Dear diary, its always so scary. Knowing, I mean. Who's going. I'm happy I don't know this time.
Faithfully,
Kathryn Pryde
Kitty threw her journal into the fire that had settled in a nearby house. I don't want to remember, she had thought.
But the Evan incident had remained in her mind. It was haunting her. But what could she do?
God, she hoped Rogue wouldn't die. Rogue had always been her best friend. If Rogue died what would she do?
In the brotherhood the bad guys were planning how to kill Rogue.
"How 'bout we shoot her?" Toad suggested.
"We need something more subtle." Pyro told them. "The fuel thing really set my level on high. Maybe we can poison her or something."
Mystique smiled. "No. I'm going to morph into Kitty Pryde and then shoot her–as Kitty!"
"You're brolliont." Blob boomed.
"I know." Mystique replied.
Remy and Rogue were having a fight while all this planning was going on.
"You switched my books, didn't you?" Rogue accused, "Your still mad that I broke up with you. Lord, get over it!"
"I. Didn't. Switch. Your. Books! I am not mad that you broke up with me. In fact, with a girl like you, you have no idea how glad I am now."
That stung. Tears glistened in Rogue's eyes. "So lets not be friends anymore either. We should develop our own interests. Remy LeBeau, I'm sorry but this is the last time that I would like to speak to you in this life. You really hurt me."
"I HURT YOU?" Remy yelled. "Of course, Miss Perfect-ooh-I'm-so-awesome I-don't-do-anything-wrong-ever! You hurt me!"
"This conversation is so going nowhere. Later. Not." Rogue walked off, angry and hurt.
She banged into Kitty. "How could he talk to you like that? It was, like, mean! He hurt you. Everyone knows that. Rogue, would you like to talk?"
Rogue trusted her friend completely. Until Kitty – aka Mystique – picked up a gun and shot her dead.
Kitty – the real Kitty – stood on a ledge. The worst part was that everyone thought she had shot Rogue. People swore they saw her do it. Her life was so over if didn't settle this thing.