Stone Cold

Author's Note: I don't own X-Men Evo. What made you think that I did? Do I look important? I do? Why thank you!

Author's Second Note: This takes place sometime after Impact. This is the situation: What if Mystique hadn't died from that push off a cliff and shattering? Also, I have no idea if I spelled Agatha's name right. I just guessed.

Chapter 1: Shattered

It was a cold night. The wind blew gently through Kurt Wagner's fine fur. He could hear the waves crashing onto the shore beneath the cliff below. He stood, waiting beside Agatha Harknis. He also stood beside his mother, Mystique. He stared into her stone eyes.

Vhy did you do this... he asked in his mind. He couldn't understand it. She had been working to release Apocalypse, but why? He didn't know. She had been taken advantage of, and had had her own powers used against her. She was now a lifeless stone statue. The Professor and Beast had told him many times that they could not save her...and Rogue had told him many times that if he did not get rid of their "mother", she would. But he hadn't the heart to simply give her up. All the evil, all the deception, and all the lies put aside, she was still his mother. He couldn't deny that. He wanted to save her. So, after he had saved her from the Brotherhood, who abused her to no end, he had heard the one named Wanda say that perhaps Agatha Harknis could help her. Kurt prayed she was right. Agatha had obliged, but said another was needed to save Mystique. Apparently, it was this person whom they were waiting for. He stared into her stone face, twisted in agony and fear and surprise. It twisted a knife deeply into his heart. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from behind the trees, down the path. He turned around to stare down the dark path, hanging around the post for support. He felt like he was going to faint. His yellow eyes stared out into the darkness as he saw a faint shadowy figure walking towards the path. He saw brown hair with white bangs over an extremely pale face...wait, he recognized that. It was Rogue! Or was it his mind playing tricks on him? He could not understand why Rogue, who hated Mystique so much, would want to help her. Or maybe she didn't know...perhaps Agatha had simply sent her a message to meet them there... no matter what the reason, she was there. He was sure it was her. He could see her face now, she was right up to them.

"Rogue? Vhy are you here?" Kurt asked, surprised.

"She has come to end the torment." Agatha explained to the bewildered Nightcrawler. She turned to gaze sadly at Rogue. "Isn't that right, child?"

Rogue stole a glance at Kurt, then turned back to look roughly at Agatha. "Yes." She said simply.

Agatha put her old, wrinkled hands together. "If your mother-" At the word "mother", Rogue cringed, "-is alive, only you have the power to save her." Agatha said calmly to Rogue. Rogue stared in shock and disbelief at Agatha's words. "Rest your hands on the stone, and absorb the mutation." Agatha continued.

"Hold on now!" Kurt burst out, throwing his hands in the air. "Is that even safe?" he asked. "What if she-"

But Agatha put her hands up for silence. "A moment is all that it will take. It will free Mystique enough for her to unlock her own powers." Agatha interrupted.

Rogue stared down at her own gloved hands, thinking hard of what to do. "You're serious?" Rogue asked in a small tone. She looked back up to Agatha and Kurt, and last of all, Mystique's cold, hard body. "I'm the only one who can save her?" Rogue took a few steps forward toward the statue, but stopped. Kurt quickly took the chance and grabbed Rogue shoulder, and squeezed it affectionately.

"Please, Rogue. It's the right thing to do; you know it is!" He pleaded. But she pushed him off, threw her hands up as if to shield herself from the statue, and whirled around. "No!" She cried. "I won't do it!"

Kurt quickly ran in front of her, his demon-like tail swishing rapidly. "If you don't help her," he stated, his hands swishing through the air n front of him. "This will haunt you for the rest of your life!" He put his fist in front of his face. "Prove that you are not like her!"

Rogue whirled around and stepped in front of Mystique as Agatha watched from the side. She cocked her head, staring into Mystique's cold, lifeless eyes. She closed her own, deep in thought, and just as she was about to decide to save her mother, memories of all the times Mystique had used her, and betrayed her, and lied to her flooded into her mind. A rage the likes of which she'd never felt before overwhelmed her, and she roared. She thrust the statue-her foster-mother, Kurt's real mother- through the railing and off the cliff. She didn't hear Kurt's scream or Agatha's gasp of surprise, or the sound of Kurt teleporting, trying to save his beloved mother. She didn't look over to see if the statue had somehow survived. She panted hard, sweat pouring down her face. When she could hear again, she heard Kurt scream, "NO!" and a satisfying smash, as she knew Mystique had been reduced to a pile of rubble. She walked over to the edge to see Kurt at the bottom of the shore, kneeling and crying beside the fragments of stone that was all that was left of her mother. She began to sob too, as she heard Kurt's cries ring out into the cold, cold night. She turned around and ran into the dark forest, Kurt's cries echoing in her mind all the way, Agatha's look of disapproval clouding her vision.

Kurt sat crying at the bottom of the great cliff overlooking the sea. His mother, who he had hated and loved at the same time, was now gone. No hope of coming back. All because of Rogue. He never wanted to see her again. He felt anger and hatred toward his supposed sister. He hated everything right then. He hated the mansion, he hated the Brotherhood, he hated the crabs who kept trying to take away the small bits of his mother's hand, and most of all, he hated Rogue. Now Mystique was dead, never to come back.

Or so everyone thought.

How's that, people? This chapter is just a review of what we saw in the show. This episode is Impact, by the way. Please, review!