Chapter 7

Mystique and Kurt sit on a commercial flight next to each other, both of them in more normal forms of themselves. Kurt sits as close to the window as possible avoiding any eye contact with Mystique. Mystique sits on the far side of her sit not looking up from her book by her favorite writer Oscar Wilde. She had been on the same page for an hour, because she was becoming aggravated by all the noise in the background. There was an annoying little kid behind her screaming; woman who was hacking up something beside her and a man snoring in front of her with his seat back so far that it crushed her legs.

"I thought the Professor was rich, why did we get stuck in coach?" Mystique complained.

"Well, our funds have been low since we had to rebuild the mansion." Kurt said referring to when Mystique destroyed the mansion not too long ago. He turned back around to starred out the window and let out a sigh.

Mystique said nothing and went back to pretending that she was reading the book.

The little kid behind her was jumping up and down screaming for more soda. Oh, I wish I could have brought my guns with me. Damn Xavier and his rule of no lethal weapons! She thought.

She looked over at Kurt again and saw how depress he was. It was understandable seeing that he was trapped with arch enemy mother for the rest of his summer vacation. She still didn't know why he wanted her alive in the first place; it's not like she cared that much about him. Well she used to, but that was so long ago, back when he couldn't fend for himself or even support his own head. He is older now he didn't need her; he had his own set of parents to worry about him. She still had a little of a motherly instinct towards him. After all she is his mother, but he was no longer her son, not anymore. Even though the thought hurts, it was something she accepted 16 years ago.

Mystique was interrupted in her thoughts by another loud snore by the man in front of her. She kicked the chair so hard that it flew back to the upright position. The man remained asleep.

Later in Vienna Austria

"You're lucky we didn't get kicked off the plane for what you did to that little kid." Kurt argued getting off the plane.

"Hey, it got him shut-up didn't it?" Mystique replied.

"I bet he is going to have nightmares for years."

"Hallo, Frau Darkholme and Herr Wagner, I been sent by Professor Xavier to escort you to the hotel you will be staying in." said a tall sandy-blonde haired man. "My name is Johann, Johann Stein." He kisses Mystique's hand.

Mystique snatches her hand back. "Whatever, let's get out of here. I couldn't get any sleep on that flight." Mystique said handing Johann her luggage.

"I see he sent you to baby-sit her. Her past of being an assassin and a terrorist, she needs one." He said to Kurt.

"I prefer the term Freedom Fighter." Mystique told him.

They head to the car in the parking lot. Kurt sat in the back and Mystique sat up front. Mystique immediately turned into her true form. "I hate being in a disguise for that long."

Johann sat in the driver's seat. He reached in his coat pocket and pulled out a gun.

"I finally got you where I wanted you." He said.

"I should have known this was some trap by Xavier."

"Xavier has nothing to do with this. Xavier did ask me to usher you to the hotel, but the award for your arrest is too high to pass up. Now, $850,000 is all mine."

Mystique punched him in the face she kicked him outside the still open door. "I'm worth at least a million!" She picked up his gun. "Good, I needed one of these. Xavier took all of mine before I left." She checked if it had any bullets. "It's empty, what was he trying to do scare me?" She laughed. "Do you know him, Kurt?"

Kurt shook his head. "I never met him."

"We got to get out of here before they find his unconscious body." She steals the keys and drives off.

At the hotel

"Room 101, room 101… Ah here it is!" Mystique opens the door. The room was nice and spacious, but there was one major problem there was only one bed.

"You're sleeping on the floor." Mystique said straight away.

"Vhat! That's not fair!"

"I am your mother and I'm older so you should show me respect." She tossed her luggage on the bed. "Besides, I called it first."

"Whatever you selfish, evil…" Kurt mumbled under his breath. He pulled out a laptop out of his suitcase given to him from Professor Xavier.

"What's that for? You're not one of those kids who play computer games all day and chat on Myspace are you?" Mystique asked lying down on the bed.

"Nein, this is for something else." He placed in on the dresser across the room and turned it on. "Professor Xavier has located the House of Dermatology labs in Salzburg, Austria. He feels this will be her next target." He shows her the faculty.

"Who?" Mystique asked.

"The mutant that is impersonating you,"

"How does he even know for sure that she is in Austria?"

"He tracked down a Raven Darkholme purchasing a ticket 5 days ago."

"She took my name, too! Ah, I hate that stupid wannabe! She's causing all this trouble and is using my name, my alias, and even my old agency! How could she have found all that out?"

"I don't know. We'll find out when we catch her."

"If we catch her, if she is anything like me it will be hard to do." Mystique said more to her self rather than to Kurt. "Gut gute Nacht, Kurt." She threw some pillows and a blanket on the floor for him.

"Guten nacht," He said angrily and rolled his eyes.

How does the impersonator know so much about Mystique? We will find that out later. Mystique and Kurt continue their search in Salzburg.

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