Xperimenting Xmas, day 20
December 20
"On the twentieth day of Christmas, my new friend gave to me... food for thoughts."
Carol and Rogue had decided to meet in a little café outside the school's grounds. "I spent ten years in a coma and when I woke up, I had no memory of anything at all. I was in a small hospital in Mississippi and no one knew me."
"Ten years... Amnesia might be why we didn't pick up on your brain signature."
"Might be. However, I started to get glimpses of my past. It's been a rough five years. Trying to find my place, my identity. A couple of months back, I finally got the last of my memories back, it was the scene at Mystique's place."
"She adopted me when I was a kid. Irene knew what my powers would be and how they could use me for the betterment of mutantkind. When my powers manifested, she sold me out to Magneto so he could use me to power a machine of his. The purpose was to turn baseline humans into mutants. At that point I had joined the X-Men and they saved me. Later, she had a telepath wipe my memories of my time with the X-Men and what she did to me. That's when you arrived. To me, you were threatening my beloved momma. Now I know what a wicked trick of hers it was."
"I see I wasn't the only one to suffer..."
"Your personality... I have a copy up here. It took over my body for a few hours, once. It saved my life. I had to lock you away, though. I was developing quite the split personality."
"I bet you were," Carol chuckled. "I understand so much more, now."
"I'm curious, how did you find me?"
"You were featured in a documentary they made on Xavier's life."
Rogue shook her head. Of course, it was obvious.