AN: Don´t own anything. We all know the story, there was Erik and Charles, but what if there was somebody else? Could this onne person change the path of them all?
"Kity, wake up, please! Don't leave, I cant survive her without you." Cried the little boy desperately.
"Please, you promised that you will stay with me, that Schmidt wont win, fight! Fight for us! Please!" he continued desperately shaking with the little body of his friend. Tears soaking his filthy clothes making them stick on his skinny body.
He didn't know what would he do if she wouldn't wake up. When Schmidt killed his mother it was Kity who held him in the night, whispering words of comfort in his ear. She was the only thing that kept him sane and able to go through the ordeals of Schmidt every day. He couldn't lose her.
"Er…ik" came the barely audible whisper from her lips. And at the moment the little boy felt so happy that e almost forgot where they were.
"Kity! No don't move, just lay, you don't know how happy I am to hear your voice I was so worried about you. You didn't move." Erik couldn't help himself feeling fresh tears burning in his eyes.
"I am ok Erik, you see. Don't worry." Said his little friend and with all her strength she pushed him in a tight embrace.
"You see everything is okay." She smiled and managed to pull a cracked smile from her protector too.
15 years later
"Charles! What is wrong with you? Are you trying to kill yourself? And you! Put the guns down in a minute!" Oh, how Kity was pissed at the moment. The only person that she had in this world almost killed himself trying to bring some guy from the cold water. Seriously, he wasn't right, knowing that he didn't how to swim, Kity was becoming angrier every minute.
"Kity, clam down. I am okay, you see, nothing happened. An I would like to introduce you to my new friend Erik." Charles shivered at the cold air but managed to still hold onto good manners, as always, Kity thought.
"I really don't care who is it. You have to come inside, you have to change your clothes or you will be ill. You know very well that you get ill easily." She said not even looking at the man who was standing next to Charles. That idiot almost cost her the only person she had left in this world, Charles couldn't expect her to be nice to him. If he likes to swim in the icy water its his problem, but she want allow him to put Charles in danger again.
"Kity?" Suddenly spoke the unfamiliar voice. She diverted her eyes from Charles to the other man and gasped at the intense stare he was giving her. There was something familiar about him, as if she had met him in the past… Could it be him? No it wasn't possible! But when the guy started to roll up his left sleeve, she couldn't help but do the same. And then, she saw the number: 214782, she knew that she was right. The ancient friend she thought long to be dead was alive, right in front of her. She traced her fingers along the numbers on his arm that were burned in her very soul.
"How?" Was all she managed to say before the reality stroked her and she withdraw her hand.
"So Charlie, lets get you inside and you too, Erik. Right?" She smiled nervously, trying to hide how this meeting shaken her. But by the look in Charles eyes she knew that she had a lot of explaining to do. That she didn't fool him at all…
AN: Let me know what you think!:)