A BATTLE OF THE MIND

The Pheonix flew a few feet up into the sky and exclaimed, "I am the Pheonix! You cannot stop me! This vessel is mine to control!"

"No she is not!" Jean ran towards them.

"She is not your intended. She was not the one you wanted. Leave her be!" Then she turned towards Jean.

"That may be true, but she has so much more. The emotions and her delicious senses."

"You are suppose to be a protector, not a-" Then a firey claw came out and grabbed Jean and threw her into a tree.

"You are fools! I am what I wish to be. I am fire made flesh, I am-AAAGGHHHH!" She clutched her head as she screamed.

"NNOOO! To much pain, too much hurt, it's all too much!"

INSIDE ROGUE'S MIND...

"She's still too strong Remy. Ah can't get through. If'n Ah had a lil more."

"What if we use da others?"

"Ah can try, but it might do more damage ta meh in the long run."

"Remy not let ya die chere."

"Ah think we have ta do this no mattah what sugah."

"You won't die, will ya?"

"Ah, Ah don't know what will happen. But this is mah mind, Ah have ta control it. If'n she doesn't let go, it could destroy us both anyhow."

"Then we do what we have ta chere, but Remy don't want'cha diein'."

"Good ta know ya care swamp rat."

"Oui."

"Ah need ta open up some othah doors, but Ah'm gonna need ya ta lock up some doors behind meh. Ah can't risk the othahs gettin' out. If'n they do, there'll beh too much chaos. Ah may lose total control. Ya understand?"

"Oui."

Different images flickered through Rogue's/Pheonix' mind. There was no rhyme or reason for which images and which emotions that belonged to them, it just came pouring through like a flood.