Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from X-men Evolution so don't sue me.

Author's notes: This was my first Fan Fiction story, but no body was reading it so I took it off for a while. I must warn that the beginning of this chapter has nothing to do with the X-Men, but does have something to do with the story. This all takes place a short time after the ordeal with Apocalypse. Evan has joined the X-Men again and has learned how to control the Spikes coming out of his body. The main character is Rogue.

The world is not what it once was. The evils of the past are returning, but will there be anyone to fight it.

It began many years ago, before the time of Apocalypse. Many believe him to be the first mutant, but that is not true.

It was a time of peace, when humans and mutants lived side by side in harmony, before mutants were unknown to the world. They lived in the same villages, ate with each other, and worked together in their fields, and not one judged the other for what they were.

Sadly there were some who still despised the human race. There was a secret society of mutants known as the Shadow Lords, who worshiped an evil demon god that had no name. They were the ones that did not wish to be associated with humans. They were ashamed to look like them or even sound like them, so they created their own language that would never be known to human ears.

Their leader was a mutant sorcerer named Amoonie, a being that took great pride in their goal of superiority over the so-called master species. He had four most loyal followers, each given names of honor to the Shadow Lords.

First there was Clase, which meant Pain. The shedding of blood was what he desired.

Next was Borak, meaning Butcher. He craved the taste of corpses.

Then came Ganshy, meaning Relentless. A ruthless killer who hated humans and all mutants that helped them.

Finally there was Morganist, which meant Tormenter. He was Amoonie's most loyal subject, and he loved watching others in pain.

It was said that the evil god whom they worshiped so would one day gift one of them. And with that gift he would be able to set forth and destroy mankind. The one who was gifted was none other than Amoonie.

He received the gift of monstrous form which he then gave to all his followers and in no time he marched against the free lands of the world.

One by one many villages fell to the army of Amoonie. Both humans and mutants were killed, except for the children. They would be taken back with the Shadow Lords and be manipulated to fight for the demon god.

The goodness of the world would have fallen, but some went up against Amoonie. The final alliance of humans and mutants marched up against the Shadow Lords.

The battle raged for days. Half of the good army was destroyed, but in the end they over came the forces of Amoonie. The dark mutant was banished to the darkest corners of the Earth where he would be imprisoned for all eternity.

Though it was the end of Amoonie the chaos was not over. Humans feared that one day any mutant would become like Amoonie. They did not wish for another great battle. So they hunted all mutants down and killed them for fear of what they would become. So all mutants had to go into hiding.

To make matters worse the four most loyal followers of Amoonie escaped with many of his soldiers.

All the records of Amoonie and the battle between the two armies were destroyed, as were the records of the existence of mutants. It was hoped that it would never be heard of again.

Now in present times mutants are known to the world again. A dark cloud is coming to Bayeville, the home of the X-Men. It maybe the return of an endless fear.

It was a dark night in Bayeville. The moon had shown bright in the sky. There was a thick mist in the air. Two teens from Bayeville High were walking down a long twisted path. One was know as Marko and the other was Sarah. Marko was walking Sarah home after a date at the movies. The path was just so they could be alone.

Sarah turned to Marko and said, "I had a really good time tonight."

"Yeah so did I" Replied the boy.

As they walked down the path there was a sudden flash of light. It was so bright it almost blinded them. As the light dimmed the two teens could make out a dark figure. It stood up right like a man but it had a sort of reptilian form. The thing looked over to them and they could see its bright green eyes. It stared at the two.

Marko stepped forward saying "Who are you?" to the thing.

It lunged at him and pinned him on the ground. Then it began to dig its claws into his flesh. Sarah watched in horror as her boy friend was torn apart. She tried to run but the thing was soon upon her. It grabbed her neck and said to her in a hissing demon like voice, "You have seen, now you will not talk." Sarah closed her eyes as the thing began to scratch her chest, hoping it would be over soon.

It was another warm day in Bayeville. The mist had finally lifted from the night before and the children left Bayeville High. All the students were in a hurry except for Rogue. It was a long day for her and not a very good one.

After hearing the news of four new kids coming to school she went to her classes only to remember she had missed three assignments. The day went down hill from there. She figured all she needed right now was a quiet walk back to the institute.

It had been a month since the ordeal with Apocalypse and every thing went pretty much back to normal. People once again starting disliking mutants and seemed to forget about the whole thing.

Some things did change however. Evan rejoined the X-Men and learned how to keep the spikes inside his body. Rogue was very happy to see him back in the institute, it made her feel more at home.

As the Gothic walked down the street she remembered the history homework she had that night but couldn't remember if she had put it in her bag or not.

"Oh great" she said as she began looking through her bag. "Please tell me I didn't forget it."

As she searched through her books a dark figure came from behind a corner. Rogue jumped back in surprise and dropped her book bag. All of her books and papers spilt out onto the ground. As the girl recovered from her shock she looked and saw what had startled her.

It was a boy. About her height and roughly the same age. He had on a black shirt and jeans. And on his right hand was a brown leather glove. He had sort of a long face and black hair, but what caught Rogue's attention were his eyes. They seemed almost hollow and piercing. The eyes of someone who has been through much.

Rogue took her attention off his eyes and put them on her papers all over the ground. She gave a frustrated grown and looked at the stranger. She said angrily, "thanks a lot. This isn't what I need right now."

With out saying anything the boy bent down and began picking up her books. She wanted to tell the guy to lay off her stuff, but something stopped her. The boy put her books back in her bag and gave it to her. As he handed her the bag he said in a disturbed voice "Sorry."

Then he walked away. His feet barley seemed to lift off the ground as he walked and he didn't swing his arms, they just hung from his shoulders. Rogue said to the boy as he walked away "Wait, who are you?"

The boy turned to her and said, "my name's Robert, I just moved here a little while ago." Then he turned and walked away.

Rogue watched the boy as he walked. She had an uneasy feeling about him. She quickly shook it off and began walking back to the institute.

The boy named Robert continued down the road. He stopped near an old oak tree as his thoughts flashed back to his unruly and painful past.

He leaned against the tree and held his head as he tried to get his bad memories out of his head.

This boy was not human, nor was he a mutant. He was haunted by a creature that hides deep within him. A creature that causes him to do things that he does not wish to do. A bloodthirsty creature that has no conscious. The monster hides in the minds of all human beings, until it is let loose through out the mind. The monster is known to all as insanity.