(( In the guise of Cable ))
Mystique was found laying in a pool of blood. Waking up to the stench of copper draining into the corner of her mouth. The taste almost made her gag as she sat upright. Reaching up with her gloved hand she could feel her hair was wet. Lowering her hand to eye level seeing that it was a lot more blood than she was willing to admit too. The sound of gunfire could be heard somewhere in the distance. Knowing fully well she couldn't keep up too much longer. She'd need to shift in order to get out of this situation she got into. Her vision was starting to blur, as everything in the room became hazy.
Hearing something approach closer, Mystique instantly reacted, reaching for her gun. Realizing she didn't have one. Knowing fully well, she was in no condition to fight, knowing this it would place herself at risk. Her eyes flashed in warning towards the would be intruder, that was coming in closer.
Purposely forced herself upright into a squatting position as she glared directly at the intruder. Under the ruby lips coated in a fine layer of blood, her entire skin shifted to that of a well known soldier. Her skin faded to a weathered, aged tan. Her hair becoming white as snow, as his left eye began to emit a recognizable glow.
As Mystique now stood in the guise of Cable. Even though she was wounded she knew that no one would dare question this walking legend that has a tendency of arriving from no where. Just in the nick of time. His left hand reaching behind his back, removing a telescoping spear. Not once taking his eyes off of the person that slowly approached where she was standing. Some of the blood from the unknown men laying along the floor, was presently found along the tip of the spear head. Smoke and light soon followed in behind the soldiers that made entry into the arena of fallen soldiers. The lights from rifles rose up from the feet of the known mercenary time traveler... Cable.
