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- 1-Blueshift
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Blueshift Chapter Sixty Eight (NC-17)
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� *nervous * *GLOMP* for being Uberbeta! InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink and Dracena are
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J ProPhile: *gloke * Readers/Reviewers: Thank you for
reading/reviewing was you can and there�s going to be a short break between the
end of this story and the start of the next so I can catch up on some sidefling
type things.

Pietro
shifted uncomfortably. Essex was giving
him such a curious look that he felt as if he needed to explain his every
action and thought. Instead, he turned
his face away and looked at Tarot. �So
now what?� he asked blithely. �Just
stand around here and wait to be beamed up?�
Tarot shot
him a derisive glare. �We wait until we
are told what to do. Magneto is in
charge�� Across the expansive lawn, striding
towards them and shifting as she moved, Mystique neared. �Maybe he can upbraid her for her delay. If we�ve missed an opportunity because we
were waiting on her, I�ll��
�You�ll
what?� Essex asked idly, as if they were standing in someone�s den and sharing
stories rather than on the lawn of the Institute, under the shadow of an alien
craft. �Chide her for her
tardiness? Slap her knuckles with a
ruler? Or better yet� � he paused,
smiling, �you�ll remember your place and quiet yourself before someone does it
for you?�
Pietro
barely managed to hide the small grin that popped onto his lips at Essex�s
words. He did not like the man overmuch
and he rather feared him on some levels but he did enjoy the look on Tarot�s
face at his snark. She had become very
sure of her position as Magneto�s favorite in the previous months and Pietro
was growing uncomfortable with her superiority complex as well as this apparent
plan to conceive at the request of Essex.
He almost said something, adding to the older man�s jibe, but pressed
his lips closed as his father turned to face them, his coat swirling around his
knees like some shadow king�s cloak.
�Professor
Xavier has decided to move his charges into a safer area, away from any
potential�conflict.� He smiled thinly,
obviously annoyed by this development.
�I feel, however, that you are all perfectly capable of handling this
without being coddled. Mystique, nice of
you to join us. Might I ask what took
precedence over a direct order from me?�
�I had
business to attend to at the Boardinghouse,� she replied, her face a mask of
bland indifference. Tabby was not where
she had been moved to and Wanda was nowhere to be found at all. She was sick inside, the urge to express the
feeling physically growing. She had looked
everywhere, even the boardinghouse, for the two girls or some sign of them and
Lucas, and was now fearing the worst.
She wanted to deride herself for caring so much that it affected her
performance in her work but she knew the depth of Magneto and Essex�s plans,
she knew the extent to which they would go in order to fulfill their desires
for a powerful Brotherhood. Since he
had arrived, she thought, glancing aside at Essex himself, the Englishman
seemed to have brought out the worst in Magneto, the most twisted of his
desires and the darkest motivations
rising to the surface.
�Unfortunately,� she continued as the pause threatened to stretch too
long, �I was unable to complete the task.
It is of little importance, though, in the face of this.� She indicated the situation around them with
a flitting gesture of her long fingers.
Magneto
pursed his lips as if in deep thought and slowly nodded. �Mystique, you are to come with me
then.� He turned sharply away and strode
towards Professor Xavier and Logan, leaving her little choice but to
follow.
She was of
a divided mind; part of her was furiously trying to figure out where Tabby and
Wanda could have gone with the baby�no one at the hotel had seen them leave and
they were not anywhere they would usually go.
She knew for a fact they had no money on them so that cut down the list
of possible locations considerably. The
other part of her was cautiously following along with Magneto�s plan. She did not completely trust him any more and
his current activities verged on disgusting her. Tarot seemed more than willing to be his
brood mare, she thought angrily, but that did not make it right for him to use
her as such. She drew to a halt beside
Magneto, mere feet from Professor Xavier and Logan, and felt her eyes go
wide. She was being stared at, she
knew, and she was used to it. Even other
mutants with visible issues such as skin color or odd limbs would stare at her
and her azure skin and vibrant red hair, the near nudity not doing much to
uninvite attention. Here, on enemy
grounds, as it were, she knew most of the stares were of taught revulsion or
pity, not interest, and she knew that she was expected to either stare back or
ignore them coolly. But as she swept her
eyes over the group, she paused and her heart squeezed painfully in her
chest. She recognized him, she realized
haltingly. She stared at the man coming
to join Banshee and Storm as they moved to stand next to Professor Xavier and
Logan. He looked ragged and tired but
she recognized him. �Hello, Mark,� she
said softly, raising a brow. �This is
the school you work for?�
He nodded,
blinking rapidly as he tried to assimilate memory with reality. �I guess I wasn�t having a hallucination
about the blue skin then,� he sighed.
�Mystique, I presume.�
She winced
inwardly at the dismissive tone of his voice.
�You can call me that if you choose�� Pitching her voice so only he
could hear as she took a step towards him, the cold grass crunching under her
feet, she reminded him, �But I prefer Raven in this case.�
Mark nodded
slowly, his eyes sweeping over her tall, lithe form. He felt a dull blush creep over the back of
his neck�usually, he reflected, nudity didn�t enter the picture until several
dates into the relationship. He cleared
his throat pointedly and tried to focus on what Professor Xavier was saying
rather than on Mystique�s retreating form as she rejoined her own
companions. �Wait,� he broke in as one
of the pieces of the currently forming plan became obvious, �you can�t just go
around messing with magnetic fields like that!�
Magneto
raised a brow. �Yes, I can. And I suggest you mind your tongue, young
man. Such flapping appendages often are
lost in the chaos of a battle.� Essex�s
oily grin at these words seemed to punctuate the threat.
Mark shook
his head and frowned. �I can�t believe
you people live at a school[1]�
what do you think will happen if you mess with the magnetic fields of the
devices driving this ship to remain hovering like this? They sure as Hell won�t turn into butterflies
and carry the Shi�ar away on a cloud of goodwill and pixie dust!�
Professor
Xavier sighed. �He�s correct. We don�t know the workings of these things
and until we have a better understanding, using magnetism against them is not a
wise choice.� He noted the dull
bronze-red flush of Magneto�s cheeks and quickly added, in deference to the
friend he once had, �But it�s the best idea we have so far.�
�I don�t
think we have to worry much longer,� Banshee said grimly. �Company�s back.�
The envoy
which had visited them mere minutes before was standing beneath the ship again
in a slice of white light. He did not
approach them but fixed his gaze on Lilandra, standing apart with her
companions. She looked up and stared at
him, her entire posture becoming stiff and almost regal if not for the strong
taint of nervousness on her as she walked smoothly towards him, the two females
with her following a few paces behind.
They reached the envoy and stopped out of arm�s reach, conferring, it
seemed, about what to do with the primitives if one were to guess by gestures
alone. After nearly a minute of
discussion, one of the female companions, the one claiming to be Lilandra�s
sister, stepped away from them all and raised the staff she carried as a mark
of her position. The other companion,
M�kon, spun to face her, dropping into a defensive crouch between Lilandra and
the raised staff, but it was too late.
Lilandra�s sister struck hard, driving the point of the staff into
M�kon�s neck. The stricken body guard
arched and tried to rise, the sharpened point of the staff deep in her throat,
cutting off all possible sounds. Blood
bubbled from around the point and, as the other companion drew it out, the red
fluid spurted in high arcs. Lilandra
uttered a noise somewhere between a scream and a groan, grabbing M�kon as she
fell back towards the ground, beyond help and dying fast. The envoy did not react to the death scene.
He stepped to one side, within reach of Lilandra. It had happened so fast that the Professor
Xavier barely had time to call out and Logan had just started moving towards
them when they vanished, the white light becoming blinding for one moment then
disappearing entirely, not fading away but as if it had been cut off at the
source. No Shi�ar were left on the
ground.
�Holy
Hell,� Banshee breathed. �Was that a
coup?�
�That,�
Logan replied grimly, �was murder. We
got at least four kids up there with those�things�and no leverage now.� He was breathing hard as if barely keeping
emotions in check. �Any bright ideas?�

[1] One of
my favorite lines from the first movie was when Magneto chided them with �And
you live in a school�� (paraphrase)
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