Chapter X

Mystique

This time when I woke up, I was in a cold, dark cell. My arm was killing me.

That dick, Logan! He'll pay for that!

I grabbed my arm to try and make the pain stop. It was bandaged.

Well, these people can't be all that bad. They cared enough not to let me bleed to death.

I got up off of the hard, uncomfortable bed that I was on and looked around. There was a barred door leading into a hallway, with even more cells, and a giant, round barred window, dropping straight into the ocean.

B-E-A-utiful!

The door opened and in walked the blue-scaled mutant.

"Well, I see that you're finally up," she said in a cold, sort of echoed voice. "I didn't mean to hit you that hard," she added, smiling.

She sat down on the bed in the corner. I starred at her. I didn't even notice the first time I saw her that her eyes were yellow. They creped me out a little.

"So, your name is Jennifer, right?" she asked.

I didn't answer her.

"I figured you'd be tense. Maybe this will make you feel more comfortable," she said as her body changed into that of Jean's.

I backed away from her until I hit the wall.

"H...how did you...do that?" I asked in low, stuttering voice.

She walked towards me and put her hand on face. It felt just like Jean's. I pushed her away. She turned back to her original blue self.

"My name's Mystique," she said in a little bit of a kinder voice.

"My name's Jen NOT Jennifer," I said, still against the wall. "So, where am I?"

"You're on an island in the middle of nowhere," Mystique said, looking out the barred window.

"Why am I here?"

"Because, Eric thinks that you might be of some use to him," she said, moving towards the door.

"Who's Eric?" I asked, moving towards the door aways.

"The man in the helmet, that was with me at the school...You hungry?" she asked, opening the cell door.

"Yeah," I nodded.

We left the cell and walked to the end of the hallway. There was little light and it was wet. The hall was cold and it didn't help that I was still kind of damp from being pushed into the river be Logan.

AH! He's going to pay for that!

We reached a huge room that had a kitchen in one corner, a TV room in the other corner and a dinning room somewhat in the middle of the room. Sitting at a poker table near the TV room was a big man that looked like Big Foot, a small green man, a young, cute boy with light brown hair and an old man dressed in a dress pants and a turtle neck sweater.

"Mystique, what is she doing out of her cell?" asked the old man, looking up from the cards in his hands.

"She was hungry," Mystique answered.

"Then you could have brought the food to her in her cell," growled Big Foot.

I bet that he's related to Logan. They do kind of look a like and they both seem like assholes.

"It's not like she's going to blow anything up. She doesn't even have her powers yet," added the green thing.

That's what you think, Frogger.

"Fine, she can stay, but she's your responsibility, Mystique," the old man said, looking back down at his cards.

Mystique nodded.

"Jen, this is Toad," she said pointing to the green thing. "Sabertooth and Pyro," she added, pointing first to Big Foot and then to the cute, brown haired teen. "And this is Eric," she said, placing a blue hand on the old man's shoulder.

"So, you two just gonna stand there of are you gonna play some poker," asked Pyro, looking up at us.

Eric pulled up two metal chairs, without getting up. He place one by himself and the other by Pyro.

"How did you do that?" I asked amazed as I sat down by Pyro.

"It's my mutation. I can control mental, that's why I'm also referred to as Magneto," he answered.

Cool!