Mystique A Force Predators
Stepping through the front door of the shared lair of the Brotherhood of mutants, Mystique stepped through the door first, sulking with the rest of her teammates following her inside. She was depressed, incredibly so. Her head hung low that her red flowing hair obscured her face and shoulders as she sluggishly made her way inside. Her white silk dress dragging behind her, reflecting her mood. Smoke coming off their bodies as they made their way to the living room, Raven collapsed heavily on a...