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-', ༄ ❪ 𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙺 𝙻𝙴𝙷𝙽𝚂𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚁 ❫
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𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 ━ a woman, always painted
as the villain, tries her hardest to
show a cruel world her good intention...
MAGGIE DID NOT EXPECT TO EVER COME TO PARIS, AND CERTAINLY NOT TO STOP AN ASSASSINATION THAT WOULD POTENTIALLY START ONE HELL OF A FUTURE, BUT SHE HAD TO ADMIT, THE CITY DID LOOK PRETTY, with the sun gleaming down on the pavement as they rode closer to their destination. Both herself and Charles were in the back, with Hank stuffed in the middle while Erik and Logan sat in the front.
The first clearance point came up as a group of guards approached their car, but with a simple wave of his hand, Erik brought a metal gate towards them to render them unconscious. Maggie winched as the three hit the ground in a heap of limbs before Erik raised the barrier in front of them. As quick as they could, which would always be pretty slow compared to the silver speedster, the group of five disregarded their vehicle with little care before marching inside the building like they owned the place—which was very contradicting to their behaviour at the Pentagon for obvious reasons. But now they were walking with unwavering purpose.
Maggie already felt her heartrate speed up as they neared another staircase, one that was more grant and decorative then the small little metal spiral staircase the just ascended that was probably only used by the staff of the building.
She hadn't seen or heard from Raven in ten years—unlike Charles who she at least had a brief conversation with every other months... or well Hank really, as he told her Charles was still breathing—but obviously not quite living.
She wondered if the blonde, or well, redheaded woman had changed much over the years, if Erik's mutant supremacy preaching had truly influenced the shapeshifter so much she was willing to cross this line.
But before she could even set foot on the first steps of stairs, loud shouting and numerous people yelling was heard from a room upstairs, before followed by the familiar sound of violence. They all exchanged worried glances, before sprinting up the steps.
Maggie breathed heavily as they came upon the room, but it seemed the fight had fizzed out like a flame without air.
"Raven!" Charles called out in disbelief when he spotted the blue shapeshifter kneeled on a table, gun propped up and pointed at Trask with unwavering confidence—but the moment Charles called out her name, that moment when her eyes flickered to their unexpected alliance, was an opportunity one of Traks man's took as he whipped out a taser and electrocuted Raven.
"Raven!" Maggie called out worriedly, despite not having seen the girl—no, woman now, for so long. She still held this deep caring for the somewhat insecure girl she had met at the CIA facility. With a quick twist of her hand, Maggie gathered whatever water she could find in the vicinity and threw it with full force at the man who fell backwards just as Erik thrusted his hand forward to send the metallic bits at the end of the taser back to the man's neck as he shuddered in pain.
