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Summary: Different Points of View concerning the cure during the third Movie.
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Mystique: Slavery and Betrayal
Getting caught in the act is usually somewhat humiliating, but in this case it was worth it.
I should have been more careful, more aware of my surroundings while I was searching through the files at that laboratory, but what I found was enough to shock me into dropping my guard.
I discovered that the homo sapiens had developed a "Cure" for mutants.
What do they mean; "Cure."? There is nothing wrong with us. Nothing that needs curing.
I will deny it to my dying day, but the very thought that someone would try to turn us, the homo superior, into homo sapiens both infuriated, and scared the living shit out of me.
I told the interrogators that I didn't answer to my slave name of 'Raven Darkholme'.
My slave name, because it tried to force me into the persona of a mere human. This cure would enslave all of mutant kind, just as surely as if they had put us in shackles and burned us with a branding iron. It would erase what made us mutants, above them.
It would chain us down to their level.
But I would not allow myself to panic. It was only a matter of time before Magneto came to collect me, so I could just pass the time by playing with the human's simple minds. The looks on their faces never failed to amuse me.
Secretary Trask's expression when they found out I had been impersonating him had been priceless.
I was in their moving prison, when Magneto came for me. I had morphed into the President of the USA, and I could tell how much it was getting on the guard's nerves. Let me go, I am so far above you.
Then I morphed into the form of a little girl. Yes mommy, I'll be a good little mutant. I promise I'll play nice with the stupid humans.
The guard finally snapped. I smirked at him, "When I get out of here, I'm going to kill you."
He didn't get the chance to reply, as Magneto chose that moment to arrive, heralded by the sound of the cars being smashed. Erik can be subtle when he wants, but he always has enjoyed dramatic entrances.
The guard was distracted, and Magneto's hold on the prison truck made him lose his balance. He stumbled against my cage, and I snapped his neck, taking his keys and freeing myself.
We freed the other prisoners and were about to leave when the other guard regained consciousness. Magneto had his back turned, but I saw the green tracking laser dancing over his shoulders.
A split-second before the guard could fire, I knocked Erik out of the way, and a dart embedded itself in my shoulder.
My body started to twitch and shake, and I knew that I had been forcibly injected with that terrible, horrifying poison.
The Cure.
I could feel my red hair and scaled blue skin fading away, being replaced by short black hair and pale skin. My yellow eyes turned brown and white, and I was a homo sapien female, lying naked on the floor of the truck.
I could see surprise and thanks in Erik's eyes as I called out to him, desperate to know what would happen to me now.
There was true regret in his eyes as he looked at me, but that did not make the betrayal any less.
"I'm sorry, my dear, but you are not one of us anymore."
It was in their best interest that they left them, because I was ready to commit murder. Magneto for his betrayal, followed closely by that blasted little pyromaniac if he didn't stop staring at me like that.
I had been reduced to Raven Darkholme, the slave name that I hated so much.
I had been betrayed by the man that I trusted most, abandoned only moments after I saved his life.
Very Well.
I was no longer Mistique, and therefore was bound by no loyalty to Magneto, who threw me aside when I was no longer useful.
Betrayal can go both ways, and if Magneto is willing to abandon his best and most trusted, then I have no reason to remain true to him.
If I will be forced to live as a human, then so can he.
Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Betrayed.
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