Interview 2: Krystal Wagner speaks to someone about the mutant guard, Elena Sidney

I did not know what to feel about her at first, mein Herr. She was another mutant guard, another traitor. But my brother had some faith that the guards didn't want to hurt us. Other than the crazies.

She wasn't cruel to us, but she did what they told her to. I can still see her face as she held a gun on Kurt. I believe she would have fired, too, if he had done anything she didn't like.

But I changed my mind that one day a few days before Christmas when we were caught again trying to escape. She had us strapped to the rack. My wrists still ache, thinking about it. Then Pietro came in and wanted to take my tail. He would, too. Everyone knew what he did to Remy, and that he would do it again. So she made a bargain with him for our safety.

She threatened Kurt, too, but that was for show. I knew it. I could feel it as he did, mein Herr...his fear dropped away to be replaced with pity.

I saw her next two days later, walking along the cells. She seemed smaller, jumpy. She screamed when I called to her.

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Yes, mein Herr. She called me Mystique. She talked to me like I was an old friend, but more than that. She behaved as if I were her mother, or a saint, or something. But she told me there would be an escape.

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I had nearly freed myself from my collar when I heard a scream from my left. I looked and saw Remy and Elena. He had done something to her. Her chest was burnt, and he hissed out something at her before he let her fall to the floor. So I went over to see her.

She smiled and asked me to hold her. I did. She asked if she had done well. I said she had, trying to find her pulse. It was slowing. She relaxed in my arms and told me she was glad I was with her again, for she could die in peace.

(sniff) I'm sorry. I tried to get her to recognize me, but she kept calling me by my mother's name instead. Finally she grew silent, and she breathed out, and was no more. So I teleported out of the prison.

There were trucks there, and drivers for them, to take us to Canada. I kept her body with me and took it onto the truck when we left. She deserved better than what the other guards got.