I know everyone has dreams of flying, but this isn't a dream of flying. Its a dream of floating. There's so much of the world to see, what's stopping us from flying free? To me, flying free is doing what I want to do. What I want to do, is be with the one I love again. Yet that's impossible. For we are of two different worlds now. So, as I was flying, I watched as I approached a city, it was night, and I had seen this city in pictures. It was the City of Angels.

I watched as I fell onto what looked to be a dock, where I took the time to look around. By the time I turned around, I was stunned at who I saw. I watched as the one I loved stood there with chains wrapped around their body, not moving. Making my way over to them, I nearly broke into a run, but I watched as they took a new, darker, twisted look, grinning like a mad man.

I was scared at who this person was, the pale skin, the dark clothes, that backwards crown with spikes coming out of it, covering their eyes, the pale skin. This wasn't him, but every ounce of my body told me it was him, and this was what he had become. A monster of deaths choice. Deaths Champion.

"Hush, little baby, don't say a word." He sang out, making me shiver with each word. "Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns brass, Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa's gonna buy you a Billy goat. And if that Billy goat won't pull, Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull. And if that cart and bull turn over, Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover. And if that dog named Rover won't bark, Papa's gonna buy you a horse and cart. And if that horse and cart fall down, You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town." He sang, where I watched them fall back into the water after hearing gun shots, and it looked like he was shot in the chest.

"NO!?" I yelled, reaching my hand forward as I sat up, covered in a cold sweat. Rubbing my head, I watched as Jean opened my door.

"Is everything ok?" Jean asked, with me shacking my head.

"Ya... Just a nightmare, but it was different." I answered, bringing my knees to my chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked, making her way over to my bed and sitting down on it, placing her hand on my knee.

"It was him again." I said, knowing that I have nightmares about him all the time. She was the one person who I could talk to about him, well, one of the few, Kitty and Scott as well. "He was wrapped in chains somewhere in LA, but he was different, like he had taken a darker form. He was singing with this... sickening grin, I still remember it." I said, with Jean holding her hands out to me.

"Would you mind if I had a look, Im curious as to what he looked like." She said, with me nodding. She held her hands on both sides of my head, where she jumped back in shock. She was physically shacking in fear. It took a while for her to calm her self, sitting back down on the bed. "You're right, that is terrifying." She said, with me nodding. "It felt real." She said, with me nodding my head.

"Ya, I know, but it couldn't-"

"No, I mean even for me, it felt real." She said, interrupting me. "When I look into ones memories, or dreams, I can tell what's real and what's not, this didn't have the same feeling to it. Seeing him floating underwater-"

"I didn't see him floating underwater." I said, raising an eyebrow at her. "I saw him get shot and he fell, but not floating." I said, with Jean raising an eyebrow. "You don't think-"

"Rogue, the professor needs you in the briefing room, Carol is here as well, she's looking for you." Scott said as he passed the door, with me nodding.

"Better go see what they want." Jean said, with her getting up. "Its been a while since she's been here, wonder what brings her here?" Jean said as she walked out, with me looking at the picture of Dakota and I on my dresser.

Later, briefing room

Walking in, having suited up, I made my way over to the only two in the room, with me seeing that they both were disturbed by something. "What's wrong, something happen?" I asked, with them looking at me.

"Rogue, what I'm about to tell you, will shock you to your core, because it did the same to us." Charles said, confusing me as I took a seat in one of the few chairs in the room. "Dakota has come back from the dead." He said, with me feeling chills going up my spine, with me shaking like a leaf against the cold wind.

"W-what did you just say?" I asked, not wanting this to be true, but at the same time, wanting it to be true.

"Two days ago, I attended a funeral for an old friend, and I decided to pay Dakota a visit." Carol said, with me nodding my head slowly. "Once there, I saw that he dug his way out of the grave, dawned an entire new look that sent chills down my spine, mostly his-"

"His Grin." I said, with her stopping and nodding her head.

"You seen him?" She asked, with me shacking my head.

"I had a dream about him, but I didn't think it was him." I said, with Charles making his way over to me.

"Let me see to confirm my suspicions." Charles said, with me nodding as he brought his hands up to my head. After a bit, he backed off. "A spitting image, it seems that you two are some how connected." He said, with me nodding my head as I didn't know what to do.

"Where was he?" Carol asked, with Charles looking at her.

"Somewhere underwater, chained." He said, with me shaking my head.

"He's in LA." I said, with them looking at me, then at each other.

"Then he's there for Destiny." He said, confusing me.

"What's going on with Destiny?" I asked, concerned for my foster mother.

"She's been taken captive by a cult of sorts, they are using her powers to do unspeakable things." He said, with me gasping as I didn't expect that. "That was why I called you down here, you're going to go to LA with a team, but seeing who is there, your first priority is to save Dakota, then save Destiny." He said, with me nodding, narrowing my eyes.

"I wont let you down, I promise." I said, looking at Carol. "You coming with me?" I asked, but she shook her head.

"Sorry, but I have to get back, there's supposed to be a Kree attack on Xandar any time now, and I have to be there for them." She said, with me nodding. "Take care." She said, with me nodding as she patted my shoulder as she walked past me.