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My bare feet pounded the ground, slipping on mud, splitting open on jagged rocks, and shooting up pain with every step. Everyone's mad at me, doesn't matter what I told them, tell them, show them. He's got them all brainwashed like the children they are, they're all children and he didn't even care.
My claws drip with blood and I don't care, the angry shouts and explosions behind me is all my mind is focusing on. The green journal of my life, past life, clutched in my right hand pressed up against my side. Maybe I won't make it, maybe it won't matter, maybe I don't care… but maybe I do.
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"What do you think?" Rogue whispers softly, we're back at the mansion since I've read the end of the journal. She sits on the couch, her back to the armrest, her knees pulled up to her chest, "You had another vision, you know something. Tell me."
I stand at the other side of the couch, my left hand resting on the armrest, my right hand holding a bottle of coke. We stare at each other's eyes for a few moments; I break the contact by blinking and looking away taking a swig of the cold soda.
"I pieced together the dreams I had before we left and the ones I've had recently," I start turning back to her, she has moved closer, her chin resting on her knees like a child, "A mutant named Magneto murdered Logan by stripping him of his adimantium." There's a dull ache in my bones as if they're recalling the events I'm remembering.
Rogue lifts her head, "Magneto died a little over a year ago… he could manipulate metals." She frowns and begins chewing on her lower lip, "But wait, what happened to Jack? I mean if Xavier took me in, why didn't he take Jack in too?"
I move around the couch and sit down next to her, "I'm not sure." I sigh leaning back into the couch and close my eyes trying to replay the memory a little more clearly.
Rogue shifts next to me, "'Xavier's pissed that I'm leavin' the team. I could care less if ya ask me. I've already packed up Jack and Marie's things, we're leaving in the morning.'" She reads the passage from the journal slowly, almost as if she's memorizing it.
I picture Logan writing the passage in his journal, he's angry but trying not to let it show. Then I'm caught up in another memory of Logan's. I'm… he's driving and Jack's babbling to him while Marie sits in her car seat in the back crying. She's hungry or something but there's nothing he can do until they get to the cabin in another, he looks at the clock, five, ten minutes.
Suddenly he's on the ground out of breath.
Jack's screaming.
"You bastard!" I'm shouting out loud, Logan's on his feet and Magneto's holding Jack up by his throat. The four-year-old deathly white, his eyes wide with fear, his legs limp.
I can feel Rogue next to me but I can't snap out of the memory, "Talk through it." She's saying, "Tell me what's going on!"
"Magneto's got Jack by the neck!" I gasp, Logan's struggling to get to him but Magneto has him paralyzed with his powers, "I can't move, damn adimantium skeleton! JACK!"
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The book fell from her hands, "Talk through it." She whispered leaning forward onto her knees, "Tell me what's going on!"
James' eyes squeezed shut, his face twisting up in anger and pain, "Magneto's got Jack by the neck!" He gasped, his head jerking from side to side, "I can't move, damn adimantium skeleton! JACK!"
Rogue's hands fall on his shoulders trying to keep him calm; he was really in the memory now, "James!" She gasped as he jerked away from her and jumped to his feet, claws unleashing with a spray of blood, and his eyes snapping open angrily. His eyes dart around the room wildly before resting on Rogue, "Rose?" He whispered, claws retracting into the backs of his hands silently.
Rogue's eyes glaze over, "Took ya long enough." She grinned climbing to her feet.
In one long stride, James had her in his arms, "I've missed ya darlin'." He whispered holding her close.
Rose pulled back smiling, "Ya think they'll figure it out?" The smile faded from her face, as did Logan's.
"I hope so darlin'."
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