"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes"
~ She Walks In Beauty
This story combines some elements from both the comics and the movie. It is set after X2 leading into the events of The Last Stand. I do not own the characters or scenarios created by Marvel, etc. Adelaide is my own creation.
Wolverine shifted impatiently as he listened to Charles Xavier give his weekly briefing. It had been almost three years since Alkali Lake and Logan still wondered what kept him at the Institute now that Jean Grey was gone. He wasn't a teacher and to be honest he wasn't exactly a team player either but whatever the reason there he stood in the same place he did every week listening to Xavier for what felt like an eternity.
"Storm, I want you and Logan to take the Blackbird to Munich." Charles said inclining his heads the striking African woman to his right. "Nightcrawler contacted me some weeks ago concerning a mutant he has recently become acquainted with…"
"And you want us to go convince the poor guy to come fight for our side" Logan stated finally giving the older man in the center of the room his full attention.
Xavier chuckled seemingly amused at his forgone conclusion. "I merely want you to speak with her Logan. There's no need to drag anyone here kicking and screaming."
"Her?" Logan asked raising an eyebrow. "So the elf's been busy huh?" A sharp look from Storm quieted any further comments he might have made on that particular subject. "So what's makes this gal special enough for us to cross an ocean just to talk to her?"
Pausing for a moment the Professor searched for a suitable answer. "To be perfectly honest, I don't yet know what her mutation entails but Mr. Wagner assures me that she is quite extraordinary."
"If Kurt speaks highly of her I'm sure it will be well worth the trip" Storm declared. "If we're lucky maybe you won't scare her too badly," she said permitting a quick smile to grace her lips at the sour expression Logan wore.
"Guess we'll find out soon" he replied without returning the smile.
Munich, Germany
Kurt slipped in through the back door of the dance studio taking great care not to make any unnecessary noise. If he had timed his visit correctly Addie should be just finishing up her evening class. Strains of music greeted his ears as he made his way down the short corridor that led to the main rehearsal room. "You belong to me, My snow-white queen…Soon I know you'll see, You're just like me..." For as long as he could remember he had been a performer yet how a dancer could emote so totally through movement escaped him. Upon entering he took up his usual post at the back of the room well out of the way. "Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined a woman like her loving someone like me" he thought transfixed by the young woman demonstrating a grand battement. She was tall, matching him in height but she was lithe of limb with no heavy muscle to speak of. Her skin was the color of lightly toasted bread and seemed to glow under the studio lights. The woman's most striking feature was easily her eyes. Wide, and the color of soil after a heavy summer rain they sat above a straight, lightly freckled nose and plump, cherry lips. Her hair that shone like black onyx was piled on the top of her head in bun with several wisps falling to frame her lovely face.
Flashing a quick smile his way she clapped her hands to signal the end of the evening's lesson. "Alright girls that will be all for tonight" she announced. Giving a sudden mock cheer her students began to chatter happily as they made their way past Kurt and out of the room. Several nodded to him in acknowledgement but most were oblivious to his presence entirely.
"I will never tire of watching you Spatzi" he called to Addie as she made her way over to him.
She laughed softly at this. "I find that hard to believe. You see me dance nearly every day. It must become at least a bit tiring."
Wrapping his arms around her waist he placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. "Never." He assured her as she looked up to meet his gaze. "Now," taking her arm he steered her towards the studio's exit "let's go home. I'm starving."
