(A/n) If anyone is wondering it's not that I don't love this story and it's infinite possibilities but I got a fever which became the flu. Which was just brilliant timing because I had finals and regents again. Besides, each chapter is handled with care. As if it were a child...
Chapter 5: Mystique: "Inspirational Speaker" or "Occult Leader"? You Decide...
"Well, this isn't too bad." Kitty reasoned as she stepped down stairs into the small restaurant. She was wearing a long pink sundress with yellow flowers. Rogue was behind her wearing a long purple dress and she looked like she had been dipped in glitter. Jubilee stood beside her in a short yellow dress while Storm was in front wearing a long blue dress with a split up the left side.
"WHAT?!?!." Storm yelled as she eyed the scene with horror. Rogue just stood there with her mouth hanging open while Jubilee began grinning like a crazed maniac.
Rogue let out a low whistle. "Wow. It looks like the guys from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy just blew up in here.
It was basically the average club, the whole place a deep azure blue, complete with dance floor and a stage with a microphone in the middle and glittery curtains in the back. Distinguished women of all ages, races and Medicare plans sat in tables around the dance floor or at the bar."Oh my God. Is that Eyal Podell behind that bar without a shirt on?!" Jubilee squealed as they saw the young man who was actually just Mystique's assistant, behind the bar. While it's true he didn't have a shirt on he did have on a black bow tie and cuffs on as he ground his hips to the music and shook the shaker in his hand.
"I'm so glad you could join us." Senator Kelly's voice greeted from behind the women. They whirled around just in time to see Mystiques' eyes turn that eerie golden glow that didn't fit the Senator's face. At least, that's what they would've noticed if they hadn't been blown away by the shape shifter's outfit.
Sure, he was wearing the white shirt, tie and slacks the Senator was usually in but it was what was over the formal wear that was shocking. Senator Kelly was wearing a multi-colored boa over his shoulders, it feather's seemingly dipped in glittered. Under it was a bright yellow robe, lined in cotton on the edges with studs on the back that spelled out "Boy Toy".
Finally managing to shut her gaping mouth, Storm used one hand to cover Jubilee's eyes and the other to grab Rogue as she hauled them out of here."Come on!" Storm barked. "We're leaving Mystique to her Rocky Horror Picture Show, NOW!"
This caused Kitty to snap back into reality and hurriedly follow her teacher. Mystique ran in front of them before they could make it to the door and Storms' eyes clouded over in that familiar white that she had seen plenty over the years. Mystique raised her hands in a peaceful gesture.
"Calm down, Static Cling. Just sit down. You can have a sea breeze and we'll get the little ones here some virgin Pina Coladas and we can talk business. I mean that's why you're here, isn't it? Didn't the...men." Mystique spat the word in disgust. "...Send you here to gather information." Mystique noticed the irritated expressions on each of her fellow mutants' faces.
'I guess the men at Xavier's Institute are less than gentlemanly, too.' Mystique thought. 'This could definitely be used to my advantage.' The women in front of her watched as Mystique smirked. Although she was still in the guise of Senator Kelly, her eyes glowed that eerie gold.
Storm rolled her eyes as her shoulders slumped to show she had conceded. The girls went to a high nearby table and sat in the four stools that accompanied it. Mystique pulled up a stool from a nearby table and sat down, raised her hands in the air and clapped them.
"Oh Jason." Mystique purred, this time in Senator Kelly's voice. Rogue, Jubilee and Kitty watched especially interested as the man who was formerly behind the bar, came up to them with a pad and a pen.
"Can I take your order?" He asked, smirking at the girls who were staring dreamily at him.
"Yes, Jason. I'll have a sea breeze and Ms. Monroe will have...""Uh...The same."
"Rogue?"
"Virgin Pina Colada sounds good."
"Make it two." Jubilee added.
"What? I can't explore my horizons?"
Jason smiled and the girls realized how much he looked like a younger Tom Cruise, causing an impulsive sigh to escape their lips almost in unison. "All right. I'll be right back with your drinks."
As he walked away, Mystique shamelessly groped her assistant's...assets with her eyes. Finally she turned back toward them and let her real voice slip back.
"I've called you here because I want your support of Operation: Castration."
"What?!" Storm exclaimed for the second time that evening. The girls frowned in a mix of confusion and anger as they all began talking. In the midst of the babble, the words "Crazy", "Conceited" and "Blue Bitch" could distinctly be heard.
"Wait." Storm told the girls who eventually settled down. "Why in the name of all that is holy would we side with you?!"
"Oh, Storm." Senator Kelley's voice began as Jason brought them their drinks. "You think I don't understand what it's like to be a woman stuck in a man's world?"Jason eyes became twice as wide and the sea breeze he was about to pla
ce in front of his boss was stuck in mid air with his hand around it. Finally he placed it o the table and squeaked a quick "Excuse me." before shuffling off.
"You live with men 24/7. What I'm proposing is a way to get them back for every belch, fart and other vile excretion they decided to let loose in front of us, thinking it was charming. What I'm proposing is a chance to revenge every lewd comment or every time you saw their eyes stray down waaayyyy too far to possibly be looking you in the eye!" Mystique was now in hysterics and her voice melted with the Senator's drawing a few stares toward them.
"Mystique." Storm said in a warning tone. "Calm down." Despite her ravings, Storm couldn't help but see the logic in what she was saying. She looked toward the girls and was surprised but what she saw. Anger contorted their faces as they each looked absently in different directions no doubt remembering some incident where the men at the Institute had pissed them off.
"What I'm proposing...." Mystique took Storm's hand, drawing her attention back toward her. "...Is revenge for every time your stash of chocolate was raided, during that time of the month, the AB-SO-FREAKING-LUTELY, wrong time of the month to be without it and watch their stupid, blank faces as they deny taking it! Even if they have little bits of chocolate spread across their ugly faces!" Lost in a memory herself, Mystique didn't noticed she was breaking Storm's hand until she heard a little squeak under the table where Storm writhed in pain.
"Oops." She helped Storm back on her chair. "My bad."
Storms' eyes clouded over and Mystique made a move to jump off her seat until the white-haired mutant spoke. "You're right. They must pay. All of them." Mystique's eyebrows rose in surprise and she looked at the others. They each held the crazed, murderous look in their eyes.
"Excellent."
Rogue leaned in to whisper. "But why would you align yourself with these humans? Once they find out we're mutants they'll probable turn on us."
Mystique grinned. "You know, I never understood the term 'Blinded by Hate.' Only men and the dull-minded are blinded by hate. But the truly cunning know how to take their fury and unleash it so that only the ones who pissed you off are screwed." Mystique took a swig of her drink. "Never underestimate the logic a woman can have even when consumed with hate. Look at my ingenious plan if you need an example."
Jubilee nodded and smiled. "Now that's the kind of lesson you can't get in school."
Despite herself, Storm laughed. Mystique got out of her chair. "Watch this."
She strolled across the dance floor and toward the stage, the fur on the bottom of her yellow, glittery robe swishing around her ankles. When she reached the stage she took the microphone and began:
"Affirmative Action didn't go far enough." She began in Senator Kelly's voice.
For centuries, we women have bore their children, cleaned their houses and still be expected to be a sex goddess in the bed room! Well, I'm here to tell you first hand that breast feeding is a bitch!"
A course of 'Yeah's!!!!' echoed throughout the room, even though some were still sober enough to wonder why a man was talking about breast feeding.
Kitty's eyes became wide and she leaned in toward Storm. "She's giving herself away." Kitty muttered as she gritted it out from between teeth, a nervous smile on her face.
"...And even with all we have accomplished in the world we are still considered Second Class Citizens! Well, I say no longer!" Senator Kelly took off his robe and threw it down in the center of the stage.
"What's that saying? BEHIND every great man is a great woman? Why is that?! Why do we have to be in the back?! So close to the limelight yet so far. Receiving only scraps of the attention we so rightly deserve?!"
The women were getting anxious. Anger was in their eyes and revenge in their hearts. Mystique knew it was time....
"But you do know why they're so powerful, don't you? Because we let ourselves become divided! Even now we fight each other when we should be fighting them!"
The crowd yelled another chorus of 'Yeah's' that died out immediately and turned into shocked gasps when the form of Senator Kelly morphed into the blue, scaly form of Mystique.
"Women...." Mystique began. Her voice cracked slightly, tears of joy at the amount of bitchiness in the room. "If you are really serious, join me in defeating our common enemy then join me. After all. The enemy of my enemy is my what?"Mystique held the microphone out to the crowd that answered an excited:
"MY FRIEND!!!!!"
Storm, Rogue, Kitty and Jubilee just sat there. Mouths hanging open as if Logan had just claimed his undying love for Scott. Mystique had managed to do something no one lese had.
Unity between humanity and mutantkind. And one thing was for sure...Well two things actually...
One, nothing would ever be the same again.
And two, men were now officially very, VERY screwed...
R&R
Please!!!!
Do it out of Pity! I had a fever of 105! Don't Judge me!!!
Obvious I'm just as paranoid as Mytsique...