A/N: AH! YOU GUYS ARE GREAT. THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS. I JUST LOVE READING THEM. I AGREE WITH A LOT OF YOUR IDEAS. I WILL PUT THEM IN AND THIS FIC IS NOW OFFICALLY A RIETRO. I STILL DON'T HAVE AN ENEMY THO. THIS WILL BE ANTI-XAVIER. NO OFFENCE TO ANYONE WHO LIKES THE GUY. I LIKE HIM TOO BUT IM EXPLORING THE OTHER SIDE HERE AND THERE'S A BIG POSSIBILITY THAT HE'S BAD. ANYWAY, JUST FOR NOW, IN THIS STORY, LET'S PRETEND HE IS. AS MUCH AS I LIKE TO SEE ROGUE GET INTO A BIG DEADLY FIGHT WITH HER FORMER TEAM MEMBERS, I JUST DON'T THINK THEIR POWERS COULD COMPARE TO HERS SO I NEED A REALLY POWERFUL AND EVIL ENEMY. HELP ME OUT HERE.

ANYWAY, HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ENJOY.

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"Why the hell is she here?" Wanda demanded irritably.

"She lives with us, yo." Todd replied as he stepped closer to Wanda who gave him a face and backed away.

"This is my house. I want her out." Wanda declared firmly.

"Actually, this is Mystique's house who happens to be my mother so technically, this is my house." Rogue argued insolently.

"Wrong! How dare you come into this house and act like you own it? Go back to your family, X freak!" Wanda yelled.

"This is my family! Now, you listen here, you delusional little brat. I'm staying and you either live with it or we fight to the death! Whoever if left standing, obviously gets to stay." Rogue retorted furiously. No one, not even Wanda was going to make her leave.

"Fine. To the death it is."

"Stop it!" Lance yelled. "Now, you two settle this and both of you better be breathing in the end. Deal with each other! I am not going to let you fight each other just to live here. You are both welcome to stay. Now, before anything else happens, you two clean this mess since you started it!" He ordered firmly.

They had just finally managed to pry Rogue and Wanda from each other and he was not about to let them get back to fighting again, ruining everything else or worse, kill each other.

"Don't order me around, Lance." Wanda said angrily.

"Wanda, cut the crap. You two start moving! I want this house cleaned in an hour!" He yelled.

Everyone waited for Wanda to lash out, strangle Lance or all of them but nothing. She just glared at them, groaned and turned back.

"Fine!" She yelled as she walked towards the kitchen, stomping angrily on her way.

They all looked at Lance curiously, as if amazed at how he took a stand and made Wanda, who happened to be the most stubborn person other than Rogue, listen.

"Okay, that was not possible." Pietro said. "She should have killed you."

Lance shrugged, not really interested on thinking about Wanda's somewhat easy compliance.

"Roguey, come on, move. No special treatment." He said and she rolled her eyes at him, muttered something but obeyed anyway.

Rogue and Wanda started to clean their mess, cursing to themselves, complaining quietly and avoiding each other as much as possible.

"This is torture." Rogue groaned, as she stretched in a cat like manner not completely missed by Pietro who was watching her appreciatively.

The house was finally cleaned and restored, thanks to her new and improved powers and Wanda too who contributed as well.

Wanda smirked as she watched Rogue. "Talk about copying someone else's style." She said as she glared at Rogue's black clothes.

"Excuse me? Was I talking to you?" Rogue shot out, glaring at her.

"Not only do you come here and take the house that I live in. You also steal my style of clothes." Wanda declared angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, miss-I-want-everything-my-way-because-I-was-in-a-mental- hospital." Rogue retorted sarcastically. "I didn't know black was your color. Sorry I forgot that little piece of very important information. Please, forgive me, your highness?" Rogue finished off with a satisfied scoff, as she whipped her body around and walked towards her room.

"What did you call me?" Wanda demanded, her eyes narrowing into small saucers.

"Um, girls can you take it easy on each other?" Pietro asked cautiously.

"Shut up!" Wanda hissed at her brother.

"Christ, Wanda, give it up already!" Rogue yelled exasperatedly. "I mean what is it with you? So, I live here. Big deal. It's not like I'm trying to replace you. Your old room is still there. Now, if you're still not done being angry, I suggest you go outside and beat a tree or something. I'm pretty sure it won't complain but I personally would like to get back to my room and sleep."

"This isn't over, X freak." Wanda declared calling after her as Rogue continue to walk up the stairs.

"Yeah. Yeah." Rogue muttered, finally disappearing into the second floor.

"Um, Wanda, hate to interrupt you sweettums, but I was just wondering, yo, if you and Roguey over there are going to do this everyday because I'd like it if you guys made a schedule so that I can avoid being in the house while you try to kill each other." Todd said, grinning at her innocently and waiting for the inevitable smack on the face.

"Ugh!" She groaned as she stormed out of the living room. Sometimes, Todd was just too much to bear.

"Hey, do you think they'd do mud fights in bikinis?" Todd asked, looking back at the guys, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Ewww! That's my sister and Rogue," Pietro exclaimed, making a face. "Well, since Rogue is in it, it doesn't seem like such a bad----never mind. Todd, can you not talk about my sister like that?" He asked.

"Hey, Wanda is a total babe, and so is Roguey, yo. I wouldn't complain with either one of them." Todd said grinning like a mad idiot and Pietro stood up, blurred and smacked him upside the head.

"That is what they would do if they heard you." He said.

"You are all driving me insane!" Lance exclaimed, rubbing his forehead to soothe his migraine.

"Well, what do you expect? There are two completely hotheaded, unrelenting girls in the house who want to annihilate each other and then there's Todd hitting on both of them, driving them even crazier and the rest of us insane." Pietro smiled, amused.

"Pietro, you should talk." Todd retorted.

"Okay, what are you talking about now?"

"Yo, you were so hitting on Roguey last night. Don't think we didn't see you all rubbing her back and listening to her problems."

"I was not hitting on her! I was trying to make her feel better and why the hell were you snooping on us?" He said, trying to justify himself; feeling completely embarrassed for being caught.

"So, you're an "us" now? Yo, talk about quick." Todd chuckled, baiting him.

"We--me and Rogue are not an "us". Why are we talking about me anyway?"

"Because you brought it up." Todd answered.

"And you're denying it which means you really like her." Lance spoke up, causing him to even feel more humiliated. It was so obvious. Pietro wasn't the kind to deny anything, especially girls, no matter how untrue. In fact, out of all of them, he was usually the one to brag, and gloat until their ears turned sore from listening to him.

It was amusing to see Pietro blush and still deny everything that Todd accused him of.

"I can't believe you're ganging up on me." Pietro said with a sigh.

"Petey, take it easy. I think Roguey likes you too." Blob said calling him by his nickname.

"Really?"

"I was just messing with you." Blob joked, laughing hysterically and almost choking on his sandwich.

"Serves you right. And stop calling me Petey." He groused as he blurred and walked away.

"I was just joking!" Blob called after him.

"Petey likes Roguey! Petey likes Roguey!" Todd chanted as he hopped around the living room.

"Don't let her hear you say that or she'll choke the life out of you." Lance warned.

Todd stopped, thought about it for a brief second and frowned. "Yeah, can't forget that." He said.

Lance chuckled, shaking his head.



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Xavier shook his head as he listened to Scott report about Rogue.

"She's not listening to us professor. Her emotions are out of control." Rogue said solemnly. "And she said something." He added hesitantly.

"What is it?"

"She said that you knew when she left. Is it true?"

Xavier shook his head and sighed. "I did not know that she was gone. I sensed that she was troubled but it seems that she placed a mental block so that I could not reach her."

"She can do that?" He asked, shocked.

"Yes, she is very powerful, I'm afraid." Xavier answered.

"Will she hurt us?" He queried.

He nodded grimly, his face in a slight frown. "She won't hesitate. I'm afraid she's already started abusing her powers. You do know of a boy named Duncan from your school, don't you?"

Scott nodded.

"He's in the hospital as we speak. He's been there since last night. She attacked him." He announced.

"She wouldn't. Not without a good reason."

"But she did, Scott. And we have to stop her." He stated firmly.

Scott nodded, feeling slightly uneasy about his discovery. Why would she attack him? It didn't make sense.

"Her anger triggers her powers." The professor replied, reading Scott's mind. "I suspect that he infuriated her and she lashed out on him. His condition is very critical. We can't allow Rogue to repeat this."

"What can we do? She's too powerful."

"We'll have to weaken her. She isn't as powerful as she is meant to be. Rogue is new to this. We still have a chance." The professor stated.

"What about the Brotherhood? They won't let us get near her."

"Then let her come to us." Xavier replied cryptically.

"How?"

"We'll think of that later. Jean has already briefed the others." He said quietly. "I need your full support on this. As leader of the X-men, I can't have you second guessing me. Your team mates need your strength." Xavier declared slyly when he sensed Scott's doubts.

"I'm sorry, professor. If, course I'm with you. You have my full support." Scott apologized quietly, feeling like a deserter for doubting the professor who was like a father to him.

He had no right to suspect Xavier. He had saved him and his brother too and all the rest of them. He gave them a life, a chance to live freely and appreciate what they had, what they were.

He---they-owed professor their lives and utmost loyalty.

Why couldn't Rogue understand that?

"You may go." Xavier stated, dismissing him quietly.

Scott nodded as he walked out of Xavier's office, letting out a sigh the minute the door closed behind him.

The thought of Rogue hurting someone unnerved him. As uncontrollable and unpredictable she was, Rogue was not the kind to go out hurting others. Not with a valid, reasonable explanation.

But the professor would never lie. Not about something as crucial as this.

Right?

Scott frowned and thought back of when he last saw Rogue which was this morning. She looked fine; obviously very livid but fine. She didn't appear like she had just hurt someone, much less almost killed them.

But this was Rogue. She was unpredictable, emotionally unstable, and confrontational. She had the very characteristics of someone ready to fly into a rage.

The professor was right. She was a ticking time bomb. She would destroy all of them.

They had to stop her.

Whatever the cost.

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A/N: TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!

OH, CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHAT APOCALPSE IS LIKE AND MAYBE A WEBSITE THAT FEATURES HIM? IM THINKING, HE'D MAKE A GOOD BAD GUY BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW HIS CHARACTER WELL ENOUGH.

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