Dimension Hopping Adventures
Chapter 1
Our story begins in the Danger Room of Xavier's Institute for Gifted Children...
"That should do it!" cried a very excited Forge, lifting some sort of gizmo high in the air for all to see. "I just gotta put it on Kurt to see if it works."
"If this stupid idea hurts mah brothah in any way, Ah'm gonna pound Forge to a pulp," Rogue muttered vehemently.
"Come on, Rogue," Kurt replied. "You know I vouldn't be doing zis if I didn't trust Forge. Calm down. I'll be okay, I promise."
"Yeah, Rouge," chimed Kitty, ever the optimist. "I'm sure he'll be okay. Even Professor X is her to make sure nothing goes wrong. What could happen?"
"It could explode," Rogue shot back, her stubbornness rearing its head.
"I get zat you care, Rouge, but you don't have to be a sourpuss," said Kurt sweetly, giving his sister a hug.
Rouge muttered something unintelligible when Kurt turned to have the sizable gadget strapped to him. Forge strapped the odd machine to Nightcrawler's chest, giving the straps a few final tugs before stepping back. He had a look of pride and admiration at his own handiwork spread clearly across his features.
All Kurt did was grin in excitement and hop from one foot to the other in nervous anticipation while Professor Xavier gave him instructions.
"When you arrive at wherever Forge is sending you, make sure the first things you go about doing is finding a place to stay, a source of food and water, and if needed, a source of income," the kindly Professor told him firmly. "Please be responsible. Don't be rash, and take your time to find things. We won't be able to communicate, so please be very careful."
Kurt nodded solemnly, some of the excitement wearing off at the Professor's words. He knew to listen to them, least he get into some serious trouble.
"Ya should also be careful who ya trust," came Wolverine's gravelly rumble. "If ya trust the wrong people, it could get ya into some serious trouble, Elf. Watch out for troublemakers, and be wary."
Kurt puffed his chest out and strutted comically, causing more giggles and chuckles to go through the room.
"Don't vorry about me, Herr Logan," he said. "I remember all ze survival training you gave me. I'm sure I'll be fine, no matter vhat happens."
Wolverine opened his mouth so say more, but was cut off by Forge.
"I'm ready to turn the machine on!" he called.
This announcement made to entire room quiet. Everyone floated to the sides of the room, as they were instructed prior to entering, hoping that nothing would happen to Nightcrawler. Forge gave the much loved blue Elf directions.
Forge pointed to a pair of lights in plain view of everyone in the room.
"When I turn on the machine," he said, "the red light will turn on. Right when you need to 'port, the red light will turn off and the blue one comes on. Keep a close eye on the lights, 'cause the blue one will only be on for a few seconds. You got that?"
Kurt grinned. "Ja! I got it! Keep an eye on ze lights, und vhen ze blue one turns on, teleport."
Forge threw a thumbs up at him from behind the console.
Kurt focused his attention on the lights, and after a minute or two of silence, the red light came on. He waited a few more seconds, and the blue light flashed on and…
Bamf!