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X-men Post-First Class One-Shot

A/N: I've never written anything for X-men, so those of you who are bigger fans than I am, please remember: I'm. Only. Writing. For. Enjoyment. I'm a Mystique/Azazel shipper, and I'm not gonna respond to hate/picky comments about canon or character flaws. Kay? Kay. XD And for those of you who didn't see the newest movie... this won't make a lick of sense. LOL hope anyone who does read this enjoys it though! ^^ I enjoyed writing it!


Hard heels echoed across the floors of a corporate building. A balding, overweight man of his late fifties strode down the stone halls. It was late; hardly anyone was there. The man had a five o' clock shadow and his suit was mussed.

The man passed a receptionist that smiled at him absently. He continued down another hall, adjusting his tie that had probably once been tight earlier that day. He stopped in front of an elevator and touched the upward arrow.


A faint noise caught his ear and he glanced back the way he came. Nothing was there. He looked back to the elevator doors.

Bamf... Ding.

The man stepped in the elevator once it arrived and pushed for the 90th floor. The steel doors closed silently, clicking only when they met.

In the silence of the room, a red skinned, ebony haired and clad man walked quietly to the elevators. If he had been seen in dark light, one could have easily mistaken him for a Native American. But the light of the corporate halls was not dark. He looked just like a fabled supernatural being, skin so red it resembled blood. He stopped in front of the elevator and looked up at the lights signifying its ascent.


The light stayed on ninety. The red man smiled faintly, closed his eyes, and vanished in a loud swirl of small sparks and black smoke. BAMF.

Up on the ninetieth floor, the balding man stepped off the elevator into a whiter level. The ninetieth floor was nicer than the previous one he was on, signifying a much higher status. He walked to his left, his shoes echoing again against the walls. He came to an intersection of halls and nearly turned right, but he stopped. Glancing down every hall, he narrowed his eyes.

Down the hall to his right and out of view, the red skinned being stood behind a wall, waiting for the man to come down. Ice blue eyes intent on the corner of the wall, he reached under the back of his black coat and pulled out a foot long, jagged knife. He held the knife against his forearm and flipped a small switch in the hilt. The blade extended slowly and silently to three feet and locked.

The man in the hall intersection hesitated a few more seconds before continuing on his way. He walked slower though, taking his time.

He came to the next hall corner and lashed out, swinging an arm that hit the empty wall. His fist bounced off it harmlessly.

No one was there. The hall continued without bend or deviation for at least a hundred feet. The man relaxed a little, straightening his jacket. But as he started walking again, a very long dagger appeared at his throat. The man tensed and froze.

"Missed," said a Russian accented voice behind him.

The man shook his head. A wave of strange blue scales washed over his face and morphed into blue skinned feminine features. The suit changed as well, morphing into a svelte, midnight blue body. "I knew you were back there, Azazel."

"Then why did you hit the wall?" he countered, a smile in his voice, even though she couldn't see his face. The competitive streak in her was boiling. She didn't even hear him transport. How did he do that? she thought in frustration.

His knife removed from in front of her neck and the walls around them faded. The illusion ended and the dark gym they were in reappeared.

Behind them, two other people stood by the gym doors, one female and the other younger male. The male held up his wrist watch and rose his eyebrows. "That was only four and a half minutes, Mystique. You've gotta do better than that."

The blue girl turned back to him and crossed her scaly arms. "I don't need your opinion, Riptide."

The female next to Riptide put her hands on her hips. "But he's right, honey. That wasn't good enough. How do you expect to deal with these situations if you break character like you did so quickly? My simulations make it easier for you to concentrate. Can you imagine--"

"Fine, fine, I get it. I don't need a lecture, Frost," Mystique replied coldly. "I won't look like I'm getting suspicious, okay? Happy?"

Frost shook her head and turned to say some things to Riptide.

Mystique heard Azazel re-sheathe his blade and glanced at him. "Hey," she said softly.

He looked up a her.

"How did you know it was me and not the receptionist?"

He smirked and shrugged a little. "You're predictable."

The answer rose up offense in her. "How so?"

"You choose exact opposite of what you are. And you never sit still. All I had to do was watch for ugly, fat man and follow."

She almost retorted but stopped short. She knew he probably didn't mean it, but he had said in a round about way that she was pretty and skinny. Frost's voice broke her musings.

"Mystique, come on. It's Riptide's turn now."

Mystique uncrossed her arms and strode out of the gym, going past Frost without a word. Behind the older woman, Mystique glanced back at Azazel as he waited for Riptide to stand next to him. She continued through the empty building, coming to a commons area. She found a comfortable looking couch and plopped down in it, waiting for the others to finish their illusion training, courtesy Frost.

Mystique, or Raven as she preferred to call herself when no one was around, still didn't like the other members of the brotherhood yet. It had been a year since she joined them in Cuba and she only felt more and more alienated. They all looked normal with the exception of Azazel. She thought her struggle with her physical appearance would lessen and maybe disappear with the brotherhood. Not so. It was ever present. The others would purposely talk quietly around her, including her once friend Angel. Raven was sick of it. Now she didn't even have Charles to talk to anymore. Eric, or Magneto, was absolutely no comfort. He hardly ever showed affection to her like he did before the Cuban missile crisis. Sure, he was cordial, but it was in a more general sense. It wasn't as though she had ever slept with him.

The only one who really bothered to talk to her on a non-working basis was Azazel nowadays. They had somewhat of a bond due to their natural forms being so different from normal. They both refused to change their appearances because they believed they were exactly the way they should be.

Raven wondered if he ever felt like her. He was obviously a decade or two older and a man, but she wondered if he ever felt as much the alien she did at times. He was even more loathe to show himself to the public eye than she was, especially since he couldn't disguise himself as easily.

The sound of boots on tile came closer, and Raven saw the kindred spirit she was just thinking about heading through the commons toward her. He stopped before he entered her area and gestured at another soft chair. "May I sit here?"

She smiled faintly at him and nodded her head.

He gave her a smile back, nothing hidden or teasing about it, and plopped down in the chair, letting out a relieved groan. "Spasibo."

Raven smiled wider at his word of thanks. "Azazel, you don't have to ask me to sit in the same area I am. You just do it."

He blinked slowly then shrugged one shoulder. "If you wish." He turned his attention to sliding his long, pointed tail out from under his shirt and placing the end on his lap. He then twiddled with his tail, almost as though it was actually entertaining him.

Raven giggled inwardly. He was interesting in a... metaphysical way. "Can you actually feel anything with that?"

He glanced up at her then slid his tail to hang next to his legs. He didn't know she had been watching. "...Da."

She leaned forward and crossed her ankles. "How long have you had it?"

His eyes misted over momentarily but became a little wary.

"Just curious," she assured.

He remained stoic for a little while before moving his tail to his lap again. "Thirty-two years."

"Wow... so you must have gotten it late then."

He fingered the tips of his tail. "Nyet. Very young. I was two months old."

Raven blinked, her yellow eyes wide. He couldn't be that young.

He smiled ruefully at her. "These scars," he hovered a finger over the worst scar streaking his face, "don't help in keeping me youthful. Unlike you."

She found herself bracing for what may come next from him. Anything anyone said about her she would roll off, but his opinion was important to her. "Well... I was told a while ago that I don't age fast."

He smiled a little wider and glanced at the floor with a single nod.

A silence filled the air. Raven expected the silence to be awkward, but it strangely didn't feel that way. She wanted to ask him more questions about his past, but she didn't want to offend or prod him.

His deeper voice broke the silence. "Do you ever miss them?"

She knew exactly what he meant, and the question hit home with Raven more than she would've liked. She felt her eyes stinging instantly. She looked away to push them back, determined not to show weakness to the man. She focused on the scaly backs of her hands. "Yeah... I do."

She couldn't see him at the moment but she heard him sigh. "It's a hard thing to leave family."

She faked a short laugh. "...It really is." She successfully pushed her tears back and was able to look up at him again. He was leaning forward now, elbows resting on his knees. Their faces were about a foot and a half apart, but Raven sat up straighter out of impulse. She smiled at him and slid a strand of her red hair behind her ear. "But it's best not to think about it."

He nodded, blinking slowly again. "But without memories, we would be nothing."

She agreed silently but didn't acknowledge the comment. She leaned her elbow on the couch arm and rested her head in her palm. "You know... I've wanted to tell you this for a while now.. you're really easy to talk to. You're one of the only people I feel like I can be comfortable with."

His blue eyes stayed on her, almost seeming to become brighter. He glanced at the tail in his lap again. "Could that be due to mutual... appearance?"

He doesn't miss a beat. She smiled in a ornery way. "That might have something to do with it."

He chuckled shortly, his smile becoming a grin and showing his very white teeth. "I could say likewise then."

Raven grinned back and thought again about asking him where he received his scars. But a familiar voice sounded from across the commons. "Practice is over."

Raven and Azazel looked up to see Magneto at the entrance. They both stood up.

"Take us home, Azazel," Magneto commanded.

The red skinned man nodded once and held his hand out to Raven. She was disappointed that they were interrupted, but she respected Magneto's way. She took Azazel's hand and he transported them to Magneto, then the gym for the others, then back to their home.


Et, c'est fini! XD One-shot only here, I don't plan to take it any further. ;-p
Yeah, this isn't really for anything other than the fact that I actually finished something in the writing realm lately. ;p

Rated PG (I think there might be some swears in there. I can't remember. xD)

X-men characters, universe (c) Marvel
Pairing (c) Whoever the heck started it. :XD:
Story (c) =JeluiGarak
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CatalystOfTheSoul Featured By Owner May 25, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I'm a stalking EXPERT.

And, you are....?


...I honestly got very used to the Garak. kinda liked it. THEN YOU CHANGED IT. :) You kill me.
BeJuled Featured By Owner May 25, 2012  Professional Digital Artist

itsKareBear Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2012
Actually I do like the parring I'm not sure if you know that they are together for a brief time and Nightcrawler is Azzael child, but you must already know this! :la:
BeJuled Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
:XD: I'm not an avid watcher/reader, but I did know that already. :nod:
itsKareBear Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012
Lol, I'm such a nerd. That's how. :XD:
itsKareBear Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2012
I love X men! I got so many comics now from Marvel.
But usually my favorite characters are misunderstood and mean. XD Emma Frost (can't say I like Scott and her together but yeah)
BeJuled Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
:giggle: Cool! More of a straight movies fan, but I like some parts of the comics. :)
That is very true. x3 Happens a lot with cinema translation. =/
itsKareBear Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012
Yeah same here but I don't know I started to get into comics just by purchasing one of them and then I need to know more. XD
It's addiction!!
You know you might like this is a X men first class parody song, very funny! [link]
BeJuled Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
Hahaha, indeed it can be. XD Same thing happened with me and Star Trek. x3 Course... Tasha and Crusher were gay.. but that was beside the point. ;P

:facepalm: O.M.G. XDD That is too funny! :lmao:
itsKareBear Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012
Told you funny, song from Lady Gaga just fit the description!
There is something you might like, I mean I found this on Youtube just a view weeks ago.
this is The Uncanny, X men (comics from 1976 to 2011 I believe) these are like regular people but they seemed to got the personalities down and they got good special effects.
If you have the time take a look, they got 4 episode right now. (varies from 10-14 minutes)

BeJuled Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
They do have very good special effects, but... IDK, parodies/non-profit reenactments aren't really my thing. Too hard for me to watch. x3
itsKareBear Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2012
Ah, it's all good. LOL I mean some people are into it and some aren't.
RiseofDarkFire Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Very cool. I have to admit, I could see this pairing happening. :D Mystique is amazing in the movies. I love the appearance they gave her and I'm glad they included her in First Class.
BeJuled Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
:dummy: Sweetness! I'm glad it gave that impression~ ^^ Thanks for reading, Natty! :hug:
Oh totally--I like her new version a great deal better than the previous. :nod:
RiseofDarkFire Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Yeah. The movie people really did well with her, I think. :D
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