Author's note: ok peoplez this is my first x men Nightcrawler fanfic. I'm not the most original person in the world and I'm only in the 10th grade so plz don't hate. If some things seem similar to other shows and stuff like that sry. That's just the way I am. This story takes place right before X2 united and will follow in with the movie later with my own twists to the story of course. Another thing is that I've never made a story with someone who as a strong accent so Kurt will sound like he has no accent at all. I figure u people all ready know Kurt has a strong German accent so things should be aight. I'll probably progress throughout the story and maybe the accent thing will start to kick in. Oh and one more thing. I hate Amanda. That's just me though. She will be mentioned but never seen. I'm not trying to make her seem like a bad person but I don't really care for her. I OWN NOTHING!!!
Restoring Hope
Chapter 1:
I love God. I have to. Without a belief in His divine plan for us all, a mutant like me, a person born with strange and very unhuman like powers would have no reason to go on. Without God's love, without a belief that God loves me and has a purpose fro me, what else could there be for me in life? If God wasn't there to love me, who else would?
"Dear Lord, hear my prayer. Please let Amanda be safe. And Margali, Woodhead, Chester and all the others…And while you're at it, please bless these soldiers, for they know not what they do."
Ever since I've been in this cell I've been beaten, questioned, and praying. I don't know what else to do except pray. Pray, and hope that I'll make it out of here alive. Pray, and hope that Amanda is safe.
I don't know how long I've been here. It feels like I've been here for weeks. It's been so long since I last walked outside in the light.
While praying, Norris, the soldier who usually beats me, and another soldier dragged in a small broken figure and laid it on the cot next to mine.
Norris took one quick look at me and noticed that I was praying. He immediately began shouting and cursing at me.
"What the Hell are you doing mutie?! Are you praying?! NO YOU DON'T! YOU DON'T PRAY! GOD DOESN'T LISTEN TO PRAYERS FROM ANIMALS!!!" he screamed.
"And please bless "Tiny Tim" here, most of all…" I said with a little bit of humor in my voice.
"That's it, demon, that was a mistake! You're a mistake! One of GOD'S MISTAKES!" said Norris as he pulled out his baton.
"Norris, no…" said the other soldier.
"YOU DON'T PRAY!!!" he screamed as he raised his baton and struck me right across the face.
It hurt so badly. I felt like he could have broken my jaw. I could taste the blood in my mouth, and I could feel it dripping out of my nose. My mind began to slip away with the pain as I heard the soldier try to calm Norris down.
"I BETTER NOT CATCH YOU ON YOUR KNEES AGAIN YOU HEAR ME?! NOT PRAYING TO MY GOD!" screamed Norris.
"Get out of here Norris! What the Hell is wrong with you?!" screamed the other soldier fighting to keep Norris out of the cell.
"NOT MY GOD!!!" he screamed on last time before they were both gone.
I couldn't think straight as I lay on the floor in my own blood. Before I completely passed out the broken figure that lied in the cot slowly tried to reach to me. The last thing I remember hearing was the figure's voice saying, "He's a bastard," and then I completely passed out.
Ok sooo how was it? Hope u all like it. Remember it is still the beginning so more is coming ur way.
