You were a mutant, yes.
But you were not an X-Men.
You were in the Brotherhood.
Mystique had recruited you a year ago.
She found your power of Time Manipulation valuable.
And it had come in handy many a time.
You had been dating your boyfriend, John Allerdyce or Pyro, for 7 months.
And you thought it couldn't get any better.
Even Magneto adored your relationship.
He was actually the one who set it up, sending you on a deadly mission together.
Recently, Mystique began to interrupt your dates and drag you away for trivial things.
You didn't understand why.
Every time you were with John, Mystique glared him down.
You went to Magneto, to seek answers.
"I'm afraid I can not give you those answers. You must ask Mystique yourself," he had said.
So here you were, looking for Mystique.
You found her, in form as you, talking with John.
John looked on the verge of tears.
You were angry.
You stomped up to Mystique and tapped her on the shoulder, when she turned to you, you punched her.
The shock forced her to turn to her real form.
John stared at her before he hugged you tight.
"Oh, thank God. She was breaking up with me," he said, burying his face in your neck.
"Can't breathe," you squeezed out, feeling your lungs squeeze.
John released you.
"Sorry," he said.
You looked to Mystique.
"What the hell is your problem?" you demanded.
She sighed.
"What kind of mother lets her daughter date someone so dangerous?" she said.
You paused, confused.
"You're not my mother?" i asked.
"Yes, i am," Mystique admitted.
Your hand flew to your mouth and John put his arm around you in comfort.
"But... How... What? You," you stammered.
"I'm sorry i didn't tell you earlier. I was waiting for the right time," she said, standing.
"Okay, you're my mother. Fine. Accepted," you nodded, regrouping yourself, "But that doesn't mean you're making me break up with John."
"We're in this together, no matter what happens," John told Mystique.
Mystique stared between the two of you.
"Then I guess i have no choice but to approve," she sighed, turning to John, "But hurt her and I can guarantee you I will hurt you double."
"If I hurt her, I think she'll kill me herself," John laughed.
"Oh, no doubt," you said.
Mystique smiled.
"That's my girl," she said.
"Actually, she's my girl," John said, kissing the side of your head.
"Don't push it," Mystique glared.
She walked off.
You turned to John.
"So, you were about to cry because you thought I was breaking up with you?" you asked.
"You're my world. Losing you would be losing myself," he nodded.
You got on your tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips.
"I love you," you smiled.
"I love you more," he challenged, kissing your nose.
"Not possible," you teased.
"Oh trust me, It's definitely possible."
