This is my take on the the X-Men Evolution episode, "Rogue Recruit." I added more detail and gave it a slightly different ending.
She quickly unlocked the door and walked into the house. It was dark, but by some instinct she knew exactly where the light switch was. She had never been here. She knew she hadn’t, but somehow she knew this place. She felt a growling in her stomach and walked straight for the kitchen. She went straight for the cupboard over the sink where her favorite snack bars were hidden behind some dishes. Wait, she thought to herself. I don’t even like granola bars, do I?
She took one out and returned the box to its hiding place. She unwrapped the tasty snack and took a bite, then headed for the stairs. My room, she thought. She felt suddenly tired and wanted to lie down. She walked down to the end of the hallway and opened the last door. She peeked inside first. It looked familiar, but was it? She walked inside studying the room. It felt like her room, but it couldn’t have been. This was more a boy’s room, and she wasn’t a boy.
There were sports posters hanging on the wall and a glass case on the far side by the closet filled with trophies. There was a metal wire mess basket full of different sporting balls: a basketball, a football and even a soccer ball. She noticed a basketball hoop opposite the bed which had brown and red sheets. She looked over at the dresser and noticed all the pictures sticking out at the ends of the glass mirror. It was Cody in many of the pictures. A few showed him with his teammates and friends, a few with girls. They must have been old girlfriends, she thought. One stuck out more than the others. Cody was standing next a kid, who looked to be a younger version of himself, and in the back stood two older people, a man and woman. It was a family picture. She pulled it out and studied it.
“This is me?” she questioned. “This is mine.” She looked around the room again. No, it can’t be. She shook her head, knowing this couldn’t be true.
Suddenly she heard a noise coming from downstairs. Something wasn’t right. She was about to go and investigate when someone or something came bursting through the door. Rogue was in a panicked state, but not so much so that would have been frozen in her place. She readied herself for a fight.
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