Black Cat: Nightcrawler Love Story

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Name: Rosen "Shaper or Black Cat" Krähe (Rosen=Rose, Krähe=Crow)

Age: 18

Powers: Shape shifts into different animals, mostly wolves or big cats because of her long, sharp nails.

One

"Uncle Charles, must I go with the Muscle to get this mutant?" I asked with a cat-like whine. My Uncle Charles looked at me sternly. My favorite feline tail whisked back and forth behind me as I flexed my claws. I know an insult is coming.

"Aw, the little Shaper's not afraid of goin' with big ol' me, is she." I let out at ferocious, feline growl, like a panther's, in Logan's direction. The Wolverine smirked and crossed his bulky, hairy arms over his bulky, and equally hairy chest.

"No, I'm afraid you'll end up tearing the younger mutant to blue ribbons." I had heard of the blue teleporter's attack on the president from Washington's Congress Hall. They had let out a message to us telling the attack and describing the young mutant. "We don't need that."

"I wouldn't, as long as he doesn't mess around and try to harm you or me." Logan snapped back.

"Children, just get into your uniforms and go. He's in an abandoned Chapel." I grinned, I'm going on a mission after two long months. Uncle Charles didn't let me out of his eyesight after I was thrown around last time because I was a daredevil. I like living on the edge, not afraid to die. Logan snorted and stalked off to his dorm while I was as lithe as one of my cat transformations to my door. I did one single back-bend and, when my feet touched the ground again, I opened the door and got changed. Scott stopped by as I exited my dorm and locked it.

"Don't get killed." He hugged me and ruffled my hair in his brotherly way. He was my unable brother. The brother I'd never have.

"I won't, although I live on the edge of things." I grinned, showing off my unnaturally large canines. Scott smiled back, then walked off. Logan started past me, but not before scooping me over his muscular and ironed shoulder.

"No lolly-gagging." Logan snarled. He dropped me on his motorcycle and quickly started it up.

Hours later...

"Logan, stop here. I smell him." I leaped off, shape shifting into a small black teenage wolf. Logan stopped his bike and shut her off before following my lead. Although he's older, I'm his superior in terms of me being Master Xavier's neice. The young mutant's smell was intoxicating to my nose. It overpowered my usual sense of smell, but it was comforting. I heard praying on the other side of the doors and flicked my tail for Logan to stop. He stood rigid as I expertly slid under a door and padded across the floor. The mutant was sitting on the floor with a rosemary in his hands, whispered words flowing unstemmed from his blue lips. Golden eyes flashed open when I came close, so I acted like the natural stray. I froze, tucking my bushy tail between my legs and folding my ears flat against my skull, and whimpered like a lost pup. His flashing eyes softened and he whispered something I couldn't get with my sensitive ears.

"Ich gesagt kommen hier." (I said come here) He repeated. I understood German perfectly, so I cautiously padded to where he was. He stroked my fur and I accidently shifted into a black cat. He jumped back, suddenly afraid. I fell onto my human back and scrambled behind a pillar.

"Ich meinen du nein schaden." (I mean you no harm) I whispered. His ears caught it.

"Wer bist du?" (Who are you)

"Mein name ist Rosen Krähe. Ich bin gut." (My name is...I am good)

"Du bist nicht ein von Them?" (You are not one of...)

"Nein. Ich bin wie du. Ich bin a mutiert, wie du bist." (No. I am like you. I am a mutant, like you are.)

"Bist dabei andere?" (Are there others)

"Ja. Dabei bist." (Yes. There are)

"Bitte, kommen aus so ich kanne sehe du." (Please, come out so I can see you) He pleaded.

"Was ist dein name?" (What is your name)

"Ich name is Kurt Wagner." The Wagner came out as Vagner from him, but that was the thick German accent. He studied my human form and I calmly stood still as he leaned to my shoulder to sniff. "Du geruch gut." (You smell good)

"Danke." (Thanks)

"Bitte." (Your welcome *It means both please and your welcome) I noticed his face was littered with markings and his eyes were gorgeous. Something passed my line of vision, and I realized it was a tail.

"You have a tail!" I gasped in English.

"Indeed." He replied sadly. I watched the skinny body part bounce in front of me and grinned. I felt like my cat counterpart, Black Cat. The bouncing tail reminded me of a butterfly just aching to be caught. I shook my head and focused. The tail was making it hard, though.

"You speak English?"

"Yes, Mädchen Rosen."

"Please, just Rosen. I'm here to take you somewhere safe from the regular humans. They're hunting you and I don't want you getting hurt. Logan, be nice and come inside. This is my partner, Logan a.k.a. Wolverine. I am Shaper or Black Cat. Depends on what I am in other forms." Logan calmly entered and Kurt hid behind me.

"I'm not gonna hurt ya, bud. I just want to get back home to watch the kids." Kurt's ears perked at kids, but his eyes showed fear.

"Vat vould de others think of me? I'm probably much differnent, vat vith my blue skin. My horrible eyes would scare them, as would my tail." Kurt sounded pained. It made me feel a pang in my heart, sympathy for the unwanted mutant. I was starting to like him every time he talked. I had someone to talk to in German. None of the other students care to learn it, so I'm alone speaking to a book or the computer screen. His tail wrapped around my lower leg, near my ankle.

"If you don't scare us, you won't scare them. Just as long as you don't pop out of nowhere like you do with your teleportation thingy, unless it's for a joke and it's not on me, then you're fine. They're only scared of me 'cause I'm stronger and older and have seen things they haven't."

"I don't wanna know, Logan." I stated as he sighed dreamily and smirked at an image in his iron skull.

"Will you come with us to let Xavier help you control your powers?" I asked softly. Kurt looked into my eyes with his wonderfully golden ones and briefly nodded.

"I'm going on your account only, Mädchen Rosen. I feel better around you." I blushed and looked away, but that darned tail pushed my chin to face him.

"Let's get goin', Lovebirds!" Logan called from outside the Chapel. Kurt gathered some of his important belongings and took my offered hand.

"You're dead when we get back, Logan!" I yelled as Kurt chuckled. It was a deep sound that was like music to my ears. Oh, yeah. I have a little crush.