Hey guys. Today, I got out of school early. When I got home, my mother and I watched 'X-Men Last Stand'. It's my least favorite X-Men film because of what happened to Scott and Charles (even though I saw that ending after the credits) Anyway, I saw that Mystique moment where she gets cured and she helps the government. So I was thinking, why I don't write something about this. Also, I missed Nightcrawler. No idea where he went. So I came up with this.
WARNING: Do not read this if you have not seen X2, X-Men: The Last Stand and X-Men: First Class. Also, there is no cursing or anything that is bad influence. Lastly, sorry about the translation, if I'm wrong. I'm using Google Translate.
A woman walked down the halls of the government facility. The hallway walls were light brown with dark navy blue carpet. Nobody was around, probably freaking out that they were tricked by that clone copying mutant that worked with Magneto. After that trick, they arrested him and locked him up…again.
The woman had a very bad day. Once, she was a woman with a mutation. The ability to change into any person (or human-like object) and her voice she likes. When she was younger, she was so happy she had that mutation. Her true form looked so freakish and weird. She did not mind her short red hair. It was her eyes and body. Her sun yellow eyes and her blue body. Who would be with her in that form? So, she simply kept changing.
Then that fateful night occurred. She was a little girl. A little girl who had no home, no family, and no food. So she found a rich looking house. A perfect place for her to steal food. She went in to steal, but end up meeting a boy. A mutant boy named 'Charles Xavier'. He caught her and talked to her in her mind. So confused, she transformed into her normal self. She was expecting a shriek from a boy or him running away to grab the phone and call the police, but it never happened.
"You're not scared of me?"
"I always believed I wouldn't be the only one in the world. The only person who was different. And here you are. Charles Xavier."
"Raven."
He took her in. Gave her food, a home, and someone to care for her. He agreed to take her in as her sister. She was so happy. No more fear of lowliness. No more fear of other people screaming at the sight of her. Never again because she met Charles.
Time passed and she grew up. She started to lose the little girl in her and grew with what all teenagers cared about. Their looks. She started to only transform back into herself at night. She was still afraid what people thought.
Then she met that cute scientist. Hank McCoy. He was like her. Caring only about their appearance. Only Hank wanted to 'permanently' cure his mutation. Mystique only wanted to cure her appearance, not her ability. Once she met that metal man, Erik Lensherr, everything changed. He said that she never should change. Always be yourself. Eventually, she started to like Erik instead of Hank. That night in his room. That conversation. That kiss. It changed her. She started to accept her true form. She was being herself.
When Erik betrayed them, saying 'mutants' should join together and be against humans, Raven was so confused. Then seeing Charles get shot in the leg, Raven wanted to be with him. Charles, however, says she would be better with Erik...er...Magneto. So, she left with Magneto.
"Hey Beast! Never forget. Mutant and Proud!"
Many years passed. She never changed, though. Thanks to her mutation. She grew darker. Her loyalty to Magneto grew. That changed. It finally broke. She was captured by the government for question about where Magneto was. She never gave in. So, Mystique was transferred to another place. Well, was supposed to. There, Magneto and Pyro saved her. They never got to hear that man load that 'cure' gun. Once she saw that green line on Magneto's back, she did the only thing that a true friend would do. She sacrificed herself. That cure dart flowed into her body. On the cold metal ground, she laid there. Naked. She wanted Erik to comfort her, tell her that he still loved her. But what did he do? He left her.
"You're not one of us anymore."
"Such a shame. And she was so beautiful."
Hatred. Betrayal. Revenge. Those were the feelings Myst...er Raven was feeling. How could he? She thought he loved her. At least be her friend. She guessed he only loved her for her looks. Once she got out, she found some clothes at a local store. When she saw herself in the mirror, 'who is this woman I'm looking at?' was her first thought. She changed into a white blouse that was under a brown business jacket and a brownish-red tight skirt. The clothes didn't scare her. It was those three new features. Her eyes. Her beautiful, yet scary, yellow eyes were gone. Replaced by these sky blue eyes. Next, her hair. From bright orange-red short combed hair, to raven black not combed hair. She actually liked it. The color fit her name. 'Raven'. Finally, the most important feature, her skin. Her blue alien like skin has vanished into this peachy white skin. It felt so soft to her. Not scaly and rough like her other. 'I guess I have to get use to this' she thought.
Once she paid for the clothes, her mind began to think. Erik Lensherr (Magneto), the man she loved, she needs to have her revenge. An idea popped into her head. She had the perfect idea. So, her new white feet covered in black high heels started to walk to the government building.
So here she is now, walking away from the conference room. The room where she gave information about where Magneto was. She did not know Multiple Man would clone himself an entire army just to trick the soldiers. No, she was not tricking the soldiers. She truly was now against the Brotherhood of Mutants. Against Magneto.
She stopped in her tracks, still in the long hallway. Thinking about her whole life. The life that was happy with her only friend and family member 'Charles Xavier', to her new life now. Honestly, she was scared. Terrified. Who will she go to now? Her future is unclear to her now. In seconds, two salty tears fell from her two eyes. Raven Darkholme, for the first time in a long time, started to cry. It suddenly became cold to her, so she hugged herself.
Suddenly, she heard a door behind her open up. Raven quickly wiped away the tears, but did not want that person to look at her never ending tears. So, she didn't turn around.
"Entschuldigen Sie mich. Are you Raven Darkholme?" That voice. She heard it before. It was so familiar to her. The familiar thing about it, it was German. She knew only one person who spoke German and English.
Raven turned around and her eyes widened. There was a man in front of her. He looked younger than her and only a few inches taller than her. The man had her old color skin and hair. The hair was very short and curly. His eyes had her old color. Instead of the funny looking costume she remembered him wearing, he wore a tan long-sleeved dress shirt, a brown trench coat, black dress pants, and black dress shoes. Behind him was his amazing long devilish looking tale swaying back and forth. The man had a very curious expression on his face, waiting for Raven's reaction.
"Nightcrawler?" She asked in a whisper.
"So you do remember me?" The man, Nightcrawler, asked. "Of course I remember you. You worked with the X-Men to save the children from Striker." Raven replied.
"Tzat's not tze reason I was expecting." Raven's eyes widened again. Now she knew what he was talking about. Her mouth turned into a frown and her eyes looked down at the blue carpet.
"Maybe we should talk somevere else. Somevere better tzan a government building." Nightcrawler said. Raven looked up and nodded. Nightcrawler approached her and grabbed her hand. "Hold on." In a second, they were gone. What was only left was blue smoke.
At the park, a large blue smoke appeared. Nightcrawler let go of Raven's hand. Raven looked around and saw they were at the park. Today was normal. Not too many people were there. Children were flying their kites with their parents. Many old citizens sat at tables and played chess with one another.
"Why the park?" Raven asked the blue man.
"I like it. Since people und mutants are not fighting, I come here. Tze people do not fear me anymore. Some of tze children ask me for autographs. Some love to watch me teleport from place to place. Here, I am not feared. I've decided tzis is my new favorite place." Nightcrawler said.
Raven smiled at this thought. She never had a favorite place. Well, she considered Charles mansion her favorite place. There, she met her brother, her only friend, and the only person who cared about her and did not fear her.
"Shall we sit?" Nightcrawler asked her. Raven looked behind her and saw a wooden bench behind them. They both sat down, watching the children play with their loving parents.
"So…you found out." Raven said, breaking the awkward silence.
Nightcrawler looked out to the scenery of the park, ignoring eye contact. "Ja. Vonce tze X-Men left tze Vhite House; tze Professor had a chat vith me. I told him about how I lived in a life of no memory of my parents. I even asked my parents who found me in Germany und tzey had no idea. Tze Professor understood my confusion, so he used his povers and told me to find a voman named 'Raven Darkholme'. I asked him more information, but he said I vouldn't like tze result. Finally, he told me tzat my mutter is Mystique." Nightcrawler said in a serious tone.
Nightcrawler looked back at the woman next to him. "He did not tell me everything, tzough."
Raven looked at him, and then turned her head. She never wanted to come to this. She wanted to forget this. This always would give her nightmares. That awful night.
"Alright." She sighed. "It's time I told you everything, Kurt." She said, using his first name. Kurt nodded and looked at her, waiting for the story he dreamt of hearing.
"There was a man. Well…sort of a man. His name was Azazel. He had red skin, black hair. The things you have from him is his yellow eyes, his pointy tale, and his mutation; teleporting. You have my skin color. I mean the skin color I had. Sadly, I ki…" She paused. Kurt raised his eyebrow, wondering why she stopped. He did sometimes wonder what features came from his mother and father.
"Um…Azazel was murdered by a mysterious woman. Then it was time for me to give birth to you. Only, the locals thought you and I were demons. So, I let you get adopted in Germany by those gypsies so you wouldn't get hurt by those people."
"If you knew all about me, on tzat mission vith tzat Striker man, vhy did you act like you never knew me?" He asked.
"Because of Magneto. If he knew you were my son, I couldn't even imagine what he would do to you."
Kurt took in large breathe. Taking in all the information he just heard. He just could not believe it. That was his story. He wasn't sure if he was truly happy finally figuring out whom he is.
That's when he heard sniffles. He turned and saw Raven, quickly trying to wipe away her tears. She really hated crying, especially in public. It showed weakness, but she couldn't help it. She just re-united with her son, told his story, and can't help but feel awful. She abandoned him. Without telling him anything about her.
"I bet you hate me for this, don't you Kurt?" She asked in a sobbing voice. Kurt looked shocked at her. He used his blue fuzzy hand wiped a tear away from her face.
"I do not hate you, mutter." He said with the kindest tone she ever heard. "Why would you not hate me? I abandoned you. Left you. With no trace of where I've been." She said sadly.
"If you have never left me, I vould not be tze man I am today." Kurt said. "I admit vhen I found out tzat you left me, not knowing who my mutter vas, I vas upset. For about a month, I tzink. As I learn to grow up vith tze Lord, I've learn brand new tzings. In tze Bible, it says, 'Be merciful, even as your Fazher is merciful. Judge not, und you vill not be judged; condemn not, und you vill not be condemned; forgive, und you vill be forgiven.'"
Raven's tears started to flow down even more. Kurt stood up from the bench and offered her a hand. She took it and stood up with him. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around her. Raven stood still for a moment, never really great when it comes to hugs, but wrapped her arms around his neck. They stood like that for a moment or two, not caring if people are watching them.
Finally, he said to her in a soft voice, "No matter vhat you did in tze past or vhat you vill do in tze future, I vill alvays love you, mutter."
"And I'll always love you, Kurt Wagner, my son. I'm also grateful that you have forgiven me." Raven said, smiling.
They broke apart and just stood there, looking at each other. Both smiling at each other. "So…did you have ozher children?" Kurt asked sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I forgot that part." Raven said happily. "Yes, I did. Two actually. One is your older brother. His name is Graydon Creed. Not really a nice boy. He hates mutants. I abandoned him too because of his hatred."
"I can see tzat. Vell, I razher hear my ozher sibling." Raven's smile disappear and she looked towards the ground. Kurt saw this, very curious to hear his other sibling, and softly grabbed his mother's shoulder. "Please, mutter. I need to know." He begged.
Raven took a deep breath, holding back the tears yet to come. "I actually adopted your other sibling. Her name is Anna-Marie. She likes to be called Marie. I adopted her when she was four. When she ran away, she lived by herself in a wood area, all by herself. So my friend 'Destiny' and I took her in and we raised her. That's the other thing." She said, wiping a tear away.
"Vhat is it?" Kurt asked.
"Another family took her in. I let them so Marie could have a better life." She sniffed. Kurt never took his hands off her shoulders, ready to comfort her for whatever she will say next. "You…actually met your sister."
"Vhat! Ich traf meine Schwester?" He asked in German. "Who is she?"
Raven closed her eyes and took another deep breath. "Her mutation is that she can never touch people. If she touches a human, she'll suck the life energy out of them and their memories. If she touches a mutant, she'll suck their memories AND their mutation. She can use them for the same amount of time she touched them. Her mutant name…is Rogue."
Kurt's bright yellow eyes widened. Rogue? Rogue is his sister. He remembered who she is. Rogue was that X-Men member. The one who had that white stripe in her hair. She was the one he saved from falling from the plane. He couldn't believe it.
Raven just waited for her son to react. He just stood there, no movement at all. "Kurt?" she asked. Kurt shook his head, drawing him away from his thoughts. Kurt looked at his mother and smiled. He wrapped his arms around his mother and swayed a little bit.
"Vielen Dank für alles , Mutter. Ich liebe dich so sehr." He cried out with happiness. Raven laughed and hugged him back. Luckily for her, while she was in Germany, she learned a little bit of German. "You're welcome, my son. And I love you too."
Kurt calmed down and let go of her. "Vhere vill you go now, mutter? Since now you are now…you know…changed." He said, trying his best not to sound rude. Raven thought about it.
"I am not sure. I will continue to find my new purpose in this new form. But I should ask you the same thing."
"I have to go somevhere. I must go meet some old friends." Kurt said. "Good-bye, mutter." They hugged again, only Raven gave Kurt a kiss on the cheek when they broke. Kurt looked back at his mother one more time, then teleported away. Raven let one more tear slide down her eye, then walked away from the park, and on to the path to her new life.
Phew! That was long. I'm going to do Part 2 now. I'm working on it as soon as I upload this to my Doc Manager. Please review this. I accept criticism, but not too much criticism. So anyways…um…byes!
Oh! And here are the translation words for this chatper:
Entschuldigen Sie mich= Escuse me
Ich traf meine Schwester= I met my sister
Vielen Dank für alles , Mutter. Ich liebe dich so sehr= Thank you for everything, mother. I love you so much.