Title: Love Again
Author: Alexz Recoro
Summary: The love of Kurt's life dies, and his baby daughter is kidnapped. Can he get her back, and learn to love again?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-Men Evolution characters.
Feedback: Please read and review.
"Amanda! Maddie! Amanda! Maddie!" Twenty-three year old Kurt Wagner ran through the burning street of New York. After days of fighting, the X-Men had finally repealed and defeated Magneto's forces. But the damage was great.
Scott had been blinded in one eye, and Jean had lost the use of her legs when a building had collapsed on her. Roberto and Sam had been killed, as well as Kitty's husband Lance, Jubilee, and Bobby's girlfriend, Rahne. Kurt's team, consisting or Kitty, Logan, Evan, Storm, Bobby and Peitro were all okay. But their charges, Kurt's human wife Amanda and their infant daughter Madeline were gone, kidnapped by Magneto as he fled.
Kurt rounded the corner and his heart stopped when he saw his wife laying motionless in the street.
"AMANDA!" He screamed, running for her. He skidded to a stop next to her and knelt down.
"Amanda? Can you hear me? Amanda honey, vake up." He looked around, but there was no sign of his daughter.
"Kurt?" Amanda Wagner whispered as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Amanda!" Kurt said, taking her hand and slipping his hand under her head to cup it. "Honey, vhere's Maddie?"
Amanda began to cry. "She took her Kurt! She took her! I couldn't stop her!"
"Vho baby? Vho took our daughter and hurt you?"
"Your mother." Amanda sobbed. Kurt heart froze, and then sped up. Mystique. His mouth twisted into a scowl. His mother.
"Kurt?" Amanda asked. Kurt's attention was drawn back to his wife.
"Vhat baby?"
"I don't feel so well." Amanda said weakly. Kurt shifted her head, and felt the sticky blood covering the back of her head, his hand, and the ground. He suddenly felt cold all over.
"Hold on baby. Hold on."
"I'm so cold Kurt." Amanda whispered, her body wracked with shivers. "It hurts."
"I knov baby. I knov." Kurt whispered. He wrapped his tail around her and pulled her close.
"Hold me Kurt." Amanda whispered, reaching for him. Kurt reached for her, pulled her up to him. When he moved her, Amanda cried out and grabbed her stomach. Kurt pulled back when he felt the warmth on his shirt.
There was a large slit in Amanda's stomach that had been held together by dried blood that ripped open when she moved. There was also blood all over her back, and it felt much to warm and slippery. Amanda whimpered into his chest. She wrapped her arms around her husband. Kurt held her tightly in his arms, and wrapped his tail around her. Safe and warm, Amanda sighed and then died in her husbands arms. Kurt felt her so slack.
"No." He whispered. Then he threw his head back and let out a demonic howl or pain, rage and sorrow. "NO!" He lowered his head and wept onto his wives body. "No, no. Amanda. No baby, come back. Come back. I can't do this without you."
He lay her limp body down on the ground and leaned over it weeping. Kitty ran up to him.
"Kurt." His best friend whispered. "Come on." Kurt got to his feet and wiped his eyes.
"Ve have to find Maddie." The blue furred mutant said, his yellow eyes shining with tears. Kitty gave her best friend a quick hug, knowing how he felt. After all, she herself had lost Lance just days before.
The two friends moved off through the streets. They were soon joined by the rest of their team.
"Kurt! Where's Amanda and Maddie? Did you find them?" Evan asked.
"Yes and no. I found Amanda, but she said Maddie had been taken by Mystique. Amanda's dead." Kurt finished in a whisper, tears streaking down his face. Evan patted his friend akwardly on the shoulder. The team split up to search for Mystique, and the rest of the remaining X-Men.
Kurt was teleporting from rooftop to rooftop, while Kitty phased through walls, and the debris in the street to keep up with him, when Storm contacted them on their comlinks.
"Kurt, Kitty, we found her."
Kurt ported down to the street and joined Kitty. She gripped his arm and they ran through building, and Kurt ported them to the other side of fires as they raced towards the signal. They reached the place were Storm's communication had come from.
Mystique lay on her back, supported by Storm. She was bleeding heavily from her stomach and chest.
"Hello son." She whispered, wincing in pain.
"Vhere's my daughter?" Kurt asked, kneeling next to her. Mystique reached up and touched his furry check with her hand. Then she closed her eyes, sighed deeply and didn't move.
"Vhere's my daughter!" Kurt screamed, grabbing the collar of Mystique's costume.
"Kurt!" Storm said. "She's dead Kurt."
"No!" Kurt howled, dropping Mystique's body and burring his face in his hands. His 5'9, 195 pound frame shook in total anguish.
"Maddie! Maddie!" He wailed. Kitty knelt next to him and put her arm around his shoulders.
"We'll find her Kurt. I promise. We'll find her."
The X-Men stood at a graveyard a few days later, standing over six graves. Rob, Sam, Lance, Jubilee, Rahne and Amanda. Scott stood next to Jean's wheelchair, a bandage wrapped over one of his eyes. Kitty and Amara stood next to each other, sobbing over Rob and Lance's grave. Kitty and Lance's baby son Tristen slept in Storm's arms. Logan had his arm around Storm's shoulders, his other holding Alexis, his and Storm's two year old son.
Kurt stood alone, head down. Evan and Rouge watched him carefully, while shushing their twin girls, Rachel and Robin. Robin finally broke free from her mother and father and ran to 'uncle Kurt'.
"Unky?" She asked in a small voice, tugging at Kurt's pant leg. He broke out of his trance and picked her up.
"Yes little one?"
"I hope we find Maddie soon." Robin said, her dark exotic eyes she had inherited from Evan serious.
"Dank you sveetie." Kurt said, hugging her tightly, as tears streamed down his face while he looked at the large, ornate headstone on his wife's grave.
'Amanda Wagner. Beloved wife, mother and friend.' The inscription read. Below that was a poem that Kurt had written just for this.
'A candle lit, a candle doused
a sunset in the morning;
How brief the life, the love it housed,
that dies while still aborning.
Upon the waters of the world,
the everlasting river,
A candle floats on leaf unfurled,
it's fragile frame aquiver.
O candlelight! Burn on and on
until your wick is through.
Restore the spark so early gone,
the flame we hardly knew.
From where appears such potent light,
illumes the lives of men?
And which departs the flame so bright
that never glows again?
A life is gone, its future lost,
now faded like the moon.
No greater pain, no higher cost:
the candle doused to soon.
O candlelight! Burn on and on
until you wick is through
Restore the spark so early gone
the flame we hardly knew.
A candle lit, a candle doused,
a sunset in the morning;
How brief the life, the love it housed,
that dies while still aborning.
She will always be with us in our hearts.'
Kitty came over to him and took his arm.
"Come on Elf." She whispered softly. Kurt set Robin down, and put a arm around his best friends shoulders. Kitty wrapped a arm around his waist as they slowly left the graveyard.
Author: Alexz Recoro
Summary: The love of Kurt's life dies, and his baby daughter is kidnapped. Can he get her back, and learn to love again?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-Men Evolution characters.
Feedback: Please read and review.
"Amanda! Maddie! Amanda! Maddie!" Twenty-three year old Kurt Wagner ran through the burning street of New York. After days of fighting, the X-Men had finally repealed and defeated Magneto's forces. But the damage was great.
Scott had been blinded in one eye, and Jean had lost the use of her legs when a building had collapsed on her. Roberto and Sam had been killed, as well as Kitty's husband Lance, Jubilee, and Bobby's girlfriend, Rahne. Kurt's team, consisting or Kitty, Logan, Evan, Storm, Bobby and Peitro were all okay. But their charges, Kurt's human wife Amanda and their infant daughter Madeline were gone, kidnapped by Magneto as he fled.
Kurt rounded the corner and his heart stopped when he saw his wife laying motionless in the street.
"AMANDA!" He screamed, running for her. He skidded to a stop next to her and knelt down.
"Amanda? Can you hear me? Amanda honey, vake up." He looked around, but there was no sign of his daughter.
"Kurt?" Amanda Wagner whispered as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Amanda!" Kurt said, taking her hand and slipping his hand under her head to cup it. "Honey, vhere's Maddie?"
Amanda began to cry. "She took her Kurt! She took her! I couldn't stop her!"
"Vho baby? Vho took our daughter and hurt you?"
"Your mother." Amanda sobbed. Kurt heart froze, and then sped up. Mystique. His mouth twisted into a scowl. His mother.
"Kurt?" Amanda asked. Kurt's attention was drawn back to his wife.
"Vhat baby?"
"I don't feel so well." Amanda said weakly. Kurt shifted her head, and felt the sticky blood covering the back of her head, his hand, and the ground. He suddenly felt cold all over.
"Hold on baby. Hold on."
"I'm so cold Kurt." Amanda whispered, her body wracked with shivers. "It hurts."
"I knov baby. I knov." Kurt whispered. He wrapped his tail around her and pulled her close.
"Hold me Kurt." Amanda whispered, reaching for him. Kurt reached for her, pulled her up to him. When he moved her, Amanda cried out and grabbed her stomach. Kurt pulled back when he felt the warmth on his shirt.
There was a large slit in Amanda's stomach that had been held together by dried blood that ripped open when she moved. There was also blood all over her back, and it felt much to warm and slippery. Amanda whimpered into his chest. She wrapped her arms around her husband. Kurt held her tightly in his arms, and wrapped his tail around her. Safe and warm, Amanda sighed and then died in her husbands arms. Kurt felt her so slack.
"No." He whispered. Then he threw his head back and let out a demonic howl or pain, rage and sorrow. "NO!" He lowered his head and wept onto his wives body. "No, no. Amanda. No baby, come back. Come back. I can't do this without you."
He lay her limp body down on the ground and leaned over it weeping. Kitty ran up to him.
"Kurt." His best friend whispered. "Come on." Kurt got to his feet and wiped his eyes.
"Ve have to find Maddie." The blue furred mutant said, his yellow eyes shining with tears. Kitty gave her best friend a quick hug, knowing how he felt. After all, she herself had lost Lance just days before.
The two friends moved off through the streets. They were soon joined by the rest of their team.
"Kurt! Where's Amanda and Maddie? Did you find them?" Evan asked.
"Yes and no. I found Amanda, but she said Maddie had been taken by Mystique. Amanda's dead." Kurt finished in a whisper, tears streaking down his face. Evan patted his friend akwardly on the shoulder. The team split up to search for Mystique, and the rest of the remaining X-Men.
Kurt was teleporting from rooftop to rooftop, while Kitty phased through walls, and the debris in the street to keep up with him, when Storm contacted them on their comlinks.
"Kurt, Kitty, we found her."
Kurt ported down to the street and joined Kitty. She gripped his arm and they ran through building, and Kurt ported them to the other side of fires as they raced towards the signal. They reached the place were Storm's communication had come from.
Mystique lay on her back, supported by Storm. She was bleeding heavily from her stomach and chest.
"Hello son." She whispered, wincing in pain.
"Vhere's my daughter?" Kurt asked, kneeling next to her. Mystique reached up and touched his furry check with her hand. Then she closed her eyes, sighed deeply and didn't move.
"Vhere's my daughter!" Kurt screamed, grabbing the collar of Mystique's costume.
"Kurt!" Storm said. "She's dead Kurt."
"No!" Kurt howled, dropping Mystique's body and burring his face in his hands. His 5'9, 195 pound frame shook in total anguish.
"Maddie! Maddie!" He wailed. Kitty knelt next to him and put her arm around his shoulders.
"We'll find her Kurt. I promise. We'll find her."
The X-Men stood at a graveyard a few days later, standing over six graves. Rob, Sam, Lance, Jubilee, Rahne and Amanda. Scott stood next to Jean's wheelchair, a bandage wrapped over one of his eyes. Kitty and Amara stood next to each other, sobbing over Rob and Lance's grave. Kitty and Lance's baby son Tristen slept in Storm's arms. Logan had his arm around Storm's shoulders, his other holding Alexis, his and Storm's two year old son.
Kurt stood alone, head down. Evan and Rouge watched him carefully, while shushing their twin girls, Rachel and Robin. Robin finally broke free from her mother and father and ran to 'uncle Kurt'.
"Unky?" She asked in a small voice, tugging at Kurt's pant leg. He broke out of his trance and picked her up.
"Yes little one?"
"I hope we find Maddie soon." Robin said, her dark exotic eyes she had inherited from Evan serious.
"Dank you sveetie." Kurt said, hugging her tightly, as tears streamed down his face while he looked at the large, ornate headstone on his wife's grave.
'Amanda Wagner. Beloved wife, mother and friend.' The inscription read. Below that was a poem that Kurt had written just for this.
'A candle lit, a candle doused
a sunset in the morning;
How brief the life, the love it housed,
that dies while still aborning.
Upon the waters of the world,
the everlasting river,
A candle floats on leaf unfurled,
it's fragile frame aquiver.
O candlelight! Burn on and on
until your wick is through.
Restore the spark so early gone,
the flame we hardly knew.
From where appears such potent light,
illumes the lives of men?
And which departs the flame so bright
that never glows again?
A life is gone, its future lost,
now faded like the moon.
No greater pain, no higher cost:
the candle doused to soon.
O candlelight! Burn on and on
until you wick is through
Restore the spark so early gone
the flame we hardly knew.
A candle lit, a candle doused,
a sunset in the morning;
How brief the life, the love it housed,
that dies while still aborning.
She will always be with us in our hearts.'
Kitty came over to him and took his arm.
"Come on Elf." She whispered softly. Kurt set Robin down, and put a arm around his best friends shoulders. Kitty wrapped a arm around his waist as they slowly left the graveyard.
