Multiversed

Author's Note: Yes, yes, yes. I know. I'm a horrible person for starting another story with others still ongoing but I couldn't help myself. Plus I'm hoping if I can get these random Rogue plot bunnies out of my head then I'll be able to refocus on Skydancer. Bad, Sphinxy, bad!

Now that that's been covered… This is an A/U crossover from within the Marvel multiverse hence the title. Herein will be featured Rogue (similar to the one from Skydancer) and Logan with the possibility of Remy from the X-Men movie verse, and the Avengers. Because I think Rogue and Tony Stark would be an awesome pairing. And since this is my story what I say goes.

You have been warned! Also M-Rating for later Lemons (this is Tony we're talking about) and gratuitous violence and bad language (ummm yeah, Wolverine in the house).

Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Marvel until I decide to throw in an original character…or eight.

And now on with my plot bunny craziness!

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Prologue

Coming awake with scratchy eyes and a burning throat Rogue stares listlessly around the decrepit motel room. A rundown room in yet another rundown burg. Just another place to crash out for a couple hours before hitting the road again to the next fight or job.

She's alone today which is a switch.

For the past year she's had one shadow or another following her, watching her every step, making sure she doesn't collapse in a heap somewhere and just being done.

Being done sounds nice, excellent in fact.

There's just one fucking problem.

Being done is too damned close to quitting and even without have Wolvie running around in her head quitting just isn't something Anna Marie "Rogue" D'Ancanto can manage.

She never gave up when she got booted from her parent's house after David's coma. She never gave up making her vagabond way from Mississippi to Laughlin City, Canada. She didn't give up until Logan gave her a ride. And she sure as shit never gave up all those times Magneto or some other asshole tried to kill her or use her either to take over the world or in the name of some nebulous "greater good."

Rogue's not a damned quitter.

But her body is quickly becoming one.

In the years since leaving the Manor after she sucked the Phoenix and Jean along with that goddess-wannabe-bitch into herself on Alcatraz Island she's taken one job after another. Money followed by fights followed by more running. That's her life now an endless cycle of kill or be killed with cold hard cash the only thing keeping her warm at night.

She went on that way for five years after Logan bailed out from the Manor. She gave him six-months to the day and then she made her own escape. After all, it's one thing for people to have the idea she could kill with a touch and a very different thing for them to see it up close and personal being used on a supposedly un-killable mutant. Yeah…making friends after that wasn't gonna happen at the Manor.

The X-Men don't kill after all.

Rogue however does and having copies of several homicidal idiots, Wolvie included, squatting in her brain hasn't helped that inclination one little bit.

It was only a matter of time before they either turned on her or turned her over to the government for the "Cure" whether she liked it or not.

Once she figured that out following Logan's example and her own basic inclinations for being in the wind seemed like the best move she could make.

Five years of running around the fight circuit with the occasional "job" thrown in – usually some kinda black bag work that her inner-Logan had no problem helping her out with.

Then last year the shit really hit the fan.

She absorbed three mutants she never, ever, should've come in contact with.

One is fairly harmless although Gambit decided to stalk her for six-months until he figured out that yes, untouchable really fucking meant untouchable. Plus his thieving skills come in handy and his power is pretty damn awesome.

Daken was another matter entirely even if he wasn't as much of a pain in the ass as Remy. Talk about Daddy issues, jeezus. But his healing factor helped cancel out some of the damage the last mutant did.

Viper.

Now that's one fucked up bitch.

Daken's mutation helped keep her Viper-inherited cancer in check for a while then they started bonding over their Logan-abandonment issues. He left last night because they got into a fight over her next step. He hates that he can't help her any more than he already has. Shit. He's kept her alive for the last six-months but his healing factor just isn't strong enough to undo all the damage Viper's poison managed before Rogue absorbed him.

Until she found Daken she was sure she was finally going to die. She was done and she accepted it. Then when his mutation stopped curing her she was sure of it. And she was ok with that. Life had never been a bushel of roses for her anyway and there was nothing anyone could do to help her anymore.

Then Remy showed up last night.

Once he and Daken sorted out their alpha-male dominance issues he told her what he'd found on a job last week. Or rather who he found. Which was promptly followed by her and Remy making plans and Daken taking off in a huff. For a grown-ass man he's awfully moody but then so is his dad.

Rising she braces herself with one hand on the edge of the bed before climbing slowly to her feet. Catching her breath from the exertion that one little movement cost her she shakes her head. There's only about a one-in-a-million that Remy's info is still current and a less than that chance that she'll actually be able to pull this off.

But then who cares?

She's as good as dead anyway.