Agent-G: yup, Ben and Forge are going to get along just fine and drive Sarah up the wall, she'll be sooner to have a nervous breakdown then Marianne, actually. But don't worry, after this, Marianne and Michael are going on their vacation. Maybe even run into the Vincent from their dimension, if you'll let me grin. You're gonna love the last part of this chapter!

Fighting Destiny – History won't repeat

"Yes! I found them! I found those incompetent idiots!" a cry rang through the halls of the Institute, Marianne's cry, to be exact, and quite a triumphant cry at that.

"You found what?" Michael looked up from his exercises.

"The lab, you know, the one that went boom on me. It just was put up, so if we can get Xavier to put a team together, we can get those mutants out, get the surpressor for Rogue and Scott and make sure that history won't repeat itself. Well, it wouldn't, since the Marianne here is dead. Man, this is giving me a headache," Marianne grinned, slightly malicious. She absolutely had an icredible hatred for those who dared to experiment on humans.

"You're telling me. What will you do?" Michael got up to look at the screen of Marianne's computer. She had been trying to track down that particular base since the day after they had arrived in that dimension.

"Coming along, that's for sure. What? You think I would sit back here? Now way, Michael. I've been in there, I know what it looks like inside. My help'll be quite usefull. We'll just have to get someone to take out the self-detenation sequence. I still can't believe they actually did that. Come on, talk about cliché and tacky," Marianne grimaced. She had started to relax again: they weren't attacked yet, the nightmares had lestened ever since Emily had taken residence, if not for the whole dimensional thing, she'd say things were looking up for her.

There were two things bothering her: Apocalyps resurrection seemed to have been imperative for her survival, as was it to Michael's. But with this, she just stuck to both Emily's and Michael's opinion: the jerk atleast did one good thing, apparently.

And then there was her own dimension: how were they holding up there? Were there any more rifts forming? How were Sarah and Tank doing as the ones in charge of the safehouse? Did they even leave the safehouse standing? Had Rogue killed Remy already? She just kept telling herself that they were doing fine, they had to be!

//In the other dimension//

"Great, just great," Sarah grumbled, kicking the nearest wall. They had lost the tech-lab, for the moment. Ben and Forge were a bit too much alike for comfort, and both of them appeared to like causing explosions or mishaps with their inventions.

But still, she didn't think anything could top Ben's rebelling training- droids. Which was a whole story on its own. She still shuddered at the rememberance of the amount of repairing and cleaning there had been needed afterwards. She smiled when she remembered Ben's punishment. Michael had said that if he made such mistakes programming droids, he should get to know them a little better, and thus Ben had been sentenced to polishing each droid with a tootbrush, for a month. Michael and Marianne were professionals when it came to punishment, even though Michael had the tendency to hand it out a bit more.

"That bad, huh?" Tank noted at the dent Sarah had already created in the wall, "I ain't even gonna try that, the wall won't be standing afterwards. Michael an' Marianne ain't gonna be too happy if that happends."

"I'm beginning to gain a whole new load of respect for the of them. Man, this is hard," Sarah grinned, "I could create a wall of sand for you to kick."

"That would be nice," Tank grinned.

//Back with Marianne and Michael//

"Why will he be in charge?" Scott asked, visibly upset that he wouldn't be in charge of the mission, but that Michael would.

"Quite simple, Scott. Michael has been doing this for several years now and has one year of experience as a leader. I think we could benefit from this and all gain some experience from this," Xavier explained.

"Look, kid, he ain't gonna take your place, they'll go back to their dimension, an' in the meanwhile, why not let 'm show what they can do?" Logan added his opinion.

"You'll be my second, Scott, I have no intention of becoming part of the X- Men, what so ever. I'm for human and mutant co-existing, but I'm, not that firm in my believes as you. Even if we can't get back to our own dimension, I'll just join up with Underground here, or set it up myself if I have to," Michael said firmly.

"For me goes the same, from the 'I have no intention' part. Life is tough with Underground, but Underground is needed aswell," Marianne nodded, "I'll be joining the team as medic, Hank can prepare the med-lab here for the victims who've already been through hell."

"Then I think we'd better start makin' plans," Logan gruffly said, realsing no amount of threads would cause Marianne to stay home, the girl was just too damn stubborn..

"Yeah, Scott, I'm gonna need your help with this. How far is your team with their powers?" Michael turned to the younger man, knowing fully well he felt as if someone was trying to steal his position.

Soon, they were completely involved in planning the 'raid', or rescue and retrieve mission.

//Other Dimension//

"They're what?!" Rogue practically screamed, if Remy didn't clamp his hand over her mouth.

"Cher, ain't no good to let t'em no we be on to t'em, non?" Remy tried to pacify them.

"They're sooooo dead! Marianne an' Michael are missin' and they're tryin' ta set us up?!" Rogue ranted, but a few volumes lower, "Ah am so gonna get them introduced ta ma anger!"

"As much as Remy love dat, Remy think, he part o' de sceam too, non? Remy want a little revenge too," he grinned at her.

"Ah thought ya'd be happy that they'd try ta set ya up with meh," she crossed her arms.

Yes, the two of them had figured out the other girls, Storm excluded, were up to something, and they were currently eavesdropping (A/N: that how you write it?).

"Non, dey t'ink Remy can't do de job on his own," Remy grinned.

"Okay, swamprat, we're gonna go and exact a lil revenge o' our own," Rogue's mind was already working to think out some excrusiating revenge on her friends.

So pretty soon, Remy and Rogue were involved into plotting their own plan of revenge, and, too much surprise, they were actually getting slightly along and Remy wasn't flirting with her.