"I have good news." Stryker came into the doorway suddenly later that morning while we packed our things.

"What?" My scars had healed and my energy had restored.

"That mutant that you fought has the ability to steal another mutant's powers. However, after she touched you, rather you touched her, nothing happened. She didn't get any of your powers. Nor your memories, which was very strange indeed."

"So what does that mean?" Wade asked.

"It means that our young Andi here is...impervious to her. Meaning she's not a mutant."

"By mutant, you mean I was born with the gene, right?" he nodded. "Well I could've told you that. I inhaled some gas and it screwed me over, mind, body, and spirit."

"Wait! Take a step back." Wade said. "This girl must have stolen something, because if you noticed earlier, Andi had several wounds after they touched. Maybe her healing is a mutation but everything else was from that gas."

"Maybe." I knew that what Wade was saying was completely and utterly false, but I didn't feel like explaining it for the millionth time. "Ready to go Wade?"

"Yeah." He slung his bag over his shoulder.

"Now hold on a second." Stryker blocked the door. "It's a little early in the day for vacation."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Do you know how long it's going to take to have a suit tailored for him for dinner tonight? And plus, we don't have any form of transportation because I really don't feel like teleporting into the middle of Mens Wearhouse."

He stared at me with cold eyes. "You can wait until noon."

"Fine." I threw my bag back onto my bed and Stryker left without another word. I waited a few minutes for Stryker to clear hearing distance before I said to Wade, "I've got to talk to the girl. Really talk to her."

"I don't think she's gonna let you. She seemed pretty mad at you, and that was before you did anything."

"I'm going to talk to her, whether she likes it or not."

"Your funeral." Wade mumbled as I walked past him.

"I don't die easily, remember?" He scoffed at me and I left. I walked down the hall and hesitated before I opened the door.

"Get away from me!" The girl shouted at me as I closed the door behind me. "Go away!"

"I just want to talk." I said calmly, hoping that my tone would be contagious.

"I don't want to talk to anyone! I just want to go home." She was curled into a ball against the right corner of the room.

Knowing how that felt, I slowly went over and sat down next to her. "Where's home?"

"New York."

"You one of Xavier's kids?"

"I'm not a kid!"

"Sorry," I kept my voice calm. "Are you one of his students?"

"Yeah."

"This is going to sound really weird but, who is the guy with the red and black eyes?"

She looked at me with worry in her eyes. "What?"

"When we touched, I saw some of your memories, and I've got to know who this guy is. More for curiosity than anything else."

"His name's Gambit."

"Is he one of Xavier's students too?"

"No." Okay, she wasn't obligated to read me a novel.

"So what's your name?"

"Why should I tell you?"

I shrugged. "Curiosity."

"You first."

"Alright, I'm Andi."

"Rogue."

"That's a pretty cool name."

"Meh." We just sat in silence for a few minutes before she said, "You know, you don't really seem like them."

I looked over at her. "In what way?"

"I don't know, you seem nicer than the others. Like you wouldn't hurt someone just to hurt someone. You'd have a reason."

That's really when we started talking. She talked about Gambit, I talked about the vacation this weekend. It was kind of nice actually. Then we heard this extremely loud crash. "What the-" The door was ripped open and a short, muscular man with three metal claws stood in the doorway. "Excuse me, but can I help you?"

"I came for the girl." He growled at me as Rogue and I got up from the floor.

"Alright, alright. Just calm down." I turned to Rogue. "You know this bub?"

"Yeah." She smiled. She started to go towards the man but then she turned back to me. "If you see Gambit in New Orleans, give him this for me." She handed me a Queen of Hearts playing card.

"Yeah, sure. I'll see you Sunday."

"What?" Okay I didn't tell her that part.

"Come on!" The man grabbed Rogue and ran out. I followed them, quickly looked around to make sure that no one was watching and shot a blast of wind from my hand. The two of them disappeared and reappeared on the front lawn of Xavier's Institute.

"Traitor!"

I looked over and saw Mirage. God did I hate her. She used to be with Xavier, but she let the power to project one's fears go to her head and she joined Stryker. "Wade!" I shouted as I ran from her. I got to the room. "We're leaving!"

"On bad terms?" He grabbed his and my bags when he saw my look. "I'll take that as a 'yes'." He grabbed my shoulder as I teleported us away.

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"This is your house?" Wade looked around the atrium of the mansion.

"One of them." I led him through the atrium to the side door into the garage.

"So we're in Dakota?" Wade just followed like a puppy.

"Gotham actually. Red or green?" I was looking through the cabinet that held every car key.

"Gotham? As in Batman?"

"Yes. Now red or green?"

"Green. I only thought that Batman and Gotham was a tabloid character and place." I grabbed the set of keys and strolled over to the viper.

"Actually he is a character of sorts. But Gotham's real." Of course Batman's real. Stupid head. I hopped into the driver's seat and Wade got into the passenger's side.

"I didn't know you knew how to drive." I opened the garage door and backed down the twenty foot driveway.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." I accelerated down the street past the sign that read, 'Gotham City: Fourteen Miles.'

"So how long till we get to Dakota?"

"About seventy-four miles...ish."

"And you know how to get there from here?"

"Course I do." I hit the accelerator again and I sped into town.