Ohh it's a Mystique/Quicksilver ship. I'm sure you're thinking "Eww..
that's pedophilic!" But I got the idea from a fic I read of Lucid Dreamers'
and the idea interested me. But this is an AU timeline wise. Mystique still works for Magneto, mutants have not yet been outed, Tabitha's gone and Wanda is with the Brotherhood
and she still has her memories. Whew! Now that you know what's going on
enjoy the fic!
Mystique had never liked children. Especially not snotty, bratty children. And she was by all means NOT a babysitter. So why was she sitting here staring at the one mutant she hated more than anything, and her employer, being told that it was exactly what she was to do? She had yet to figure it out.
"I beg your pardon?" she said through gritted teeth as if she had misheard him. Magneto leaned forward in his seat, the ever-powerful aura surrounding him, more suffocating than the stench of too much cologne or humidity on a rainy day.
"You knew the moment you freed Wanda from that asylum that she would come after me. Your intentions I assume. However that is not what worries me. I am worried by the fact that in her fury she may harm Pietro. And seeing as it is your fault she has been broken out I am putting you in charge of protecting him. If he is harmed it will be you who takes the blame not Wanda. Understood?"
She nodded, fists clenched as they bled with perspiration in the stuffy room. "Am I to inform the team of your return?" she asked knowing not to questions his sudden urgency to protect his son.
"No." he said shortly, and softly, "They are not to be informed. Just remember that I will be watching." She sighed, "I'll remember." It was in that one instant that she sympathized with Magneto. Because he too loved his children, but would more than likely never be able to tell them that in fear of putting their lives in danger. She herself had once contemplated taking Magnetos' son from him the way he had from her. And for that she felt terrible. She would let no harm come to Pietro.
For once in a long while Raven Darkholme walked through the doors of the Brotherhood Boarding House silently as to not disturb the strange peace she found inside. "Hello." Her alto voice echoed throughout the hallway.
She glanced at her watch. 5:30. 'Perfect.' She thought. Principal Kelly would still be at the school. However no one else would be. Well.no one that in her opinion mattered. As the teams' first assignment with her back, Magneto had told her he wanted her in a position that would help her better watch over the students. A position that she had once occupied. Which was why she needed to get rid of Kelly, and fast.
She smirked. She didn't really want to get them involved in this but they needed a mission. She walked into the living room of the trashing house. Looking around she spotted the young mutants conversing silently. More than likely about her return.
"Hello boys." She spoke in the least threating manner possible. "Ahem!" she heard form Wanda. "And girl." She said with a sigh. Suddenly she noticed an absence. "Where's Pietro?" she questioned. "He's at work, yo! He'll be off in a couple minutes." Todd informed her.
Curious she sat on a moth eaten lazy boy. "Since when has he had to get a job?" she asked. This time it was Lance who spoke up. "Ever since you and Magneto ditched and we couldn't afford anything!" he snapped. She looked at him. Really looked at him. He looked too old for his age. His eyes were challenging as if he dared her to deny it. He deserved to be in charge of this one. No doubt Kelly had given him Hell.
"Where does he work?" She questioned wondering how long it would take him to get home. Home.. it would have to be home for now. "Oh you know, somewhere downtown."
Her eyes immediately widened. "Downtown!" she exclaimed, "Doing what?" They shrugged. She immediately handed Lance a manila folder as she explained the guidelines of the mission to him. Turning on her heel she began to walk off. "Hey!" Wanda shouted to her, "Where are you going?"
"To find your brother and see just what he's up to in Downtown, Bayville. And make sure he's alright." She said as she hurried out the door.
Pietro sighed as he slinked down the hallway of the abandon warehouse (how original am I?) with a green colored disk in his hand. Turning the corner he saw the man whom he was employed by. He didn't know who he was or what kind of information was on that disk. All he knew was that he was being paid five grand to obtain it. He raised his eyebrow elegantly. The strange man smirked as he slipped him the cash.
"Your good kid, I'll give you a call." The man whispered. "We'll see." Pietro also whispered. He never worked for the same person more than once. He could get in way too deep.
He was gone in a flash, and soon walking down the lonely streets of downtown Bayville. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" came an irritated voice from the street. He looked over to see the voice coming from none other than.. "Mystique!"
She glared at him, "That's right! Now get in the car!" she snapped. He stared at her in disbelief before saying, "No way you're not my mother!" "I don't see her here, do you? Now get out of the rain before you catch a cold!"
He grumbled as he clambered ever so gracefully into the car. "You want to explain to me what that was all about?" he opened his mouth then promptly shut it. Looking to Raven much like a stunned fish. Finally he settled with an incoherent "How did you know?"
"Oh please Mr. Maximoff, I'm a shape-shifter I was that nasty little bug hiding in the floor cracks." She chastised him. "Okay first off," he started, "Do NOT call me Mr. Maximoff! It's annoying and secondly I was making money because you and Magneto weren't around to help out so NAH!" he said ever maturely sticking out his tongue.
"First put that tongue back in your mouth before I tear it off. And fine, Pietro but if I catch you doing that again," she began but was cut off by Pietro's call of "Fine! You won't catch me!"
That shut her up. They drove in silence for an awkward moment or two. Finally Pietro broke the silence. "Hey look I'm sorry I shouldn't have been so immature, I mean at least you care. It's more than Magneto does."
For a moment she wondered if Kurt thought the same of her. "He cares a lot more than you think." She whispered. He looked at her for a few moments. "You spoke with him didn't you?" She nodded. "What did he want."
"To make sure you were safe." She told him truthfully. Knowing she couldn't lie when his eyes were on her. She could have sworn she saw him smile. "And give me some assignments." He smirked, "Probably something you can't handle as usual." He told her smugly.
Resisting the urge to lean over and throttle him she simply smiled and replied, "Sounds like a challenge." He smiled against his will. "Gee Mystique you might be more interesting than I presumed."
She raised an eyebrow at his words. "Don't call me that," she told him. He gave her a puzzled expression, "Call me Raven."
DigitalAngel4U: Like it? Love it? Hate It? Tell me! I'll take reviews and constructive criticism. I'll also except flames, but please folks make them intelligent. If you like it I'll continue.
and the idea interested me. But this is an AU timeline wise. Mystique still works for Magneto, mutants have not yet been outed, Tabitha's gone and Wanda is with the Brotherhood
and she still has her memories. Whew! Now that you know what's going on
enjoy the fic!
Mystique had never liked children. Especially not snotty, bratty children. And she was by all means NOT a babysitter. So why was she sitting here staring at the one mutant she hated more than anything, and her employer, being told that it was exactly what she was to do? She had yet to figure it out.
"I beg your pardon?" she said through gritted teeth as if she had misheard him. Magneto leaned forward in his seat, the ever-powerful aura surrounding him, more suffocating than the stench of too much cologne or humidity on a rainy day.
"You knew the moment you freed Wanda from that asylum that she would come after me. Your intentions I assume. However that is not what worries me. I am worried by the fact that in her fury she may harm Pietro. And seeing as it is your fault she has been broken out I am putting you in charge of protecting him. If he is harmed it will be you who takes the blame not Wanda. Understood?"
She nodded, fists clenched as they bled with perspiration in the stuffy room. "Am I to inform the team of your return?" she asked knowing not to questions his sudden urgency to protect his son.
"No." he said shortly, and softly, "They are not to be informed. Just remember that I will be watching." She sighed, "I'll remember." It was in that one instant that she sympathized with Magneto. Because he too loved his children, but would more than likely never be able to tell them that in fear of putting their lives in danger. She herself had once contemplated taking Magnetos' son from him the way he had from her. And for that she felt terrible. She would let no harm come to Pietro.
For once in a long while Raven Darkholme walked through the doors of the Brotherhood Boarding House silently as to not disturb the strange peace she found inside. "Hello." Her alto voice echoed throughout the hallway.
She glanced at her watch. 5:30. 'Perfect.' She thought. Principal Kelly would still be at the school. However no one else would be. Well.no one that in her opinion mattered. As the teams' first assignment with her back, Magneto had told her he wanted her in a position that would help her better watch over the students. A position that she had once occupied. Which was why she needed to get rid of Kelly, and fast.
She smirked. She didn't really want to get them involved in this but they needed a mission. She walked into the living room of the trashing house. Looking around she spotted the young mutants conversing silently. More than likely about her return.
"Hello boys." She spoke in the least threating manner possible. "Ahem!" she heard form Wanda. "And girl." She said with a sigh. Suddenly she noticed an absence. "Where's Pietro?" she questioned. "He's at work, yo! He'll be off in a couple minutes." Todd informed her.
Curious she sat on a moth eaten lazy boy. "Since when has he had to get a job?" she asked. This time it was Lance who spoke up. "Ever since you and Magneto ditched and we couldn't afford anything!" he snapped. She looked at him. Really looked at him. He looked too old for his age. His eyes were challenging as if he dared her to deny it. He deserved to be in charge of this one. No doubt Kelly had given him Hell.
"Where does he work?" She questioned wondering how long it would take him to get home. Home.. it would have to be home for now. "Oh you know, somewhere downtown."
Her eyes immediately widened. "Downtown!" she exclaimed, "Doing what?" They shrugged. She immediately handed Lance a manila folder as she explained the guidelines of the mission to him. Turning on her heel she began to walk off. "Hey!" Wanda shouted to her, "Where are you going?"
"To find your brother and see just what he's up to in Downtown, Bayville. And make sure he's alright." She said as she hurried out the door.
Pietro sighed as he slinked down the hallway of the abandon warehouse (how original am I?) with a green colored disk in his hand. Turning the corner he saw the man whom he was employed by. He didn't know who he was or what kind of information was on that disk. All he knew was that he was being paid five grand to obtain it. He raised his eyebrow elegantly. The strange man smirked as he slipped him the cash.
"Your good kid, I'll give you a call." The man whispered. "We'll see." Pietro also whispered. He never worked for the same person more than once. He could get in way too deep.
He was gone in a flash, and soon walking down the lonely streets of downtown Bayville. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" came an irritated voice from the street. He looked over to see the voice coming from none other than.. "Mystique!"
She glared at him, "That's right! Now get in the car!" she snapped. He stared at her in disbelief before saying, "No way you're not my mother!" "I don't see her here, do you? Now get out of the rain before you catch a cold!"
He grumbled as he clambered ever so gracefully into the car. "You want to explain to me what that was all about?" he opened his mouth then promptly shut it. Looking to Raven much like a stunned fish. Finally he settled with an incoherent "How did you know?"
"Oh please Mr. Maximoff, I'm a shape-shifter I was that nasty little bug hiding in the floor cracks." She chastised him. "Okay first off," he started, "Do NOT call me Mr. Maximoff! It's annoying and secondly I was making money because you and Magneto weren't around to help out so NAH!" he said ever maturely sticking out his tongue.
"First put that tongue back in your mouth before I tear it off. And fine, Pietro but if I catch you doing that again," she began but was cut off by Pietro's call of "Fine! You won't catch me!"
That shut her up. They drove in silence for an awkward moment or two. Finally Pietro broke the silence. "Hey look I'm sorry I shouldn't have been so immature, I mean at least you care. It's more than Magneto does."
For a moment she wondered if Kurt thought the same of her. "He cares a lot more than you think." She whispered. He looked at her for a few moments. "You spoke with him didn't you?" She nodded. "What did he want."
"To make sure you were safe." She told him truthfully. Knowing she couldn't lie when his eyes were on her. She could have sworn she saw him smile. "And give me some assignments." He smirked, "Probably something you can't handle as usual." He told her smugly.
Resisting the urge to lean over and throttle him she simply smiled and replied, "Sounds like a challenge." He smiled against his will. "Gee Mystique you might be more interesting than I presumed."
She raised an eyebrow at his words. "Don't call me that," she told him. He gave her a puzzled expression, "Call me Raven."
DigitalAngel4U: Like it? Love it? Hate It? Tell me! I'll take reviews and constructive criticism. I'll also except flames, but please folks make them intelligent. If you like it I'll continue.