Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men characters or whatever. They belong to whoever owns them. I repeat, I do not own X-Men.

A/N: Helloooo! I'm back and I've brought y'all a new chapter! Okay, in this story there are characters who I think you might not have heard of. Well, there from the original X-Men cartoon. I'm still trying to figure out their power and if anyone knows what Betsy's twin Brian's power is, could you please please tell me? Thank you! I've got some review responses here as well!

toya: Hey! Thanx for the review and I personally didn't think the start was anything good but since you did, well, thank you!!

Ishandahalf: Hi! Thanx a major lot for your review. You are like one of my loyalist reviewers! Anyway, I think this might have confused a couple of people but Rogue didn't erase Remy from her memories, she erased all her emotions and feelings for him. You get what I mean? So when she fights him, her feelings don't get in the way of defeating him. Okay? And yeah, this is gonna be quite a depressing fic.

RouGeY: Hiya! Thanx for your review! I agree, ROMY is the best pairing ever! Go Romy! There probably won't be a lot of Romy until like halfway through this fic but stay tuned! When it comes, it'll be worth it!

MCLBLUE: Hey! Thanx for your review! I'm glad you like my story so far. Well, the first chapter, anyway! You don't have to wait any longer for the next chapter, coz here it is! Enjoy it!

Chapter One

Five Years on...

Rogue jumped up into the air and did a somersault, landing a kick in Cyclops's stomach. He fell back and with one hand clutching his stomach, fired his laser eyes at her. She dodged them with ease.

"That all yah got, loser?" she drawled, flipping her hair over her shoulder. Then, he just stopped and fizzled away.

"This is too easy," she stated, yawning while waving at the window on the other side of the Training Quarter. Suddenly, Wolverine appeared as if by magic and charged at her. She fell back under his weight and he growled at her. Rogue smiled charmingly up at him.

"Mah, mah Mistah Logan. Have we been eatin' too many doughnuts?" she smiled, referring to his weight. He growled again and went to charge his claws at her but she rolled out of the way just in time. He stood up and looked around. She had disappeared. Suddenly, he felt a hard kick on his back. He stumbled forward and she appeared in front of him.

"It's the element of surprise," she muttered before trailing a bare finger down his cheek, knocking him out completely. She straightened up and watched him fizzle away just like Cyclops. She smoothed down her new uniform. A short-sleeved black top under a dark-blue zip-up jacket. Black gloves with open fingers. Black trousers with a silver buckle and black boots.

"Change scene," Emma Frost's voice spoke through the intercom. The lights dimmed and Rogue braced herself for anything. The scene changed from a garage to a dark street. Rogue swung round as she heard a swishing noise behind her. She narrowed her eyes and got into a battle stance. Her eyes moved slowly from left to right, searching for any sign of life. Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her. She smiled slowly and didn't move until she heard them completely behind her. She tapped into Logan's smelling power and smelled the air. She wrinkled her nose. It was Jean Grey.

All of a sudden, Rogue jumped into the air and was behind Jean in an instant. She swung out her leg expertly and tripped her up. Then she caught scent of someone else behind her. She moved her elbow back and hit the person in the face. She turned to see that it was Shadowcat, lying sprawled across the ground. Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted up into the air by Jean's telekinesis. Quickly, she took out a spike-swing and swung it at Jean. It hit her in the shoulder and she lost hold of Rogue. Rogue fell and landed on bent knees. She touched Jean's forehead and knocked her out. Soon after, she fizzled away.

Rogue turned back to Shadowcat and looked at her scornfully.

"One punch and this is what you've resorted to. Mah, mah. Ah expected more," she drawled and touched her cheek to knock her out. She stretched her muscles like a cat. Just as she did, a rope wrapped around her waist and pulled her back through the air. Rogue gritted her teeth and brought her foot upwards so she could take out her knife. She stretched and took it out, cutting the rope and letting herself fall from the air again.

She landed and turned to see who it was. Gambit. She growled under her breath and charged forcefully at him, knocking him back a couple of steps. She kicked him hard in the chest before sliding past him and kicking him at the weak spot behind the knee. He fell to his knees and she struck her elbow at his neck. He turned round suddenly and swung out his leg, knocking her feet from under her. She looked up at him angrily before taking out a spike-swing and hurling it towards his leg. It hit him and he fell down, his head on her legs. She scrambled out from under him and stood up. He looked up at her as she bent down so her face was level with his.

"Ah keep this type of absorption for special people," she whispered before brushing her lips against his and knocking him out.

"End Session," came Emma Frost's voice from the intercom and Gambit fizzled away. Rogue shook her head and ran her fingers through her long striped hair. She walked slowly up the stairs to the Quarter. Emma Frost was standing there with Sinister lurking in the corner. Wimgard was also there.

"So how did ah do?" Rogue asked, propping herself on one of the chairs.

"Great as always, m'lady," Wimgard purred, kissing her gloved hand. Rogue took her hand out of his grip and ruffled his hair.

"Y'know Wimgard. Yah're a nahce guy an' all but yah're a bit too old f'r meh so please stop trahin' tah woo meh," she said softly. Wimgard huffed and stormed out the room. Rogue stared after him, smirking.

"Rogue, you did very well today," Emma Frost complimented. Rogue looked at her.

"Obviously, I have tah do well in order tah beat thah X-Men," she said, the sheer hatred clear in her voice. Emma Frost winced though no one noticed. She still felt really guilty of altering Rogue's memories five years ago without her even knowing.

"So, Mistah Sinister. What did yah think of mah performance?" Rogue smirked, standing up and pushing her hair back from her face. Sinister came out of the shadows.

"You are getting too cocky for my liking. These were just images of the X-Men. The real X-Men will attack you with full force so you need to be ready for absolutely anything. This is amateur stuff. Tomorrow we will start you on the real things along with Wimgard, Emma, and Gorillaman," explained Sinister coldly before disappearing with a swish of his cloak. Rogue scoffed, took of her jacket, and hung it on the hook next to the door. Emma looked at her.

"You hate them a lot, don't you?" she asked, although she already knew the answer. Rogue raised her eyebrows and looked at Emma.

"Hate them? Nah! Wimgard is a bit too pushy with his idea of me being a babe an' all and he trahs way too hard to get meh tah go out with him but he's a good guy underneath. Gorillaman is just a sweetie! Ah really lahke him an' if it weren't for his girlfriend Betsy, then ah maght just have asked him out," Rogue laughed. Emma shook her head.

"No, not us. The X-Men," she asked again. Rogue's eyes darkened and the side of her mouth lifted in a sneer.

"Yah. Ah hate 'em. Whah shouldn't ah? Ah have every raght tah! They treated meh lahke shit when ah lived there. Y'know, that's whah ah hated mah power but now ah love it coz' ah can knock anyone and everyone out just bah thah touch of mah finger. Yeah, hate 'em. An' ah always will," Rogue finished and stormed out the Quarter, grabbing her jacket on the way.

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'KNOCK KNOCK'

Rogue turned at the sound of someone at her door.

"Come in!" she called. The door opened and Betsy walked in. She had an annoyed expression on her face.

"Are you ready yet? We're all ready and still waiting for you," she said. Rogue ran a brush slowly through her hair.

"Oh, ah know, Betsy. Yah can just tell everyone that ah'm still trahin' tah pick out the clothes," she gave a fake smile. Betsy rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, hun. Oh, guess what?" she asked. Rogue looked at her, while in the process of taking out a dark-blue skirt, from her wardrobe.

"What?" Rogue asked, holding the skirt against her.

"Brian said he might ask you out tonight," Betsy told her, grinning and sitting on Rogue's chair. Rogue wrinkled her nose.

"Yah're brother, Brian? Nah! He's a tad too boring, no offence," she snubbed. Betsy sighed.

"Yeah. I was pretty sure you were going to say that, luv. See, the last girl Brian asked out cheated on him and then called him all this nasty stuff that I would rather not repeat. He was just heartbroken because they had been going out for, what was it, two years. My Brian is quite a softy and you're the first girl he's asked out since he dated that bitch. So please, for my sake, just say yes to him tonight and if you still can't stand him then just let him down gently okay?" Betsy proposed softly. Rogue was standing completely unaware of Brian's broken heart. She went over and hugged Betsy, making sure her power-deactivator ring was on. The ring was beautiful. It was an emerald rose on a silver band. Wimgard had given it to her as a birthday present, the year before.

"Oh, sugah. Of course ah will say yes tah Brian if he feels so heartbroken! Ah promise!" Rogue smiled at Betsy and them smacked her playfully on the arm.

"Now get out so ah can change!"

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"Betsy! What's taking Rogue so long?" Wimgard asked and as soon as he did, he saw her descending the stairs. They were going out for a night of fun clubbing. Rogue was wearing knee-high green boots, a black miniskirt, a black top that said 'Look But Don't Touch', and a green jacket, that matched her eyes, over that. Her hair was let loose and it tumbled down half of her back, her white bangs framing her face. She wasn't wearing gloves but she had on her ring.

She walked straight past Wimgard, much to his disappointment. Her emerald green eyes were fixed on Brian. She strode up to him and kissed his cheek.

"Are weh ready tah go?" she drawled. Brian smiled at her. Everyone could see the happiness in his eyes. Betsy smiled, happy for her twin and grateful to Rogue. Wimgard huffed and folded his arms. Emma nudged him sharply in the stomach and he straightened up and put his arm round Emma's bare shoulder. Eddie e.g. Gorillaman hugged Betsy close to him. (A/N: I have no idea what his real name is so I've just put up what I thought fitted. Don't kill me!)

"So let's go if we're all ready," Eddie said, taking the keys of the seven- seater jeep out of his pocket. Rogue beamed.

"Yep! Let's go an' have us some fun!"