A/N: Welcome one and all to a Kurt fic! So this is my first attempt at a X-men evo story and I appologize if I seem out of date. I really am! I barely know much of about the serise. Also, I appologize in advace about the accents and stuff in this fic. I will try my best, but no one is perfect. Also, I'm using/speeling characters name by memory (don't feel like looking up correct speeling), so once again please excuse myself on that. As far as I can tell, this fic is after Beast joins but before Kurt and Amanda was it? Starts dating. Also quick question; does Kurt know about Rouge being his sister inbetwen those? Cause I want a little family time every now adn then... I didn't see/find a lot of intresting/not romantic or humor Kurt fics so i took it upon my self to do my own! Nothing against humor and romacne, there's just to many! I truly hope you enjoy this fic!

Reading Legend

normal

"talking"

thinking

The Darkness (will tell more later- if not in " " it is speaking inside Kurt's mind.)

Disclaimer: If I owned, there would be WAY more Kurt!

Within "The Darkness"

Chapter 1: Night, Food, Eyes.

Will you kill me? It was a simple question that crossed his mind. He was never one to be depressed, but for some odd reason, these thoughts plagued his mind. Burring his face into his pillow, Kurt tried to silence the strange voices that echoed throughout his room. Recently the poor 'elf' was in a little accident involving a car, a pop bottle and a rubber band. Please don't question the event for Kurt himself did not remember. When he had come too, he was in the infirmary with Mr. McCoy watching over him. He was told to rest in his room. But no amount of tossing and turning could allow him some comfort.

Kurt, physically speaking, was fine as the car had only hit him with enough force to cause a crack in his left arm near his shoulder. Mentally, he was hammered with strange voices. At times they spoke nicely and others more violently. It seemed to vary with his own mood. When he was happy the voices seemed to rejoice and praise. Times like this, where he was emotionally depressed, it would either consul him (trying to make him happy) or torment him by telling him that he was a monster, an abomination. A demon.

Covering his head with his pillow trying to block out the demonic voices, a soft knock came at the door.

Gazing at the time (a beautiful 2:35 in the morning) Kurt groaned as he rolled out of his bed to answer. Opening the door he saw a tired looking Kitty.

"Uh, Kurt I, like, know it's late but…"

Kurt groaned inside his head. He did NOT want to play counselor tonight. "Come vight in Kitty." he sighed out, closing his door behind her as she entered.

Kurt sat in a crouched position on the edge of his bed as Kitty sat clutching his pillow. Pushing the voices to the very back of his mind, Kurt focused on the 'problem' at hand. Which just turned out to be Kitty ranting on and on about her relationship with Lance.

"He like, never wants to come over and he's always like, complaining about how I eat with you guys at lunch. Like, I invite him to eat with us, but he like, never wants to!" suppressing his erg to throw something after hearing so many likes, Kurt replied.

"Vell Kitty. He properly doesn't vant to come over to hiz 'enemies' home." Taking a brief pause he thought And I must agree "and vats properly the same veason he doesn't vant to sit with you at lunch." He gave a quick shrug of his shoulders to state 'I don't really know' to her. Sadly, she wasn't paying any attention.

"But he, like. I dunno. He just seems more, distant." She spoke softly.

Placing his hand over her shoulder, Kurt gave a squeeze in attempt to make her feel better. "It's alright Kitty. Tumbles is properly trying his best to make you happy, ja?"

Kitty laughed. "Tumbles? Kurt you, like, need to think of a better nickname then that!" She laughed some more. Standing up and placing his pillow in her seat, she gave a quick hug to her friend. "Thanks, like, a lot Kurt." And with a quick wave, she phased right through the door.

Sighing out loud, Kurt let himself fall backwards onto his mattress. Wrapping his tail around his pillow, he flicked it up beside him. Rolling over, he gave a quick glance at the clock (an even more wonderful 2:59am) he groaned loudly.

"I hate you!" he hissed at his clock. Rolling to his other side and placing his head onto his pillow, Kurt closed his eyes in hope of sleep. Too bad the voices wouldn't let him. They were a bit pissed at him for ignoring them for so long.

A loud knock and a shout of "Get up Kurt!" forced Kurt to join the land of the awake. He stumbled sleepily over to the door and opened it revealing a wide awake Scott Summers. "Breakfast is ready. But hurry up; I don't want to be late for school."

Nodding to show that he heard, Kurt closed his door and quickly got dressed. He decided not to shower this morning since he had one before he went to bed. Strapping on his holo-watch, Kurt did a quick teleport down stairs to the kitchen. Sitting in his normal spot he noticed that Kitty didn't seem the least bit phased by their late night talk. In fact, she seemed full of energy. He heard the voices spit foul words out at the young girl as he grabbed some waffles. Obviously just as pissed at her happy mood than he was, Kurt ended up nodding to (almost) all of their comments.

Placing a piece of one of the waffles in his mouth, Kurt felt all the energy drain from him. Shaking his head he cursed at the food as he struggled to chew. You're supposed to GIVE me energy, not zap it! He shouted in his mind. Swallowing his small bit made him feel worse and without realizing it he spoke out loud.

"These vaffles are disgusting!" placing his fork down; he failed to notice all the stares that his little comment had summoned. Even Logan looked at him over his newspaper to stare at the elf.

"I'm sorry Kurt. You've never complained about my waffles before." Answered a slightly embarrassed Ororo.

"Yeah man, Auntie O's waffles are the best!" Evan, who happened to be sitting next to Kurt stated.

"Uh…" Kurt scratched his head. He didn't mean to say that out loud. The professor cupped his hands over each other and turned his attention from his meal to Kurt.

"Yes Kurt, didn't you say that you loved Ororo's waffles?"

All of this over a little comment? Kurt almost shouted, careful that Jean and the professor wouldn't hear. "Ah, sorry. I didn't vean it. It's just… I'm, not hungry?" he asked shakily. Eyebrows were raised. Kurt, the forever hungry elf was, for once, not hungry? Impossible!

White and black splotches began to enter his vision. Bringing his hand up to his face he tried to steady his vision. If anything, it made it worse. Now the world was spinning.

"Ya alright sug'ar?" Rouge piped up, seeing Kurt begin to sway. "Ya don't look to well."

"Yes Kurt, perhaps you should stay home today?" suggested the professor. Kurt wasn't sure to say yes, say no. Shake his head or nod. After a minute Kurt decided to answer.

"Nein. Professor. I should be fine, I'm just a little tired." After this comment, everyone went back to their discussions, the waffle comment forgotten. Kurt laid his head down softly on the table as the voices seemed to soothe him. I know there trying to help. But voices in mien head tend to create headaches… The voices soon became soft mummers. Still their but, as if trying to do as told, they spoke only little sentences, nothing complicating. Just some "get wells" and "Your okay, your okay".

Still having eaten nothing but that small bite, Kurt climbed into Scott's car and laid his head back. Pressing the holo-watches button, Kurt became his 'human' self as the other piled in.

"You sure your alright Kurt?" Jean asked voice full of concern.

"Ja, ja. Just tired. Don't vorry about it." He replied softly. The voices, though being 'good' voiced their hate towards his human 'skin' as the ride to school stretched onward.

Arriving at school with 10 minutes to spare, Kitty who had gotten a ride with Lance came over to check up on her fuzzy friend. After another set of "Are you alright" and "Ja, ja" she went back to her boyfriend. Kurt rubbed his temples with his fingers. For him, school was awesome. He never got to go to anything like it before. But on days like today, he dreaded it more than any teenager could.

Opening his locker, he couldn't help but notice the voices were quieter. Whispering amongst themselves. Everyone once in awhile, words like 'cattle' and 'vermin' would stick out, but for the most part they were just speaking about the students.

I vonder if these voices, hate humans or something. He thought taking his seat next Evan as the bell rang. Science class. Beautiful…thought Kurt as he began taking notes on their upcoming test.

As the bell went off signaling the end of science, so did a loud scream in his head. Kurt who was in the hallway with Evan clutched his head in pain. Shocked from the sudden action, Evan grabbed onto Kurt's shoulder as he appeared to be wavering. Shoving the hand off him, an inhuman voice left Kurt's mouth in a scowl.

"Don't touch ussss! Don't touch himmmm!"Evan, being a little freaked out tried approaching him again. "Get away filthy cattle!" he spoke again. Kurt raised his other hand and began to grip his head as the screaming seemed to rise in volume and pitch.

"Evan! What's wrong!" asked Scott as he and Jean walked over.

"I, I don't know. Kurt's acting all weird!" came his reply.

"Kurt, is something wrong?" Jean asked as she noticed the wavering figure. A hiss escaped Kurt as clutched his eyes close. Scott took a step forward and Kurt back stepped. This repeated till he was at the wall. Touching the wall with his right hand, Kurt let himself slide as the screaming soon engulfed all sound.

He failed to realize Scott crouch before him and tap him lightly on the shoulder. The instant the contact was made, Kurt threw his arm, forcing Scott back. His eyes opened showing empty voids as his hologram flickered off. Thankfully, everyone was in class and had been for the past twenty minutes.

Kurt snarled like an animal at his 'friends'. All of them stared back in fear at the blackness that had replaced his eyes. Now in his true form, Kurt crotched low to the ground, all common sense lost to the endless screaming in his mind.

"Jean, try to calm him down!" Scott told her. She nodded and tried using her powers only to get… nothing.

"I can't!"

"Why not!" Scott yelled, as Kurt approached them.

"I don't know. There's something blocking it!" Suddenly, Logan, dressed in his outfit, burst through the school's doors. In the split second it took for the now seemingly possessed Kurt to notice 'Wolverine' it also took for the screaming in his head to cease. His eye reverted back to their moonlight gaze and he slumped forward, uncounsuse (sp?).

"What happened?" Wolverine asked as he walked towards the group, retracting his claws.

"Were not too sure ourselves" replied Scott. "Kurt was just acting weird... why are you here wolverine?"

"Charles got a telepathic message. Something about a disaster at the school He sent me to check it out." He crouched in front of Kurt, checking his watch. "I don't know what happened here, but well speak about this with the professor. Something doesn't feel quite right." The group nodded as Wolverine threw poor 

Kurt over his shoulder. "His watch is fried. I'll take him back home and get Ororo to call sick for him. You guys better head off before you miss the entire lesson."

Jean glanced at her watch and gasped in surprise. They only had ten minutes left! "Alright, we'll talk right after school." Jean said as she rushed herself and Scott to their class.

"Um" Evan started scratching the back of his head.

"Safe it till later bub, you've got school." Evan nodded and started walking to his class. Wolverine rushed out with Kurt, hopping to get back to the institute without anyone seeing them.

As they approached, Wolverine felt a shiver run up his spine. He glanced around quickly and seeing/smelling no one went inside the building with Kurt still slung over his shoulder.

Within the darkness of his mind Kurt could hear the voices combine into one. They whispered one word that Kurt himself said with it.

"Play."