"Magnetic"

Chapter Three

"Mutant and Proud"

It had become somewhat of a personal mantra to Mystique. At first she had been disgusted by it. Of course part of that disgust was because of jealously. She had been jealous that Charles had been hitting on some random woman at a bar. Jealous that the woman had a mutation that some men would consider beautiful while no man would find her beautiful unless she took the form of someone else.

Then she had met Hank McCoy..someone with his own thing to hide. She had thought that he would understand but he had only wanted to change both himself and her. He had found what he thought was a cure but it had turned into something completely different. To him it might have been a nightmare brought to life but to her it had made him more beautiful in her eyes. He just couldn't see it.

Eric Lensherr had been the one to break the cycle of disappointment. He had looked at her when she was herself and had only seen beauty. She would be forever grateful to him for showing her that she too could be 'Mutant and Proud'. She combed her crimson hair and looked in the mirror before retiring to her bed.

Eric hadn't invited her to his bed since the incident at the beach. That had been where more than one mutant made their choice. She was torn until Charles told her to go with Magneto. Her last words to Hank had been for him to remember the phrase 'Mutant and Proud'. She doubted he would find as much comfort in it as she did.

She laid on her side and looked out the window. Moonlight filled her room and she looked up at the stars. Maybe if she found a shooting star she could wish for Hank to embrace his mutant half. She laughed to think of such childish things. After all..wishes rarely ever came true. Raven did have to admit that one of her wishes had come true so...What the hell?

She saw what she thought was a shooting star and made her wish. Upon some reflection she realized it had only been a plane. She moved around and was now facing the other side of the room where there was no light. Only darkness. It seemed to be a metaphor for her life and choices. On the one hand she had Xavier who represented the dark part of her life and on the other she had Magneto who represented the light part of her life. There was a time when their roles might have been reversed but not anymore..Not since that night she had with Eric.

She was thankful for her blue skin because in that moment she blushed. It always made her blush when she thought about that night. She had expected him to turn her away and if she hadn't given him what he wanted he just might have. She now moved to stare at the ceiling finding it harder and harder to get to sleep. The fact that Eric hadn't invited her to his bed was now weighing heavily on her mind. Had she not been good enough?

She now found herself wishing that Charles was their to use his power to make her think of something else but thinking of Charles only made things worse. Whenever she thought about Charles she would always think of that moment at the beach when he was shot in the back. After her thoughts went to Charles they went to Hank and after Hank they went back to Eric. It was a never ending cycle with her. The two men who had disappointed her and the one who had shown her the way.

She got out of the bed, walked over to her closet and grabbed a robe. Why she still felt the need to grab a robe she would never know. Maybe she had just become a creature of habit. She walked out of her room and made her way down the hall until she reached Eric's room. She knocked but then realized it was a foolish thing to do. It was so late at night that he was probably already asleep. She was still curious so she opened the door and found him in the bed.

She walked over and took note of how cute he looked when he slept. She sat on the side of the bed and just watched him sleep. She took her right hand and moved some of his hair out of his face. Raven wanted to wake him up with a kiss but thought better of it. He was making weird expressions with his face which meant he must have been having a bad dream. She prepared to get up but she slipped and her hand landed on his dick. She was surprised to find it hard and quickly moved her hand away from it.

Well I guess it's nice to know he's having that kind of dream.

She then began to wonder if he was thinking of her. That brought a smile to her face and she decided that she would wake him up after all.

"Eric?"

When that didn't work she decided that she would just give him a kiss. She lowered her face and her lips touched his. Once their lips touched he grabbed her and kissed her furiously. His tongue was about to enter her mouth when he opened his eyes. Mystique backed away and got off the bed.

"What are you doing Mystique?"

"Well I..I was curious as to why you haven't invited me to your bed and well..you were making weird faces and your um..."

Instead of finishing her sentence she pointed towards the blanket and upon seeing his erection he got out of bed but had wrapped the sheets around his waste. Mystique licked her lips when she saw his bare chest but knew it wouldn't be a good time.

"I'm sorry..I'll be going..."

"You do that while I take a cold shower."

Raven left the room but not before looking back one last time and she was not sorry she did. She looked back just in time to see Eric remove the sheet from his waste and the view as he walked towards the bathroom made Mystique blush once again. She made her way back to her room and was stopped by Emma.

"What are you doing Emma?"

"I think we need to talk."

"About what?"

Emma gave Mystique a stern look and sighed.

"About why Eric hasn't invited either one of us to his bed."

Raven did have to admit that the idea of Eric not inviting Emma to his bed made her pleased. At least it has nothing to do with me.

If you like I can fill you in on who it does have something to do with.

Mystique was irritated that Emma had read her thoughts and began to walk towards her room.

"I don't care what you have to say..It's probably just a bunch of lies anyway."

Raven looked back once and saw Emma still standing there. Before she slammed her door shut she heard Emma shout something.

"Don't say I didn't at least try to give you some warning."

Raven laid back in her bed feeling no better then she was before. Now not only were her thoughts on Eric, Hank and Xavier but they were also now on Emma and whatever she had wanted to tell her. She looked at her window and began to count the stars before falling asleep.

When she fell asleep she began to dream..well it was more of a nightmare really. She was back at the X-Mansion and she saw Charles and Magneto talking. Whatever they were talking about must have disappointed Eric because he looked down. Raven was going to run over to him but what she saw next shocked her. Eric began to kiss Charles. Mystique turned around and saw Emma.

"What is this?"

"Hot isn't it?"

"In what weird world do you live in that what they are doing is considered hot?"

Emma smiled. "I worked in the Hell Club remember? I've seen a lot worse then what their doing and most of the time I wasn't even a participant. Every once in a while I would have to check on my girls though to make sure they were alright."

"Is this some kind of weird dream?"

"It is definitely a dream. I picked up on it a few nights ago. Such psychic energy doesn't tend to go unnoticed by me."

"You mean this dream...Eric..."

Raven thought she would be sick. He hadn't been dreaming about her at all. Instead he had been dreaming about Charles. Now whenever she thought of Eric and Charles a whole new series of thoughts would fill her head. Thoughts she wanted no part of.

"Wait...You said psychic energy..Do you mean that..."

"Well you aren't as slow as I thought. Xavier seems to be projecting things into Magneto's mind."

Raven looked back and thought, And apparently those things enter through the mouth. She shook her head and turned to face Emma again.

"So there's a chance Eric isn't aware of what he's doing..Charles could be manipulating him."

"You are so naive..Xavier may be projecting thoughts and images into Eric's mind but it is still Eric's dream and Eric wouldn't be doing anything he didn't already want to do."

"Stop! I don't want to see anymore."

Mystique woke up and covered herself with the blankets. The fact that Emma had been in her dream disturbed her. She thought for a few seconds and frowned. In the nightmare, as she would now call it, Emma had talked about projecting images into another persons mind. It could be that Emma was so ticked off by Mystique's cold shoulder that she projected images into her mind that she knew Raven wouldn't want to see.

Yeah that has to be it, She thought.

She laid back down but couldn't get back to sleep. She dared not close her eyes just in case Emma was waiting for another opportunity to strike. Eventually she did fall back asleep and much more pleasant dreams filled her mind.

Author's Note: Yet another chapter complete. I told you this story would be more than sex scene after sex scene and dang if there isn't some kind of plot developing. In my mind it makes sense for Emma to be aware of Charles' projecting. In the movie her and Charles are able to sense each other so it would make sense that if he was projecting Emma would pick up on it psychically. Initally this was supposed to be mainly Magneto's POV, then only his and Charles' but now Mystique has been thrown into the mix. It makes sense to get some things through her perspective because she loved Charles and is in love with Eric so she's a character who will be impacted by their feelings for each other which thanks to Emma we now know are real. In a way I feel bad for making Mystique so naïve but in another it adds even more angst to the story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and by this rate I'll probably have Chapter 4 up sooner than you think..Yeah..My other stories aren't getting done anytime soon...Until next time. ;-)