Author's note: This story is the same as it was before I just editted it a little. Enjoy!

P.S. This story was inspired by events in the "Mystique" comic book series.

Chapter 1

16 years ago

"You know about the old Shafer mansion, I heard there is some strange blue woman who lives in there." says a bartender wiping a glass with a towel.

"No way," the other man says.

"He is right." A young man says across the bar who overheard the conversation. "I worked there as their gardener. The blue woman is Conrad Shafer's wife and their little girl is blue, too."

"Come on, that doesn't make any since. There is no such thing as blue people. Besides we see Shafer's wife all the time in the paper."

"She can change forms, I've seen her do it." said the young man.

"Change forms?"

"Well, that will explain why you never see little Adela Shafer in the newspaper. But, why haven't the other workers there say anything about these blue people?" asked the bartender.

"Because Shafer is paying them off, but I quit because I hated lying to people." He stood up. "There are mutants in this town and should get rid of them!" He announced to everyone throwing his glass on the ground in passion. "Freaks should not belong in this world and we should depose them from the earth!"

"Yeah!" everyone in the bar agreed.

Mystique lay next to her husband Conrad in their huge luxurious bed. They cuddled up under their satin sheet. The clock had just stroke midnight and everything was still. Until they were rudely awaken by a loud cry that came from the other side of the room.

"Liebe, wake up your son's awake." Mystique said to her husband.

"Huh?" Conrad asked with his eyes still closed.

"Kurt's awake, it's your turn."

"Aw, again" He moans. Conrad teleported to over to Kurt's crib, Kurt was crying reaching out for him.

"Ich bin hier, Kurtie, ich bin hier "He said in German comforting Kurt and picking him out of his crib. He checked his diaper and it was empty, but something did smell peculiar. He sniffed the air.

"Raven," She didn't respond. "Raven!" He called louder.

"What?" She answered.

"Do you smell that?"

"It's probably Kurt's diaper."

"Nein… it smells like…smoke."

As soon as he said that the smoke detectors went off and Kurt began to cry again.

"Oh, God Adela's still asleep. What if she…"

"I'll go get her." He teleport over to Mystique in the bed and gently hands her two week-old Kurt.

"You take Kurt and get out of here. I'll save Adela and we'll meet in the woods behind the mansion."

"But…" He hushed her.

"Don't worry; I'm sure our daughter is fine. You worry about getting to safety." He kissed her on the forehead and ported away.

She managed to quit Kurt down and she grabbed his diaper bag and the photo album. She morphed into a more normal version of herself wearing a cloak. She escaped through a window, but to her surprise she saw a mob of villagers with pitchforks and torches.

They chased her into the woods. Mystique pumped her legs faster and faster as Kurt's cries grew louder and louder until everything just stopped. Mystique looked behind her and saw all the villagers' pitchforks raise into the air. She looked up a saw a man standing in a metal sphere. All the pitchforks turn on them and they ran away. The sphere lowered in front of her and she saw the man's face through his helmet.

"Magneto?" She whispered to herself. He lent out a hand and Mystique took it. She enters the sphere with Kurt and flies away.

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