We teleported in an alleyway, as we climbed down old stairs.

"Why can't I come with you?", Nightcrawler asked Raven.

"I told you, I work alone. In fact, Ella wasn't even supposed to come, she snuck in behind me to go on this mission only for you," Raven replied.

We went up to a desk where a bald, thin man was standing, "Wait there," she said to us both and we stood there.

"Always nice to see your face, even if it's not yours," the man said

"Papers and passages for one", Raven said throwing down a rolled up piece of paper to the man, he picked it up.

"And where, may I ask is the gentleman going?" he asked her.

"Don't know, don't care. I saved his life, he can do what he wants with it", she replied.

"Mystique the Mercenary," he said

"Don't call me that."

"Do you know how much you change faces? Caliban knows who you are. Caliban knows what happens with you." He replied back.

Nightcrawler took a picture making me giggle with the funny faces he made.

"Why don't you ask your psychics what will happen to me if you keep pushing me?" she replied sarcastically.

"What'll happen?" Asks someone from the corner. A woman.

"Psylocke gets a bit jealous," said Caliban. "But Caliban likes you a lot," He says talking in third person.

"Caliban likes money," Raven replied back

"Caliban like you so much, he wants to give you free information," Caliban replied ignoring her, "An old friend of yours, Erik Lensherr", he said, "He left quite a few dead bodies in his wake, including his wife and daughter. Should be on the news soon, but Caliban gives you a head start," Ravens​ eyes widened and walked towards me and Nightcrawler.

"How fast are you?", she asked him

"What?" he replied with a cocked eyebrow.

"How far can you cover?"

"As far as I can see, or if I've been there before," he replied.

"OK, come on Ella. You too Crawler." Raven said and went back up

"It's Nightcrawler actually, and my real name is...." she slammed the door, almost getting his face, "Kurt Wagner..."

I grinned.