Return of the Incredible Nightcrawer
Chapter 1: The Arrival
Ororo Munroe turned over in her bed and sighed. The past month had been hectic, to say the least. Two of the school's top teachers had died about two weeks earlier, as well as the school's principal and founder, Professor Charles Xavier. The professor. Ororo didn't know what hurt worse: that Professor Xavier was gone or that it was up to her to get everything back to normal. Or, as normal as it could be with two dead teachers and a disintegrated principal. Ororo got out of bed to go down to the kitchen to get something to help her sleep.
As she passed the front door to the mansion Ororo heard knocking from the other side of the door. She answered it. On the other side of the heavy, wooden door stood a man with blue skin, a tail, and the most stunning yellow eyes that Ororo had ever seen.
"Kurt?!?" She exclaimed as loud as she dared "Where have you been?!?"
"Boston." Kurt said tiredly. Before he could say anything else Ororo swept him up in a ferocious hug.
"Welcome back, Kurt." She whispered. Letting go of him she said, "Come with me and I'll get you a room."
"Ororo-" he began, "I'm sorry zhat I left you. I could haff saved Miss Grey, but I-" Ororo's smile faded.
"Oh, Kurt... nobody blames you for anything! Let's find you a room." While the pair had been talking, Kurt's tail had wrapped itself around Ororo's waist and was drawing lazy circles across her back. He blushed and removed the offending limb.
"Sorry. My tail seems to haf a mind off it's own sometimes...."
"It's okay; come on." Ororo led Kurt to the forth floor of the mansion, where the teachers' rooms were.
"You can have the room across from mine." she said. "The bathroom is just down the hall to your left. Any questions?"
"Nein." said Kurt. "Danke. Fraulein Munroe."
"Call me Ororo." The weatherwitch proceeded to kiss the astonished mutant on the cheek. "Good night, Kurt." she said softly. Back in her room Ororo got back in bed and fell into a deep, contented sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Across the hall Kurt Wagner, AKA the Incredible Nightcrawler, set down his tiny bag of possessions on the dresser and pondered Ororo's kiss as he got ready for bed. Was it possible...? No. How could such an angelic creature such as herself love man so ugly?