Disclaimer: I don't own any of the X-men Evolution characters what so ever
and the song Emotionless by Good Charlotte. I only own my nine-year old
made-up OC mutant Pepper aka Flamable. If you have no idea who this kid is
I suggest you read my past fics or read her biography in my profile. All
her details are there.
I noticed my fics always have humor in it but for this one I decided to put a little drama and angst. You know I'll try out different categories every time. This is fic is mostly about Mystique. What ever happened to her so I decided to put her in the picture. I feel really bad for her. I pity the poor mother who has kids who join the X-men and who's in the evil side of the story. She may be evil but deep inside she really cares for her children. I hope you enjoy this fic.
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Kurt Wagner aka Night Crawler also know as the fuzzy dude...ok I'll get on with it! Kurt couldn't sleep the whole night and kept crying his heart out resting his face on his pillow until there was a huge wet spot. All he could ever think about is how he got here, how he was raised by his foster parents and of course why his real Mother Mystique never really cared about them. He hated her and loved her at the same time. He and Rogue had the same feelings, but Rogue mostly showed her hate to her. She hated it when the subject came to Mystique and hated her more when she found out she adopted her when she young. She still liked Irene better more like a mother who wouldn't hate her or betray her. She would never forgive Mystique for how she treated and her brother and her in such a cruel way. Rogue knew Kurt loved her so much, he didn't show much as she did. Anyway she was a very cold person.
Kurt tried crying himself to sleep for the past few hours but it wouldn't help but make it worse. He stared at his glow in the dark alarm clock and right beside him was a picture of he when he was a toddler being carried by his foster family and another picture of he and Rogue looking like happy siblings. "2:00 am." He groaned. Just before his hopes were out an idea came to his head. He dove under his bed throwing junk that had been there for months. He found an old diskman he had been looking for. He also found one of his favorite cd's The Young and the Hopeless by Good Charlotte. He opened the case and took out the green and black cd with the label of a capital GC on it. He placed it inside his diskman, pressing a few buttons and put it on track 13 and placed the ear phones on his pointy elf ears. While waiting for the intro, he lied down and set the volume on full blast. It's been a while since he heard this and thought this would be a perfect song to fit his food and what he was thinking about. He also decided to change the lyrics about so it would refer to his mom.
HEY MOM (DAD) WRITING TO YOU
NOT TO TELL YOU THAT I STILL HATE YOU
JUST TO ASK YOU HOW YOU FEEL?
AND HOW WE FELL APART, HOW WE FELL APART
(Kurt shuts his eyes and concentrates his mind into the song)
ARE YOU HAPPY OUT THERE IN THIS GREAT WIDE WORLD?
DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR SON?
DO YOU MISS YOUR LITTLE GIRL?
WHEN YOU LAY YOURE HEAD DOWN HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?
DO YOU EVEN WONDER IF WERE ALL RIGHT?
WER'E ALL RIGHT!
WER'E ALL RIGHT!
(Kurt sings it as loud as he can with tears streaming down his eyes.)
CHORUS:
IT'S BEEN A LONG HARD ROAD WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
WHY WERN'T YOU THERE ALL THE NIGHTS THAT WE CRIED
YOU BROKE MY SISTERS (MOTHERS) HEART, YOU BROKE YOUR CHILDREN FOR LIFE
ITS NOT OK BUT WERE ALRIGHT
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WERE A MOTHER (HERO) TO MY EYES
BUT THOSE WERE JUST A LONG, LOST MEMORY OF MINE
I SPENT SO MANY YEARS LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE
NOW I'M WRITING JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE
(Kurt wipes his tears and sings it in his lowest and coldest tone)
THE DAYS I SPENT SO CALLED COLD, SO HUNGRY, WERE FULL OF HATE, I WAS SO ANGRY
THE SCARS RUN DEEP INSIDE THIS FUZZY (TATOOED) BODY
THERE THINGS TO TAKE TO MY GRAVE, BUT I'M OK, I'M OK!
(Kurt hugs his pillow and bites it crying and singing at the same time)
CHORUS:
IT'S BEEN A LONG HARD ROAD WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
WHY WERN'T YOU THERE ALL THE NIGHTS THAT WE CRIED
YOU BROKE MY SISTERS (MOTHERS) HEART, YOU BROKE YOUR CHILDREN FOR LIFE
ITS NOT OK BUT WERE ALRIGHT
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WERE A MOTHER (HERO) TO MY EYES
BUT THOSE WERE JUST A LONG, LOST MEMORY OF MINE
I SPENT SO MANY YEARS LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE
NOW I'M WRITING JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE
(Kurt lowers done the volume, clenches his hands and grits his teeth)
AND SOMETIMES I FORGIVE, YEAH AND THIS TIME I'LL ADMIT
THAT I MISS YOU, SAID I MISS YOU!
(Kurt slams his alarm clock and the frames to a wall and watches it shatter to pieces)
CHORUS:
IT'S BEEN A LONG HARD ROAD WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
WHY WERN'T YOU THERE ALL THE NIGHTS THAT WE CRIED
YOU BROKE MY SISTERS (MOTHERS) HEART, YOU BROKE YOUR CHILDREN FOR LIFE
ITS NOT OK BUT WERE ALRIGHT
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WERE A MOTHER (HERO) TO MY EYES
BUT THOSE WERE JUST A LONG, LOST MEMORY OF MINE
I SPENT SO MANY YEARS LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE
NOW I'M WRITING JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE
(Kurt calms down and picks up the pictures and looks at them closely)
AND SOMETIMES I FORGIVE, YEAH AND THIS TIME I'LL ADMIT
THAT I MISS YOU, SAID I MISS YOU...HEY MOM (DAD)...
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(Blows nose with a tissue) So whatcha think? Whenever I'm depressed I always listen to that song. I make it blend with my mood and I release all my anger out...well not like Kurt though. Anyway thanks for reading and don't forget to review.
I noticed my fics always have humor in it but for this one I decided to put a little drama and angst. You know I'll try out different categories every time. This is fic is mostly about Mystique. What ever happened to her so I decided to put her in the picture. I feel really bad for her. I pity the poor mother who has kids who join the X-men and who's in the evil side of the story. She may be evil but deep inside she really cares for her children. I hope you enjoy this fic.
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Kurt Wagner aka Night Crawler also know as the fuzzy dude...ok I'll get on with it! Kurt couldn't sleep the whole night and kept crying his heart out resting his face on his pillow until there was a huge wet spot. All he could ever think about is how he got here, how he was raised by his foster parents and of course why his real Mother Mystique never really cared about them. He hated her and loved her at the same time. He and Rogue had the same feelings, but Rogue mostly showed her hate to her. She hated it when the subject came to Mystique and hated her more when she found out she adopted her when she young. She still liked Irene better more like a mother who wouldn't hate her or betray her. She would never forgive Mystique for how she treated and her brother and her in such a cruel way. Rogue knew Kurt loved her so much, he didn't show much as she did. Anyway she was a very cold person.
Kurt tried crying himself to sleep for the past few hours but it wouldn't help but make it worse. He stared at his glow in the dark alarm clock and right beside him was a picture of he when he was a toddler being carried by his foster family and another picture of he and Rogue looking like happy siblings. "2:00 am." He groaned. Just before his hopes were out an idea came to his head. He dove under his bed throwing junk that had been there for months. He found an old diskman he had been looking for. He also found one of his favorite cd's The Young and the Hopeless by Good Charlotte. He opened the case and took out the green and black cd with the label of a capital GC on it. He placed it inside his diskman, pressing a few buttons and put it on track 13 and placed the ear phones on his pointy elf ears. While waiting for the intro, he lied down and set the volume on full blast. It's been a while since he heard this and thought this would be a perfect song to fit his food and what he was thinking about. He also decided to change the lyrics about so it would refer to his mom.
HEY MOM (DAD) WRITING TO YOU
NOT TO TELL YOU THAT I STILL HATE YOU
JUST TO ASK YOU HOW YOU FEEL?
AND HOW WE FELL APART, HOW WE FELL APART
(Kurt shuts his eyes and concentrates his mind into the song)
ARE YOU HAPPY OUT THERE IN THIS GREAT WIDE WORLD?
DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR SON?
DO YOU MISS YOUR LITTLE GIRL?
WHEN YOU LAY YOURE HEAD DOWN HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?
DO YOU EVEN WONDER IF WERE ALL RIGHT?
WER'E ALL RIGHT!
WER'E ALL RIGHT!
(Kurt sings it as loud as he can with tears streaming down his eyes.)
CHORUS:
IT'S BEEN A LONG HARD ROAD WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
WHY WERN'T YOU THERE ALL THE NIGHTS THAT WE CRIED
YOU BROKE MY SISTERS (MOTHERS) HEART, YOU BROKE YOUR CHILDREN FOR LIFE
ITS NOT OK BUT WERE ALRIGHT
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WERE A MOTHER (HERO) TO MY EYES
BUT THOSE WERE JUST A LONG, LOST MEMORY OF MINE
I SPENT SO MANY YEARS LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE
NOW I'M WRITING JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE
(Kurt wipes his tears and sings it in his lowest and coldest tone)
THE DAYS I SPENT SO CALLED COLD, SO HUNGRY, WERE FULL OF HATE, I WAS SO ANGRY
THE SCARS RUN DEEP INSIDE THIS FUZZY (TATOOED) BODY
THERE THINGS TO TAKE TO MY GRAVE, BUT I'M OK, I'M OK!
(Kurt hugs his pillow and bites it crying and singing at the same time)
CHORUS:
IT'S BEEN A LONG HARD ROAD WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
WHY WERN'T YOU THERE ALL THE NIGHTS THAT WE CRIED
YOU BROKE MY SISTERS (MOTHERS) HEART, YOU BROKE YOUR CHILDREN FOR LIFE
ITS NOT OK BUT WERE ALRIGHT
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WERE A MOTHER (HERO) TO MY EYES
BUT THOSE WERE JUST A LONG, LOST MEMORY OF MINE
I SPENT SO MANY YEARS LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE
NOW I'M WRITING JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE
(Kurt lowers done the volume, clenches his hands and grits his teeth)
AND SOMETIMES I FORGIVE, YEAH AND THIS TIME I'LL ADMIT
THAT I MISS YOU, SAID I MISS YOU!
(Kurt slams his alarm clock and the frames to a wall and watches it shatter to pieces)
CHORUS:
IT'S BEEN A LONG HARD ROAD WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
WHY WERN'T YOU THERE ALL THE NIGHTS THAT WE CRIED
YOU BROKE MY SISTERS (MOTHERS) HEART, YOU BROKE YOUR CHILDREN FOR LIFE
ITS NOT OK BUT WERE ALRIGHT
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WERE A MOTHER (HERO) TO MY EYES
BUT THOSE WERE JUST A LONG, LOST MEMORY OF MINE
I SPENT SO MANY YEARS LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE
NOW I'M WRITING JUST TO LET YOU KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE
(Kurt calms down and picks up the pictures and looks at them closely)
AND SOMETIMES I FORGIVE, YEAH AND THIS TIME I'LL ADMIT
THAT I MISS YOU, SAID I MISS YOU...HEY MOM (DAD)...
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(Blows nose with a tissue) So whatcha think? Whenever I'm depressed I always listen to that song. I make it blend with my mood and I release all my anger out...well not like Kurt though. Anyway thanks for reading and don't forget to review.