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            "Okay…" Psylocke said, taking charge. "Rogue and I will try to clear people out." Kitty and Jubilee nodded. "You're Jubilation Lee, right?" She said, addressing the new girl.

            "Yeah, how'd you--" Jubilee started. Psylocke interrupted her.

            "You and Gambit distract thing, get it close to the balcony, here." Psylocke pointed to the floor below them. "Shadowcat, when it gets close enough, you jump down and phase through it." She instructed. Jubilee and Shadowcat nodded. Psylocke ran off down the escalator, and jumped off halfway down. Shadowcat crouched below the wall that acted as a railing where people could look down to the floor below, so the sentinel wouldn't be alerted to her presence. Jubilee leaned over the wall and yelled.

            "Hey!" Gambit heard her shout behind and above him as he charged up and flung anything at the robot he could get his hands on. He looked at her as if she were crazy, then her hands lit up. "Hey, you mechanical piece of space trash!" She let the firecracker fly. The sentinel's attention was diverted to the girl. It moved closer in her direction, and fired laser beams at the fireworks.

            Rogue, standing behind the sentinel and out of its path, noticed a blonde woman standing behind Gambit. "Hey! Hey!" The woman shouted at the sentinel, trying to draw its attention from the young girl. Gambit didn't hear her as he continued to try and distract the robot as well.

            "Hey, lady! Get out of the way!" Rogue hollered at the woman. When she didn't respond, Rogue took off running to try and push the woman out of harms way.

            "Rogue! Wait!" Psylocke shrieked from under the escalator. Rogue didn't hear her as she leapt at the woman, pushing her out of the sentinel's path.

            "Get offa me!" The woman cried. She tried pushing Rogue off of her, but not knowing about her powers, she pushed at Rogue's face. Rogue began to absorb the woman. She couldn't do anything unless the woman let go, and the woman couldn't, until she fell unconscious.

            "Rogue!" Psylocke yelled as she bent down at the woman's side. "Rogue, are you alright?"

            "Ah, Ah dunno. Ah feel weird… she held on for so long." Rogue said. Psylocke almost couldn't hear her over the cries and screams of the people in the mall, but she augmented Rogue's thoughts to hear her. They both looked down at the blonde woman, Psylocke recognized her from Sinister's files.

            "Oh my god, it's Carol Danvers." She mumbled to herself.

            "Who?" Rogue asked. She didn't know if she hadn't heard Psylocke or just didn't know the name.

            "Rogue, fly up and grab Shadowcat and drop her into the sentinel before it nukes us with any of that green paralyzing goo!" Psylocke took charge again.

            "Fly?!" Rogue screamed, confused. Psylocke looked down at Carol as she drug her away.

            "While you still can! Go!" Psylocke directed her. Rogue didn't know what she was doing, but she willed herself to fly, and she did. Gambit, Jubilee and Shadowcat watched in amazement. Rogue hovered above Shadowcat as she attempted to gain her bearings with this foreign power. Rogue reached down and grabbed Shadowcat's hand, hoisting her into the air. The sentinel attempted to lock onto their signals to fire missiles at them, but Gambit resumed throwing explosive plastic silverware at it, drawing its full attention. Rogue dropped Shadowcat into the sentinel's head. As she phased through it, the sentinel began shorting out, it fell backward. Someone with a video camera was filming the events as close as possible. Despite the fact a giant robot was about to fall on him, he didn't move. Out of instinct, Rogue flew down to push him out of the way. Unfortunately, the sentinel was falling too quickly, and all Rogue could do was try to protect the boy with her body. Much to her surprise, the sentinel broke apart around her as it hit Rogue's body. They were safe. Shadow cat emerged out the tipping foot of the robot, and landed on her butt.

            "Whoa…" She said, rubbing her head. "kinda dizzy…" Gambit came to her aid.

            "You alright, Kate?" He asked her. She looked up at him as if she were about to throw up.

            "No… I think it was too much… too big." She bellowed.

            "Don' you worry none, p'tite." Gambit said as he picked her up, over the threshold style.

            "Rogue, get Jubilee, help me with Carol and let's get out of here!" Psylocke shouted from in front of the mall entrance. Rogue did as she was instructed, and they ran to the car. They were able to disappear before the police could stop them.

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            "Oh… mah head." Rogue groaned from the passenger seat.

            "I'd kiss it an' make it better, chère, but I'm drivin'." Remy said as he glanced at her.

            "Ugh… your head…" Kitty competed.

            "So that was a sentinel?" Betsy asked.

            "Oui." Remy answered.

            "Wow! We took down a sentinel!" Jubilee shouted with glee.

            "What're you doin' back in Bayville, anyhow?" Rogue asked her, trying hard not to look at Carol, laid over the three girls' laps in the backseat as she contorted to address Jubilee.

            "When people back in L.A. found out I was a mutant, they started attacking us… throwing bricks through our windows and stuff. So I bolted. I figured if I wasn't there, they wouldn't hurt my foster parents. I hitched my way here, but I've been too nervous to go back the institute."  Nobody pressed any further, as they were all too well acquainted with her plight. "So who are you and why is the Acolyte here?" She asked Betsy, demandingly.

            "Bollocks… it's a long story. We'll explain it to you when we get back home."

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            Betsy watched as Hank situated Carol in the bed in the Med Lab. In the bed on her other side, Remy sat talking to Rogue. Kitty was asleep on the bed next to her.

            "So what do you know about Ms. Danvers?" Hank asked Betsy.

            "Umm… not much. Her codename with the Avengers is Ms. Marvel." Hank nodded as he wrote down what she said. "Her powers include…" She had to think hard to recall Sinister's file. "Uh, flight, the ability to fly in space unprotected, super strength, invulnerability, and… uh… oh there's one more… Oh! A 7th sense." She listed, proud of her memory.

            "7th sense?" Hank asked.

            "Yes, she can sense danger before it happens." Hank nodded and walked away.

            "She's yelling at me, Remy. She keeps sayin' Ah ruined her life… why won't she go away?" Rogue was furiously wringing her hands. She subconsciously started hitting the back of her head against the pillow on the bed, turned upward slightly so she could sit up.

            "It's alright, Roguey… shut her out, jus' listen to me." He took her hand, trying to comfort her.

            "She's so loud. Louder than the others."

            "Can you do somethin'?" Remy asked Betsy. She was shocked to have been brought into the conversation.

            "Oh, I don't know. Maybe something temporary, just until the professor gets back." She said. Remy nodded. He got up from the bed and stood by Rogue's side, still holding her hand. Betsy took his place sitting closely in front of her. "Okay, Rogue, relax." Rogue looked up at Remy.

            "It's okay, she knows what she's doin'." He encouraged her. She looked back at Betsy then shut her eyes and leaned back in the hospital bed.

            Psylocke closed her eyes as well and put her hands on Rogue's head, making sure her auburn and white hair acted as a thin layer of protection. Psylocke focused hard and once again a butterfly separated itself from her. It flew into Rogue's head, between her eyes.

(A/N: The following takes place in Rogue's head until it says otherwise.)

            The butterfly was startled to find a vast empty space. There seemed to be no end. Psylocke decided she had to do something, so she flew straight ahead. She managed to pick up a good amount of speed, then she heard a voice.

            "Where do you think you're going?" She stopped moving and looked around. When she didn't see anything, she kept going.

            "Stop laughin' at me!"

            "Shut up!" Psylocke heard the first voice yelling at the Blob. She stopped again, and once again saw nothing. She started flying again.

            "Alex, hold my hand!" a young Scott screamed.

            "I said SHUT UP!" The first voice yelled again. Psylocke stopped to look around again, but took her time. She apprehensively began to fly off, when there was a woman standing in front of her.  "Where do you think you're going?" It was Carol Danvers. Psylocke had to think for a second.

            "I was looking for you." She said meekly.

            "Well, you found me. Now what do you want?" Carol was angry.

            "Uh, well… I was hope that you would, y'know… knock it off." Psylocke mumbled. Carol began to laugh.

            "I don't think so."

            "Uh, please?" Psylocke was intimidated.

            "Uh, no" Carol repeated.

            "Why not?" Psylocke asked.

            "Why not? Why not?" Carol quickly grew livid. "That girl took my powers. She took my ability to fight for good. She took everything that's special about me. She took my life!"

            "So why are you trying to quiet all the voices, all the memories?" Carol smiled evilly.

            "An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. This body will be useless with all these voices yelling at me."

            "You're planning to take over Rogue's body?" Psylocke became fearful.

            "Yeah, so you need to go back where you came from." Carol instructed her.

            "I can't let you do that." Psylocke blurted out.

            "And just what are you going to do about it?" Carol reached for the butterfly, trying to squeeze it. Psylocke evaded Carol, and began flying back to where she came from. Carol took off flying after her. Psylocke flapped her wings as hard as possible, but at times it wasn't enough as she could feel Carol's hand slip around her. The fear gave her the mental energy boost to go faster, and she managed to slip out of her grasp. Psylocke finally reached the front of Rogue's mind. She flew out of Rogue's head and back into Betsy's, knocking her off of Rogue and back onto the bed. Carol followed her to the front of Rogue's mind and stayed there. When Rogue opened her eyes, they were blue. She was outraged and frantic. She sat up and tried to beat the bloody piss out of Betsy. "I'll show you!" She screamed at Betsy. Remy, still holding her hand, fought hard to hold her back from ripping Betsy to shreds. "Let go of me!" She shrieked.

            "Stripes?" Logan stood in the doorway of the Med Lab, intrigued by the commotion. The Beast ran out of his office to try and help subdue her.

            "Not Stripes, Carol." She yelled back at Logan.

            "Hold her back!" Betsy yelled at them. It took Remy, Hank and Logan to restrain Rogue/Carol with her super strength. Betsy was able to get up and straddle Rogue, holding her face just over Rogue's. She planted her hands on Rogue's face, this time not worrying about touching her bare skin. Nothing happened.

            "Get offa me!" she yelled and thrashed. Betsy focused quickly and the butterfly flew from Betsy's head into Rogue's. The butterfly found herself once again inside the big black space, this time, Carol was waiting for her. Psylocke evaded her grasp again.

            "Let her go, Carol."

            "No!' She yelled.

            "Alright." Psylocke said. Then, out of no where, big, grey, pliable tentacles reached down and wrapped themselves around Carol. At first, Carol was suppressed, then she looked at Psylocke.

            "You're gonna have to do better than that." Carol used her super strength to bust through the now hardened encasement around her. Carol tried once again to grab at Psylocke, and once again, Psylocke got away. A big brick wall slid up between Psylocke and Carol.. Then five more walls slid up around Carol, trapping her inside.

            "You want better?" Psylocke taunted her as thick metal walls slid up around the brick walls, trapping Carol in an impenetrable box.

            In the physical world, Logan and Remy noticed Betsy's hands on Rogue and managed to pry them off as Rogue's body relaxed. Fortunately, nothing had happened. Betsy was focused on Rogue's mind and thus didn't notice or respond.

            The butterfly in Rogue's mind could hear Carol pounding on the inside of the box.

            "No, no. It's too small." Ororo cried out from the abyss.

            "Stop laughin' at me!"

            "Alex, hold my hand!"

            "Rogue, you are my daughter." The voices flooded Rogue's mind once again. Psylocke decided she had done all she could and left. As the butterfly re-entered Betsy's head, she opened her eyes. Logan, Hank and Remy all looked at her.

            "Did it work?" Logan asked her as she dismounted Rogue and the bed.

            "For now." Betsy looked over at Carol, lying on the next bed. Rogue's eyes blinked open and she was surprised to see the three biggest men she knew standing around her. Remy smiled slightly as he was relieved to see her beautiful green eyes again.

            "What happened?" Rogue asked. She had to lean forward to see Betsy staring down at Carol from around Remy and Logan.

            "There was a scuffle." Betsy said solemnly as she looked back at Rogue.

            "It's okay now, chère…" Remy said, Brushing white hair out her face as he sat back down in front of her. Logan narrowed his eyes at the boy, but said nothing as he comforted her.

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            Betsy walked quietly into her bed room. Jean was sitting on her bed reading.

            "Uh, Betsy, I know you just got but this is unacceptable." Jean was referring to the messy half of the room that wasn't hers. Betsy's side was littered with the clothes and shopping bags she and Kitty had thrown in the car before they went to the lingerie store. The bed was unmade and Betsy was tired.

            "You're just going to have to accept it, Jean. I'm going to bed. Maybe I'll get to it tomorrow." Betsy said as she changed into her brand new PJs. Jean scowled at her. Betsy was gorgeous even in her dark purple tank top and black satin PJ bottoms. Betsy let her long purple hair down. It had already fallen on its own through out the course of the day, but it still fell gracefully. Jean got jealous.

            "I'm not going to be able to sleep with the room like this." Jean said.

            "Tough." Betsy replied

            "Look, if I don't sleep, you don't sleep." Jean stood up, face to face with Betsy.

            "Are you threatening me?" Betsy asked. Jean just shifted her balance, silently affirming Betsy's assumption. "You're not the Phoenix yet, I'm not afraid of you." She brushed Jean off, angering her even more.

            "What does that even mean?" Jean yelled at her.

            "You'll see." Betsy said as she picked up the covers of her bed off the floor, brushing Jean off again.

            "Oh, you think you're so high and mighty just because you used to be a precog. Just because you come in here and in your first day, you barely break a sweat on one of Logan's sessions, you lead a team to defeat a sentinel, and you fix Rogue's messed up head doesn't mean you can come into my room and leave it like this!" Jean yelled at her again. Betsy stood face to face with her, showing her lack of intimidation.

            "My first day here, I've been subjected to a test after two and a half hours of sleep and three years of bloody fighting for my life. I went the mall to unwind and was attacked by a 30 foot robot, looking to my friends and I, then I get home and the closest thing I've had to a girl friend since I was ripped out of society and into captivity, is losing her mind, and thus tries to kill me. Then I come back to my room for some sleep and I have to argue with you because you're jealous of me and you've got a superiority complex! Are you daft, woman?!" Betsy screamed. Jean was so infuriated, she threw Betsy out of the room, through the shut door, using her telekinesis. Betsy hit the opposite side of the hall and the door slammed shut. As Betsy reeled from the pain in her back, she notice Sam and Bobby had stopped dead in their tracks, walking down the hallway when Betsy came flying out of the bedroom. "What are you looking at!?" She screeched. They just turned around and walked back they way they came. She groaned as she stood back up.

            Rogue came storming down the corridor from the other end. Remy was following behind her. "Ah don't need yer help, Cajun. Ah'm fine. Ah don't need anyone. Now leave me alone!" She slammed the door to her room in his face.

            "Rogue--" he tried to plead with her through the door.

            "Oh leave her alone." Betsy grumbled. He hadn't noticed her.

            "Qu'est-ce qui est arrive?" He said. Bets just stared at him blankly. "What happened t'you?" he translated.

            "My side of the room was a bit too messy for the Phoenix." She growled.

            "She's the Phoenix?" Remy pointed at Jean's door.

            "Not yet." She replied, walking toward Rogue's door.

            "Wouldn' mess wit' that one, chère." He advised her. She nodded sarcastically as she knocked on Rogue's door.

            "Ah'm not spendin' another night in the Med Lab!" Rogue screamed.

            "I just wanna sleep in there tonight. I don't care where you go." Betsy yelled back.

            "Ah don't need your help." Rogue spat.

            "I'm not lookin' t'help you anymore. Jean threw me out of my room and I just need some fuckin' sleep for Chrissake!" Everyone who had been sleeping was now poking their heads out in to the hallway to see what the noise was about. "What are you all starin' at? Go back to bed!" Betsy screeched as her hands began to glow. Everyone quickly popped back in their rooms and shut the doors. Rogue's door opened and Betsy stepped inside. Remy was now alone in the hallway.

            "Mon dieu. I need a cigarette." Remy said to himself.