Immortal x-men issue#3

The scene begins with Destiny, still suffering in agony from the effects of her own power. As seen in the last chapter—when she collapsed on the floor after the Quiet Council meeting—she is now in her bedroom, moaning in pain. She wears only her inner suit, having removed her mask, cape, and even her shoes to allow for better airflow and to ease her condition. Her hand clutches the bedsheet in an attempt to alleviate the pain. Her hair is messy and drenched in sweat after the intense mental strain she has endured. Her body is curled up, a natural reflex to the suffering she is experiencing.

Holding her hand tightly is Mystique, deeply concerned for her wife, while Emma Frost stands nearby, checking on Destiny’s condition. Mystique asks the White Queen to scan Destiny’s mind—but only on the surface, as she refuses to let anyone invade her wife’s mind deeply. The two women exchange a brief conversation, which ends with Mystique saying, “Only my wife can make me smiled.”

Mystique then rises to return to the Quiet Council meeting. She lifts the tip of her white dress for ease as she walks, but her left hand lingers on Destiny’s body—as if, deep down, she doesn’t want to leave her and wants to feel her warmth for just one more second.

We’re then shown a tender flashback to the day the couple first met. Destiny’s power allowed her to foresee the moment she would meet the love of her life. She walks into a bar, nervous, already knowing she would fall in love with the woman she was about to see. Mystique, cold and observant, watches the shy woman enter. But when Destiny offers her hand, Mystique accepts it with a curious, slightly amused expression.

Back in the present, Destiny is still screaming in pain, overwhelmed by the torrent of information flooding her mind. But at last, she processes everything—the vision becomes clear. She arrives at the council meeting with a grave warning about the prophecy she has received.

Later, the couple returns to their bedroom. The blue mutant stretches in relief after a long day and invites her wife to join her in bed—perhaps for a celebratory moment after Destiny’s recovery. Destiny, however, declines. She has more important work: to write down the prophecy. When Raven asks what the prophecy says, Destiny answers with a question: “Do you trust me?”

Raven approaches from behind and hugs her, smiling warmly at the familiar, teasing tone. She asks if Destiny wants her to say it out loud. When Destiny says yes, the shapeshifter reaches for her wife’s mask, a tender gesture—perhaps a sign she wants to see the face she loves as she speaks the words: “What we have is immortal.”

Destiny removes her mask herself so her wife doesn’t have to. Raven responds with a soft touch to her face, and this time, there’s nothing between them. She smiles, already anticipating what’s to come. Destiny meets her gaze with a warm smile of her own and says that her writing can wait. She leans in, kissing her wife with passionate urgency.

Destiny’s hands cradle Raven’s face, her fingers tangled in her red hair. Mystique’s gloved hand presses against the back of Destiny’s head, her other arm wrapped around her back to support her, bearing the full force of the kiss. Their eyes are closed, savoring the moment. Their bodies press tightly together, breasts touching, each woman doing all she can to pull the other closer. Destiny’s hips lift slightly , overwhelmed by the moment, as they embrace while the sun sets behind them—framing the scene in a perfect, golden glow.

In the aftermath, we see their bed—the same one that bore witness to their union. Irene, now in her bathrobe, has clearly just been naked moments before, presumably due to Raven—whose shapeshifting abilities leave much to the imagination. Raven lounges casually on the bed, satisfied and relaxed. Destiny finally turns to write her prophecy. Yet, as she looks at her wife, there’s sadness in her eyes—for in none of the futures she sees does her wife remain. And still, she refuses to accept the truth.
Summary : Destiny got her cheeks clapped by Mystique