As you strolled back to your cherished abode on the serene island of Krakoa, a subtle unease crept over you, prompting a cautious glance around. Despite finding everything seemingly in its place, you couldn't shake the feeling of disquiet. Determined to dismiss it, you continued your journey home, guided by the gentle glow of the moon illuminating your path. Suddenly, a voice pierced your thoughts: "Ah, rushing off somewhere already?"

Frozen in your tracks, you pivoted, scanning the darkness. Emerging from the shadows with a malevolent grin, Miss Sinister greeted you provocatively, her presence a taunt to your suppressed fury. Under normal circumstances, her past transgressions would have goaded you into action, but bound by Krakoa's laws, you remained restrained. Sensing your simmering anger, Miss Sinister chuckled softly.

"Now, now, Darling! Be a good pet and stand down," she chided, her gaze condescending. "Your professor insists we all play nice. Besides... we both know you don't stand a chance against me." Her smirk dripped with provocation, daring you to defy her.

As tension crackled between you, poised for confrontation, Miss Sinister raised her hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright... playtime's over. I was just having a bit of fun," she conceded, her tone dripping with amusement. "Since I've been invited so warmly to stay here, I thought I'd pay a visit to my FAVORITE little hero... Did you miss me? It's a shame our unfinished business will have to remain... unfinished," she lamented, her eyes locking with yours in a sinister gaze. "For now, at least..."

Her mischievous giggle echoed through the night air, punctuated by a chilling declaration: "You can keep your neck for now, little Hero... but we both know Krakoa won't last... don't we?" With an ominous laugh, she left you, her smirk etched with unwavering confidence, leaving behind a lingering sense of foreboding.