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Just so y'all know I'm not going to jump straight into the main storyline just yet, even though I've given a hint at the end of my last chap of things to come. But I've got to get through the Carol conflict first, which I'm guessing will only be a couple more chapters, so be patient--LOL!

*** ","will mean memories, or dreams.

*** , will mean conversations, fights, etc done inside the mind. (Don't worry, in case you forget I'll let you know when something is done in the mind, or is a memory.)

Now, chap 7 is here!



Chapter 7: Dominating the Guilty

"Well, nothing appears to be wrong," said Xavier as he came out of probing Rogue's mind. "Strange, she is there, but she didn't fight me when I entered your mind or try to hide from me. She's just existing and nothing more."

Rogue stood up from the living room couch. "What do ya mean? Ya think maybe she's given up on bein' angry wit' me?" Rogue queried.

"It would seem so," replied Xavier. "But just to be on the safe side I'd like to examine you once again tomorrow afternoon."

"All right," said Rogue. "G'night, Professor."

"Goodnight, Rogue," he said, but then added, "And remember what we talked about earlier, it was not your fault she died. They had forced you to hurt her so don't feel you were the one to blame."

Rogue nodded and headed upstairs. Though she didn't truly believe she wasn't responsible for the girl's death.

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Not long after Rogue had talked with Xavier, she went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. She stepped out of the shower and stared at the mirror at her reflection.

Suddenly she couldn't see where she was anymore, only ballet concerts that she'd never been to and parents that she didn't remember having. Her mind was being flooded with the memories of someone else and it was so much until she fell unconscious on the soft rug of the bathroom floor.

***Rogue looked around. She was in a room she recognized. She was inside the room in which she'd been forced to absorb the girl when she'd been in Area 51. Though Trask wasn't there this time, nor were his guards.

"Welcome," said a voice hidden in the darkness of the room.

Rogue gasped as the person from which the voice came stepped forward.

"What's the matter, murderer? Don't recognize your handiwork?" the blond girl asked mockingly.

Rogue felt the same guilt weigh her down that had been somewhat doing so since she'd first absorbed the girl.

"Do you remember what you did to me? I died unable to feel anything except pain!"

"Ah'm sorry for what Ah've done t' ya," Rogue apologized sincerely.

The girl's face twisted into a sarcastic smile, "Sorry? You're sorry! You took everything from me! I was making straight A's in high school, I was going to college off of a scholarship, I had an amazing boyfriend and family that cared about me, not to mention I had super-strength, invulnerability and I could fly because of my powers and who makes me lose all those things? A bratty gothic bitch with no appreciation for life or those who even bother to care about her!"

Rogue felt sick, each word the girl had spoken had cut through her heart like a dagger. "Ah didn't mean t' hurt ya. Trask made me-"

"SHUT UP!" the girl screamed. "I don't care how innocent you pretend to be to get other people to feel sympathy for you, but I know the truth! And the truth is YOU'RE a murderer, guilty as sin! And now you're going to pay."

Rogue couldn't speak; she was too consumed with guilt that had been caused by her victim's harsh words. The blond brought her face close to Rogue's.

"Take a good look at me, your victim Carol Danvers. Take a really good look because I am the last person you're ever going to see that will even know you're here," she said.

She threw Rogue into the same metal-binding chair that she had been in the first time they'd met. Rogue tired to rip her binds away, but this time she couldn't.

"Don't even try to get free. You couldn't have even escaped that military base before if weren't for my powers, you thief! You see, since I have been stuck in your head I've had a lot of time to think about the proper punishment for you and my own release from this pathetic excuse for a mind. I decided what better way to punish you than to dominate over your mind and body and live life like I was supposed to before you murdered me," Carol said.

"What! No, ya can't!" Rogue said in outrage.

"Can't I? I'll just fill your place while your detained here," Carol said. "You'll be locked up in here and get to watch me hurt everyone you care about just like you hurt me."

Before Rogue could protest anymore a white light filled the room for a few moments and then Carol was gone. ***

She lifted Rogue's naked body off of the bathroom floor and observed its curves and features. She made a small smile.

"Well, at least she's pretty, but I guess I'll have to make due with her freaky hair, or maybe I could dye it blond," Carol said to herself.

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The next morning Carol awoke and her eyes met a pair of yellow ones. She yelped and kicked the yellow-eyed beast off the bed.

"Vhat did you do vhat for?" asked Kurt as he stood up again, rubbing the back of his head. "Are you trying to give ve a concussion!"

"Well, you shouldn't have been trying to scare me like that!"

Kurt noticed something was strange about her voice, but ignored it and continued. He didn't realize that Rogue's Southern accent was missing from her words. "Vhat are you talking about? I just came in here to vake you up like I always do vhen you don't get up on time-you know how the professor gets vhen ve're late for early morning training sessions," the blue, elf mutant said.

"Whatever. If you weren't trying to scare me than why are you wearing that hideous mask?" she asked.

Kurt looked at her with a hurt expression. "How could you say something like vhat, Rogue?" he said quietly and disappeared with a poof of smoke.

*Wait, those yellow eyes and freaky face were really his? He must be mutant. Apparently one that cares about this Rogue girl that I've taken the body of or my comment wouldn't have fazed him. Good, starting with him, everyone Rogue loves is going to suffer and she gets to helplessly watch! This is going to be more fun than I thought! * Carol mused evilly.

She happily got out of the bed and went to Rogue's closet, but was not pleased by what she saw.

"Of course a goth would own nothing, but gothic clothing," she muttered as she rummaged through the girl's closet.

Then she noticed the other closet right across from her, which she didn't know belonged to Rogue's roommate, Kitty "Shadowcat" Pryde. She went through the other girl's closet and put on a sky blue shirt and short jean skirt along with a pair of matching sandals, all of which were Kitty's.

Carol walked down the hallway and was just about to stride down the staircase when she saw several teenagers, dressed in slightly odd uniforms headed for an elevator across from her. One of them noticed she was standing there and ran over to her.

"Rogue, come on! You're going to be, like, late if you don't hurry up and get to the Danger Room!" said Kitty, leading Carol with her to the elevator, "And isn't that, like, one of my outfits! Oh, never mind, just come on and get dressed before Scott gets on our cases for our major lateness!"

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Once Kitty had given Carol Rogue's uniform, they went straight to the Danger Room with the other X-men students. As Storm started the training simulation from the control room, Carol had an idea.

Don't ya touch them! Rogue yelled at Carol.

I told you, Rogue, I'm going to hurt everyone you love with you as the audience. Carol thought back in response.

Suddenly, robots appeared and began battling with the X-men, testing their teamwork.

"Rogue, Nightcrawler's in trouble, go help him!" Cyclops ordered as he blasted robots with his optic beams.

Carol instead gaited toward Cyclops with an evil smile. "I like your powers," she said, "Can I barrow them?"

He was so busy battling drones he didn't notice his own supposedly teammate advancing on him. She pulled off her glove and let her bare hand touch his face. He instantly passed out and Carol shocked the team of mutants as she began blasting the X-men with Cyclops' powers. Carol not only could have complete control over Rogue's powers, but the powers of mutants she absorbed as well.

Storm was horrified when she realized what was happening and quickly stopped the training simulation. She flew into the room and tried to reason with Rogue whose body was being wielded by Carol.

"Rogue, calm down," Storm said as peacefully as possible.

"Rogue? Why, there's no one here by that name," Carol said mockingly and blasted an optic beam at the white-haired woman. Storm was sent flying into a metal wall, which hazed her vision a bit as she lied on the floor.

Carol used one of her own powers, flight, to lift as high as the ceiling. The injured X-men looked up at who appeared to be their friend and teammate, Rogue.

"None of you are getting out of here, so don't try. And while each of you die remember that it was Rogue that caused you this pain. Remember that because she murdered Carol Danvers you're all going to be killed today," Carol said.

The X-men looked at her stunned and confused. But as Carol was continuing her speech the weather-witch's eyesight was clearing and she was rising up from the floor.

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Remy lit a cigarette as he sat down at a downtown café. He had smooth talked a waitress into revealing to him that Rogue came to this particular place every Friday and Saturday afternoon. He was even sitting in the exact booth the waitress had said Rogue regularly did, but where was she? It was becoming late and she hadn't shown up yet.

*Maybe I should go home an' try t' find her tomorrow. I'm too tired t' be worryin' bout seein' her now. Magneto's job for me is jus' gonna have t' wait. *

Remy put a tip on the table and departed from the café.

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"Ah, just stop," Pietro said and made an exasperated sigh. He looked at his teammates tiredly as they stood outside. "Don't you remember any fight- training my father taught you, or Mystique for that matter?"

Todd and Fred stared at him blankly.

"Guess that's a 'no'," Lance said, trying not to laugh at his teammates' feeble attempts of combat.

Pietro ignored Lance and continued, "Blob, you have an excessive amount of strength and Toad you've got good agility-you both have got to learn how to use your abilities to your advantage, instead of disadvantage."

Fred and Todd nodded as if they understood.

"Okay, let's try this again," said Quicksilver, trying to be patient. His chin was still slightly reddened from yesterday when Lance had punched him, reminding him to not be so hard on his teammates.

Pietro gestured for the two to start again. Blob lounged forward at Toad, who jumped from his grasp and flipped over the massive boy. Then as Blob tried to grab Toad again he succeeded, but tripped sending both of them to the ground.

"Get him off me yo! I can't breathe!" Todd cried.

Lance and Pietro rushed over to the boy that was trapped beneath Fred's huge body. After Lance and Pietro helped the two off the ground, they burst into laughter.

"Sorry, Todd," Fred apologized.

"Man, that stuff isn't funny, yo! Fred could've killed me!" Todd wined, rubbing his now sore stomach, which was the part of him that Blob had pinned down.

The speedy silver-haired boy looked at Fred and Todd hopelessly. "This isn't working-just shoot me," Pietro said sarcastically.

"I would love to," came a voice.

"Mystique," Pietro said with disdain as he turned to face her.

The ground shook a little at Lance's command as his eyes fell upon her. "Unless you want to rumble, I suggest you get off our property, Mystique," Lance threatened.

"It might come to a surprise to all of you, but I didn't come here to fight," she said. "I came here to talk, and since Wanda can't stand the very sight of you, Quicksilver, I came here alone."

"Yeah, we heard about your little teaming up with Wanda, but what do you want from us, yo?" Todd wondered.

"I have an offer for you," Mystique replied.

"Yeah? Exactly what sort of offer?" Pietro asked; his blue eyes narrowed at her suspiciously. He was curious to hear what she had to say, but he distrusted the shape-shifter nonetheless.

A/N: What kind of offer is Mystique taking about? Will Carol be stopped before she hurts and/or kills some of the X-men? You've gotta REVIEW and I will load the next chap very soon so y'all can find out! Cam:. Chao!