MYSTIQUE
Raven Darkholme closed her blue eyes and soon felt a familiar tingle down her spine. Then, slower than it had used to, the sensation spread over her torso, arms, legs, face. Then it resided and she slowly opened her eyes and looked into the mirror posed in front of her. The dull black hair that she had seen in the mirror for the last months was gone, replaced by the fiery red that was truly hers. Pale skin was now a dark blue, and her eyes a stunning yellow.
Mystique was back, and she was ready to get her revenge.