Time -Marvel x Y/n- Dr. Strange and other MCU characters

Rouge mutants PRT1: Xmen

A/N: I am just writing for fun at the moment this series might change. Do not expect it to continue.

Pov: you and Logan bond on the run from mutant hunters...

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There were plenty of strange mutants. Persons with unexplained abilities. Enigmas and mysteries. But you perplexed everyone. even the strangest kind. Even yourself.

But you learned, its better to have fun with you mutation than to dwell in confusion. And, even better -No- necessary to pretend you knew what you were doing with it. Because the ones who really knew you. Your insecurity. They'd taken advantage of it. So...

"I played the part of young a teenage girl. A victim. Stereotypical, dumb blonde."

(Why that stereotype ever stuck was beyond you since it was not true.)

"Except there's a catch. She isn't a victim or prey, but a monster. Murder of murderers. A Dexter of sorts. As I outgrew the part, I moved on. Body after body, until I met you..."

Logan furrowed his brow. "So you steal people's bodies?" Logan says.

"I wouldn't say stealing so much as borrowing" you say.

"Well you sure as hell better stay out of mine" he says, looking at you from the rearview mirror. Your body slumped in the backseat and tied up tightly with a rope and buckled upsidedown in the back.

Right borrowing bodies. Vessels. That wasn't even the half of it.

You chuckle, sliding and bumping up and down the leather seats as the car continues down the road.

He scoffs, before turning his eye to the road once again. He slowly runs his hands around the wheel like the handles of a motorcycle. He seemed like the type to ride one. Except this wasn't a cycle. It was a stolen car. A bit upscale for a kidnapping if you'd say so.

You found humor in his annoyance and caution, but it was too bad for him. You can't control your abilities, so you might end up in his body anyways.

"What's so funny?" He spits looking back at you once again as you continue to chuckle.

You smile at him upside down.

He narrows his eyes at you cautious about your every move. You have no idea why he decided to capture you or where he was taking you. Secretly it bothered you and what bothered you even more was that you couldnt do anything about it. You could not control your ability at the moment due to yet another dry spell. It just wouldnt work.

"Where are you taking me Mr claws?" You ask a bit of annoyance in your voice.

He raises an anoyed brow and decideds to ignore you.

"Where are you taking me?" You ask again

"I don't know" he confesses quickly.

"You don't know?" You question even more annoyed. How the hell could he not know.

"You kidnapped me and you don't know what your doing?"

"I didn't kidnap you."

"Right 'cus this totally doesn't scream kidnapping" you say as he roll his eyes.

"There are people after you, and me actually, I was sent on a mission to...to recruit you, but those bastards got in the way."

"You mean those guys who showed up to my house?"

"Yeah, then you had your little freak out-"

"Okay it wasn't a freak out"

"Right"