"Rogue I can see something has gone terribly wrong when the mental barriers were removed...as well as your recent absorptions." Professor x said carefully. The reminders on what happened nine months ago were resurfacing. Charles Xavier was no fool. His telepathy is largely responsible for his intellect and understanding of mutant powers. He's observed every bit of information carefully after her concert out burst. Rogue took memories, intimately re-lived them, that was what was responsible for her unique ability to amplify a mutants power and wield it better than they could.

With such a great power within such an untrained girl it was cause for concern. When he first entered her mind he saw that it was most different from others. The mind is a beehive, full of twists and turns, it is most certainly not a box.

Rogue's mind was a labyrinth of beehives, one for each person she's touched. Quite possibly more complicated than his own, and he was the most powerful telepath on the planet.

With her intimate power and her young age, shady background, and instability Xavier had to justify to know one why he had locked up the physics, fragments, and memories.

It was for the better. But once you cage the beasts, they tend to get angry. Rogue's mind could easily be compared to a dangerous and complex beast.

"Silence you blithering fool."Rogue's lips moved, but it was evident this was not her voice. It lacked her accent, her sarcasm, and her use of language. "Now out of my way, or I will use this vessel to remove you permanently this time."

Xavier's eyes widened into fear, fear he had rarely expressed. He was a telepath, rarely was he surprised at anything. There were a number of possibilities he had in his mind. Magneto's psyche could have taken control, or this could be Rogue's way of rebelling, but he now realizes this was wishful thinking.

"Apocalypse." He whispered. "So you have realized your mistake I take it?" The voice of the ruler taunted. "You should have purified her mind again, of the plagues, then I have no doubt you would have discovered me, but no, you took the easy route. You blocked us."

"What is it you want apocalypse?"

"Fool what do you think I want?" The voice spat. "Control and revenge of the child that slayed my living form and forced a fragment of myself to live in her body to start with."

"It is hardly Rogue's fault your in her mind, you touched her, you put yourself there."

Apocalypse chose to ignore that comment. "Then I will proceed to take over this planet, and with me in control of the Messiah for Mutants and Humans alike, the "Chosen one" as your students would call her, will not stop me this time."

"What do you mean mutants? I realize she saved humans from your devices, but mutants?" He asked, trying to hide his worry by using curiosity.

"I never did reveal my other plans did I?"He asked with a smirk. "When I take over the planet only the most powerful shall survive. Survival of the fittest. Magneto, yourself, and Class Three mutants and above shall live all others will die, and I will start with the humans."

"That-that is barbaric." Xavier cried disbelieving. "You own kind?!" He demanded.

"Did you expect anything else? I am not Magneto, while I do kill for the sake of my own kind, I have no qualms with killing the weak mutants, survival of the fittest."

"How did you even manage this? Last time Rogue lost control, it took all the psyches at once. Rogue's mind is powerful one psych alone can not take over her." Xavier said as his eyes lowered.

Now Rogue was smiling she gave a sickening chuckle. "Oh you fool Xavier. Would you like to hear how I dripped poison into the girl's ears? You might had been proud about how long she resisted. But Rogue is an Omega Level mutant. You know what that feels like. Electrifying, addicting, like nothing you've ever experienced before. Eventually she had to use it, and use it like a starved girl, which she was."

"But I can see your stalling so I will leave before I am forced to kill Magneto, Storm, and Jean Grey. It would be such a waste of power to kill them."

With that Rogue carelessly waved her hand and Xavier's chair flew backwards and the front doors broke off.

"I will be seeing you soon I imagine, if you were wise you would pledge your allegiance to me, if not for yourself, for the sake of your students."


The cold unwelcoming hallway sang to him as Apocalypse used Rogue's body to further his own goals. He had no trouble getting into the base and wasted no time.

"Good evening Dr. Essex." He bloomed loudly and interrupted the man keeling over the microscope. Bright, bloodshot eyes stared across the room at him. Fascination glittering in the mad doctor.

"So it is possible. Chosen one indeed, Irene was right. I only regret it was not me to get their hands on the girl. But enough of the past, please my lord have a seat." He gestured at one of the chairs.

"And let me examine you I need to be sure you are not in any harm being in the girl's body." He added.

Apocalypse sighed angrily. "Essex I've no time for games, you may take the child's DNA later and run all the tests you'd like, but for now I want to see progress on my army."Clearly seeing what Essex really wanted.

"But of course my lord, this way."

Essex lead him into a warm room that glowed light green. Large containment filters and artificial wombs filled the room. In some there were floating babies, young and premature. In others there were full grown adults twitching in their sleep.

"And they have been given command chips in their mind?" Apocalypse asked. "But of course. We are nearly ready."


"Apocalypse?!" Scott shouted angrily. "We just finished with him and how he's taken over Rogue's body, who can somehow wield all of our powers at once...again!"

"Charles we know what happened the last time Rogue was able to do this." Beast said worriedly.

"You mean we got our asses kicked and could have died?" Evan said sarcastically. "Yeah teach, we all remember that happening."

"Professor we were not able to stop her last time." Jean said worriedly. "Ms. Grey would you please do me a favor and tell us something useful, preferably something we are NOT aware of." Magneto hissed at her.

"Enough Erik. Tensions are running high, but I have a theory on how we can stop her." Xavier said.

"Well out with it, every second we waste here is a second wasted on not taking Apocalypse down!" Iceman yelled.

"I'm getting to that." Xavier sighed. "This problem started in the mind and that is where it must end, on the astral plane of Rogue's mind."

The room went silent. Erik was nodding thoughtfully.

"What in ze hell is that?!" Kurt asked.

"Language Kurt." Professor X remarked sternly. "I realize your sister is in danger and this angers you, but anger will not solve anything at this point."

"An astral plane is...to put it into terms for you to understand it will be a battle of the minds, in the mind, Rogue's to be specific." Magneto supplied.

"Yes, we will divide into two assault teams to deal with Apocalypse, for an assault on both fronts. Magneto, Kurt, and Logan will be on the first team to assault Apocalypse physically. Scott, Jean, myself, and Kitty will be on the second team battling for Rogue's mind."

"Professor I don't think I will be able to attack my own swister." Kurt said sadly.

"Kurt your job is to watch Magneto and Wolverine's back and should something go wrong get them out. Kitty and Scott's job will be to defend Jean and I while our minds are on the astral plane."

"What are the rest of us going to do?" Evan asked.

"Apocalypse will not be alone, the rest of you will fight whatever he dares to throw at us."


The jet ride was nearly intolerable as most students fidgeted in their seats remembering the last time Apocalypse rose. When they finally did reach their destination, tracking the home calling beacon that is in every X-Men uniform, Professor Xavier, for the second time that day got a nasty shock.

"Essex!" He called out loudly. "Nathanial Madman Essex."


(Flashback)

Though he knew it was wrong, he still couldn't resist. The 11-year old boy was far from perfect, and knew his father had been lying to him. For the past five years it's been the same.

First his father had re-located his family to America, then never stayed long, when he did come home. Always making trips to Europe and Asia. Little Charles could see something relentless in his father's eye as he would lock himself away studying papers and maps, looking for something, then leaving again. When he did come home he was always angry and disappointed fiddling away at his diary.

His father was obsessed and often retired to the library with a bottle of Brandy or Scotch.

Charles was careful not to wake his father as he tugged at the book in his lap. Carefully he opened to the latest entry.

May 15, 1959

I have once again failed, Essex escaped only days before I arrived this time. I admit to growing weary chasing this madman down, from England to Buda-Pest to Turkey to France where he has made his latest escape. And as always, left behind a disaster of pain and horror.

It is always the same, I arrive at his new lab with the authorizes to find tortured souls chained and imprisoned. Experimented on like animals. Some with deformities, altered appearance, and some clearly failed and left to is never there.

Sometimes I wonder how the man lives with himself, though I imagine he is not man anymore. A monster, yes an obsessed monster who will stop at nothing to feed his knowledge, it doesn't matter who he hurts or kills.

It reminds me of his poor wife, his first victim. He cared about her enough not to kill her, as he did others but I am told the broken hearten women has not spoke a word since he left. Sometimes I find children in the cells, sometimes alive, sometimes not.

He will never cease, and neither can I, for the sake of these innocents. I need the help of alcohol to close my eyes every night. I know it is not healthy, but with any luck I will sleep peacefully and pray I never see my son in one of those cells, whether I am dreaming or otherwise.


It would be years until Charles Xavier fully understood his father, and his father's diary. And even longer until he had the capabilities to take on his fathers war. But now, for the first time in a long time, Charles Xavier has that opportunity to finish what his father started.


So what do you think? Do you like that I've added Essex in there?

The next chapter is going to be a battle called "War on Two Fronts".

So has anyone read the Uncanny Avengers? The second one was my favorite Rogue and Wanda should have a book to themselves. There was an awful lot of name calling in that issue.

(Rogue to Wanda):"Nut-job!"

(S-Man to Rogue):"Your lover Magneto henchmen..."

(Red Skull talking to Wanda about Rogue): "Your fathers whore."

(Wanda to Rogue): "Terrorist Scum!"

And by the way the fifth book has a new artist(thank god) and in the preview Rogue was having an argument with Wasp, I can't wait to see that!

Anyway RR Time!:

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