204. Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane.
She hadn't seen Irene die. Hadn't been warned that her lover's life was about to be snuffed from her that day. Which she should have been. Irene's power would have made it possible, would have allowed her to see that her death was coming. That she would not survive the mission.
But Irene had stayed silent. As she always did when she knew Raven would not like what the future held. Just as she'd done when they'd lost touch for those ten years, neither knowing where the other was. Or when she'd forgot to tell her that Rogue was running away as they made love in the room two doors down.
Death should have been discussed. The world's fate be damned, Irene should have warned her. Raven was so certain she could have prevented it but she'd never been given the chance.
So she sought revenge. First on the boy who'd done the deed, destroying the woman she loved. The not-so helpless young man who everyone tried to protect and when she couldn't injure him as she wished then on the boy's father. It was his seed that spawned the atrocity. It was him that took her daughter from her, causing her to turn against the path her mothers had so carefully laid down for her. His little team that foiled her plans far more times than she wished to contemplate.
Oh yes, it was his fault. All of it.
Charles Xavier.
The man she would one day kill.
But Irene had stayed silent. As she always did when she knew Raven would not like what the future held. Just as she'd done when they'd lost touch for those ten years, neither knowing where the other was. Or when she'd forgot to tell her that Rogue was running away as they made love in the room two doors down.
Death should have been discussed. The world's fate be damned, Irene should have warned her. Raven was so certain she could have prevented it but she'd never been given the chance.
So she sought revenge. First on the boy who'd done the deed, destroying the woman she loved. The not-so helpless young man who everyone tried to protect and when she couldn't injure him as she wished then on the boy's father. It was his seed that spawned the atrocity. It was him that took her daughter from her, causing her to turn against the path her mothers had so carefully laid down for her. His little team that foiled her plans far more times than she wished to contemplate.
Oh yes, it was his fault. All of it.
Charles Xavier.
The man she would one day kill.