“You!” Rogue shouted, pointing a finger at the woman. “No, you won’t take me!” Rogue ran in the other direction seeing the boy with the visor try to chase after her, but he stumbled and fell in the mud.

She ran deeper into the graveyard until she found a mausoleum. It was as good as any place to hide. She went inside and hid herself behind a large sealed coffin. Even though she was alone now, she was still frightened, more by the deafening silence than any appending harm her pursuers could inflict.

Suddenly she heard a noise and looked up to see the boy with the visor come through an opening in the ceiling. He dropped down and landed on his feet. He was still a good distance away from her, but she was still huddled on the floor too scared to get up.

“Thought you could escape us, did you?” he shouted, slowly coming towards her. He smashed a large piece of pottery that was in his way. “The X-Men don’t leave loose ends.” He was still coming closer as he smashed another large vase.

Rogue backed up some more and found the strength to rise to her feet. She quickly ran out of the mausoleum, and to her surprise ran into the very person she was running from. She pushed him out of her way, which left him dazed. A bright red beam came from his eyes hitting the powers lines and causing an explosion. Rogue ran back into the mausoleum, only to run into a very angry Jean Gray.

“I tried,” Jean shouted at her. “I really did, but some people just won’t be helped.”

Jean raised her hand ready to attack, but Rogue quickly teleported away. She reappeared in midair about a foot off the ground. Startled, she fell and hit the ground.

“Are you hurt?” Rogue heard Jean Gray’s voice. Why was she being so sympathetic now? Must be a trick, Rogue thought to herself. Well, she wasn’t going to fall for that act again. “Lie still. Don’t try to move.”

Rogue was now in a sitting position. She backed up away from Jean, but soon realized that the dark-skinned woman who attacked her earlier was right behind her.