For Toad, teasing his feline friend was all good fun, but sometimes not enough. He didn't dwell on that, however, and leaped around to find something more interesting to do. Toad stopped bounding. Today was going to be a boring day. But how wrong he was.

"Alas!" He cried as he imitated a damsel in distress, "there is no one to annoy or kill. I shall wither and die!" He collapsed onto the dirty ground and smiled; life was wonderful.

Life was shit. Sabretooth muttered to himself as he collected the debris off of the ground.

He snarled, "Bloody this, bugger that, blah, blah, blah! I'd like to 'bloody' him up."

He smirked and narrowed his black eyes as he imagined the green burden gasping for breath, being choked with five deadly claws. Toad would try to plead for his life, but his cries would be muffled with his loud gasps. Sabretooth would then watch as the helpless mutant that he clutched went limp. That would be the end of his troubles. Well, maybe not, but it would be a good start.

'Tooth stored his violent scene away for the moment and continued to clean. The cleaning didn't take as long as he thought.

"Lucky for that son of a bitch amphibian. He better be thankin' his lucky star for this." He chuckled. "Lucky star! Some kind of words for a 7'4" mutant, give or take a few inches." He smirked as he looked down, "Or a few more."

He laughed briefly at himself but then stopped as his nose picked up a familiar smell. And thank God, it wasn't a frog.

Mystique laid her blue hand upon the brass knob and pushed the door open.

"Just who I wanted to see." She smiled as she walked into the room. She watched as Sabretooth smiled back at her.

"What are you up to, Blue?" Mystique smiled at his pet name for her and sat herself in a nearby chair.

"Nothing really. I caught Toad in his little 'sanctuary' again. You know, acting like he's someone different. The nerve. But he does seem different sometimes. Wouldn't you agree?" She peered at the feline with her entrancing yellow eyes. His warm smile turned into a sneer.

"He's always been a pain in the ass." Mystique raised her finger at him and yelled:

"ARSE, 'Tooth! Not 'ass'!" She snickered and rocked on the wooden chair she was on. She paused for a moment, considering something. "Sabe, do you think if Toad was given the option... he would leave us?"

Actual concern filled the shape-shifter's eyes as she gazed at her 'brother'. Sabretooth glanced at the floor and answered:

"I think he might." Realizing the passiveness in his voice, he growled, "Not like it matters. I hope he leaves! We don't need that son of a bitch around here." Mystique lowered her head and looked up at the "tough" man in front of her. He could be so difficult sometimes. But he was her Brother, and she loved him.

Sabretooth cocked his head at his 'sister'. "You're worried about something. It's not like the infamous Mystique to be worried." He watched her scoff at his remark as she continued to find the floor utterly fascinating.

"The Brotherhood is small, Sabe. The X-Men continue to grow, and we stay the same." Her voice becomes more enraged, "Why doesn't anyone want to be with us?" Her harsh voice makes Sabretooth nod his head and slightly frown.

"Don't concern your self with that. Soon, we will defeat the X-Men," then he added, "with or without Mort."

Mystique raised her head to look into Sabretooth's black eyes. Her look was of horror, and her scaled face crinkled.

"Mort? Yes... Mortimer is his name. I'd almost forgotten. And my name..." She paused and seemed to search for the name that had been lost to her. "Raven."

She appeared scared at the simple word, but then her yellow eyes flickered with anger. "I will not be that person. She is unknown to me. That would be betraying the Brotherhood, and I simply will not do it!" Sabretooth concernedly looked at her as she continued to speak:

"I will not let Toad betray us either."

And with that, she stormed out of the room and out of the fortress.

Toad lifted himself off of the ground and shuffled his way to the beach. He plopped himself into the water and rolled his eyes.

"Boring!" He yelled aloud. Magneto didn't have any plans for them today, much to Toad's chagrin. He always liked to be doing something, whether it was killing someone, fixing something, killing people, building things... He chuckled to himself and began to play with the sand. Suddenly, he whipped around as he sensed movement behind him. It was Mystique.

"We need to talk."