An X-Men Fanfic Panic dulled his reflexes. The kids . . . where were the kids? If Mystique was here in the kitchen, she couldn’t have done anything to hurt them, right? Not yet. She glanced up and their eyes locked. So much for the element of surprise. She grinned, the white of her teeth flashing against the deep blue of her skin. “Hello, Logan.” He pounced, knocking her back into the counter and holding his claws against her throat.