AN: I tried to put this chapter in Loki's pov but couldn't get it right, so I changed it. I must warn some characters might seem a little out of character, it couldn't be helped, but it's not too much. Enjoy the chapter
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Chapter 48: Vormir
If you'd told Raven "Mystique" Darkholme a few years ago that she would be sitting in a chair, in a bedroom, on a spaceship, flying through the galaxy, knitting a baby beany out of metallic gold yarn for her first grandchild, Mystique would have asked you what you were on? Because there would be no way, she would have believed you. Yes, the Mystique, one of the most feared and regarded mutants on Earth, knew how to knit; she's over a thousand years old, of course, she knew how but never had a reason, never gave a thought of having any grandchildren, not even when Rogue and Gambit got married, for she knew at least at the moment, Rogue wasn't interested in having any children, Mystique knew it was hard enough for her daughter to open up and allow Gambit in. Then there was Kurt; yeah, he looked different, but despite everything the poor kid has been through, he was a nice guy; Mystique was sure if he wanted, he could find a nice sweet girl that looked past looks and would fall in love with him. But up until now, she never thought Kurt would allow her anywhere around any family of his. She knew Graydon wouldn't let her anywhere near any family he had, and frankly, she wouldn't want to be around them either.
Then there was Loki, the one-child she has always wanted, the child she secretly favored, the son, who since he started calling her Mum, Mystique had been unable to say no to, all he had to do was give her that damn smile, with a pleading look in those intense green eyes of his and say two words; "please, Mum" and she found herself giving in without even being able to say no; which is what happened a couple of nights ago after Loki had had a short argument with Saphira in the library. He came to Mystique in the control room with that freaking map Saphira had drawn and asked if she would set the ship's curse to that unknown planet; while he had explained to her what they figured out, she refused at first; Mystique hadn't lived for as long as she has because of being reckless, and blindly ran into the unknown, but then he gave her that damn look and said those two words. Mystique found herself setting the coordinates to this planet without even realizing what she was doing.
Mystique briefly wondered if her age was finally catching up to her, and she was starting to grow soft; she was a dangerous assassin, supposed to be in prison right now for murdering a senator, but here Raven Darkholme was, on a spaceship not being able to say no to the son Mystique thought she'd never see again while knitting his unborn baby a hat, that the baby probably won't even need because of his jotuun blood will keep him from getting cold. Still, she was doing it anyway because Mystique knew the beany she was making would put a smile on Loki's face.
She needed to get out and kill someone, maybe bring some of that old Mystique back to the surface, though at least she wasn't the only one growing a little soft; Mystique's watched Loki and Kurt together, she's witnessed them grow close, she's noticed Kurt's attitude turn a bit sarcastic, and Loki turn a little kinder. They have been good influences on each other, and Mystique's glad Loki taught Kurt his magic; he had more ways of protecting himself from others. Still, Mystique has noticed Kurt had a way of calming Loki down, of getting him not to kill someone; she also saw that Loki has grown to adore his little brother and even has started getting close to Rogue, who loved the fact she can tease him and get by with it. Just a couple of days ago, Mystique listened as Loki asked Rogue if she would be willing to help her favorite brother with something; Rogue had replied by asking what Kurt needed help with, Loki answered with an ouch, painful, then they both laughed and walked off together with Loki explaining what he wanted her to do.
Mystique was happy to find out what Loki wanted was some fresh eyes to help look over his books and Saphira's notes and maps, see if she could find anything they might be looking over, so, he too was not comfortable with heading into the unknown, which was good, she knew her eldest son took after her in many ways, brains just one of them, and doing stuff they were against for someone they cared about was another. Mystique liked Saphira; she honestly did, but if she got Loki seriously hurt or killed, Mystique would seek vengeance.
Mystique frowned when someone knocked on her bedroom door. Then she heard Loki asking if it was alright for him to come in; of course, she should have known it was him; between worrying and Saphira unable to sleep, Loki hadn't gotten much sleep lately. And more times than not, she found him seeking her out for one reason or another; Mystique was sure Loki was getting nervous about being a father the closer it became to Saphira's due date, in just a couple of months, the baby will be here. Mystique was certain Loki wanted to ask her stuff but had been unable to bring himself to do it.
"Yeah, you can come in?" Mystique called out; a second later, the door opened, and Loki walked in; he was wearing a pair of black and green checkered pajamas with black socks on his feet; Mystique wanted to roll her eyes the boy overdid it with black and green.
"Are you knitting?" Loki demanded, stopping in the doorway; his eyebrows raised, and his voice sounded confused. Mystique raised an eyebrow at him.
"Was there something you needed?" She asked; Loki closed the door then walked farther into the room.
"May I?" Loki asked, motioning to her bed; honestly, sometimes he was too well mannered, most likely Frigga's doings, and sometimes annoyed Mystique a little. Loki has been in her room a few times to talk, yet he still thought he needed to ask permission to sit on her bed.
"Go ahead." Mystique answered, and Loki sat down on the edge of her bed and crossed his legs in front of him; he didn't speak at first. He looked to be gathering his thoughts. Mystique let him alone and went back to her knitting.
"Vormir." Loki suddenly said; Mystique looked up at him, confused. "Saphira, she finally felt enough of a connection to the Soul Stone to sense the name of the planet it's on; it's on Vormir. I can not find it in any of my books or on any map, besides half of the unmarked dot on the one map, but I've heard of it."
"I have too." Mystique answered, putting yarn around the top of the needle, "Never been and don't know anyone who has, but I've heard tales here and there in past travels, isn't it supposed to be a remote, barren planet, in the center of..."
"Celestial existence." Loki finished, "Yes, it is, so Red Skull should be the only one there, guarding the stone, that will explain more of why it's just half a dot on the map, whoever made it purposely left off what was beyond it, thinking or hoping it would fool others into thinking it was a lone star or something unimportant."
"Whoever made that map was smart." Mystique said. "Do you think Odin made it? It does come from Asgard."
"No," Loki replied, tilting his head in thought. "Far as I know Odin never gave much thought to the Infinity Stones, except for the one in the tesseract; I'm thinking Bor, Odin's father. He is the one to bring the space stone to Asgard and fought the Dark Elves over the Realty Stone."
"That's surprising." Mystique replied as she continued to knit. "Considering how that man loves power, or so, he seemed that way when I was spying on him for Laufey."
"Yes, well, the only thing I can think is, Odin wanted to keep them far out of anyone's reach," Loki replied, "Or could not find the rest and was arrogant enough to think if he the mighty Odin could not find them, then no one could."
"That's probably it right there." Mystique snorted. "So, getting the Soul Stone shouldn't be hard? Just one person to fight for it."
"Indeed, but Saphira doesn't think we need to fight him," Loki replied, "The Ancient One said she could not stop her from taking the Time Stone, but I'm not so sure if the same implies to the Soul Stone; we were able to get Power and Space because people who shouldn't have had them, had them, and Thanos just handed me the Mind Stone I still have no idea where he got it; I fear we may have to fight to get this one. But I keep thinking of Saphira's dreams and might even be worse than that."
Mystique, too, kept thinking of these dreams Saphira was having, and every time she has sensed or dreamed of anything to do with these damn stones, it turned out true, and Mystique didn't like it, which is why she was going to be involved this time.
"I'm coming with you." Mystique said, looking from her knitting to Loki, who now had his eyebrows narrowed.
"Pardon?" Loki demanded.
"When we reach Vormir, I'm coming with you," Mystique told him.
"Saphira and I decided we would go alone; it's too dangerous for others to come," Loki explained; Mystique turned her head away as she rolled her eyes and paused in her knitting.
"No, absolutely not." Mystique said, "You two are not going alone, you are taking at least one person with you, and that person is me; she won't be much help if you do have to fight, and if we are mistaken and Red Skull isn't the only one there. You are not walking into possible danger with only a nearly seven-month pregnant wife as your backup."
"Mum, please," Loki replied; Mystique looked away so as not to see those damn pleading eyes. "Saphira and I have grown quite fond of all of you; we are not putting you in more danger."
"Stop that, stop it now." Mystique demanded, "We are all in this together. And what about you? And what about Saphira? You two are putting yourselves in danger, not to mention your unborn child, who doesn't even have a say in whether or not he goes to Vormir."
"You think I want Saphira to go?" Loki demanded, "She and I have been arguing over this off and on for days, but because of her connection with the stone, it would be a lot easier to find; my wife has a point there."
"But is her connection needed this time?" Mystique demanded. "We can land on Vormir and, instead of searching for the stone, find Red Skull and demand him to hand it over."
"I suggested that a couple of times it did not go over well," Loki said. "Saphira has always been a bit stubborn."
"Bring her to me. I'll straighten her out, " Mystique ordered; Loki scowled.
"I wish not for my mum and wife to fight," Loki said. Mystique sighed and set aside her knitting.
"Then I'm going with you." Mystique said; Loki opened his mouth, and Mystique pointed at him. "No, don't even try to talk me out of it or say I can't go; I will take my belt over there and spank you with it. I don't care how old you are."
Loki gave her a surprised look, then looked to what belt she was pointing to and winched as if imaging the pain the skulls on it would cause.
"I'm a grown man, Mum," Loki replied, standing, "There will be no." He paused at the look Mystique was giving him. "Fine, I will speak to Saphira in the morning."
"Good." Mystique said, picking up her knitting and going back to it; Loki turned towards the door, then turned back to her.
"I still can not believe you knit," Loki replied, an amused smile forming on his lips. "Can you sew?" Green magic swirled around him, and he was suddenly in the outfit he was wearing when saving Saphira from Malekith. "I can; I made this outfit myself."
"Nice job." Mystique replied, "And yes, I can sew too; my mother taught me from a young age, back in those days, it was very common to make your clothes or turn something into something else instead of throwing it out. The knitting was to make blankets, winter hats, shawls, stuff to help stay warm during the winter."
"Thank you," Loki replied, his clothes shifting back into his pajamas, "And thanks for telling me a little more about you; I do not know much."
"This is for my grandson, you know." Mystique said, purposely changing the subject.
"Really?" Loki asked; Mystique noded, and Loki walked towards her. "May I?" Mystique reached him the hat she was knitting.
"It's going to be a beany, that's a type of hat, keeps their head warm." Mystique replied, "Though as part Jotuun he probably won't need it,"
"I'm sure he'll get lots of use out of it." Loki replied, "Are these horns?"
"It will resemble your helmet when it's finished." Mystique explained; Loki laughed.
"It's lovely, Mum," Loki told her, handing it back to her, "I'm sure the little one will love it, thank you." Loki shocked Mystique by leaning in, hugging her, then kissing her cheek before straightening up and heading for the door. "See you in the morning."
"Night." Mystique said as he closed the door, and she went back to her knitting with a smile.
Next few nights, Loki continued to seek her out after Saphira fell asleep; no matter if she was in her room knitting or the control room, watching the ship, Loki usually popped up with some news or seeking advice or to talk, she has learned a lot about Loki and Saphira's childhood, his adventures, and battles alongside Thor, was told Enid had been one of the only friends of Thor's that had been kind to him. He sometimes regretted how he messed that up. One night Mystique had gotten a little concerned when Loki had told her of a phone call he had received from Thor earlier that day; Thor and Enid are planning to get married next spring; they wanted Loki and Saphira to be there, and Frigga had somehow convinced Odin to allow them on Asgard a few days so they could attend the wedding. Mystique was worried it was a trap, and the moment Saphira and Loki stepped on Asgard, they would be locked in the dungeons. Loki was unaware at this time, but Mystique planned to tag along to this wedding with them to make sure that did not happen.
The night before they reached Vormir, Loki showed up at her bedroom door, with worries about what was going to happen next; once they got the Soul Stone, their quest would be over, Saphira and Loki couldn't go to either Earth or Asgard yet, and decided they wanted to continue to explore the galaxy, for a bit, go from plant to plant staying a few days, just taking in the sights. Since this was Mystique's spaceship, and even with her shapeshifting wouldn't be a good idea to go to Earth any time soon, she would, of course, be staying with them, the question was, what would the other three want to do, they were free to go or do what they want. That was what worried Saphira and Loki; they knew they could not force them to stay but didn't want them to go either; Mystique secretly agreed.
So, before Loki and Saphira got out of bed the following day, Mystique had tracked down the three of them. They all had a long conversation and came to an agreement, which they will tell them after they get the Soul Stone, plus after bringing up Enid's wedding, the others agreed they were going to, no one is luring Loki and Saphira into a trap.
Finally, a week after Saphira's phone call to Captain America, their spaceship landed on Vormir; Mystique had gotten up early, showered, dressed, putting on leather pants, leather top, and tall leather boot, with her white skull belt, a dagger was hooked to one side, and a handgun hooked to the other. Then she headed into the control room to be ready to set the craft to land; as she waited, she knitted. A half an hour before they reached their destination, everyone started to pile into the room. After a surprised "You knit?" From Kurt, they made a sort of plan, Mystique, Loki, and Saphira would go to speak with Red Skull, Kurt and Rogue would stay in the control room, keeping the ship ready to take off, in case they needed to leave in a hurry. Remy would stand by the door watching and prepared to start throwing exploding cards if it was required; Kurt would have his phone out and answer any calls that might result in him having to teleport to them to help. It was the only way they could get the other three to agree to stay put.
The moment Mystique stepped onto Vormir, she immediately hated the place; not only was it cold, windy, and was that snow? It had a feel to it, hard to explain, but it felt like death and had a smell just as bad; she wanted to get back on the ship and leave at once. Her survival instincts were kicking in.
"Ugh, this planet smells like rubbish," Loki complained.
"More like dead bodies." Mystique replied; Saphira made a face as Mystique began walking forward, as she shifted her hair into a shorter style to stop the wind from blowing it in her face, "What way do we go?"
"I don't know," Saphira replied, pausing with a confused look on her face. "I...barely feel it; it's here somewhere...I think."
"It is alright, darling," Loki said, putting his arm around her, "We'll ask him." He pointed up to the cliff where a figure in a long rub was standing looking down at them.
"Well, let's get this over with." Mystique said; she put one hand on the handle of her gun as she walked on; Saphira and Loki soon followed. The closer to the cliff they got, the worse it smelled. It became even worse once they made it over halfway up the cliff with Loki holding on to Saphira's waist and Mystique with the hand that wasn't on her gun, on Saphira's back, both helping her make it up the cliff.
"I think I'm going to be sick," Saphira said; she paused with one hand on her stomach and covered her mouth with the other.
"Darling?" Loki asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, it's just that smell; the wind blows it right in your face," Saphira replied.
"Try to breathe through your mouth, love," Loki told her.
"I'll be fine. I just need a minute." Saphira replied; she held the top of her shirt over her nose.
"Why does it smell so bad here anyway?" Mystique demanded.
"That is the stench of centuries worth of dead that have come to seek, what you desire, but failed to retrieve it." A voice said; they all looked up to see Red Skull looking down at them.
"Where is my stone, Red Skull?" Saphira demanded; Red Skull's eyes looked at her, then down to her stomach. Then looked towards Loki, then turned to Mystique, then back to Saphira.
"I was once known as Red Skull, but no more." Red Skull said, "Now I am known as the Stonekeeper, I am not the first to suffer this fate, I won't be the last, many millenniums the Soul Stone has found its way here, different people stood, where I stand guarding that of which we can not have, only able to escape this prison when someone can retrieve the stone, but it will find it's way back here at some point, then another poor soul will be stuck her being the Stonekeeper."
"Well, you are a cheery one," Loki said.
"Give us the stone, and we can leave this smelly place." Mystique demanded.
"If only it were that easy." Red Skull said, "Come on up, Loki, son of Laufey, Saphira, daughter of Bard, and Agnes daughter of Wulfric, I am your guide to what you seek."
"Don't call me that." Mystique demanded.
"Agnes?" Loki asked, looking at Mystique.
"The name my parents gave me." Mystique explained.
"I thought you said you did not remember it?" Loki demanded.
"I lied." Mystique replied, and Loki snorted.
"May I ask your full name?" Loki asked.
"Agnes Maria Parva." Mystique answered, "And if you tell any of your siblings that you will regret it."
"Noted," Loki smirked.
Mystique and Loki helped Saphira climb to the top of the cliff, where Red Skull turned and led them over to the opposite cliff edge. Saphira had to pause a moment to catch her breath before speaking.
"Okay, we are up here now; where is my stone?" Saphira demanded; Red Skull turned and looked at her, then turned back and looked over the cliff.
"What you seek lies in front of you, so does that which you fear." Red Skull said, motioning down the cliff.
"You mean down there?" Loki demanded, "The stone is at the bottom of the cliff?"
"For one of you, maybe two if you're willing to share." Red Skull replied, "But for the other, to take the stone, you must lose which you love most. An everlasting exchange. A soul for a soul."
"A beg your pardon?" Loki demanded as Saphira started shaking her head.
"No, No, no." Saphira cried out. Loki turned to her.
"Darling?" Loki demanded, taking her hand.
"This is what my dreams were telling me." Saphira said, "To get the Soul Stone, I would have to throw you or Enid off the cliff, killing you, since our baby isn't born yet, that leaves you two for which that I love must."
"Soul for a soul." Mystique said, "A living soul to trade for the Soul Stone."
"That's absurd," Loki said, glaring at Red Skull.
"I won't do it." Saphira refused. "I'm not doing it; I'm not killing my husband or sister for an Infinity Stone, no way."
"It does not have to be you." Red Skull said, "You have two others here, have one of them seek the stone."
"I am not throwing my pregnant wife off a cliff," Loki said, his voice was taking on a deadly tone.
"What of Kurt, son of Azazel?" Red Skull asked, pointing towards their spaceship. "He should do," Loki growled and looked ready to attack him.
"How much do you care about Thor?" Mystique asked; Loki turned his glare on her, "Maybe you can have him Bifrost here and catch him off guard and give him a little push."
"Mystique." Saphira snapped as Loki pointed at her.
"Do not joke like that," Loki demanded. Mystique winched, yeah, suggesting that was stupid. Even though he hides it well, Loki does care a lot for his adopted brother. She'll just keep that she was not joking to herself.
"Thor, son of Odin, should do, yes." Red Skull said. Loki turned his glare back to him.
"We are not killing Thor." Loki snarled at him; Saphira put her hand on Loki's back.
"Of course not, sweetie," Saphira said, "We aren't throwing any siblings off the cliff."
"Okay, that leaves you then." Red Skull turned to Mystique, who frowned; no way she was pushing Loki off this cliff; she had just formed a bond with him. She wasn't going to say that, though, so, instead.
"Throwing myself off this cliff would do me no good." Mystique replied, putting her hand on her hip. Red Skull snorted.
"Kid yourself, all you want; what you love most is standing right here." Red Skull motioned towards Loki, who raised his eyebrows and looked towards Mystique with a shocked look on his face.
"We shouldn't; I shouldn't have to do this," Saphira said, walking up to Red Skull, "Do you know what I am?"
"You are the Guardian of the Infinity Stones." Red Skull answered.
"Yes, so, give me my damn Soul Stone, Skeletor," Saphira demanded," They are my stones; you can not keep me from it, The Ancient One said so herself."
"The Ancient One is not a StoneKeeper; she watches over the Time Stone, yes, but she is not a pointed guardian. Just someone who took up a job that has watched over it for centuries." Red Skull replied, "Each Stone is different; each stone takes something different to get; I do not have the Soul Stone within my possession; to get it, you must be willing to give up, which you love must. If you do not want to, you can not have it; that is the rules of the stone, not mine, daughter of Bard."
"Ugh, you're an asshole," Saphira said, stepping back a little. "And stop mentioning him; my father's name is Jean-Luc."
"If you are not willing to push your husband here off the cliff, come back in a couple of months when you have your newest addition." Red Skull told her.
Red Skull then reached his hand out to touch her stomach; Loki's hand shot out faster than Mystique could blink and grabbed Red Skull's arm, then he suddenly had his dagger up to Red Skull's neck.
"Touch my wife, and I will cut off your head, have it mounted on a wooden plaque and give it to Steve Rogers for birthday gift," Loki warned; he then shoved Red Skull away from him, as his dagger disappeared, he began to pace as he ran his hand through his hair.
"What are we going to do?" Saphira asked, laying her hand on her stomach.
"We could try shoving Ole Red here off the cliff." Mystique said, nodding to Red Skull.
"Oh, I am tempted to after what he just said," Loki replied; Saphira reached out and laid her hand on Loki's arm, stopping his pacing.
"Am I what you love most?" Red Skull demanded, "If not, then that would get you nothing."
"That matters not." Loki warned, "I will push you off anyway."
"Let's just go," Saphira said, signing; Loki turned to her in surprise.
"Are you sure, my love?" Loki asked, "What of the Soul Stone?"
"None of us is willing to kill each other to get it," Saphira said, "And if we go get someone we are willing to murder; it still wouldn't do any good; we still wouldn't have the stone, or else Tony Stark would be lying at the bottom of that cliff right now."
"There could be another way." Mystique said, shrugging, though she didn't believe that.
"There isn't," Saphira replied, then turned back to Loki, slipped her fingers in his, and pulled him a little ways from Red Skull, "I know it is surprising, and out of character for me to even suggest this, but I was thinking, there are two reasons we want the stones, one to stop Thanos from getting them, and two to take Thanos out with them.."
"Darling,"
"Let me finish, please." Saphira interrupted, "I am the Guardian of The Stones; it's my job to guard them or make sure they are in a place kept safe; the Soul Stone is safe here, that smell is proof of that, I'm guessing it's from centuries of people tossing people they were pretending to love or maybe even someone they just snatched up, thinking anyone would do."
"You are correct." Red Skull said Saphira, Loki, and Mystique glared at him, then Saphira walked Loki a little farther away.
"Look, you know Thanos better than I do," Saphira said, "So, think, would anyone he throws over that cliff get him the Soul Stone if he even somehow finds this place?"
"I doubt it." Loki replied, "His so-called children are no more than his henchmen; he has no actual love for any of them."
"I hate leaving here without the Soul Stone," Saphira replied, "But we can't get it, and Thanos can't get it; we have two already, Thanos has none, we should be able to beat him with two, plus we can pick up the tesseract when we go to Asgard for Thor and Enid's wedding next spring."
"If you are sure, darling," Loki said, he was perfectly fine with leaving the Soul Stone here, Saphira was already too attached to the ones they have, plus she had a point if it takes someone you love to get it, no way Thanos would get it, that mad titan didn't love anyone.
So, without even so much as a glance at Red Skull, Saphira, Loki, and Mystique turned and headed down the cliff; with Loki and Mystique helping Saphira climb down, Mystique had a bad feeling about this but shook it off, they were probably right, plus it wouldn't do to dwell on this feeling, they weren't willing to kill each other to get it, which was understandable. Now, this stupid quest was over, and they could move on to better things.
"He wanted you to kill each other to get it?" Kurt demanded; they were all back on the ship. Standing by the exit door, Rogue and Kurt had come to greet them when they saw them heading back towards the ship, and they just explained why they were without the stone.
"We figured Thanos wouldn't love anyone enough to get it," Saphira explained, "And we don't need all six when taking him out."
"Take him out?" Rogue demanded.
"Yes, I still plan on killing him for what he did to Loki," Saphira said.
"If we try, that's not any time soon, far into the future, so we don't have to worry about that now." Mystique said before any argument started. "We have other matters to discuss." She put her hand on Loki's shoulder. "You came to me the other night, worrying over something, us four." She motioned towards her, Remy, Rogue, and Kurt, "Had a long discussion the next day and came to a decision."
"And we decided we are having too much fun to go back to borning Earth, Soeur," Remy said, stepping over to Saphira and putting his arm around her.
"You mean you guys want to stay with us," Loki asked, looking surprised.
"Of course, we do," Rogue said as Remy threw his other arm around Loki's shoulder. He was trailer than Saphira but shorter than Loki.
"Are you guys sure?" Saphira asked, trying not to smile, "If Bard or Thanos happen to find us."
"Then you'll need all the help you can get," Kurt replied.
"We could not ask that of you," Loki said surprisingly; he had not thrown Remy's arm off him.
"We can take care of ourselves, sugar," Rogue said, "This is our choice; we want to spend more time with you all; we know we are putting ourselves in danger, so, for he hasn't found us, though."
"And if he does, we are some of the most powerful mutants on Earth." Mystique answered, "we can take care of ourselves."
"And there is no way we are missing out on meeting the newest member of the family," Remy said; he took his arm from around Loki and felt Saphira's stomach.
"Well, I guess they outvoted us, Loke Loke," Saphira said, smiling.
"It would seem so," Loki replied; Mystique could hear the surprise and a little amazement in his voice; he and Saphira weren't used to people deciding to stay with them because they wanted to and not because they felt they needed to.
"Family hug." Kurt suddenly shouted as he pulled Rogue to him with one arm, while Remy pushed Saphira and Loki over to him with his arms back around both; Mystique groaned when Kurt pulled her towards them but joined by wrapping her arms around her two sons; she didn't stay like that for long, before she pulled away, and headed towards the control room.
"Come on, Kurt, let's get this ship in the air and off this damn planet."
AN I don't know whether or not Raven Dorkhomle is Mystique's birth name or just something she goes by now. Still, in my story, since she's so old, I decided it wasn't, names for Mystique and her father, since I don't believe it was ever said who that was, we're randomly picked by me; I just thought they fit for the times she would have been born.
AN I don't know if Red Skull is or isn't the first person to be stuck on Vormir the movie doesn't give much of a backstory for the Soul Stone like some of the others, so I added a little to it, plus I figure Vormir could stink, especially if there were people how have killed others but still failed to get the stone.