Prove them wrong

Chapter 8

EDITED

~In the evening at Trask Industries~

Trask walks through to get to his office. Sectary: "I thought you'd be getting ready for your trip, sir?" Dr. Trask: "I just came to grab a couple of files. Is that a new scarf? It's nice." Sectary: "Thank you." As Trask walks up the stairs we see him transform into Raven, she starts looking through his desk drawers but finds nothing, she notices a large painting of Trask behind his desk and finds a hidden safe under it, she manages to gain access and enters to find his personal files, including blueprints for the Sentinels, as well as autopsy reports on the mutants he's experimented on including her former friends Azazel and Angel Salvadore, as tears roll down her face Trask's secretary suddenly comes into Trask's office. Sectary: "Dr. Trask?" Mystique: [speaking in Trask's voice] "One second." Sectary: *she hands him a piece of paper* "Oh. We added some names to the Paris meeting." Dr. Trask: "Thank you." Sectary: "Is something wrong, sir?" Dr. Trask: "No. It's nothing. Would you mind trying up my itinerary? I don't wanna miss anything." His secretary nods her head, turns, and walks off.

~Meanwhile with Y/n~

Y/n, Logan, Charles, and Hank drive up to Peter Maximoff's home, a mutant with superhuman speed. Y/n: "Here, here, here." Charles: "Where?" Logan: "Just stop here." Charles: "All right, all right." Y/n leaves a paper with a smiley face. Logan: "You're around his age, right nickname?" Y/n: "Mhm. A year or two younger than him." Logan: "Hmm." Y/n: "Next time I'm driving." Charles: "Don't get used to it." Y/n: "I use your favorite car all of the time." Ms. Maximoff: "What's he done now? I just write you a check for whatever he took." Logan: "We just need to talk to him." Ms. Maximoff: "Peter! The cops are here. Again." Peter: "What do you guys want? I didn't do anything." Suddenly he sits down on the couch. Peter: "I've been here all day." Y/n: "For some reason, I don't believe you." Peter: "Why is that?" Y/n: "How else would you know about the smiley face on a sticky note?" Peter: "Telepathy?" Logan: "Just relax, Peter. We're not Cops." Peter: "Of course you're not. If you were, you wouldn't be driving a rental car." Charles: "How did you know we've got a rental car?" Peter: "I checked your registration when you were walking to the door. I also had some time to kill so I went through your rental agreement. Saw you were from out of town. Are you FBI? No, you're not cops. Hey, what's with his gifted youngster's place?" Y/n sits next to him. Peter: "Long time no see." Y/n leans backward, a smirk forming on her lips. Y/n: "Persuasion." Peter, side hugs her. Peter: "We're going to start a circus."  Charles: "That's an old card."