EPILOGUE

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Xavier Institute
January 15, 23:56 EST
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"I'll be to bed in a minute, Scott!" Jean called playfully. "Somebody forgot to let Rahne in again! She's barking at the door!"

Indeed the Scot was barking, but not because she wanted in. Someone was stumbling down the pathway, clutching one arm. They were almost at the front doors and out of strength. Jean opened the door and Rahne darted it, growling and baring her fangs.

"Rahne?" Jean asked. "What is it?"

A small, feminine figure stumbled inside. She reached out for Jean with one arm. The arm was just a stump, no hand. Her brown eyes were mostly closed from what looked like a terrible beating and her brown hair was a mess.

"Rogue!" she gasped out before collapsing onto the floor, unconscious.

X-23 lay bleeding on the floor.

TO BE CONTINUED!