Mirella: sorceress known as Spiral transplanted Betsy's psyche into the body of Kwannon, a Ninja assassin. When Kwannon died Betsy was trapped in the new body. She does have violet hair but I figured how obvious would a chick with bright purple hair be? Originally she had the power of telepathy and the ability to create a psychic knife, but later lost that and gained telekinesis (note at the same time Jean lost hers. When Betsy died Jean got the power back) –this story is set when she had her psychic knife-.
She was killed in X-treme X-men #002 and the fall out happened in #003. (In the series that the team was searching for Destiny's Diaries) VARGAS, who was trying to kill Rogue originally. Psylocke stepped in and took her place (Beast was almost killed then too).
As for Rogue, that's all I've ever known her as. It was her codename, her true name was never revealed. But when she worked for the brotherhood she did go by another, Ace.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dark Angel or The X-Men. This is just for fun, no profit sort.
The X Factor
Heads turned to watch the young woman cross the foyer. Her silky auburn hair pulled back into a practical bun, a white fringe framed her face. Specs rested on her nose, giving her an academic look, her crisp business suit finished off with a leather brief case. Her heels clicked rhythmically on the gleaming floor, she looked every bit the classy businesswomen. Approaching the front desk she smiled at the fake blond receptionist,
"Hello. My name none of your business," she stated smiling sweetly, Jeans borrowed powers digging into the other woman dim-witted psyche, "I'm here to hack into your computer systems, but of course you think I'm a simple potential employee."
"Go right up," The blond said, a slightly glassed look in her eye, "Have a nice day, and I wish you luck."
"Thank you," The woman cooed, her words dripping with honeyed southern accent, her green eyes twinkled, "You have a nice day also." She turned and headed down the corridor, muttering slightly to herself, "Dang it, to easy. What fun is it, if I don get ta hit any one?"
000
Ducking into the nearest empty office she could find, Rogue closed the door behind her. Placing the brief case on the desk she released the locking popping the lid. Inside was a single object surrounded with dark foam. The metal surface glinted slightly in the sunlight before Rogue pocketed it. Hiding the brief case in the office she peaked out into the corridor.
"Cyclops can ya read mah?" she question once see the coast was clear, "I'm in tha buildin' and I didn't have ta punch a single person."
"Good job," Scott's voice responded, "All you have to do is find a computer linked to the right network, which is either the main computer lad, or Trask's personal office."
"The computer lab will be heavily guarded," Rogue replied, "Especially after the break in. Looks like it will have ta be Trask's office."
"Be careful, your about to walk into the Lions den," Scott said, "Last thing we need is for Trask to realise that not only do mutant still exist but one them is in his office. We don't want him to take you his fathers mission and declare war on the mutants...again."
Nodding silently in agreement, through Scott couldn't see the movement, Rogue slipped out into the hall.
000
Cloaking herself with Jean's telepathy Rogue snuck down the corridor. Check the having checked the buildings blue prints before entering, Rogue knew that the stairs didn't reach the top floor, where Trask's office was situated. Entering the elevator she glanced down at the level buttons, Trasks office floor had a key slot. If you didn't have the key you had to be buzzed up. So she pushed to button for the basement and waited for the carriage to hit the lowest floor. With a ding it stopped, and the metal doors slide open before closing, yet Rogue remained where she was. Finally she turned reaching up and pulled open the maintenance access, before pulling herself into the elevator shaft.
Climbing onto the roof of the carriage, she lurched herself into the air. Flying straight up the shaft, to the top most floor, she hovered prying open the metal doors. When it was wide enough she squeezed through into the empty, secretary office. She crossed the floor, and let herself in through on of the double door to Trask's office. It was a large room, lavishly decorated with a wealth that most people didn't have in these times. A large desk stood, near the window that covered the entire wall.
Rogue went straight to the desk, pulling out the little device placing it on the computer tower. Little lights across the side blinked, and the computer started booting up bypassing any password that were sure to be there.
"Thank you Forge." She whispered softly to the mutant inventor.
"Cyke?" She said into the COM link, "Ah'm in position."
"Good work," Cyclops reply said.
Finger flying across the keys, and she worked in sync with the code cracking device.
000
Logan's finger flew across his key broad. His was in his element. Cracking the codes as the blocked his way, the hacker was duly impressed by the talent of who ever designed the codes and firewalls. It was taking some time to get in, but in the end not even the best systems could stand up to Eyes Only computer prowess, or at least he liked to think so. The disk Max had brought him, was unusually safe guarded. This only strengthened Logan decision that he had been right to send Max after it. He had no idea what was so important about it, only that someone had thought it important for Eyes Only to go get it.
000
Keys clicked ferociously as Rogue searched the Trask systems for the download files. Her jade eyes flicking form side to side as she steamed through screen after screen of file names. Forge's little code cracker hummed merrily alongside her as she worked. Frowning slightly she spotted something on the screen,
"Cyke?" she whispered, "I think I have something."
000
Logan Cale paused in his worked, before a large grin broke out on to his face. Oh yeah, he thought, I have it now."
000
"There some kind a trace program running," Rogue explained over the COM, "It seems Trask had an inbuilt system that could locate the user should they try and open the downloaded files."
Scott glanced over his shoulder at his wife, how still looked pale and drawn from her encounter with Rogue's mutant ability.
'What's it doing?" Scott asked.
"It runnin'...now"
"It's the people that stole it," Betsy said, "If we can track them we might be able to find out who's responsible."
"Rogue," Scott ordered, "Let it run, them get the address. Get rid of the trace after, make it look like a computer error."
"Kay," A pause followed, "Yep, it done...hmmm not bad.... hang on."
"What!" Cyclops demanded, "What is it."
"It's the stolen file," Rogue said, "I've found it."
000
Logan Cale froze his eyes locked onto his monitor, his face white.
"Oh my god," Two identical exclamations as two people read Trask hidden secret.
TBC...
A/N: Sorry it not longer, but it's like 2:00am. Anyway hoped you liked, review please....please.