PyrusAngel: SORRY! I forgot to post this one first, but its up now.

The Prologue

Flames lite the night as sirens sounded an ominous cry. A young 7 year old girl with glistening green eyes and scorched auburn hair could only stand there and watch as the house she had once called home continued to burn before her. She clutched her half burnt teddy bear, Blaze, in her arms tears streaming down her face. A hand touched the girl's shoulder and instantly she turned and buried her face into the person next to her.

The boy smiled sadly at his half-sister. The boy tried to comfort her, but he too was fighting back tears. Being only a year older then the girl he really wasn't sure what he should do. The girl backed away and offered him a smile as she wiped her tears away. He smiled back and then the pair turned toward the officer, hands clasped, they walked into the police car.

-At the Police Station-

"Names." asked an old police officer from behind the desk.

"Kurt Wagner." the boy stated in his slight accent.

The policeman wrote down the boy's name on a piece of paper and then looked up at the girl expectantly, but she continued to glare at him and clutch her bear.

"Name, girl." he demanded.

"No." she stated green eyes still hard.

"Look. I know you've been through a lot tonight but I need your name." he continued trying to get her to answer him.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because only Mama and Papa can use that name."

The police officer sighed and rubbed his temples, before turning back to the elder brother.

"Does she go by anything other then her name?" he asked finally.

Kurt glanced from the police officer and then to his half-sister. His golden colored eyes searched her green ones waiting for permission. She granted it to him after a few minutes of stubbornness.

"Rogue." Kurt stated flatly.

The police officer wrote the name down not even caring anymore since all of the pair records had burned in the house. He stamped the paper work and then the pair were carted off to the nearest orphanage.

02020202

It wasn't even two days after the fire that Kurt and Rogue were adopted. When the owner of the orphanage had brought them down to meet their new guardian Kurt and Rogue were once again holding hands, while Rogue clutched Blaze.

The woman was tall, her hair was unnaturally red and pulled up into a bun, and her eyes were a murky gold and light brown. She wore a tight red three piece suit and a pair of red stilettos, while a pair of slim black glasses were perched on her slim nose.

"Are these them then?" she asked the supervisor.

"Yes, ma'am." the supervisor replied in a slightly unsteady voice, the new woman turned to Kurt and Rogue.

"I am Raven. I will be taking care of you from now on alright?" She asked them in a some what forced voice.

Kurt and Rogue nod, though Kurt notices that Rogue squeezes his hand just a little bit harder as they both watch Raven sign the papers. Raven then shepherds the pair into her car and they're off without even a glance backward at the orphanage.

"Now listen up." Raven stated in a no nonsense voice. "You are mine now. First you will address me as Raven or ma'am none of this 'mom' stuff. Second you are to do chores around the house and at my coffee shop, while I go to work. You will go to school without any complaining. And third," for this she turned to look both of them in the eye, "You NEVER want to make me mad."

Kurt gulped but nodded none the less. Rogue stared at this woman eyes hard and mistrusting, not that Raven cared, but Rogue to nodded. Raven turned back and speed down the highway. Kurt looked out the window as the next twenty-three hours passes in the quiet car. Rogue snuggled up beside him, Blaze still clutched to her chest. He wrapped his hoddie around her and then soon fell asleep himself.

02020202

It took some time but when Kurt and Rogue woke they were already arriving at Bayville. It looked like your average small town, but as they passed Lake George into the heart of the town they passed an elegant stone house.

"Woow." Rogue cooed before turning to Raven "Who lives there?"

"Pfft" Raven laughed "That's Charles Xavier's place. A grumpy sort of man it's rumored that he feeds the people who go to visit his house to some mutant dog that he keeps locked up in the basement. So if your a bad little girl I might just have to send you to see him to see if the rumors are true."

Rogue squeaked and hide under Kurt's hoddie. Kurt hugged her close protecting his sister.

"Hey that's not nice!" Kurt yelled

"Don't contradict me boy!" Raven warned.

Kurt fell silent as he caught the flash of intent in Raven's eyes. The trio continued on into the town until Raven pointed out a small corner store named "The Waking Raven".

"That's my shop. When your both a little older I expect you to help out around there, but for now you are to go over to the shop everyday after school and on Saturdays to help out."

"What about Sunday?" Kurt asked.

"Sunday, we are closed so you will stay and help out at the house." Raven said as the light changed and they continued on for another seven to eight blocks.

When the car finally came to a stop in the drive way of a simple two story house with blue sidings and white trimming. As Kurt and Rogue made there way out of the car threw the odd garden that grew before the house they couldn't help but note all the black raven statues, hangings, and living ravens that were scattered around the house.

Once inside they found a house that was again simple and clean with hard wood flooring, a tiled kitchen and bathroom. The living room had an older TV sitting atop a cabinet but it looked like it would still work. Raven lead the two up the stairs where she showed them two small bedrooms that were across the hall from each other.

"Good night." Raven stated before disappearing into her own master bedroom

Kurt leads tiny Rogue into her room and tucks her in and only once he is sure she is truly asleep does he leave to get ready for bed himself. Once tucked into bed himself he stares up at the ceiling.

"Well life sure has changes." Kurt thought with a bitter laugh before rolling over and falling asleep.

02020202

Life with Raven wasn't easy. She got mad even if they were a minute late home or to work. Rogue seemed to get a whole lot more of Raven's anger to the point that when Kurt came home Rogue would be covered in bruises and cuts. Yet each time he asked Rogue always replied with "Its nothing." Kurt gave up the day he walked in on one of these fights.

Kurt had walked into the house after closing up the shop, at the age of twelve, and walking home only to hear screaming voices and a flying plate, which he had to duck as to avoid being hit. Raven and Rogue stood in the middle of the living room in the middle of a screaming match.

"...DON'T YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME!"

"WHY NOT! I DON'T WANNA BE HERE! I HATE IT HERE!" Rouge screamed tears flowing down her cheeks and onto the carpet.

"AND WHO'S GONNA TAKE A LITTLE NOBODY LIKE YOU IN?"

"I DON'T KNOW AND HONESTLY I DON'T CARE! ANY WHERE IS BETTER THEN WITH YOU! HELL I'LL GO TO THE FUCKING POLICE TO ESCAPE YOU!"

That broke Raven's hold. She picked up a vase and threw at the wall right above Rogue's head causing Rouge to duck. Raven then ran across the room to Rogue, wrapped both her hands around Rogue's neck and then slammed Rogue into the wall.

"NO YOU WILL NOT! YOU HEAR ME GIRL!" Raven screamed into Rogue's ear.

Kurt rushed forward and pulled Raven off Rogue who collapsed to the ground in a heap gasping for breath. Kurt crouched protectively over his little sister golden eyes glaring at their adoptive mother.

"BACK OFF" he growled.

"NOT IN MY HOUSE BOY!" Raven growled before storming out the front door.

Kurt waited until the car started and pulled out of the drive before he turned to check on Rogue. She was still shaking and crying and Kurt could see the bruises already forming around her neck. Kurt moved over and lifted his little sister up bridal style and took her upstairs. Once he had put her to bed he sat in front of her door until Raven passed and went into her own bedroom.

The next day was Sunday. Rogue left early and didn't return until late, but when she did return both Kurt and Raven's jaws dropped to the floor. An eleven year old Rogue walked in wear a pair of black combat boots, a tight black leather skirt with a matching tight shirt, and to top it all off she had a newly dyed pair of snow white bangs.

It had been that day that Rogue went ROGUE to everyone, except her brother though he too was pushed a little farther back. Rogue then began to take all that Raven dished out no longer caring for her own life.