Here's the next chapter. Thanks again to people who review! You are my
heros! Anyway, I wasn't having anyone really but Rogue, Mystique, Irene,
and Kurt in this fic, but hey I got started and couldn't leave out Kitty,
'Ro and Logan, and I probably will include more. Don't worry; they will
remain supporting characters.
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Chapter Three: Mutants Make Bad Pets and Even Worse Mothers
At breakfast Wednesday morning, Logan decided to confront Rogue about the cat he saw in her balcony. Passing the bacon, he cleared his throat. "Rogue, you didn't let a black cat into the institute, did ya?"
She looked at him strangely. "What are you talkin' about? Ah hate cats, Mr. Logan. Ah've never seen a cat around th' institute, let alone let one wander about, sheddin' hair all over."
"You're sure?"
Kitty looked at her teammate. "Didn't you say you, like, saw a stray around here before our big fight with the Brotherhood?" she asked.
"Yeah, before that weird metal thang came an took me t' Fagneto's secret liar," she answered with definite sarcasm.
"Rogue!" Ororo scolded.
She smiled. "Sorry."
Logan shrugged. "Maybe it just likes the place, and thought if it'd stick around, you'd take pity on it. 'Ro, didn't you say you saw a cat too?"
A fork dropped and everyone turned in Ororo's direction. "By the Bright Lady."
"What, Auntie O?" Evan asked.
"The last time I saw a cat around the institute, it turned into Mystique," she mumbled, remembering how Mystique suddenly started to attack the woman.
Scott's jaw dropped. "Say what?"
"You mean Mystique's still alive?" Jean inquired.
"And still paying friendly visits," Professor Xavier said. "Looks like the danger of her deception is not yet over."
Logan shook his head. "I don't think you're too far off with that friendly visit, Charles." He remembered the funny feeling he felt when he check on Rogue. If it was indeed Mystique, the woman had been the one to tuck Rogue in. It baffled him. "I don't think her presence is much of a threat, not yet."
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"Awww. what a cute cat!" Tabitha sang as she scooped the poor thing into her arms. "Good thing I found you, you're probably hungry!"
"Yo, Tab," Toad said to her. "Whatcha got?"
She grinned. "A cat. I found her outside. Isn't it sooo adorable?"
Pietro rolled his eyes. "Wow, a cat. Big deal. It probably has a disease or something. Probably rabies. I ain't letting that damn thing near me."
"Ha ha," she replied. "So you don't like cats? That's too bad, Speedy. A real man loves cats. At least that's my motto."
Fred stumbled towards her. "Uh- I like cats, Tabitha," he stammered. "I love 'em so much, I just want to squeeze them to death!"
The cat hissed and jumped from Tabitha's grasp.
"Oooh, looks like they don't like you, Freddy boy."
Toad pointed toward the cat, which was now growing and shifting. "Yo, what's up with that thing? Maybe Pietro was right!"
"It's Mystique!" Lance cried.
The shape-shifting mutant dusted herself off angrily. "Ugh."
"Why the hell were you a cat?" Tabitha asked.
"None of your business," the woman snapped. She glared. "Besides, we have a no pets rule here, remember? It's already a danger to have furniture in this house with you incompetent fools! I don't want you to destroy a couch let alone a living organism!"
Pietro and Lance exchanged glances. "What's with her?"
Lance shrugged. "I dunno, PMS?"
"She has been kinda wiggy lately," Toad added.
The woman retreated up to her room without another word to her charges. She didn't think she could deal with another headache. At least not today.
"Why did you do it?" Irene asked her.
Raven sighed. "You know why."
"I specifically told you last night contact with the girl was unthinkable. My visions have already revealed her opening doors long locked from her memory. We can't risk her knowing anymore."
"Why?! She didn't see me!"
"We had this discussion before, Raven."
She collapsed on the bed. "It's easy for you to tell me what to do, how to feel, isn't it, Irene? You never gave birth to any of them. You never held them in your arms, knowing that in a few days they would be lost to you forever."
"And which one are we talking about?" Irene asked with a raised eyebrow. "If you would've followed my plan in the first place, we wouldn't have had to make so may attempts for the perfect mutant."
"I followed everything," Mystique snapped, shuddering. "I did what I had to get them, just like you told me. I gave you your 'perfect mutant.' I hate it. It sounds wrong. like we created her as a weapon."
"Darling, we did."
"But she's turned into so much more!"
"And who's fault is that?"
"Mine... it's all mine."
Irene had tried to make it easy on her. She wanted to take the children away as soon as possible, but Mystique grew attached. She had given up her first boy without so much as a protest, being young and generally annoyed with the cries and sleepless nights.
When she had her daughter.
She knew she shouldn't have gotten attached to her! But she was so precious, and so full of love. Raven had tried to keep her, but Irene took Rogue away when she was almost five.
It was all her own fault. She should've stuck to the plan, thought only about the reason why Rogue was born, focused on the future she and Irene were desperately trying to change, concentrated on why she had to make so many sacrfices. But she didn't, and now she was paying for it. She deserved all the pain. Didn't she?
With Kurt. she had never even gotten a chance with him. Mystique had promised to love and care for him no matter what. Irene would not get her last child.
She had screwed up royally by allowing Erik to perform those "tests" on her child. They were supposed to be "for the fate of mutant kind." He knew why Mystique had his child, and was bent on making Kurt the powerful weapon for his delusion of the future, a future where mutants reigned supreme.
Mystique tried to stop him, but he knocked her about a few times. Sabretooth, her former lover, was another of Magneto's pathetic posse, and prevented her from stopping the sick torture Erik was putting her own son through.
She hated them! Erik, Victor, Irene, all of them! In vain hope of still being a good mother to her son, Mystique took off with Kurt to the village.
He stopped her. The child slipped from her hands, and plunged into the river.
"Your efforts were in vain, Raven," he said with contempt. "You were a fool to think you could control us, the future. Now you have learned your lesson."
"Raven."
Irene's sad voice brought Mystique back to the present. Tears threatened to spill from the woman's eyes. "I'm sorry."
Raven crawled into her love's arms like a frightened child. She was also crying. "I forgive you, darling. I forgive you."
But she didn't. And she never would, no matter how much she loved her. She could never forgive Irene when she didn't have her children- their children. She was determined to get them back one last time.
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The title was pretty stupid, but yeah. Hope you liked it! I will continue soon!
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Chapter Three: Mutants Make Bad Pets and Even Worse Mothers
At breakfast Wednesday morning, Logan decided to confront Rogue about the cat he saw in her balcony. Passing the bacon, he cleared his throat. "Rogue, you didn't let a black cat into the institute, did ya?"
She looked at him strangely. "What are you talkin' about? Ah hate cats, Mr. Logan. Ah've never seen a cat around th' institute, let alone let one wander about, sheddin' hair all over."
"You're sure?"
Kitty looked at her teammate. "Didn't you say you, like, saw a stray around here before our big fight with the Brotherhood?" she asked.
"Yeah, before that weird metal thang came an took me t' Fagneto's secret liar," she answered with definite sarcasm.
"Rogue!" Ororo scolded.
She smiled. "Sorry."
Logan shrugged. "Maybe it just likes the place, and thought if it'd stick around, you'd take pity on it. 'Ro, didn't you say you saw a cat too?"
A fork dropped and everyone turned in Ororo's direction. "By the Bright Lady."
"What, Auntie O?" Evan asked.
"The last time I saw a cat around the institute, it turned into Mystique," she mumbled, remembering how Mystique suddenly started to attack the woman.
Scott's jaw dropped. "Say what?"
"You mean Mystique's still alive?" Jean inquired.
"And still paying friendly visits," Professor Xavier said. "Looks like the danger of her deception is not yet over."
Logan shook his head. "I don't think you're too far off with that friendly visit, Charles." He remembered the funny feeling he felt when he check on Rogue. If it was indeed Mystique, the woman had been the one to tuck Rogue in. It baffled him. "I don't think her presence is much of a threat, not yet."
* ~ *
"Awww. what a cute cat!" Tabitha sang as she scooped the poor thing into her arms. "Good thing I found you, you're probably hungry!"
"Yo, Tab," Toad said to her. "Whatcha got?"
She grinned. "A cat. I found her outside. Isn't it sooo adorable?"
Pietro rolled his eyes. "Wow, a cat. Big deal. It probably has a disease or something. Probably rabies. I ain't letting that damn thing near me."
"Ha ha," she replied. "So you don't like cats? That's too bad, Speedy. A real man loves cats. At least that's my motto."
Fred stumbled towards her. "Uh- I like cats, Tabitha," he stammered. "I love 'em so much, I just want to squeeze them to death!"
The cat hissed and jumped from Tabitha's grasp.
"Oooh, looks like they don't like you, Freddy boy."
Toad pointed toward the cat, which was now growing and shifting. "Yo, what's up with that thing? Maybe Pietro was right!"
"It's Mystique!" Lance cried.
The shape-shifting mutant dusted herself off angrily. "Ugh."
"Why the hell were you a cat?" Tabitha asked.
"None of your business," the woman snapped. She glared. "Besides, we have a no pets rule here, remember? It's already a danger to have furniture in this house with you incompetent fools! I don't want you to destroy a couch let alone a living organism!"
Pietro and Lance exchanged glances. "What's with her?"
Lance shrugged. "I dunno, PMS?"
"She has been kinda wiggy lately," Toad added.
The woman retreated up to her room without another word to her charges. She didn't think she could deal with another headache. At least not today.
"Why did you do it?" Irene asked her.
Raven sighed. "You know why."
"I specifically told you last night contact with the girl was unthinkable. My visions have already revealed her opening doors long locked from her memory. We can't risk her knowing anymore."
"Why?! She didn't see me!"
"We had this discussion before, Raven."
She collapsed on the bed. "It's easy for you to tell me what to do, how to feel, isn't it, Irene? You never gave birth to any of them. You never held them in your arms, knowing that in a few days they would be lost to you forever."
"And which one are we talking about?" Irene asked with a raised eyebrow. "If you would've followed my plan in the first place, we wouldn't have had to make so may attempts for the perfect mutant."
"I followed everything," Mystique snapped, shuddering. "I did what I had to get them, just like you told me. I gave you your 'perfect mutant.' I hate it. It sounds wrong. like we created her as a weapon."
"Darling, we did."
"But she's turned into so much more!"
"And who's fault is that?"
"Mine... it's all mine."
Irene had tried to make it easy on her. She wanted to take the children away as soon as possible, but Mystique grew attached. She had given up her first boy without so much as a protest, being young and generally annoyed with the cries and sleepless nights.
When she had her daughter.
She knew she shouldn't have gotten attached to her! But she was so precious, and so full of love. Raven had tried to keep her, but Irene took Rogue away when she was almost five.
It was all her own fault. She should've stuck to the plan, thought only about the reason why Rogue was born, focused on the future she and Irene were desperately trying to change, concentrated on why she had to make so many sacrfices. But she didn't, and now she was paying for it. She deserved all the pain. Didn't she?
With Kurt. she had never even gotten a chance with him. Mystique had promised to love and care for him no matter what. Irene would not get her last child.
She had screwed up royally by allowing Erik to perform those "tests" on her child. They were supposed to be "for the fate of mutant kind." He knew why Mystique had his child, and was bent on making Kurt the powerful weapon for his delusion of the future, a future where mutants reigned supreme.
Mystique tried to stop him, but he knocked her about a few times. Sabretooth, her former lover, was another of Magneto's pathetic posse, and prevented her from stopping the sick torture Erik was putting her own son through.
She hated them! Erik, Victor, Irene, all of them! In vain hope of still being a good mother to her son, Mystique took off with Kurt to the village.
He stopped her. The child slipped from her hands, and plunged into the river.
"Your efforts were in vain, Raven," he said with contempt. "You were a fool to think you could control us, the future. Now you have learned your lesson."
"Raven."
Irene's sad voice brought Mystique back to the present. Tears threatened to spill from the woman's eyes. "I'm sorry."
Raven crawled into her love's arms like a frightened child. She was also crying. "I forgive you, darling. I forgive you."
But she didn't. And she never would, no matter how much she loved her. She could never forgive Irene when she didn't have her children- their children. She was determined to get them back one last time.
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The title was pretty stupid, but yeah. Hope you liked it! I will continue soon!