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In the shadow of the Cold War, tensions between global superpowers mirror a growing divide between humans and the emerging mutant population. Y/N Maximoff, a powerful mutant with abilities rooted in chaos magic and energy manipulation...
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You and the others rushed down the narrow hall, the weight of the mission pressing heavily on each of you. The distant sound of muffled voices echoed from behind the door, where Raven was being held. You could feel the urgency in the air, the tension thick like a storm waiting to break. The door swung open with a sharp creak, and the scene inside was immediately chaotic.
Raven was on her knees, a guard holding a taser to her. The electricity surged through her, causing her body to convulse, her face contorting in pain. You could hear the crackling sound of the taser as it made contact with her skin. The guard's smirk faded when he saw you and Erik enter.
"Raven!" Charles shouted, rushing toward her. His voice broke the tension for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by the sound of the taser's electrical buzz.
"Raven? Raven?" Charles repeated, his voice rising in desperation as he moved toward her.
Without thinking, you and Erik reacted simultaneously. You raised your hands, the energy pulsing through your fingertips as you reached out toward the guards. In a flash, they were sent crashing against the far wall, their tasers flying out of their hands and clattering to the floor. Erik was right beside you, his power calling to the metal in the room, twisting and contorting until the guards were pinned to the walls by shards of steel.
The room was filled with the soft hum of the broken taser as it powered down. The sound was deafening in its stillness.
A sharp, mechanical beep suddenly broke the silence, signaling that Raven's vitals were weakening. Charles rushed to her side, kneeling beside her, his hands hovering over her as if unsure how to help.
"Charles?" Raven's voice was weak, trembling as she looked up at him, her eyes searching.
"We've come for you," Charles said, his voice filled with a sense of relief and remorse, "Erik and I. Together."
A flicker of disbelief crossed Raven's face as she looked up at him, eyes filled with something between longing and disbelief. "I... I never thought I'd see you again," she whispered, a small, sad smile forming on her lips.
"I made you a promise a long time ago," Charles said, his voice cracking slightly. "That I would protect you, and I didn't... I didn't keep it. I haven't kept all of my promises..." His words were heavy, laden with guilt, as if this moment carried the weight of years of regret. His face softened, and his voice became more resolute, "But I'm going to keep you safe now. I'm going to keep you out of their hands."
Raven's eyes softened, but before she could speak, Erik's hand moved quickly, grabbing a gun from a nearby table. The sound of the cold steel scraping against the surface made everyone freeze for a moment. He aimed it directly at Raven and Charles, his face hard with resolve.
"Erik?" Raven's voice was small, almost pleading, but the steel in his gaze didn't falter.
"Erik..." Charles's voice was shaky with disbelief, a mixture of betrayal and confusion. "What are you doing?"
