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Blueshift	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6098 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Blueshift
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29 and 30
- 30-31
- 31-32
- 32-33
- 33-34
- 34-35
- 35-36
- 36-37
- 37-38
- 38-39
- 39-40
- 40-41
- 41-42
- 42-43
- 43-44
- 44-45
- 45-46
- 46-47
- 47-48
- 48-49
- 49-50
- 50-51
- 51-52
- 52-53
- 53-54
- 54-55
- 55-56
- 56-57
- 57-58
- 58-59
- 59-60
- 60-61
- 61-62
- 62-63
- 63-65
- 64-66
- 65-67
- 66-68
- 67-69
- 68-70
- 69-71
- 70-72
- 71-72
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Blueshift Chapter Thirty Nine (NC-17)
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Tarot
twisted her hair deftly back from her face, shoving the chopstick into it
without breaking stride. The lab had
been, to put it mildly, rearranged in her absence. The lack of meaningful information had
rendered her recon a bust and now, she seethed silently, she comes back to find
that someone has disrespected her work and her space, moving and re-labeling
test tubes, violating formulas with the addition of paperclips and correction
fluid and, she stopped just outside Magneto�s study, someone had messed with
her coffee. She raised her hand to knock
only to have the door swing open and reveal Mystique. �Magneto,� Tarot said shortly, looking past
the blue woman, annoyed by her presence.
��is busy,�
Mystique answered shortly. �You�ll have
to wait until morning.� She did not shut
the door, though, merely stared back at Tarot, daring her to respond.
After a
long, silent moment in which the faint skritch of pen
on paper could be heard from within the study, Tarot could not hold back. �I demand to see him.�
�That�s
nice,� Mystique said softly, raising a brow.
�But he�s busy. You have work to do.� She did
start to shut the door then but drew back sharply at the sudden appearance of a
woman clothed in shining robes, a gold diadem on her brow, jewels fairly
dripping from her garments and from around her neck and fingers. She radiated a silvery gold light and seemed
to fill the space with her energy. It
took a moment for Mytique to realize what had happened
and by then, Tarot had shoved past her and into the study. With a soft growl, the older woman scooped up
the Empress card from the carpet and turned to confront the girl as the image
faded. �You should know better than to
use your powers on one of us, Tarot,� she spat the name as if it were
bile.
Tarot
tossed her hair insolently, ignoring Mystique, doing everything except stomping
her foot to get Magneto�s attention.
When pouting did not work, she cleared her throat and folded her arms,
leaning closer to the desk. �We have a
problem,� she said tartly. Mystique
stood close to her, so close that Tarot could smell the faint musk of her
perfume and feel the strangely cool aura of the woman�s skin.
�Yes,�
Magneto murmured, �it�s rather bothersome to be in the middle of paying bills
and be interrupted by someone who cannot follow simple directions.� He placed his Mont Blanc
pen down on the ledger and leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across
his chest and regarding Tarot�s surprised visage with an assaying gaze. �I�ll forgive this transgression, Tarot, but
keep in mind that no one is my favorite here and you can and will be replaced
if you displease me.�
Swallowing
hard, ignoring Mystique�s slight smirk of pleasure, she straightened her spine
and said levelly, �Someone has been attempting to sabotage the lab, Magneto.� She quickly detailed the botched samples and
plain mischief that had befallen the lab in her absence. �Incubus claims he did not see or hear anyone
or anything, but I can never tell with him. It�s difficult to discern truth with someone
you cannot see.�
Magneto
closed his eyes for a moment and sighed.
Incubus would need to perform his duty soon. He felt weak, tired� Some days, he could feel the cold fingers
brushing his throat, seeking his soul, others he wondered if he even had a soul
and if those cold fingers were his own imagination, taunting him with bleak
eternity. �Incubus would not lie about
this. He knows the risk to himself is too great�
Check with Fred. He sees and
hears more than he speaks. It�s a matter
of finding the right question.�
Mystique
cocked a brow. �Blob? I hardly think he had part in any
mischief. He�s been at the boardinghouse
until this morning when Sabretooth picked him up.�
�Yes, but
still waters run deep. Check with Fred.� He sat up again and picked up his pen. �Is that all, Tarot?�
She
flinched at his tone but did not let her sudden uncertainty show in her
voice. �The recon was a bust. The librarian was not there and the
principles were sequestered with new students.
Pietro tells me Wednesday is the usual day for
the students to go into the city so I suggest we plan another recon for
Wednesday.� Magneto nodded and bent to
his work. After a long, tense, silence,
she added. �And the other plan� it failed.�
Magneto did
not even glance up. �Then try again next
month. Family ties bind, you know.�
Mystique
took Tarot�s elbow then and led her from the room and into the hall, the
younger woman not even attempting to fight it.
As the door shut behind them, Mystique crowded her against the
wall. �Don�t let him do this to you,�
she said urgently, as quietly as she could.
�It�s not for your glory and it�s abuse.�
Tarot
became still and calm, her gaze hooded.
She replied softly, �What I do is my choice. What he has asked me to do serves a greater
purpose than you can possibly imagine.�
Mystique
fought the urge to backhand Tarot. �He�s
asking you to be a broodmare for his spawn!� she spat. �To what greater purpose is
that?�
�You would
never understand,� Tarot hissed. She
shoved Mystique aside, surprised at how much effort it took. She turned to face the woman as she backed
down the hall. �He told me how you
tried, how you failed. Do not hope for
my failure. I care about the Brotherhood
and will do this for him.�
Mystique
felt sick. �Fine.� She turned away and strode down the
hall. Wanda and Tabby were safe, as far
as she knew, Lucas with them. She needed
to get to them soon, to explain what they had seen, but first she needed to
find Sabretooth.
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