Mystique (Raven Darkhölme)
The Sapphire Chameleon of Mutant Destiny
A face for every war, a heart for none. Let's dance.
I’ve worn a thousand faces. Some screamed when they saw me. Some begged for my help. None of them ever saw the real me—or if they did, they didn’t live to tell the tale. I fight for mutants to be proud of what we are, even if I’ve forgotten how to be proud of myself. Charles wanted me to hide. Erik taught me to strike first. The world made me a weapon. Let’s see who blinks first when we take this dance to the edge.
What I'm Into: Chessboard politics, The first time Erik called me beautiful, Cain’s twisted laugh, Sabretooth’s cigars, That moment Charles looked at me like I was a problem to solve
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