Well where to start? New journal, whole new set of circumstances. I suppose I had better write down some backstory incase this journal's ever dug in a couple o'hundred years and they wanna make Rogue: The movie. That'd be funny. Now I'm not going to bore myself to sleep writing out my entire life story so I'll summarise the important facts.

For starters I'm a mutant (hence the odd code name). But sadly my power aint all flashy and superhero-y. I have poison for skin. Yup, touch any uncovered skin and you'll find yourself having your life source sucked right outta ya and you'll be a permanent resident in my head. So look don't touch.  Anyways, I could deal with having this little power (even if it drive me outta town) until this guy called Magneto came along. Now if you don't know who he is - I suggest you watch the news more often. Well when Mags found out about me I was living at Xavier's school for Gifted Youngsters (aka. Professor X's safe haven for mutants and X-men training facility). Cut a long story short; Magneto kidnapped me; chained me to the statue of Liberty and nearly killed me in an attempt to mutate New York. That got me a little pissed at him.

But then three years past and when I returned to Xavier's after a break (and Xavier's death and ressurection (I don't know what happened there at ALL)), intent on finishing my studies and joining the X-men. Well fate had other ideas. Guess who else had come back? Magneto the fridge-thief (don't ask) himself. Well my curiosity over this man that had been squatting in my brain for the past three years overrode my anger and thus started the downward spiral of my joining of his Brotherhood of Evil Mutants; falling in love with the guy and then being pregnant and alone.

Yup, little Roguey's preggers and Erik's been missing over two months. Myself and Shade (one of my bestest friends) believe his two evil children are behind it, but, alas, we have no proof. Well in Erik's absence I've not exactly been lonely. I moved in with John Allerdyce (Erik's ex-lackey and a guy with whom I have the stormiest of realationships ever) and things were pretty sweet.

Then he found out about the baby. He was so excited because he thought it was his and it broke my heart to have to set him straight after he'd just told me how we'd be a great big happy family. Then he just got all upset and angry and I actually thought I was going to die there and then. After that, I was hell-bent on getting rid of the baby. I didn't want to but I felt I had to, as to bring a child into a world like this would be too evil a thing to do. I mean, how hard would life be for a kid of two mutant terrorists, where their own mother couldn't touch them and their father wouldn't want to know? 

So I was all so ready to go book an abortion when I ran into John at our apartment. He's always been able to get me to change my mind and he suceeded. So I'm going to have a baby, and John's going to stick by me. That news itself gives me butterflies. I'm so not ready to have a kid but we'll make it work - we always do.