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A LIFE BEYOND LIVING

By DaLuded Goddess

~Mind speak~

/thoughts\

POV Change

Chapter 12: Aftermath part 2

          Jean and Mariah carefully entered Rogues mind unsure of it's

stability. The opened there astral selves eyes and witnessed a inevitable

war zone. Rogues mind was ripped into two completely different terrains one

peaceful and sedate full of beauty and calm. Blue skies painted overhead

billowing with long slender clouds taking the shape of her friends. Jean could

make out Professor X, Logan, Kurt, Remy and surprisingly herself. This was

their Rogue the one they came to fear but love. The other side was retiled

with dead rotting bodies. The ground seemed permanently stained blood red

the sky and eerie red mixed with dark grays and black. Jagged Mountains

looked down upon the fallen victims with little remorse. Amongst the fallen

a slender creature approached them slowly. Her clothes worn ragged and her

long curly locks cascading down her back with two shockingly white stripes

entangled in the unruly mane. It was Rogue or something resembling her. Her

face was hardened unlike the careless softness of their Rogue, Her eyes

were a deep crimson so different from Rogues beautiful pools of jade that

ensnarled the obviously retired Ragin Cajun. The girl's hands were calloused

and rough and had caked blood under the nails as if those fallen bodies were

massacred by her bare hands. The Woman stopped in front of them an

stopped. She raised her hands and lighting jumped from her hands towards

the ground where they stood they jumped out of the way just in time.

"You Missed" jean taunted

Rogue saw red. She griped Jean with and invisible hand and lifted her up

into the air where she preceded to squeeze until she angrily slammed Jean

into the ground and let go. Jean scrambled for air and looked at her.

"Know this wench I never miss," she yelled she lifted herself into the air.

"What is your purpose?"

"It's Us Rogue Jean and Mariah we want to know what's wrong with you that's

all we just want the old Rogue back" Jean said hoarsely still a little shocked

from the hostility coming off of Rogue directed at her.

Rogue's eyes swirled slightly turning green and her features slightly calmed

until the skies turned pitch black with a swirl of angry red Rogue lurched

back her hands crammed on her head screaming in agony.

"STAY OUT OF MY…………….."

~Back in reality~

"HEEEEAAAADDDDD!!!!!!!" Rogue screamed. A wave of power shoot out and

throw Jean and Mariah back . The others stepped

into the way to only be bombarded by Jean and Mariah  and slammed into the

walls as well.

Scott got up first and snapped a negating necklace on her {does anybody

remember the name of that?} neck. Rogue's eyes widened in surprise as she

fell helplessly and powerlessly to the ground. Remy slide over to her and

started checking her vitals and Dr. McCoy came up with a stretcher and

placed her on it. He injected something into her arm and silently took her

away.

"What happened in there??" Kitty asked phasing up through Jean.

"Yes I would like some answers as well" Professor X said wheeling towards

the group

"Her mind is at war.." Jean started, but Mariah interrupted knowing the full

truth.

"with herself. The self you helped shaped and the self that the military

trained." She added clarifying her words.  "She's orphan class since her

parents were military agents that means they weren't

allowed the luxury of a family when they violated this rule they took their

kids and trained them to be

killers with no remorse they trained to know how to kill eight thousand

different ways. Her powers are what kept her alive they allowed her to take

anything she ever wanted, the start of the most powerful mutant to ever

walk the earth that's what they wanted that's what they needed and well

she was the best the brightest the one without a conscience that's what the

government wanted and that's what the military delivered she was there

pawn and she never questioned want she did until, she had to work with her

father he remembered her but she didn't remember him. During the mission

she touched him on accident and started to remember his life her fathers

because she touched him she saw her birth how he fought to keep the people

from taking her and how he and her mom ran away she remembered my birth

and Michael's. She understood and sought us out we were in the military base

being trained she saved us and shipped me to Bishop's. She wrote to me

everyday letters with different names She never wrote to our house she

wrote to someone else to send to someone else to send to me it was hard I

got fewer and fewer letters until I got none I relized she had a life and she

knew that I was safe and that it became dangerous to send me anymore

letters she was always there for me and I was always there for her although

she never knew it. I think I figured out how this happened. The battle I

think Volandra placed and mental virus in her at the end it caused her life to

do a total 180 she thinks she's Kaylie military agent whose motto is there are

causalities just people in the way. She's the girl whose destroyed whole

cities and brought empires down with a simple flick of her wrist. That means

they need her whatever their up to know they need Rogue no they need

Kaylie." Mariah said finishing her story Prof. X listen intently never showing

any emotion in his face. The others on the other hand listened in horror how

could Rogue have killed so many people and still be….Rogue. Mariah continued

giving details of Rogue's or rather Kaylie's killing spree's the stories made

Sabertooth seem like a declawed kitten they didn't know what to do they

were all shocked at Rogue's past deathly shocked.

~elsewhere~

The ground shook. An eerie glow begin as the earth caved in on itself. A hand

dissipated into the air from the ground. Clawing at it and crawling, slowly

crawling out of the earthly grave. Dirt embedded on blonde hair as a blue

eyed dirt crested woman stood up out of breath and eyes burning with

anger. A figure approached her silently.

"All differences aside, I want them dead just as much as you but I need

them and after that I'll put them on a string and let you play with them all

you want do we have a deal?" A cool pale hand reached out into the night in

front of her. She looked up and timidly took his hand and shook it. He calmly

led her to his cleverly concealed jet and they were off.

~~~OMG I never thought this would ever get out!!! Sorry I haven't written in awhile things have been pretty hectic sorry bout that I'll try to update all my stories!!! Catch ya on da flipside buh byes!!!!~~~