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The images flooded into Kurt Wagner's mind as he dreamed. " Mommy! Daddy!" came the scream. He couldn't find her! The explosion, who had caused it? His daughter had dissapeared! Where was she? "Nea!" he yelled, "Nea where are you?" This time the reply was faint and full of pain. It also seemed ... older. "Daddy help me!" Then everything began to fade.
Kurt's eyes snapped open the cries still echoing in his mind, "Nea," he murmured quietly. Had it been 13 years? Where was she? Dead, he supposed. He shuddered to remember that awful day. After he lay there awhile he realized that sleep was impossible. He looked across the bed, Storm was not there. He wondered where she was. He got up and went to the library. Maybe he could find peace there. He sighed as he entered.
"Kurt?" He looked up, it was Ororo.
"I vas vondering vhere you vere," said Kurt.
"I couldn't sleep." said Ororo, "I had a dream about..."
"Nea?" asked Kurt.
"How did you know?"
"Because zat is vat I dreamed about."
"Oh Kurt what do we do?"
"I don't know, Liebling"
The next morning Shara came into the Library for some early studying, which she hated, but her procrastination forced her to do. She quickly spotted Mr. and Mrs. Wagner asleep on one of the Libraries couches. To amuse herself and to keep them from further embarrassment, though mostly for her amusement, she went over to Mr. Wagner and poked him in the arm.
He snapped awake, "Was! Shara what are you- oh," he stopped, remembering where he was.
"You might wanna get up, Mr. Wagner, I'm not the only procrastinator who has to come down to the library this morning and work on history project you gave us.." She left them to contemplate the night's events and head up to there room to prepare for the day.
While Shara stared boredly at the history book. Chane, one of Mr. Wagner's kids, came in the door. Chane was an image of his father with short blue fur, a spaded tail, only three toes on each foot and only three fingers on each hand. The only visible difference was that Chane's eyes were blue instead of his father's yellow. He went over to the history section and found, by glancing over at Shara, that she had the last copy of the book he was looking for. He walked over to her, "Hey Shara-?"
Shara jumped, not having noticed him enter.
"Oh hi Chane! Did you wait until the last minute to do your dad's history assignment too?" Chane nodded, "Here," she slid the book over to him. Then Shara pretended to fall asleep on the table, and moaned, "Sooooooooooooooo booooooooooooooring!" Chane laughed not being a big history fan either. "By the way..." Shara suddenly popped up. "I found your parents sleeping in here this morning!"
"What!" asked Chane, looking up from the history book.
"They were sleeping here in the Library! Do you know why?"
"No..."
The door opened and another person entered the library. He was tall, though his most distinguishing feature was his white hair.
"Are you working on Mr. Wagner's project, too... Brandon, that's your name, right?" asked Shara.
"Yeah, umm, no. I finished the project..." he stopped. He decided,because of the annoyed glare he received from Shara, that it would not be best to continue.
"What do you do again?" asked Shara. Glad to be off the former topic, Brandon replied, "I have superhuman speed, I can phase through walls and I create a white electricity."
"Don't you have a twin?" asked Shara.
"Yeah, she does everything except for the superhuman speed, and her electricity is black."
"What are you doing in here?" asked Shara, being her nosy self.
"Mrs. Wagner is making me do an extra credit science report. She says a C+ isn't good enough." grumbled Brandon. "I think it's because I blew up one of the chemicals we were working with..."
Shara laughed. Peeking over Chane's shoulder, she scribbled down a few more notes and got up. "Well, I'm done with my notes. See ya guys later."
Brandon went to find a book. Awhile later he came back and sat across the table from Chane.
"Whats your report about?" asked Chane, having a passion for science.
"Electricity." The other boy replied glumly. Chane chuckled and went back to his work.
Meanwhile in a secret government Laboratory
"So, my little mutant, how much do you remember of your parents?" asked a tall man in a white lab coat. He had thinning black hair and piercing green eyes. When the mutant girl did not respond he laughed, "I know you have a better memory than that!"
"So what, Widlong?" she spat at him. "Why do you care?" She hated that man. He had been one the people who had taken her from her parents. He was the one who had kept her a prisoner her whole life. He was also the one who constantly plagued her with her parents' memories. She actually remembered them quite well, she had a very good memory. She recalled distinct characteristics about them though she had been separated from them at two years old. She remembered that her father had blue fur, smelled of brimstone, and had a tail. Her mother, she remembered, had long white hair, and could control the weather. None of this she told the man.
He just stared at her, stunned by her sudden ferocity. He studied her white, purple tinted hair, her purple eyes and her large white wings. Nea closed her eyes and tried to remember her parents, but nothing came. She could only barely hear the man's taunting, she had gotten better a tuning him out. Suddenly he slapped her, "I was talking to you, Nea, and that is no way to speak to me!"
Mr. Wagner's students noticed that he wasn't all there in class that day. His four kids; Chane and Kiesha, who were twins, and Kris and Thereisa (called TJ), who were also twins; thought that their father looked as if he had something troubling his mind. Before lunch Kris, Kurt's oldest son, stopped by his dad's room.
"Dad?" he called as he entered the classroom.
"Hmm?" answered his Kurt from his desk. There was a stack of papers on it but that was not what he was looking at. He was looking at a picture.
"Dad, are you alright?"
"I'm fi-" Kris stopped him with a worried look.
"Dad, you've been acting weird, even TJ thought so! And you know how little she notices about what other people are feeling."
"Do you remember... Nea?" he asked softly. "She was your younger sister, she disappeared when when you were about four."
"Vaguely, didn't she have wings?"
"Ja."
"In that case, yes." He paused and studied his Dad's face, "You've been thinking about her haven't you?"
"Both your mother and I had a dream about her last night." He sighed, "You should get to lunch. I need to grade these papers."
Kris slowly left the room glancing worriedly back at his dad. He still wasn't grading papers. He was still staring at the picture. It must be of Nea, thought Kris as he left the room.
"Mein Gott warum?" asked the teleporter as he stared at the picture.
After dinner that evening, Storm went up to the room she shared with her husband. She found Kurt sitting on the bed deep in thought.
"Kurt, I didn't see you at dinner."
"Sorry I vas thinking."
"About Nea?"
"...Yes."
"Lets go for a walk, you need the fresh air."
They went to one of the local parks. The light was dimming and as they walked they were unaware that they were being watched.
"Ororo, I can't take my mind off her," said Nightcrawler suddenly breaking the silence. "She's the second one."
"I know, Kurt. I feel the same way."
"Vhy does it all have to happen this vay?" asked Kurt as he looked up at the sky. Ororo was silent. Suddenly Ororo cried out, Kurt spun around. She was gone!
"ORORO!" he called out in panic. He heard something behind him and before he could do anything he felt a blow to the back of his head and everything went black.
When the teleporter awoke his head ached. He tried to feel his head but realized that he was strapped to metal table that was some how tilted at an angle so that he was upright. As he looked around he saw his wife. She was strapped down the same way. They both had inhibitor collars on. "Ororo." he whispered, "Ororo." She looked sideways at him. Kurt bit his lip, she had a gash in her forehead. "Are you alright?"
"I've been better, you?"
"Same as you."
"Ah, you're awake," came a voice from behind some equipment. A man stepped forward, he was tall and slender. He was wearing a white lab coat and had a clipboard in his hand. "I am Professor Widlong."
"What do you want with us?" asked Kurt.
"Oh me, actually I wanted to show you something."
"You've got a nice way of doing it."
"Well you see I knew you wouldn't come on your own and I thought I'd do a few... tests." He said the last part with an evil grin. "First things first, there is someone I would like you to meet. I believe you lost her 13 years ago, well that was partly my doing." Widlong laughed. "You don't believe me do you, well I can prove it." He pushed a button and a cage came out of the wall. There was a girl in the cage. She looked roughly 15, she had purple tinted hair, wings, and as she looked up they saw her soft purple eyes. They knew immediately it was Nea. Widlong smiled. "And just to clear up any doubts, I'm proving it through a DNA test."
Kurt and Ororo stared at their daughter, they didn't need the DNA results to know it was her. Nea felt the same, she knew it was them, but there was nothing she could do. She gazed at her parents longingly but looked down as she felt tears come to her eyes. Widlong came back with the results and showed them winningly. "Now what to do with you, do you know how long I've been waiting for this? It took me forever to convince the rest of the staff to let me have her and now I have all three of you-"
"Why?" interrupted Storm.
"Why? It's because I am a scientist and thats what I do."
"You're a sadistic monster," growled Nea, her voice full of hate.
"What was that, Nea?" asked Widlong. Kurt noticed how surprised Widlong looked from the insult. It almost looked as if she had hit him. "Why the sudden attitude, Nea? That's not a very good way to act towards someone who has more power in the situation than you." He began to move toward some of the equipment. "What? Did you think there's hope because your mommy and daddy are here? Well guess what? There is no hope, not for you." He slammed his fist down on another button and Nea screamed, the cage had been electrified.
"NO!" yelled Kurt and Ororo, straining against the straps that held them.
"You lost her once I'm sur-" Widlong was cut off by a large "BOOM!" Shara's head appeared through a hole that now existed in the wall. Widlong shut off the electricity going to Nea's cage, dragged her out and scrambled through a secret door with a knife at her throat. The X-men (including Kris, Shara, and Brandon), ran through the hole and freed Kurt and Ororo. The two X-men dashed over to the place where Nea had disappeared.
"What are you looking for, Mr. Wagner?" asked Shara.
Kurt turned and explained, though he was mainly addressing the adults, "You may remember one of my other daughters, Nea. She was about two years old when she disappeared." he stopped and let out his next breath slowly. "and that man has her!"
"What?" asked Cyclops, "I thought she died... in an explosion."
"So did we, until now." replied Kurt.
Brandon looked over at some of the odd equipment and leaned on the wall. There was a quiet "beep" and the wall opened, revealing a flight of stairs that spiraled down. "Whoa!" said Brandon as he stumbled to regained his balance.
The silence that followed was shortly broken by a scream. Kurt and Ororo literally flew down the stairs. To their horror, they saw Nea sprawled at the bottom of the stairs, they could see the blood pooling around her.
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