Reincarnated as Slaanesh in Marvel

POV Kitty

This is bad, very bad. Angel and I are fighting against Toad and Quicksilver, and we are at a disadvantage.

"So this is your master plan? Hitting intangibles while your pigeon friend flies around? I don't know what you're after, but if your goal is to bore me to death, you're doing a great job," Magneto's son mocked, while I resisted the urge to deactivate my power and punch his smug face.

But I know that's what he wants. Besides, the bastard has super speed, so it's not like I can hit him, but he can't hit me either, so we're at a stalemate.

"You know, I wouldn't say I know you like the back of my hand, but I do know that your power drains your stamina. So I'm just waiting for you to get tired and for this to end," he said with a mocking smile. I really wanted to punch him.

"Stop flying, you damn chicken!" That was a very irritated Toad yelling at Warren.

"Why don't you come up here and make me come down, little frog?"

The sound of something hitting the ground was heard, followed by Warren's shout.

"You missed again, idiot!"

Only for Toad to start shouting insults that would make a truck driver proud.

"Well… it seems those two are having fun… Where were we? Oh, right! Why don't you just give up and save us this waste of time?"

"Listen, you piece of—"

*Boom*

An explosion shook the ground, making both Quicksilver and me stumble. The explosion was purple—I won't say it turned night into day, but you'd have to be blind not to see it. And even a blind person would have heard it.

"What… what was that?" I asked myself as I struggled to regain my senses.

While the shockwave didn't affect me because of my powers, the light and sound did. (Since Kitty can see and hear while using her powers, I'll assume bright lights and loud noises still affect her.)

I looked around, first noticing Quicksilver and then Toad lying on the ground with clear injuries, both still unconscious.

But when I saw Warren, I felt as if my heart stopped.

"Warren!"

I screamed and ran toward him. He was lying on the ground, one arm bent in the wrong direction, and his head was bleeding profusely. You didn't have to be a genius to see that the explosion had taken him down.

"Shit, shit, shit! Warren, don't die on me!" I yelled while tearing my uniform sleeve and pressing it against his head to stop the bleeding.

"Ahhhh K-Kitty? Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me!"

"My… my head hurts."

"Stay calm. Everything will be fine, just hold on."

"I'm sleepy."

"Stay with me, Warren!"

"I just… want to close my eyes for a bit."

"Warren? Warren!"

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POV Narrator

Little by little, Logan was regaining consciousness, and with great difficulty, he got back on his feet.

"Kids…" The first thing he did upon standing was search for his students.

"Kids!" He couldn't help but worry when he saw the state of his two students—Scott, gravely injured on the ground, and an unconscious Jean too close to the one responsible for all this.

Logan staggered toward the kids. First, he made sure Rogue was unconscious, and when he saw that she wasn't moving, he quickly checked on Scott, who seemed to be the most seriously injured at first glance.

He tore a piece of the boy's clothing to make a makeshift bandage. Seeing that there wasn't much else he could do for him at the moment, he checked Jean, noticing only minor injuries.

But when he stopped in front of Rogue, he unconsciously unsheathed his claws while standing over the unconscious girl.

For several seconds, he just stared at her—the one responsible for leaving his students in this state—internally debating what to do with her.

But when he saw her sleeping face twisted in pain, he retracted his claws, turned around, and lifted Jean onto his shoulder. Just as he was thinking of the best way to carry the injured Scott, a voice sounded behind him.

"Where do you think you're going, Logan?"

Logan didn't need to turn around to recognize the person speaking. In one fluid motion, he set Jean down, unsheathed his claws, and turned to face his opponent in a fighting stance.

"Mystique."

"It's been a long time, Logan. Tell me, did you miss me?"

Logan just growled in response.

"I'll take that as a no. Oh well, it would be a lie to say it's a pleasure seeing you again, but I suppose I'd look bad if I just let you leave, wouldn't I, kids?"

Behind her, two very beaten but still conscious figures emerged—Wanda and Avalanche.

Logan tensed up even more upon noticing that he was at a disadvantage. But knowing his students were behind him, he refused to back down.

During those tense moments, a very distinct sound filled the air, followed by a worried voice.

"Logan, are you okay?!" It was none other than the new mutant, Kurt.

"Kurt! Take the kids and get out of here!" Logan ordered.

"Kurt?" Mystique muttered as she looked at the new mutant.

Her eyes widened in surprise. She took a step back, and Logan could swear that her blue skin turned a shade lighter.

The two blue-skinned mutants stared at each other, one feeling an unfamiliar emotion stirring inside him, and the other with a mind completely blank.

Normally, Logan would have taken advantage of an opportunity like this to attack, but upon seeing their reactions, he couldn't help but wonder,

'Are they…?'

The moment was broken when Mystique finally spoke.

"We're leaving," she said, turning around.

"But this is our chance! We outnumber them, and they're on the defensive!" Avalanche protested.

"I said we're leaving," she repeated in a colder tone, her deadly gaze making Avalanche flinch and lower his head.

Wanda looked from Kurt to Mystique, and in that moment, her eyes widened in realization. She was about to say something, but at the last moment, she held it in and instead carefully picked up Rogue, making sure not to touch her skin directly.

Logan debated whether he should go after them, but remembering the condition of his students, he put it on the back burner.

He turned to the blue-skinned mutant and said,

"The jet is in that direction," he pointed toward a part of the forest. "There's medical equipment onboard."

After saying this, he started running.

"Wait, where are you going?!"

"To find my student."