Title: A Mother's Love
Author: DhampyrX2
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Poverty is my constant friend. Please don't sue. I make no money from this.
Summary: Pretty much from the word go Mystique has been a total washout as a mother. She lied to Rogue, never had that big talk with Kurt after Pietro sabotaged it, and never really tried to do right by her children throughout Evolution. Many have theories about why, and write fan fiction detailing their opinions. This isn't one of those. No, this fic asks a different question. What if after she recruited Rogue, Mystique tried to be a GOOD mother?
*****
Raven Darkholme sat quietly at her desk in her room, brooding. She finally had her daughter, her little Marie, back. Now if only she could work up some enthusiasm about that fact. Well, truthfully, she /was/ happy, to a degree. It would just be so much sweeter if Marie, now calling herself Rogue, actually knew she was working for her long absentee mother.
Of, course, Destiny had asked her to remain silent about that fact. It irked Raven to be so close to her daughter, and be expected to remain silent because of vague warnings from the blind seer. Wasn't bad enough that she was close enough to her son every day to hug him, but had to refrain from even _mentioning_ their relationship thanks to Magneto? Now, she had her daughter in her own /home/, and couldn't reach out to her. The more Mystique thought about that, the angrier it made her.
It wasn't fair, damn it! She was close enough touch both her babies for the first time in years, after circumstances took her away from each of them, and it was like they were separated by some plexiglass wall. Granted, Kurt had been raised by a loving foster foster family to fill the void in his heart, and Marie had had Irene. By all rights, in fact, Kurt was much safer being raised by the Wagners, away from her /master's/ attention. Leaving the boy there with the family that found him was the smartest option she had at the time. But what about herself? Why was she denied the simple joy of being a mother? Damn Magneto and his schemes to hell, she wanted her family!
She brooded long into the night, agonizing at the tortuous fact that her daughter was a few doors down, with no idea that mother, who loved both her and her brother no matter what idiots like Sabertooth or Storm might have said behind her back, was there. It had to stop. She knew it did. There was no way she could live with a lie like this and not go insane. Finally, she came to a decision. She would find a quiet place, away from Magneto, and tell Marie everything. Who she was, why she was with Irene, what had really happened with the X-men when she was recruited last week, and one other fact. She would tell her about her exact relation to a certain furry blue protégé of Xavier's.
Irene and her warnings be damned, she was at least going to try to get her daughter back instead of sitting here on her ass. She may not be ready to confront Kurt, who had good reasons to believe in baldy's dreams thanks to his foster parents and that holo-watch he had been given at the Institute. That didn't mean she couldn't bond with her little girl again. And who knew, maybe Rogue would have an idea of how to reconcile things with Kurt?
It was with that thought in mind, that Mystique settled went to bed, and settled into the first peaceful sleep she had had in years.
*****
"Rogue, I want to see you after school. I have some things to go over with you about the brotherhood.", Raven said to her daughter that morning, making a chill go up Rogue's spine. No conversation with an adult was ever good when it was set up like that.
"Sure thing, teach.", the southern goth replied, acting as if she wasn't nervous over what Mystique wanted.
"Good, meet me at my car at four o'clock. Don't be late.", the principal warned, her voice making no room for argument.
"Better you than me, Roguey.", Toad commented with a sympathy wince as he passed her on the way to Lance's jeep, and his ride to school
*****
Rogue was a few minutes early, and waited, fidgeting nervously with her hair. What could Mystique want to talk about that couldn't be done at the house? It was just bizarre, and it was making Rogue edgy the more she thought about it.
"Good, you're here.", Mystique said from behind her, making Rogue jump in surprise. Her musings had left her too preoccupied to notice Principal Darkholme's approach.
"Yeah. What do ya' want to say to me?". The goth asked, blowing an errant strand of hair out of her face, and trying to act like the sullen rebel she projected herself to be.
Raven Ignored her act, and her question, as she got in the car and opened the passenger door. "Get in. We'll discuss it, but not here, Rogue.", she said.
"Fine. But this better be good.", Rogue replied, getting in the car, and closing the door.
***** They drove for over half an hour, deep into the countryside. Finally, they parked at the edge of thick wooded area. That was not good enough for Mystique, though. She insisted they travel far into the woods, with the shape shifter assuming her natural form once they were certain to be out of sight of passers by. Finally, after nearly tan minutes of walking, they stopped.
"Alright already, Mystique. What's so important you pull all this stuff? If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were taking me out here to kill me and dump my body.
Raven sighed at her daughter's attitude. This was going to be the hard part. Well, it was now or never. "Rogue...Marie. I have some things to tell you. They won't be easy for you to hear at first, and they are for you and you alone to know. That's why we ditched the car. I don't know if Magneto has it bugged, and I don't want him interfering. I'm not sure how to tell you all this, but just please hear me out until I'm done."
"How do yah' know mah' real name?", Rogue asked warily, taking a step back, her accent growing thicker unconsciously.
Mystique took on the form of a beautiful red headed woman then. It was the best explanation she could offer her already spooked child.
"Momma?" Rogue queried in shock.
*****
END CHAPTER 1
Author: DhampyrX2
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Poverty is my constant friend. Please don't sue. I make no money from this.
Summary: Pretty much from the word go Mystique has been a total washout as a mother. She lied to Rogue, never had that big talk with Kurt after Pietro sabotaged it, and never really tried to do right by her children throughout Evolution. Many have theories about why, and write fan fiction detailing their opinions. This isn't one of those. No, this fic asks a different question. What if after she recruited Rogue, Mystique tried to be a GOOD mother?
*****
Raven Darkholme sat quietly at her desk in her room, brooding. She finally had her daughter, her little Marie, back. Now if only she could work up some enthusiasm about that fact. Well, truthfully, she /was/ happy, to a degree. It would just be so much sweeter if Marie, now calling herself Rogue, actually knew she was working for her long absentee mother.
Of, course, Destiny had asked her to remain silent about that fact. It irked Raven to be so close to her daughter, and be expected to remain silent because of vague warnings from the blind seer. Wasn't bad enough that she was close enough to her son every day to hug him, but had to refrain from even _mentioning_ their relationship thanks to Magneto? Now, she had her daughter in her own /home/, and couldn't reach out to her. The more Mystique thought about that, the angrier it made her.
It wasn't fair, damn it! She was close enough touch both her babies for the first time in years, after circumstances took her away from each of them, and it was like they were separated by some plexiglass wall. Granted, Kurt had been raised by a loving foster foster family to fill the void in his heart, and Marie had had Irene. By all rights, in fact, Kurt was much safer being raised by the Wagners, away from her /master's/ attention. Leaving the boy there with the family that found him was the smartest option she had at the time. But what about herself? Why was she denied the simple joy of being a mother? Damn Magneto and his schemes to hell, she wanted her family!
She brooded long into the night, agonizing at the tortuous fact that her daughter was a few doors down, with no idea that mother, who loved both her and her brother no matter what idiots like Sabertooth or Storm might have said behind her back, was there. It had to stop. She knew it did. There was no way she could live with a lie like this and not go insane. Finally, she came to a decision. She would find a quiet place, away from Magneto, and tell Marie everything. Who she was, why she was with Irene, what had really happened with the X-men when she was recruited last week, and one other fact. She would tell her about her exact relation to a certain furry blue protégé of Xavier's.
Irene and her warnings be damned, she was at least going to try to get her daughter back instead of sitting here on her ass. She may not be ready to confront Kurt, who had good reasons to believe in baldy's dreams thanks to his foster parents and that holo-watch he had been given at the Institute. That didn't mean she couldn't bond with her little girl again. And who knew, maybe Rogue would have an idea of how to reconcile things with Kurt?
It was with that thought in mind, that Mystique settled went to bed, and settled into the first peaceful sleep she had had in years.
*****
"Rogue, I want to see you after school. I have some things to go over with you about the brotherhood.", Raven said to her daughter that morning, making a chill go up Rogue's spine. No conversation with an adult was ever good when it was set up like that.
"Sure thing, teach.", the southern goth replied, acting as if she wasn't nervous over what Mystique wanted.
"Good, meet me at my car at four o'clock. Don't be late.", the principal warned, her voice making no room for argument.
"Better you than me, Roguey.", Toad commented with a sympathy wince as he passed her on the way to Lance's jeep, and his ride to school
*****
Rogue was a few minutes early, and waited, fidgeting nervously with her hair. What could Mystique want to talk about that couldn't be done at the house? It was just bizarre, and it was making Rogue edgy the more she thought about it.
"Good, you're here.", Mystique said from behind her, making Rogue jump in surprise. Her musings had left her too preoccupied to notice Principal Darkholme's approach.
"Yeah. What do ya' want to say to me?". The goth asked, blowing an errant strand of hair out of her face, and trying to act like the sullen rebel she projected herself to be.
Raven Ignored her act, and her question, as she got in the car and opened the passenger door. "Get in. We'll discuss it, but not here, Rogue.", she said.
"Fine. But this better be good.", Rogue replied, getting in the car, and closing the door.
***** They drove for over half an hour, deep into the countryside. Finally, they parked at the edge of thick wooded area. That was not good enough for Mystique, though. She insisted they travel far into the woods, with the shape shifter assuming her natural form once they were certain to be out of sight of passers by. Finally, after nearly tan minutes of walking, they stopped.
"Alright already, Mystique. What's so important you pull all this stuff? If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were taking me out here to kill me and dump my body.
Raven sighed at her daughter's attitude. This was going to be the hard part. Well, it was now or never. "Rogue...Marie. I have some things to tell you. They won't be easy for you to hear at first, and they are for you and you alone to know. That's why we ditched the car. I don't know if Magneto has it bugged, and I don't want him interfering. I'm not sure how to tell you all this, but just please hear me out until I'm done."
"How do yah' know mah' real name?", Rogue asked warily, taking a step back, her accent growing thicker unconsciously.
Mystique took on the form of a beautiful red headed woman then. It was the best explanation she could offer her already spooked child.
"Momma?" Rogue queried in shock.
*****
END CHAPTER 1