"Such a sweet woman I've heard." the man said softly. He hadn't raised his voice since that blue bitch had drug me into the building, even though I'd shot some particularly nasty words at him. Instead, he'd used whatever power he possessed to wrap a steel band through my mouth and around my head to shut me up. "It's a shame you weren't born like us."
The blue bitch stood to the side, smiling. I narrowed my eyes, focusing my mind on all the ways I'd tear into her filthy hide when I got loose. There wasn't much else to do, tied to a chair and gagged. The slick greasy woman reminded me of a damn snake! Even her yellow glowing eyes seemed to indicate the underhanded personality. How had I been so stupid? I should've realized there was something going on.
The man smiled, but paced in front of me. "I hate that it has come to this, but I cannot allow a mere homo sapien to be trusted with such a thing as the futures of our superior race." Fuck the gag, I started trying to scream obscenities. If he thought I would sit here while he ran me and my kids down, he had another thing coming!
He stopped giving me a stern look, before I felt the metal tightening, cutting into my mouth. "Stop that now, go out with some dignity." My eyes widened as I realized he was ready to kill me, and at this point there was no way to stall.
Mystique lay her hand on his shoulder, her head tilting toward the ceiling. He nodded, "Get the boys and get up there to greet our guests." She nodded, quickly prancing from the room. I narrowed my eyes thinking if I ever got out of this, I'd make a habit of chopping the head off every snake I come across in memory of that disgusting female. She didn't even wear clothes!
With those thoughts finally clearing, I turned my eyes back to the threat in front of me. He stood hands clasped, looking down at me. "I'm afraid it's time to call it a day, my dear." I started struggling for everything I was worth, blood dripping from my mouth, the bands cutting into my wrists as I yanked, but all I could think was the kids would think I'd abandoned them too! They'd think I'd ran out on them like their parents!
He stepped closer, his hand held out in front of him. I felt the steel bands tightening around my chest and tears burn my eyes as I fought for oxygen. This was my last moments: trapped by an old man, killed by a mutant because I'd fallen for mutant children, thinking of the kids being alone again. Then a peace seemed to settle over me. The kids had Vic' and Cat', plus everyone else at the School. They would be well loved. Hank was in a better mood, Logan had even admitted he'd never seen him so happy. He'd move on with his life. Edna had the kids to talk to now, and they had her. She'd already admitted to taking sewing back up, so she could make them some clothes they could brag their meemaw made. The world would be good, it would turn as it always had without me. The only person I had to worry about at the moment was me.
I looked at the old man in front of me and shut my eyes, accepting his judgement. I was not one to hate, and I would not die with hate filling my heart, but understanding. In his own way, he was only looking out for his kind and I couldn't fault him. I felt a moment's pause as the bands quit moving, but a broken roar shattered my peace. I turned to see what it was, but the blood rush to my head, with the lack of proper air, I passed out.