Chapter 11

Playground

'If only I can go back in time, just to see why she took me away.' Rogue sat in thought just staring out at the playground. As she just sat there she began to dose off, and soon she was fast asleep on the slide.

Everything in Rogue's past flashed before her eyes. Her mind was rewinding her memories whether Rogue remembered them or not. Rogue soon found herself in her room. She almost opened the door when a young girl of about 10 entered the room followed quickly by a boy that looked a lot like Remy.

"Holy Crap!" the girl said laughing hysterically, "Did you see her face she looked like she was going to explode?" Remy laughed and smiled, "With the help of our red paint she looked like a tomato waiting to explode."

"Thank God pictures were at the end of the day this year or we have never gotten her in time." They both laughed. Rogue noticed two streaks of white hair in front of the girl's face. 'OMG that's me.' Before she could do anything the vision faded away and instead Rogue found herself in Xavier's office with one thought in her mind, 'I love you'. She looked down at Remy unconscious body and began to weep. She remembered how she had left even when she knew he loved her back. She remembered the daily poison that Mystique gave her every night to help her sleep, or rather to make her forget. She remembered the fighting lessons she had to learn in order to fight for her mother, whom she thought she could trust. She remembered the sad farewell she had with her brother, just before she ran away. She remembered it all and yet it only intensified the harboring hatred inside her heart. Her vision ended with the look on Remy's face as he saw her returning to the mansion after four years and having Rogue not remember a thing.

She shook herself and knew that Destiny's powers would haunt her forever but they had helped her this time.

Rogue made her way to the mansion, it was 3 o'clock and everyone was rushing home from school. She didn't bother running although it soothed her when she was nervous. She just walked up the stairs and stepped into her room. Her whole life had been here, her whole world was revolved around this school and yet no one wanted her here. Apologizing was never a strong point for Rogue considering she had not apologized to anyone for about four years. Her world seemed so cold now even the school seemed foreign to her. Still she just let the feelings slide off her back and she put on her suit and jogged to the Danger Room.

Danger Room

She spent about two hours just fighting the simulations of all the students at the school. She ended the simulation with the one called Gambit. She took the same fighting stance he had taken in her first return to the Danger Room. She waited but the simulation was delayed. She looked at up the control room and then realized no one would be there anyway so she was about to make her way to way out of the Danger Room when she noticed a staff coming at her from the left, she quickly ducked and swiped her leg under hoping to hit her assailant at the knees. Her attacker just jumped and took another swipe with his staff. Rogue flipped backward and landed in her original fighting stance. She had just enough time to look at her attacker and found out that the simulation had just placed his coordinates differently. She dodged another hit with the staff and found an opening to take the staff away from Gambit. She made her move and almost had the staff in her hands when she mistakenly threw the staff across the room. She began the hand-to-hand combat that followed and almost got Gambit to the ground when he flipped over her head and made his way to his staff. Rogue chased after him not thinking about the results of him actually obtaining his staff again. When suddenly the staff comes flying at her face. She blocked it with her arm knowing the simulation would just disappear because of her stance of defeat. The staff however did not just disappear, it slammed against her arm with such force it broke her arm. She was so surprised by the attack that she just looked up into the eyes of Gambit only to find the, oh so human, Remy with guilt in his eyes and then he ran. She would have followed him but the pain in her arm became too great.

The Beast's Office

"How is my arm?" Rogue looked at the splint Henri had made for her.

"You will be fine in a couple of days considering you have Wolverine's powers." Henri walked around to where he kept his patient's documents then looked back at Rogue, "Are you sure you didn't see who attacked you?"

"Positive, Doc." Rogue looked down and jumped off the patient table and was making her way to the door.

"He didn't do it on purpose, he's just hurt." Rogue knew what Henri meant but ignored the words of advice, after all, the boy had just broken her arm.

Rogue wanted to find him wanted to ask him questions, wanted to tell him to leave her alone. It seemed everywhere she went there was no one there. Like no one wanted to be anywhere near Rogue, which was partly true. She finally resigned looking for him and went to her room. She found Kitty doing her homework.

"Well, took you like long enough to get here. Like where have you been?" Kitty said staring right into her face. "Were you off, like, sulking like you always do?" Rogue glared at her, "I don't sulk and even if I do I have my reasons to." Kitty had returned to her homework but after the last comment Rogue made she spun around.

"You don't think everyone around you has a RIGHT to sulk? You think that everyone else has the perfect life compared to yours, right? Well guess what our lives are just as crappy as yours, maybe even worse!" Kitty returned to her homework and furiously wrote down the answers. Rogue looked a bit shocked at first, but then let the words sink in. She had never thought that other people at this mansion were going through the pain she had and was going through. Kitty swerved around once more, "And you know like what? All of us here at the mansion have like totally been through horrible stuff and we learned, to like live on you know? But you… your just looking for reasons to say your better than us. But you like think about it we're better than you because we learned from like the stuff that happened in our lives. But you never did." Kitty got up and didn't even turn around before she left the room. Rogue looked at herself in the mirror and wondered if she was like them, the kids outside her door, would she really be happy? Or was she content with joylessness?