Chaotic Boredom: To be truthful, Lockjaw is a creature of my insanity. But never fear, I will dole in a few other comic book characters. I feel that the New mutants are much less balanced than the older team, and I intend to fix that problem, both with comic and self-made characters. Expect to see a few favorites. (Such as the character whom they rumor Risty to have been based off of. See if you can find her name in the fic. Hint: it's within the first two pages.
And now, without any more stalling, let the action begin.
The first part of the conclusion to Mystique's Monastery Saga begins…
NOW!
Chapter 15: the Battle Begins.
Mystique's laughter echoed throughout the massive room. The central tower was the largest of the Monastery. It was as wide across the bottom as a small house, and was ten stories tall. The X-men and their two allies were at the fifth floor. A very painful drop if they were to go through one of the numerous windows.
Finally, she stopped laughing, and shook her head.
"You all fell right into my trap. This is too perfect. All I have to do is kill you, and not only will I be back in Magneto's good graces, but I will get rid of my biggest opposition."
Cyclops spoke up, "And how do you know that you can kill us? You haven't ever beaten us in a battle yet!"
Mystique shook her head, and turned to Banshee.
"Was that the Eckolsyp I heard taking off?"
Banshee nodded, and smiled, "With Doctar McCoy, Doctar
MacTaggert, Mistah Masters, Forge, Ms. Sefton, Mr. Trevais Senior, me sistah,
'nd Lockjaw's brothah on board."
Mystique shook her head, "Oh well, I really didn't need them as more than bait, and I can kill them later."
And, with that statement, Mystique transformed her left arm into a whip, and her right arm into an ax.
"Vhoa, since vhen can she do dat?" Asked Nightcrawler, as he and the rest of the X-Men scattered.
She smiled at their befuddlement.
"My powers have evolved since I was left by you all to be experimented on in Area Fifty-One."
"Great," Said Rogue, "Soh now she can transform 'er body pahts inta weapons."
She took off a glove, and started to sneak up on Mystique.
However, Mystique was having none of it, as she showed Rogue by swinging her right arm, transforming it into a war-hammer in mid swing. The war-hammer caught Rogue in the side, and sent her flying into a wall, barely conscious.
"One down, a whole bunch to go."
Jean decided to try and cut their losses by taking Mystique down now. However, the metamorph merely wrapped the whip around the telekinetic's neck. She then slammed her into the roof, then the right wall, the floor, the roof again, then once more the floor, then the left wall, the wall behind her, the roof above her, the floor in front of her, then the right wall, the wall behind her, then finally, through the door from which the X-Men had emerged. Jean hit the ground battered, bloodied, but alive.
Scott was infuriated by Mystique's actions, and as such, did something stupid. Instead of staying back and plastering her, he rushed in. Mystique caught him with the whip as well, and showed him the same treatment she did his girlfriend.
Wolfsbane rushed at the metamorph, as did Lockjaw. The two were in their were-forms (AN: Think of when Rahne goes for a human build, with wolf features, that's what I'm talking about.) Wolfsbane was treated to a smash of the hammer to her stomach, and Lockjaw was shown what a mace feels like when it hits your head. The two mutants staggered away from the metamorph, out of the fight.
Storm raised her hands, and began to fire lighting at the metamorph. Mystique rushed forward, dodging bolts of lighting.
Finally, she reached the weather-controlling mutant, whom she began to beat furiously. She transformed her leg into a mace, and slammed Storm with it. She then began to beat her with her whip-formed left arm. Finally, the powerful mutant fell, unable to withstand the assault any more.
The furious beating of his aunt brought Evan's anger to a head, and he began a furious assault of spines. Mystique began running, trying to avoid the spiky barrage. However, Evan was very good at aiming, and had begun firing both in front of and behind her, so that she could not evade the attack. She made a decision, and rushed forward, transforming her right-arm into a shield.
The spines hit the shield. Mystique cried out slightly, but then shook her arm. The spikes dropped from it as it morphed into a mace, and she turned to the spike's owner.
She rushed at him, and unloaded three hits with the mace in rapid succession. The third hit slammed the boy to the ground, skidding him to lie next to his fallen aunt.
Seeing one of his best friends at the institute go down did not sit well with Berserker. And when something didn't sit well with him, it wasn't a good thing.
The electricity-throwing mutant rushed forward, intending to fry Mystique at close range. However, as he closed in for the shot, she turned, and slammed him into a wall with her whip. She then threw him into several more walls, before sending him flying out a window.
Nightcrawler, quickly reacted, teleporting Berserker out of his drop, and set him down with Jean and Scott.
As Magma raised her arms, she knew that it was possible that
her powers could go out of control again. But she didn't care, this b*tch was
hurting her friends, and she was going to show her what having a blast of magma
hit you in the back feels like.
Magma fired off a burst of, well, magma.
Mystique, however, was a metamorph, a fact that the X-Men had forgotten
in the heat of battle. She evaded the
attack by transforming into a rat, and scrambling out of the way. She then transformed back, and, seeing that
the girl was having trouble controlling her powers, rushed at her.
However, Mystique found that she couldn't get close to the girl because of the heat she was radiating. She therefore sent her whip around her neck, her face creased with pain, as she lifted her into the air, and sent her following the two elder mutants through their entrance.
Kyle had decided that enough was enough, and rushed forward. Mystique tried to wrap the whip around his neck, only to have it pass through his neck like it was made of mist. He closed on the stunned shape-shifter, and slammed her a fist to the face, shattering her nose. He then kicked her in the stomach, again in the chest, then flipped off of her, slamming her with both feet on the way off. He hit the ground again, and slipped back into a fighting pose.
Mystique was a skilled fighter, however, and was not pleased that this kid had managed to land several solid hits on her. WHILE BLINDFOLDED!!! She therefore sent her whip straight through the air. Kyle's hearing was still blurry from Conner's blasts against the Blob, and he couldn't manage to grab the whip. The whip wrapped itself around his neck, and, as everyone watched with a sort of horrified fascination, Kyle was lifted into the air by his neck. And slowly, ever so slowly, Mystique began to squeeze the life from him.
~The X-Men teams have met Mystique in battle, and have found that she is stronger, faster, and more powerful than ever before. She now has gained the ability to transform her body parts into weapons, and, worse yet, has taken out half of the X-Men. As their teammates lie across the battlefield, battered and recovering from Mystique's pounding hits, Kyle is slowly strangled by the metamorph. Will the X-Men be able to save the blind warrior? How will they take out a mutant who is as powerful as Mystique has become? What will they do to her if they manage to win?~
~Find out all of this and more in the next chapter, the conclusion of the Mystique's Monastery Saga: Sound the Bugle Now~
