Rogue wretched as the voices screamed behind her eyes.

She shuddered as for a moment, carol Danvers looked out at her from the mirror.

She smashed it and continued crying, trying to get control.

She slowly stopped crying, she still felt the voices inside her and hoped they would be silent until she got where she was going.

She had no choice now... it was go insane or go to Westchester, to Professor Xavier for help.

She felt like she was betraying Mystique but her friend had never helped her and so she turned away, looking out towards her destiny.