Okay, here comes my first fanfic! Please leave a comment and tell me what you think. I thought that this story takes place right after X2. I'm going to write this story more when I have time and inspiration.. I promise that other mutants will be there too. Oh, and I'm terribly sorry if there's a lot of misspelling and things like that, I've done my best but because english is not my first language it can't be perfect.. :)
And then I'd like to explain why I decided to use a character that wasn't in the movies.. Well, I had never seen X-Men movies before, and when I watched X2 for the first time I thought that a strange thing has happened.. I had written a short story about "Cats" a long time ago, and accidentally I had created a character that was a fierce fighter and had claws.. Just like Deathstrike in the movie. And when I thought that I wanted to write a story about Kurt who is my favorite mutant I thought that I could as well use the character I had created, because I wanted to use her somehow. :D And here's the result. Enjoy!
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"Throw her in!" "You fucking animal!" "I hope you truly are in pain!"
Kurt woke up. He had been sleeping for hours already after saying his prayers this night. He had absolutely no idea what was going on, all he knew was that a group of people had just got inside the church that Kurt was calling his home. He quickly stood up, and transported himself high above all those people. "Gehen Sie aus!" Kurt shouted, his voice echoing around the old church. He saw the people below him froze, and he heard them start talking quietly. "Now quickly, throw her there!" Kurt tried to see what was going on. "Shhh! We must get out now!" Kurt heard how something.. or more likely someone was being thrown on the ground. First there was a sound which Kurt thought was some metal hitting the floor, then obviously a human body that hit the ground. "I'm sure she'll never leave this place, the ghost surely takes care of that." Now Kurt really wanted those people to leave. He was slightly amused about the fact that people really thought he was a ghost, but he didn't have time to laugh to that now. He was worried about that someone who was lying at the floor right now. "Scher dich hinaus!"Kurt shouted, now louder than before. This time people left the church quickly, and Kurt heard how someone gave one final punch to that poor thing. When Kurt heard how the door leading outside was being shut, he transported himself down to see what had been going on.
A shuttered look appeared on Kurt's face when he realized what those people had done. A woman was lying on the floor quite close to him, and she wasn't moving. Kurt wasn't sure whether she was breathing or not. He took a couple of steps closer to her. "Fräulein?" Kurt asked quietly, not really realizing that this young lady probably didn't understand german. While taking few steps forward again, Kurt tried to see any signs that would show that woman was alive. And soon this strange lady showed that she was still in this world. The woman seemed to gather all the strength that still was in her, and she raised her head. She tried to put her weight to her hands, but failed and crushed back down again. "Kill me" the woman said turning her head so that she was able to see Kurt. Her voice was weak and shivering.
Kurt just stood there looking at the young lady. Woman had long, black hair that at the moment was messy and bloody. She had blue eyes that looked like diamonds, and Kurt saw absolutely now emotion in them. She had only a cold, blank expression on her face, as if she didn't really care what was going to happen to her. Then Kurt's eyes noticed woman's hands. She had long claws, that reminded him about Wolverine. It looked like she hadn't had strength to morph her claws away. In her other hand, her claws seemed to be in their full length. Kurt noticed some blood on them. But in her other hand, she had been able to pull some of the claws away. Kurt was sure that she would have been a fierce creature if only she had been alright and not so.. beaten.
Black-haired woman stared Kurt, and when Kurt didn't say anything to her she repeated her request. "Kill me" she whispered. Woman tried to raise herself up a bit again, but she couldn't. She just moaned quietly when moving made her pain even worse. "Nein, Fräulein", Kurt said and kneeled down next to the woman. "I vill not do zat" he said, now obviously remembering that he should probably talk english. Woman didn't answer, she just stared Kurt and tried to take some deep breaths. Kurt was sure that her lungs weren't working properly, he heard a bad wheezing noise when the woman breathed. He wasn't sure how much he would be able to help this mutant lady, but he had decided to try. Woman looked so miserable at the moment that Kurt couldn't do anything else than pity her. "I vill help you, Fräulein" Kurt said softly. He really wished that he could do that. Right after Kurt had promised to help the woman, a small laughter burst out of her mouth. After the laughter she groaned again, but was still smiling. Her eyes were full of anger. "Fuck.. you" shemanaged to say to Kurt. Kurt didn't understand what he had done wrong and why this woman talked to him like that. Kurt just stared the lady eyes full of amazement, then after a short quiet moment his expression turned from amazed to determined. He carefully tied his arms around the woman and lifted her up. Woman wasn't able to fight against Kurt's attention to carry her somewhere, so she just gave up and closed her eyes. The pain was beginning to be too much for her.
Kurt carried the woman to his so called bedroom, where some candles brightened up the room. He placed her carefully down to an old, broken mattress. After he had done that there was a quiet moment when there was no other noise than woman's wheezing breathing. Kurt started to feel more and more uneasy all the time, and he tried desperately figure out something to say. "Was ist your name?" he finally asked. Black haired woman turned her head a bit and stared Kurt's amber eyes. "You can just call me Cats", she said sounding like she actually didn't even want to talk to Kurt. "But zat is not your real name", Kurt said to her. "Of course it's not" Cats said to Kurt and her blue eyes seemed to flash slightly. Kurt turned his eyes away from Cats'. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to be rude" he said, and after that he turned completely away from her. "I'll just.. I'll need some'sing.. I'll be back soon" he mumbled, and then he disappeared. Cats closed her eyes now that she was left alone.
It didn't take long before Kurt came back, now carrying a small bag. Cats opened her eyes when Kurt appeared in front of her. "Oh, sorry, did I wake you up?" he asked looking truly apologizing. "I wasn't sleeping" Cats said to him. She was tired, but couldn't have slept because of the pain. The look on her face told Kurt that she had been hoping that he wouldn't return. "I.. I went to.. I got some zhings for you" Kurt said feeling himself very uneasy when Cats was staring him. "Right" Cats answered shortly turning her eyes away from Kurt. Kurt walked next to Cats, and opened his bag. "Painkillerz" he said and took some bottles out of he bag. Cats turned towards the painkillers, and without even looking more closely what pills they were, she opened one bottle and threw quite many pills to her mouth. She swallowed them, then looked away again. Kurt looked at Cats and looked like he was going to say something, but didn't say anything after all. Cats noticed this look on his face. "Well thanks. Could you leave me alone now?" she said to Kurt and closed her eyes. But Kurt wasn't ready yet. "Nein.. Sorry, I'd like to see vhat I could do to yer vounds" he said and took some bandages out from the bag. Cats just sighed. "Whatever" she said without even opening her eyes.
Kurt ignored the fact that Cats didn't sound like she wanted Kurt to help her. He just kneeled down next to her and tried to figure out what was the best thing to do. He decided that he should at least clean up Cats' wounds, and with that thought he disappeared for a while. When he came back this time with a bucket of water, he noticed that Cats' seemed to be more relaxed than before. She didn't open her eyes now, and when Kurt looked at her more closely he noticed that she was sleeping. Painkillers seemed to have worked. Kurt was relieved, because now he was able to tend to her wounds without feeling uncomfortable. He took a piece of bandage and put it into the water bucket so that it got wet. Kurt hesitated for a moment before he touched Cats, because he had a feeling that he was almost committing a sin. Cats clothes showed her body slightly too much. She had a tight, short top that barely covered her breasts. But at least she had pants that weren't that bad. She had brown, long pants (or at least Kurt thought they were brown, he wasn't sure though, because the pants were covered with blood and dirt) that were quite baggy. But Kurt decided to forget those thoughts, because he had more important things to do right now. Then Kurt started to clean away the blood from Cats' body.
It wasn't easy to wipe off all the blood. It took a while before Kurt was able to see the actual wounds. Some of them seemed to be very deep, those people had surely used some weapons when they had beaten Cats. Most of the wounds were still bleeding, and Kurt tried really hard to bandage the worst ones. When Kurt finally was ready, he looked at Cats as if he was trying to see how well he had done the job. Well, not too well, but she looked a lot better than before. And now that all the blood was gone, Kurt was able to see two tattoos that Cats had burned into her skin. The tattoos were on the both sides of her neck, and without even realizing Kurt touched some of his tattoos when he noticed them. "'Vrath'.." Kurt mumbled and touched gently a tattoo that was on the left side of Cats' neck. "..and 'rage'" he added looking at the other tattoo on the right. "Why are you so angry.." Kurt asked quietly and slid his finger across the 'rage'-tattoo. Then he suddenly sighed loudly and quickly stopped touching Cats. Kurt just remembered something. One specific moment came to his mind again. "Someone so beautiful shouldn't be so angry" "Storm.." Kurt sighed, and quickly took some distance to Cats. He sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall.
Kurt had tried to forget that white-haired woman. but now it all came back to his mind again, and Kurt suddenly noticed that he really missed her. But he couldn't go back to her. He wasn't even sure what she thought about him. Maybe she didn't miss him at all, who knew. Kurt had decided that it was best if he left Xavier's school, because he had started to feel that her feelings towards Storm were so wrong, and he had thought that he wasn't allowed to feel that way. But now he didn't know whether it had been a good idea or not. Maybe if he had stayed there, he might be with Storm, they could be lovers and.. "Stop, you fool" Kurt said to himself and closed his eyes. "Of course not, of course not.. Forget it.." he mumbled. Kurt opened his eyes for a moment again and looked at Cats. She was still sleeping. Kurt sighed slightly, closed his eyes again and soon he was sleeping too. But that night his dreams were mostly nightmares.