Hi! This is Strawberry M&M!

This is a Christmas present for YAYProductions! YAYProductions recently posted a Christmas present for moi, so, I'm posting theirs! Merry Christmas, Yin and Yang!

This might take a while to be updated...I'm already almost done with Chapter One, but I'm super busy! School, multiple stories in the writing, Christmas, OH MY!

Disclaimer: I do not own X-men Evolution. If I did, I'd be rich, living in a mansion, and writing comics.

Warnings: Character Hurt. Slight angstiness?

This is the Prologue. More will come later.

This has not been Beta-Read.

This is dedicated to YAYProductions!

Amanda pounded on the door of the X-Mansion, praying that someone would answer the door soon. She needed to find Beast, or someone else with medical practice.

"This can't be happening!" she thought. "He'll be fine, right? Hank will find a way to make him better. He'll be fine. He has to be. He has to be..."

They had been walking in the park, discussing the upcoming Christmas and what they were going to do to celebrate it when two men had walked up to them. They called him a stupid mutie before one of them pulled a gun out of his pocket and shot him. After that, the two men had cackled and the shooter had been about to shoot him again, when he grabbed Amanda and teleported them both back to the mansion.

"Thank goodness that the park was less than two miles away," she thought. "Otherwise, we'd be in real trouble..."

So here they were; him bleeding on the ground at her feet, and her banging on the X-men's door. She silently cursed whoever had locked it that evening.

"OPEN UP!" she shouted. "OPEN UP! HELP!" She looked down at him. Blood was still flowing steadily from the bullet wound, and he was moaning and whimpering. He needed help now.

Finally, the door opened.

"Hi Amanda!" Kitty said cheerfully. "How...OH MY WORD!" Kitty shrieked as she noticed his still figure. "What happened to him?"

"Mutant haters," Amanda said quickly.

Kitty nodded. "I'll like, go get Dr. McCoy!"

"Hurry!" Amanda said. Kitty ran off, leaving Amanda alone with him once more. "We'll be okay," she told him. "I promise."

Soon, the blue, furry figure of Beast came to the door. "Now, what seems to be – Oh," he stopped short.

"Kurt's been shot," Amanda told him.

"I can see that," Beast nodded. "I'll take him to the infirmary." Beast picked up Kurt's body in his arms and hurried off. Amanda hesitated for a second, before rushing after him.

"Is he going to be okay?" she asked.

"I'm afraid I don't know yet," Beast admitted. "I need to remove the bullet and see how much blood he's lost first. Just wait until we get him to the infirmary. I should be able to give you some answers after that."

Amanda just nodded. This was a nightmare. Any moment now, she'd wake up screaming, and in the morning she'd find that Kurt was fine. Any moment. She was sure of it. Yet it felt so real.

"That's because it is real," a voice in her head told her. She shuddered. How could she have let this happen?

So...? What'd ya think? Review and tell me! Anonymous reviews are Awesome, Constructive Criticism is Cool, but Flames shall be used to roast marshmellows and make deliciously yummy s'mores.

Merry Christmas!