Rogue was spending more and more time at the memorial wall. The pictures of her students lined it, their faces beaming brightly outside the school walls. It was suppose to be their safe place.
It was bad enough that they still hadn't found Pietro or the students but now within the sphere there were murmurings of an uprising. Rogue had never seen Wicked so shaken up before. Usually she was tough as nails but motherhood had clearly softened her.
Mutants were getting restless and she couldn't fault them for that.Where did they even begin to search in an infinite universe?