Perfect Chance

Disclaimer: I, Melinda Warren, make no profit in the writing of this story because I own nothing of this movie. So sad.

Summary: Rogue went missing the same day Jean Grey died, that was three years ago. What happens when Logan finds out that a doctor that worked on the Weapon X project is doing experiments on her to create the perfect weapon. Will she be the same when the X-men find her.

Chapter One - In hell

"Perfect"

"Weapon"

"Unique"

"Power"

"Special"

"Design"

"Rare"

"Ability"

Those were just some of the words that Rogue had heard day in and day out for the past year. These words came from the doctors and the scientists that walked passed the cell Rogue was in. The cell, at least that's what she came to think of it as. It wasn't like a cage cell; it was more like a white room cell, the kind that reminded you of a mental institution. Padded walls surrounded her on all sides, a sterile white light shone blindingly from somewhere in the ceiling, the same little cot in one of the corners, and security cameras in all of the corners and above the door.

Rogue sat in a corner of the room in a tight ball; her knees pulled up with her head resting down upon them. Her two toned hair covered her face, letting no one read the emotions that played across her eyes. She knew they would be coming for her soon. They came the same time every day. They, being the guards that would take Rogue to the fucking assholes. That was Rogue's name for the doctors and scientists that experimented on her.

Rogue felt the anger in her rise as she heard the all too familiar thump of army boots against the cold marble, as the thump grew louder a small smirk formed on her face. If they were coming for her, she was going to make it hard as hell for them to grab her. Even though Rogue had been in hell for a year already, she had never lost her hope that the X-men would come to save her, no matter what the guards told her.

Rogue heard the key turn in the lock of the door. Looking up she saw two guards come into her cell; one was pushing a hospital gurney that had straps on the side and at the bottom. Both were wearing a blue uniforms. Neither of them liked this mutant. She would put up a hell of a fight before they even were out of the door and it was even worse getting her down the hall to the 'white room.' This mutant was one of the hardest to break, most broke in two to three weeks. But not this one, she had been here for nearly a year.

Sighing, both men slowly walked closer to the mutant, she was called 453 by the doctors. They had to be careful with 453; she could strike out at any moment. Usually blood was spilt.

"Come on 453 you know the routine," one of the guards eased, his name was Mitch.

Rogue just glared at both men.

Joe, the other guard, reached down and pulled Rogue up by her left shoulder. Quickly, using her right hand, Rogue dug her nails into Joe's wrist, causing it to bleed and pulled his hand away, but she held on tight and twisted his arm behind his back then kicked him in the back of the knees. Joe collapsed to the ground in pain as his knees gave out. Rogue spun to face Mitch, intending to knock him down as well, but was met with his fist instead. Rogue was down to the ground face first; her hair fell to cover her face.

"You hit like a girl," she snarled darkly to him. A small smile grew on Rogue's face.

Rogue looked back up at Mitch as blood dripped down from the corner of her mouth. Quickly, Rogue jumped up and roundhouse kicked Mitch in the gut, hard and grinned in satisfaction as he went down in a heap. Rogue's smile was soon gone when she felt something hit the back of her head. She stumbled foreword and landed on her knees. Joe quickly wheeled the gurney over to the fallen girl and lifted her onto it. He tied her arms and legs up tightly, not wanting another outburst to happen in the hallway.

Rogue groaned and glared at both of the guards. She spat on Mitch, who was still on the ground. Joe backhanded her for such an insult and more blood dripped from her mouth. With the help of Joe, Mitch stood up with an angry look planted on his face.

Both men wheeled 453 out of the room, they really didn't this mutant. She was the only mutant that put up a daily fight.

Rogue closed her eyes and remembered how she had ended up here.

Flashback

"Do you always do what you're told?" John asked her snidely.

And with that John pressed to button to open the ramp. He walked out into the snow.

Rogue quickly glanced at Bobby, then back to the empty ramp and then back to Bobby. She gave him a look which said 'I'm sorry' and ran down the ramp after John. Rogue could just see John's back when a loud -POP- turned her attention to the side, turning Rogue saw a young girl about the age of 13. She had blonde hair with black highlights as well as one green eye and one black. Her face held a bored expression.

The girl gave Rogue a once over and said, "I don't see what so special about you."

Before Rogue could do or say anything, the young girl latched onto her clothed arm and used her right arm to smack Rogue hard across the face. Rogue's vision went black, and before she lost all feeling, Rogue could have sworn she felt her whole body burn then there was nothing.

When Rogue had woken up she was in the 'white room' strapped to a cold metal gurney with a person in scrubs hovering over her with a scalpel in one hand.

End Flashback

After the doctors were happy she was healthy, then began their experiments.

They started off with small experiments like; what happened with Rogue touched animals like cats, dogs, and even a crocodile. Just like touching a mutant Rogue was able to 'steal' the animals' abilities. With the cat, Rogue could see farther, and jump ten feet. Dog; she had heightened senses, and with the crocodile Rogue got an amour-like skin.

But as the months went on the experiments became a lot more deadly. The doctors and scientists had gotten some of the other mutants from other cells. These tests were designed to see how much power Rogue could take in, how much memory she was capable to remember and to see how long she could hold on to someone's power. They were not looking for a way to control
Rogue's power, they were all about giving her as much power of she could take, not how much was safe. Rogue had absorbed part of seven different mutants, but these experiments had forced Rogue to control her powers. She could now have contact with a person for one whole minute without her powers starting. Which was pretty good.

Right now the test had gone to the next level again. The guards were taking Rogue to the 'white room,' this was the name of the experiment room, it was named by the mutants in this place because the whole room was the color white, where a doctor named Dr. Rancid was going to see what affects absorbing a whole person would have on Rogue.

The mutant that Rogue was going to absorb was a psychotic young girl named Hope Robbins or 154, who used her power of self-explosion to kill her abusive parents and abolish their home. She was twelve; she had black hair with light blue highlights, and matching blue eyes.

Rogue was finally rolled into the 'white room.' The guards rolled the gurney next to another identical one and exited the room. Rogue turned her head and saw Hope. Hope looked at Rogue and smiled at her, not in a friendly way, but more of a crazed way. Rogue then glanced at Dr. Rancid stuck her finger up at him. Dr. Rancid just smiled at this and began to record the data.

"Time 10:30 am, subjects 154 and 453 are prepped and ready to go," said Rancid, " Beginning absorbing test. Subject 453 will fully absorb subject 154."

Dr. Rancid looked at the guards and they pushed the gurneys closer together. Rogue felt Hope's hand hold onto her own. Rogue quickly closed her eyes focused on her powers not working. It was working. But once a minute was up, Rogue could feel her powers beginning to kick in. Rogue could feel memories fill her mind and a power that was not her's force its way into her body. It hurt so badly; but she would not scream. Rogue never screamed before so why should she start now?

Finally the pain became too much and Rogue passed out cold.

To be continued...

Did you like it? There might be spelling mistakes, but I can't spell to save my life, so just ignore them okay?

I also want to thank Icedblaze for the helpon this chapter. She made it more detailed.