These enemies are not backing down any moment. She was tired from fighting that blasted laser optic mutant and almost felt like she almost died had Psylocke sliced the car that the blue beast threw at the air almost crushing her. She continued fighting the laser mutant but he was suddenly teleported out from the battlefield. Not knowing what to do next, she backed up against a wall and turned into the other direction and was shocked. She watched in hidden corner as her heroine Mystique and a silver haired guy stood in front of their newest recruit who surrounded himself with magnetic field and currently shifting the magnetic poles of the Earth that will ensue the end of the world and the beginning of a new one

"I'm gonna go and fight for what I have left" Mystique said. Magneto gave her a long glance and she continued. "Are you?" she asked him firmly. Magneto seems to contemplate her question and he wasn't the only one.

She felt almost hopeless in their situation. Yes, she hated this world. It has been unfair for her to live like a rotten rat in the streets, barely surviving if she hadn't discover her powers to control small thunder, wave of tornado blast or even strike lightning to utilize in her thievery. Her "family" which consisted of many street kids in Cairo's bazaar place have always depended on her. She tries very hard to survive but the cruel fate had bestowed a desperate poverty upon her. Even Mystique was not enough to inspire her from refraining to be tempted by Apocalypse's promise.

He amplified her powers and promised her a better world but as she is seeing her surroundings, fighting fellow mutants and the consequences of erasing the entire mankind that includes her foster family back in Egypt, seeds of doubt began sprouting in her drought mind that somehow, she made a mistake of choosing this side./p

Mystique didn't wait for his answer though, she and the silver haired guy turned their backs on him with the latter taking his time before holding the back of Mystique's head and speeding faster than the speed of light towards a battle jet floating above.

The lightning has yet to strike...