Mystique returns with Myk-Zod!
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She feels good, all things considered. Really good. Zola and all of his toadies were dead and his experiments were lost for all time. Myk-Zod's power was… frankly out of this world. And now Mystique shared it with him. She wasn't as strong as him yet and maybe she never would be to be fair. It wasn't like they had a road map for this sort of situation. They were decidedly in uncharted territory.
However, Mystique knew one thing for absolute certain… the sun had never felt better beating down on her skin and she wasn't going to let Myk-Zod go any time soon. That's why, after they're done fucking midair next to the destroyed Hydra Facility, she happily accepts when he asks if she wants to return with him.
He'd sounded worried that she might say 'no' too… but Mystique wasn't about to let someone like him slip through her fingers. She needed his help after all… but more than that, she wanted his company.
Of course, there are consequences to fucking as hard as they fucked. Not only do they leave a bit of a crater behind, with trees blown back in a circle from where they'd fucked so hard that it sent shockwaves pulsing out, but also… they kind of destroyed their clothes.
In the end, they wind up having to sneak into the closest village dozens of miles away and steal some things to wear. For Mystique this is old hat… she takes garments that aren't hers all the time in order to disguise herself. However, Myk-Zod clearly feels a little guilty about it.
That's another reason she feels like she needs to stay with him. Not only is he too powerful for this world… he's too good for it as well. Sure, he'd hardened himself to kill Zola and everyone else involved in the mad man's experiments, but it was obviously a very difficult decision for him to make.
Myk-Zod was not a killer. Mystique was. She didn't necessarily want him to change too much either, but whatever did happen, she would support him through it all the same.
And so they return to the Americans, to the military camp where Myk-Zod has been tinkering and supplying the Howling Commandos all these months. They fly in wearing cozy but rough attire from that village and Mystique puts a brand new face on, one that won't be associated with Private Raven Darkholme but also isn't as… unique as her natural blue skin, yellow eyes, and vibrant red hair.
Myk-Zod carries her in for a landing, and from there they carefully enter the bunker. They aren't sneaking necessarily, but they also aren't loudly announcing their arrival either. As such, it's not too surprising to Mystique that they don't really run into anyone for a moment. After all, her enhanced hearing lets her pick up on the celebrations taking place elsewhere in the base.
The mission must have been successful. Hydra was stopped and Red Skull was defeated. Mystique is glad for that because there was certainly a fear that Myk-Zod choosing to come save her instead might result in half of the world being blown up by Hydra's bombs.
However… as they move deeper in, she picks up on something else. The sound of a woman crying. From the way Myk-Zod shifts at her side, she can tell he hears it too. In fact, Mystique is confident that the alien man hears it before she does. When he turns and begins walking in that direction, she's quick to follow.
Arriving at an almost entirely abandoned command center, they come upon a familiar face belonging to a woman that Mystique has never interacted with directly but knows quite well. What's not familiar is for that face to be streaked with tears, her makeup and mascara run through. They don't silence their approach, so as they get closer… Agent Peggy Carter looks up at them both, her eyes widening.
"You… you're back."
She quickly dabs her eyes with a white handkerchief and rises from her seat. Myk-Zod steps forward and interrupts before she can do anything else to try to clean up her appearance.
"Peggy… what happened?"
Mystique watches as the other woman breaks instantly, her face crumpling. Myk-Zod takes the final step forward and catches her as she collapses into his chest, sobbing.
"T-They did it… they stopped Red Skull… b-but they couldn't put the plane down anywhere s-safe. Not and ensure the bombs didn't go off. So… so Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes… they put it down in the ice."
Mystique inhales sharply at that. They'd sacrificed themselves then. While Myk-Zod was off saving her, Captain America and his right hand man had given their lives to save the world.
To her credit, Agent Carter is a strong woman. She collects herself and pulls away from Myk-Zod's chest quickly enough, standing up with her back ramrod straight. Her eyes flick past him to Mystique at that point, though Mystique is confident that the other woman had already registered her presence.
"… What about your mission? Did you succeed in stopping Zola?"
Agent Carter's voice is taut, her tone sharp. Myk-Zod slowly nods in response.
"Yes… he's gone now. And all of his research with him. What he was doing there… it needed to be stopped. Nobody will be building off of his work any time soon either."
Something unreadable flashes across the Agent's face at that. She seems to chew on Myk-Zod's words for a moment before finally slowly nodding.
"… I'm happy you were able to accomplish your goals, Mikkel. I assume this is a survivor?"
Her eyes fully move to Mystique at that, focusing on her entirely. Mystique… realizes at that point that she probably should have been feigning more shellshock at this point. It's not like she's puffing herself up and acting all cocky or anything like that, but she also doesn't look nearly as vulnerable, innocent, and traumatized as she probably should given the cover that they want to go with.
That doesn't stop Myk-Zod from looking to her and nodding as well.
"She is. She was their only remaining test subject. I got her out of there and brought her back here…"
The alien man trails off for a moment, his mind seemingly somewhere else. And then…
"Peggy… will you give me their coordinates?"
Agent Carter jolts, her brow furrowing.
"What?"
A grimace on his face, Myk-Zod shrugs.
"Even if they're gone… it hasn't been long since they crashed right? Let me know where they went down and I should be able to get out there far faster than anyone else could. I can retrieve their bodies at the very least… and probably make sure the bombs are dealt with at the same time."
For a long moment, Agent Carter just stares at him. Then, she slowly nods.
"Y-Yes… I suppose that's better than… than nothing."
She moves over to a nearby console and consults with it for a moment before rattling off a series of numbers to Myk-Zod. The alien man takes them in quickly before giving Mystique a look.
"You'll be alright here, I hope? I should return soon but until I do, Agent Carter will look after you."
Having already missed the boat on playing up the frightened victim, Mystique goes with another tack entirely… that of a listless, emotionless shell of a woman. Slowly, she nods, modulating her voice to sound lifeless.
"That's fine…"
Myk-Zod gives her a concerned look that she's not entirely sure is feigned, but in the end he'd already told Agent Carter that he would go. So he gives her a final nod, and then the other woman a final nod, and departs from the command center with all due haste.
Suddenly, it's just the two of them. Agent Carter's eyes stay fixed on Myk-Zod's back even long after he's out of view, but she eventually turns her gaze back to Mystique. Realizing how she must look, the Agent quickly finishes cleaning herself up before clearing her throat.
"I'm sure you've seen a lot of things in recent days. Horrible things… but also awe-inspiring things as well."
Mystique slowly nods. The other woman wasn't wrong about that, after all.
"… I'm Agent Peggy Carter, but you can call me Peggy. Do you have a name?"
She hesitates for a moment before nodding again and speaking quietly.
"… Alice."
Plastering a smile on her face, Peggy gestures to the doorway.
"It's nice to meet you, Alice. Are you hungry?"
Before Mystique can answer, her body does for her, letting out a frankly embarrassing growl. It's incredibly cliché but now that Peggy mentions it, she is rather hungry isn't she? She's just been ignoring the hunger pains… or maybe the sunlight she'd basked in had dulled them. Now though she's underground in a bunker far from the sun and while she still feels powerful, she also feels hunger seeping into every pore of her being.
Peggy's smile becomes a bit more genuine at the sound either way and she chuckles warmly.
"Come on. Let's get you a bite to eat."
Mystique marvels at the other woman's strength. It's obvious from everything so far that Peggy was carrying a torch for Steve Rogers. Now the man was dead and she'd lost her chance. But she kept her tears for private and in this case, seemed to draw strength from helping Mystique. She was a good woman… a good human, even, in a world where humans had always been… more vile than good.
She half-expects Peggy to escort her to the sounds of celebration that she can hear elsewhere in the bunker even now. And technically, they do end up close by after a fashion. But they go the long way around and wind up entering through the back of the kitchens, bypassing the cafeteria where an impromptu party is taking place.
Even the kitchen staff has all but abandoned the kitchen to take part in the celebration, but there's plenty of freshly cooked food lying around waiting to be snatched up and brought out from the look of things. Peggy gestures for her to have her pick and Mystique soon has a plate loaded up with the best she could find.
She intends to go slowly, to show a bit of timidness… but once she starts eating, she can't stop. Mystique finds herself ravenous, consuming every last thing on that first plate and then making herself a second as Peggy watches on quietly. Until…
"Zola did something to you, didn't he?"
Mystique freezes up, looking over to see the other woman with her arms crossed over her chest and a calculating look warring with pity on her face. Slowly, Mystique puts the plate down. She's not necessarily afraid of anything that Agent Carter might do to her. However, she is afraid of what she herself might have to do and how Myk-Zod will feel about it when he gets back.
"… You don't need to be afraid of me. I've already spent the past several months lying to my superiors about Mikkel. You've seen everything he can do, right? Nobody really knows about what he's capable of outside of a handful of people."
Peggy pauses… and then continues on.
"Except… Zola took his blood while he was still a Hydra Prisoner. That's why Mikkel wanted to find him so badly. And if he injected you with anything… you're probably feeling pretty strange at this point."
Mystique considers that for a long moment before shrugging. Peggy huffs, her face twisting into a crooked smile that doesn't reach her eyes.
"There's also the fact that someone got Mikkel the information about both bases. Not just where Zola was hiding, but Red Skull and his plans too. That was you, wasn't it? You aren't just a test subject at all, or at least you didn't start as one. You were captured… a target of opportunity."
Clever woman. Very clever.
"And if I was?"
"Like I said, you don't need to be afraid of me. I'll help you if I can. Just say the word."
… She believes her. Mostly. There's a part of Mystique that can't help but feel like Peggy Carter might actually secretly hate her. Maybe that's just her projecting onto the other woman, but it feels like there's an underlying simmering anger within the female Agent. After all, if Myk-Zod wasn't busy saving Mystique's life, he could have gone with Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes. And if someone of his power had gone with those men to stop Red Skull… they wouldn't be dead right now.
But Mystique certainly wasn't going to point that out on the off-chance that she was right and Peggy did secretly harbor a grudge towards Myk-Zod and by extension her over that sort of thing. Instead…
"I'm not afraid of you… and I appreciate the offer. But I think… no matter what happens next, my place is at his side."
She doesn't have to clarify who 'he' is in this situation. Peggy simply nods, not looking happy about the answer but seemingly accepting it.
"I understand."
Whether she does or not or whatever she might have said next… it winds up not mattering in the end. Because there's a sudden shout of surprise from the cafeteria they're next to, the sounds of celebration and carousing coming to a screeching halt as silence follows the shout.
In an instant, Agent Carter is marching over to the kitchen doors and pushing through them to see what's happened. Mystique follows after her at a slightly more sedate pace, snagging one last bite to eat as she goes.
What they find… is a room filled with absolute silence as everyone stares in the opposite direction of them, towards the large opening that marks the cafeteria's entrance. Standing there, covered in bits of ice and still shivering a bit but nevertheless moving and breathing under their own power… are Captain Steve Rogers and Sergeant James Barnes.
Behind them, somehow managing to appear small and unassuming despite being just as giant as Steve and Bucky, is Myk-Zod. With an inscrutable smile on his face, he gives the two men a slight push, causing them both to stumble forward before catching themselves and straightening up.
That's all the crowded cafeteria needs. A dull roar of noise fills the air as men and women alike begin to shout and scream their happiness over the survival and arrival of their heroes.
Myk-Zod moves around the edge of the room towards them as Steve and Bucky are swarmed in an instant. He arrives after a moment and shrugs at Peggy's poleaxed expression.
"They were still alive, somehow. They survived the crash and were buried in the ice, but it just slowed down their hearts to a crawl, it didn't kill them. I was able to deal with the bombs and get them out of there and back here."
Peggy's mouth opens and closes a few times… but before she can find the words to reply to Myk-Zod, Captain Rogers pushes through the crowd and arrives before her, a goofy grin on his face like even he can't believe his luck.
"Agent Carter. May I have this dance?"
He holds out a hand to her and Peggy just stares at it for a moment before lunging forward and doing one better. She grabs Steve by his lapels and yanks him into a deep kiss followed by her wrapping her arms around his neck and hoisting herself along the length of his body so she can thoroughly makeout with him.
The room is filled with cheers and catcalls at this and even Mystique has to admit that the mood is infectious enough to bring a soft smile to her face as she presses herself close to Myk-Zod's side.
Yes… Myk-Zod really was too good for this world. But she had to admit… she quite liked that about him.
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"Director Carter, your three o'clock is here."
"Thank you Meredith, see him in."
A moment passes and the door to her office opens as Peggy Carter lifts her head to meet the big blue eyes of Earth's resident alien visitor. She can't help but smile at the sight of him, even as Myk-Zod steps inside and gives her secretary a nod.
Meredith closes the door for him, allowing Myk-Zod to cross the office with long powerful strides. The alien man is built like a truck, same as Steve but a hundred times stronger, so it's all but impossible for him to move timidly anywhere.
And yet… there's a shadow on his face as he sits down across from her that gives Peggy pause. She starts to suspect this meeting isn't going to be entirely good news.
"Good to see you, Peggy. Good to see that you're doing well. Director of SHIELD after Phillips retired… congratulations are in order, aren't they?"
It's been five years since the war ended. Five years in which Peggy has to admit that she's seen a lot less of Myk-Zod then she would have preferred. They'd helped him get set up over in America after the war, getting him a proper identity as well as enough money to do what he liked.
But of course, they'd also offered him a position at SHIELD when it was just being formed from the remnants of the SSR after the war, a position that he'd rejected. It was honestly a little disappointing… the Founders of SHIELD numbered five when they should have numbered six in her opinion. Myk-Zod had deserved a place at their side just as much as she, Steve, Bucky, Howard, and Chester did.
It was his choice to turn it down though. He had other things he needed to do, or so he'd said. And now here they were, five years later, finally face to face again. Peggy couldn't really complain though… her life had never been better and it was in large part due to the alien on the other side of her desk.
"Thank you, yes. It was something of an uphill battle. Washington wasn't too sure about having an 'emotional woman' in charge of the organization. However, Chester put his foot down… and Howard, Steve, and Bucky all backed us up. So they didn't really have a choice."
Myk-Zod chuckles at that.
"No, I imagine they wouldn't would they? Not when their war heroes and the man who designs their shiniest weapons are all ready to raise a fuss about things."
Yes… in the aftermath of World War Two and Hydra's defeat, everything was… well, it had ended better than Peggy was expecting. Myk-Zod saving Steve and Bucky from the ice had been of great impact, not just to her on a personal level, but also to the world at large. Captain America was more than just a hero… he was a symbol. He represented a better way. And the best part was, the man behind the mask truly was exactly what he seemed to be in every possible way.
She and Steve had married a few years ago now, though she hadn't taken his name… nor had he asked her to. They had two children at this point, a boy and a girl. The girl was named after Steve's mother while the boy…
"While I have you here, I have to show you pictures of the children. They're getting so big. Michael seems like he'll be taking after his father."
Peggy shows Myk-Zod her photos, the alien man smiling softly as he stares at the captured images of her son and daughter. When her son had been born, neither Peggy nor Steve could think of anything better than to name him after the man who had saved Steve and Bucky's lives… and Bucky for the second time at all.
But of course, eventually they need to get back to business. Once the pictures are all away, Peggy composes herself, folding her hands on the desk in front of her.
"It's been quite a while… you've sent some ideas to us by way of Howard before this, but you've never come to SHIELD itself for a proper meeting. What's this about, exactly?"
Indeed, Myk-Zod and Howard's scientific rivalry had continued on over the years… though by now Peggy had her suspicions about just how one sided it was. Howard still didn't know the truth about Myk-Zod or his power, so he had never realized that the alien was sort of humoring him.
Knowing what she knew though, it seemed to her more like Myk-Zod was helping Howard along from what the aggravated scientist told her. He would come to her ranting and raving about their latest correspondence but would always leave her with the impression that Myk-Zod's ideas were constantly stoking Howard to greater and greater heights.
"Yes, I have to admit that I wish I had visited earlier, if only to tell you how ridiculous the full title of your organization was. Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division? Really?"
Peggy blushes a little at that, shrugging her shoulders with a wry smirk.
"Well. We knew we wanted to call the organization SHIELD, but you know how America is. They love their alphabet agencies. So we had to… work backwards, so to speak."
Myk-Zod doesn't seem impressed, letting out a disgruntled noise in the back of his throat. But Peggy sees through it and leans forward, her eyes narrowing.
"You're deflecting, trying to distract me by changing the subject. Why are you here, Myk-Zod?"
Tilting his head to the side, Myk-Zod pauses for a moment… which only makes Peggy tense up further. What could possibly have him hesitating this much? What could possibly give someone of his power level such pause?
"… I'll be departing your world today."
The words, when they finally come, are as relieving as they are distressing, funnily enough. In an instant, all of Peggy's tension evaporates. On the one hand, losing a genius mind and physical powerhouse like Myk-Zod was certainly rough… they hadn't needed his immense strength or speed or power in the past few years but that wasn't to say they wouldn't ever need it. On the other hand though…
"Honestly, I expected you to leave long ago. I know it was only Zola and the stolen blood keeping you with us back during the war."
Though, Peggy suspected she knew why he'd stuck around. That woman he'd brought back with him from Zola's laboratory… perhaps he felt responsible for her in some way. Admittedly, she still didn't know much about her. She'd tried to look into the woman's identity once but hadn't managed to turn anything up.
"Yes, well… I decided to stick around a little while longer for a few reasons. One of which… was this."
Peggy blinks as Myk-Zod reaches into his pocket… and pulls out a vial of glowing blue fluid. He sets it down on the desk between them as Peggy just stares at it. He doesn't say anything… but then, he really doesn't need to, does he? After all, Peggy knows full well what she's looking at. She's one of the few people in the entire world who has seen it before with her own eyes.
"This is…"
"Dr. Erskine's Super Soldier Serum? Yes, it is."
Reaching out slowly as thought it'll disappear on her if she moves too fast, Peggy wraps trembling fingers around the vial. She then takes a moment to force herself to calm down before lifting the vial up off of the desk so she can look at it more closely.
"How… how did you get this?"
Myk-Zod chuckles at that.
"Come now Peggy. You insult my intelligence. You and I both know I made it."
… He's right, deep down she had known that. It was just hard to wrap her head around. Myk-Zod was a genius without peer… but then to be fair, his brilliance was quite literally out of this world. Still, the alien scientist had never shown any desire to recreate Erskine's lost serum back during the war. He'd focused more on technological support for Steve and the rest of the Howling Commandos, the same as Howard.
Ever since the war's end though… one of SHIELD's primary missions had been to try and recreate the Super Soldier Serum. It was a project that Howard Stark had been helming even as his company Stark Industries had been gaining traction and getting bigger and bigger with each passing day.
With the help of Steve, they'd been making steady progress… but Howard had still estimated it would be a few decades more before they could actually manage anything. And yet, here she was sitting with a vial of the serum in her hands.
"It's more concentrated, of course. And you don't need the Vita Rays like Steve did to use it. Anyone could drink that vial and come out the other side with the same enhancements as Captain America."
That… that sends a shiver down Peggy's back. That wasn't just recreating Erskine's serum then. That was iterating and improving on it. Massively. Literally anyone who got their hands on this vial could become a dangerous threat with a single swig.
"I didn't want to leave you all with nothing before I departed. I might be gone… but I know you and Steve and Bucky won't stop doing the good, honest work you're doing here."
Taking in a deep breath and then letting it out, Peggy rises from her chair and circles around the desk. Myk-Zod does the same just in time for her to throw her arms around him and give him a fierce hug. He returns it, respectfully of course, hugging her right back with a sort of cautious strength that reminds her of the power he has lurking beneath the surface.
When they finally pull apart, Peggy can't help the slightly watery smile she gives him.
"Thank you, Myk-Zod. For everything you've done for us."
Then, quickly wiping her tears away before they can fall, she clears her throat.
"Surely you could stay a day longer though? Steve and I would love to host you for dinner, have you meet the children. It would be wonderful to have you."
But Myk-Zod shakes his head with a soft smile.
"I'd say I've overstayed my welcome on your world long enough, Peggy. But I appreciate the offer all the same. Give Steve my best… and Bucky when you see him as well."
Peggy arches a brow at that, a wry smile reaching her lips.
"Nothing for Howard?"
Here, Myk-Zod grins wickedly.
"Oh, I've already been to see Howard. I visited his lab before my meeting with you. Had to make sure to light one more fire under his ass before I departed, I figured."
That… Peggy can only hope Myk-Zod didn't go too far with it. Howard could get in quite the state whenever he felt like he was once again being upstaged by the alien man…
But alas, she couldn't very well complain, could she? Not when she's still holding the dose of Super Soldier Serum in her hand. Hopefully Howard would be able to produce more with a direct sample. Myk-Zod certainly seemed to think so, or he wouldn't have only given her the one dose.
"Best of luck, Peggy."
And with that, Myk-Zod turns and leaves. Peggy watches him go for a long moment before returning to her desk and setting the vial of Super Soldier Serum down on it. She stares at it for a long time before calling out to Meredith to get Howard on the line. Time to see how badly the scientist was frothing at the mouth… and then give him the 'good' news, hah.
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As Myk-Zod steps outside into fresh air, a nondescript blonde steps up beside him, having been waiting for him out front of the building. They hook arms together and begin walking down the street without hesitation.
"All done?"
Myk-Zod chuckles at Mystique's forcibly casual tone.
"Yep, all done. You still don't approve, do you?"
The mutant shapeshifter huffs.
"… I trust in the likes of Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes, and Director Carter. However, they're not going to be around forever. Someone might eventually come around and misuse your gift."
It was a fair argument… but the two of them had already talked this topic to death. There was a reason that Myk-Zod hadn't made something closer to Zola's Elixir though. Erskine's Super Soldier Serum was powerful, don't get him wrong… but having a bunch of people on Steve Roger's level running around wouldn't necessarily end the world. Having a bunch of humans on his and Mystique's level flying around… that would.
In the end, he'd left it in capable hands. And ultimately… it wasn't going to be their problem anymore.
"Shall we?"
As they turn a corner and step into a dark alley, Mystique hums and nods, looking down at his armband with no small amount of anticipation as she happily sheds her outer layers, stripping down to a similar suit as to what he's wearing. Bringing her with him is simple enough… but they won't be bringing much else.
That's okay though, because quite frankly… this world doesn't have the technology Myk-Zod needs to achieve anything remotely of note. Even the modifications he'd made to Erskine's Super Soldier Serum had taken an unacceptable amount of time because of how low tech the Earth was.
Though… it had allowed him and Mystique to give a certain U.S. Private some more good times to remember them by before they left. And Lorraine had actually been happy enough to see 'Raven' safe and sound that she hadn't even been too mad at them for all the lies.
Alas, Lorraine had eventually found someone else to settle down with and with the completion and delivery of the serum, Myk-Zod and Mystique no longer had any reason to stay on this world.
Wrapping an arm tightly around his passenger, Myk-Zod brings his other hand up to the armband on said arm… and a moment later he and Mystique vanish from view.
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This time around, Myk-Zod does not find himself in a hallway, but rather high above a brand new planet's surface in the air. He instinctively tightens his grip on Mystique even though she can fly by now as well and looks around.
What he sees in every direction does not seem promising. There's a city below… or once was. The city is in ruins, utterly destroyed and from the sheer amount of debris and dust in the air, it's a recent destruction as well. Through all of the smoke, he can make out a destroyed sign that reads 'New Gettysburg' in English of all things. Had he somehow traveled to another Earth with more humans?
Except… he doesn't see humans anywhere. Instead, in every direction, filling the skies, he sees monstrous bat like creatures with slavering jaws and eyes filled with hate and violence.
… And some of them are starting to notice him and Mystique floating haplessly in their midst.
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