(Mystique POV)
I sighed as I laid down in my bed, lately I've been sharing with Hank but after today I just needed some space. Charles and Eric where fighting again and I just wasn't sure whose side to take, I wanted to believe in Charles' dream that we could someday exist side by side with normal humans in peace but at the same time I was tired of hiding and Eric wasn't wrong humans feared what was different and they destroyed what they feared. "Agh!" I roared in frustration as I threw my trunk across my room not noticing my wand until it rolled into my foot. I picked it up and in that moment I knew my choice, magicals had already tried to live side by side with humans and that ended with witch trials and hidden societies. History would no doubt repeat itself, but this time we wouldn't be able to go into hiding. We would have to fight just to exist, I would join Eric's crusade until the day came that Charles somehow proved his dream a true possibility. With that decision made I wrote Hank a short note apologizing for leaving and explaining my reasons for going with Eric, leaving out magic of course, before packing my things. I snuck my way into Hank's room and kissed his forehead before leaving the note and leaving the mansion. I would miss Hank. He was a good man, the first I could truly see a future with.
-A Month Later-
I sat in the bathroom nervously awaiting the results of the pregnancy test praying to whatever god that would listen that it would come back negative. I wanted a family, but I couldn't bring myself to bring a child into this world not with the growing tensions between the x-men, the brotherhood, and the normal humans that knew of our existence. It was like a cold war and I wouldn't want my baby to be caught up in a war.
Ring Ring Ring Ri- I turned off the alarm and with shaking hands I reached out to grab the test before looking at it...
Positive, it was positive!!! "No no no no no no," I started to spiral digging my hands into my hair not wanting to believe that this was happening before eventually calming down and wrapping my arms around my midsection, "Oh my baby, I am so so so sorry, mommy will find a way to protect you I promise. I will keep you safe little one."
-8 months later-
I had been using my abilities to keep the fact that I was pregnant a secret but I was running out of time, my little Viola is due any day now and if I wanted to keep her safe then no one can know unless they had my absolute trust. Was there anyone like that left? Then it hit me, Irene Adler, the only person other than Hank to ever truly steal my heart. She's never steered me wrong in the past, maybe she would have an idea of how to keep Viola safe. I rushed off to Irene's house hoping she would be able to help me.
I pulled up to Irene's house and was just about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened.
"Hello Raven," Irene said with a small smile on her face, "I take it this isn't a social call?"
"No, it's not. I'm sorry Irene, but I need your help. I need to know," I began but was quickly cut off.
"You need to know how to keep your daughter safe from the war you fear is coming for mutant kind," Irene answered.
"Yes, how did you know?" I asked curiously I could've sworn no one but the random doctors I went to disguised as 'Rowena White' knew I was pregnant.
"You forget Raven, I might be blind but I see far more than most," Irene frowns, "even things I wish I didn't."
"So you know of a way to keep her safe," I frantically asked, "something I can do to keep her from all of this, I know she's a mutant and trouble will find her but..."
"Ah but she's not just a mutant is she?" Irene cut me off again.
"You're saying," I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of it before I mean sure I hadn't been part of that world since I left hogwarts but still, "you're saying I should leave her in the wizarding world?"
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Harry James Potter? No I'm Viola Irene Darkholme
Teen FictionThere wasn't much Harry was certain of but there where certain facts of life he didn't question. He was the orphan son of James and Lily Potter, his only family hated him, he only mattered as the "boy-who-lived" not as Harry, and he never felt comfo...