wanted to her but you don't question her loyalty. Apparently, Charles had informed Jean of her past in labs until she was fifteen and then her time in the guild. She was dangerous; Rogue had been trained to kill since she was five. She also knew how to get in and out of places without anyone being the wiser.

So you don't want to piss off Rogue because she knew how to kill, make it look like an accident, and no one would know you were dead until you didn't show up for work. The Rogue was a twisted person and Marie knew. However, Rogue was who she was night and day. Marie only appeared for Charles and Beth now.

Using powers she had stored; she found out that Jean was in the danger room. She rode the elevator down; on the outside she looked calm and cool like nothing was wrong but on the inside there was a storm brewing. She was so glad that telepaths had no clue what she was thinking. She stepped off the elevator with an air of calmness that Storm would be proud of. She swiped her card and had her retina scanned before the doors opened for the danger room which made Rogue laugh just a little because it was about to turn into the war room.

The red head stood in uniform talking with Logan about a simulation they were going to run. She walked up behind Jean, "Excuse me. Jean, may I have a word." It was the politest that Rogue had ever been toward the woman. Jean nodded to Logan who grumbled and left the room. "What can I do for you, Rogue?" Rogue smiled at the woman in front of her. She was glad that at one point the Guild had worked with the Brotherhood allowing her to obtain some of Magneto's powers. So as she was speaking with Jean she was sealing the door shut.

"Ah really don't need much other than for you to mind your own damn business." Her accent was heavy; it usually was when she was pissed. "What I've done in my life is none of your concern." Jean was taken back but soon caught up. "It is my business when it involves these kids. So if you don't mind I have something I need to do."

"Nah-uh, Bitch. Let me tell you something, Jean. You may be Queen around here but I'm not bowing down and we are not finished. My loyalties lie with Charles and you have no right to question his choices. I do as my father asks and no more or less. I have never done anything to prove that I was traitor. I don't go where I'm not supposed to and I follow the rules to an extent. I train those kids with more patience than I was given, believe me. I had a mouth like Jubes and I got smacked down for it. So you have no reason to question me."

Rogue felt the voices in her head stir and was glad she wasn't sixteen anymore or Jean be dead by now. "I have every right. I don't know you Rogue. So, I have to question you. You are in the Guild and a known ally of the Brotherhood. You are a traitor and whore." Rogue felt her fist clench and before Marie could tell her 'no' she lunged for Jean slamming her into the floor. Then her mind went blank. She couldn't remember anything after she lunged and before she felt arms pulling at her; holding her arms tight against her side.

Jean was covered in blood and Scott had his arms wrapped around her. Jean's chest was heaving, "You are dangerous you have no right to be around children ever, even your own." At this Rogue smiled, "Yeah well at least I can have kids. You're sterilized." Jean gasped as did everyone in the room which was half the school. "How?" "You're not the only who has ways of finding things out and by the way, I'm not the whore. I know you've been with most of the men here before you got your claws into Scott."

"Let me go," Jean said it with no emotion. Scott let Jean go but Logan held Rogue and was smart enough to know not to let her go. Jean left the room with tears in her eyes and Scott followed glaring at Rogue who rolled her eyes. Once they were gone she felt the pressure of arms leave her. People were staring at her, "What?" People flinched at her words. "Oh please, like you haven't heard the rumors about me. I'm a killer and a thief. You're not just realizing this now, are you?"

She adjusted her clothes and left the room. She took notice that the door was clawed and melted which brought a smile to her face. She was leaving the Mansion for a while… Charles was going to be pissed that she had attacked Jean but she had started it. Jean had told people she wasn't to be trusted and that her advice wasn't that good. What-the-fuck-ever, was all Rogue could think. The woman was in her thirties but still acted like she was in high school. She got in her car and left heading for New Orleans where she could make some money and get out the urge to kill someone.