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Mirror, Mirror
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male
Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. -
Chapter List
- 1-Mirror, Mirror
- 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
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-37
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
- 45-45
- 46-48
- 47-49
- 48-50
- 49-51
- 50-52
- 51-53
- 52-54
- 53-55
- 54-56
- 55-57
- Mirror Mirror Chapter fifty six
Disclaimers ApplyA/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… *yawn * I think I'm getting old… InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. ProPhile: So how's the break going then? Morgan: *stalk * Readers/Reviewers: Okay, this chapter today and one more tomorrow, then the fic is done! Thanks for reading/reviewing as you can!
Mystique pressed her lips together to keep sound from escaping her as she pressed the already-soaked pad of cloth to her arm. “Remind me,” she bit out to Sabretooth, “to kill him later. Maybe make him run a fifty yard dash or something.” The blood bubbling to the surface was not copious by any means, and her body was already working to heal. She wanted to be careful to do it right, not just fast. The last thing she needed was some vein leaking under her muscles, creating a giant clot or worse. She tossed the bloodstained pad to the ground and stood, rising from her kneeling position on the floor. “Where did you put him?”
“Nowhere,” he replied, leaning against the wall. “Didn’t have to.”
“What,” she began, but was cut off by a smooth, familiar voice that had a strong undercurrent of exhaustion.
“I have taken care of my charge, Mystique,” Magneto sighed. “Come along. It’s time we get back to work.” He filled the doorway, tall and imposing because she knew him but, to outside eyes, looking like a frail older man, someone racked with a creeping illness.
“Magneto,” she said carefully, not sure what to feel. She wanted to reach out and touch his shoulder but could not. She had the odd idea that he would shatter if she touched him, turn into something she did not recognize or even want to know.
“Things have…changed,” the older man said stiffly, replacing the dapper black hat he had tucked under his arm atop his head. “Essex is on his own and this, I fear, does not bode well for the Brotherhood if he runs unchecked.” He motioned subtly for Sabretooth, who promptly pushed away from the wall and moved to join Magneto in the doorway.
Mystique did not move. She felt her tissue knitting together, the pull and strain of her shapeshifter form trying to heal almost painful. “We have been through some version of Hell for the past few days and you’re treating this as if he’s a disobedient child,” she finally said, the words tumbling forth of their own volition.
“Mystique,” the older man said sharply, his voice stronger than his appearance, “mind your tongue.” He looked around the space with a jaundiced eye. “Fred is being…disciplined…even as we speak. I am most displeased with his actions and am thankful that, if it had to happen at all, it did not happen to someone who could not heal quickly or at all.” He smiled thinly at his companion and associate, letting his cane tap once against the concrete floor.
Mystique gritted her teeth and fought the urge to unleash a spew of vitriol about what Magneto could do with his gratefulness. “Then we just go forth like nothing has happened here? Like none of this,” she made a sweeping gesture with one arm, “ever existed?”
“No need for melodrama,” Magneto sighed. “Just come along. Or,” he added, raising a brow, “you may remain here and do as you wish…” He dipped his chin in an approximation of politesse and turned away, his coat swirling about his calves with the motion.
The shape shifter tensed her entire body, trying to control her desire to throttle the man. Glancing at Sabretooth and seeing his mildly amused expression, Mystique made a decision. “Fine,” she growled. “Just…fine…” With a few long strides, she was at the doorway, refusing to meet either set of eyes trained on her. She would go back, she thought. She would do her job and do it well. Better than well. She would do everything she needed to do, and then, she would be finished with the Brotherhood. “Where is Essex now?” she asked as she passed Magneto, blinking in the glare of the sodium streetlights, realization seeping into her awareness. They were mere miles from Magneto’s proper home. Less than a half hour walk. She stopped, holding up one hand to silence Magneto’s rising answer. “How long did you know we were here, Eric?”
He inhaled deeply, drawing himself up to his full height and fixing a cool glare on her. “Essex is in the city. He is involved in marshalling his own group of…associates…and I must say I do not approve of his methods.” In truth, it was the memory of the ring he had glimpsed on Essex’s hand that had kept him up for nights on end, the knowledge of how closely he had been working with his own personal nightmare, the monster under his own bed… “Sabretooth, if you would please do the honor of driving us back to the house.” He held out the silver toned car key, which the other man accepted without comment, slipping easily back into his usual role as chauffer/butler/bodyguard. He glanced sideways at Mystique and saw that she was still waiting for him to answer her second question, as he knew she would be. He assayed a simple, oddly elegant shrug, and followed Sabretooth to the town car, parked in the alley. “There is much work to do this evening. We will stop at the house so I may pick up a few items then we must go to the college.”
Mystique bit her tongue so hard she tasted blood. Fred was nowhere to be seen, even though she knew Magneto must have him stashed somewhere nearby. He must have heard everything, she thought bitterly. He arrived mere moments after the shot had been fired. Everything had gone black and red for a minute then she was being slapped awake by Sabretooth. Fred was gone and then… She gritted her teeth, ignoring the coppery tang in her mouth. She drew even with Magneto at the car, sliding a sideways glance at him. “Yes, sir,” she murmured. “At your command.”
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