Hey everyone! Okay, this is my first fic so be sure to review, but first I need to explain some things. This fic takes place at the end of Annual 2 of the Ultimate X-men Series, and that IS different from the Uncanny X-men, Astonishing X-men, The New X-men, ect. You can read this particular comic at the URL on my homepage. Enjoy!
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"How come every time I come looking for you, I find you in shackles?"
Selene sighed, looking down at her old friend. His blue body was completely limp beneath the restraints, save the occasional muscle twitch. From the moment she had set foot on the mansion grounds she had sensed his unconscious mind crying out, but now, standing beside him, it was even stronger. She reached out her hand and lightly stroked his furry arm and, through this contact, felt the full force of his unconscious mind. She felt his pain, his confusion, his loneliness…
Oh Kurt, How could they let you endure all of this alone? I'm so sorry…
Without breaking contact with him she pulled a chair up near the head of his bed and sat down. She then slid her hands so that they rested one upon his heart and one on his arm.
Hang on Kurt…
She bent over until her forehead rested upon his, and instantly encountered Charles Xavier's mental barriers. But something was amiss, they were weak. She smiled as she realized that Kurt must have been battling them since the moment they had been set in place.
That's right Blue, fight it!
Her smile grew even wider as she fondly remembered that silly nickname she had given Kurt so long ago. She pressed her mind harder against the barrier, amazed to find how weak it was, given that it had been constructed by the worlds strongest telepath. Energy that should be strong and direct was static and unfocused, and the strong mind that should be keeping these barriers enforced was…distracted.
Ah, Charles, with a woman are we?
She chuckled
Then I suppose we both got lucky tonight then, eh?
After of few moments of amusement, she again focused on the task at hand. She began pouring all of her determination into finding some proverbial "hole" in the barrier. After at least twenty minutes of searching, she could find nothing. She began to try another tactic, she attempted to contact Kurt's mind directly, but again to no avail. It was like trying to contact someone through cloudy, sound-proof glass. She knew he was there and she could almost reach him and make him aware of her, but it just wouldn't work. She let out a ragged breath of frustration.
Damn this barrier, Damn project 'Weapon X', Damn-
Selene sat bolt upright
ClickClackClickClack
Hard-sole shoes echoed down the corridor. In a split second, Selene had returned the chair to its original place and had hidden herself behind the privacy curtain. In walked a girl, probably late teens, early twenties at the most. She wore a lime-green shirt with elbow length white gloves. She had short brown hair with white streaks in the front.
Probably died it that way to look cool, the brat.
Selene wasn't normally this cocky, even in her mind, but she had sensed from the moment this girl entered the room, she had not come out of compassion for her fellow x-man. After a deep breath, the girl began.
"The professor doesn't want us to be in here…"
Yeah, he'd rather just leave one of his pupils to rot here alone…
"…And I don't even know if you can hear me…"
Of course he can hear you, he just can't respond. Having your mind trapped is not the same as being in a coma, you southern hick…
"…So I'll make this quick…"
Good, then I can get him out of here, and away from all of you…
"…I know what it's like to grow up being a mutant. To have people treat you a certain way just because you're different…"
You may have a mutation or some form of fungus, which is why you wear those tacky gloves, But you'll never know what he's been through, what I've been through…
"…I know it must be especially hard when you look different too. People who judged you just by the way you look, they probably thought you were a monster…"
Monster!?! They tried to lynch him!
"…I just want to say that after being inside your head…"
Heh, If you were a telepath you'd be able to sense me. If you were an empath you'd be able to sense me, and unless you got some other wicked power you haven't been in anybodies head!
"…Seeing what you really are…"
You'll never really know anybody, even if you have been inside their head…
"…On the inside…"
You don't know anything!
"…I know you're a monster!"
It took all of Selene's strength not to lunge through the curtain and gut that insolent wretch where she stood. She satisfied herself with the fantasy of it, her daggers ripping through that harlot's skin as though it were paper. How dare she insult her friend? Kurt was just confused, he was not a monster!
ClickClackClickClack
More footsteps echoed through the hall.
Who the hell could it be now? Wait a minute…
Selene struggled to comprehend what she was hearing. These footsteps were leading farther away, not closer. It couldn't be, she still felt an emotional presence in the room, a conscious one. Selene's breath caught in her throat when she peered around the curtain to find that the room was empty, save for herself and Kurt, a single tear running down his cheek. She walked over toward the bed, reached out and touched his arm, confirming what she had seen and sensed. As a steady steam of conscious emotion flooded through her, a smile returned to her face. She slid her arms down once again to their places on his heart and arm. As she bent over she whispered,
"It's going to be alright Kurt I'm going to make it all okay."
Instead of touching his mind, she began to pour herself into him. She fed him her courage, her strength, her belief in him, memories of friendship, and memories of happiness.
Come on Blue. Come back to me…
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"I know you're a monster!"
Rouge's voice rang through his head.
No! I am not! I am no monster! Mein gott kind! Sie sind so dummes! You know nothing of my life!
Images of blood, horror, and death still raced through his mind.
Yes, yes I killed. I vill not deny it, but I had no choice!
"But you didn't have to enjoy it. There's no excuse for that."
He spun around as Professor Xavier glared at him, that horrid, condescending glare.
No! You have no right to judge me!
Kurt leapt forward and impaled the professor on his standard issue 'weapon x' sword.
"You shouldn't have done that."
Now all of the X-men surrounded him. Scott, Jean, Kitty, Peter, Rouge, Bobby, Ororo and even Logan, were all poised, ready to strike.
Not this time!
Kurt advanced on each one individually, slaughtering them all. When they were all dead, he knelt down on the blood soaked earth and wept.
Mein gott…Vhat have I done? These vere my friends and I killed them…Rouge vas right, I am a monster…
Suddenly Kurt felt warmth creeping through his body. He wiped the tears from his eyes to find he was no longer on a bloody battlefield, but a warm beach. He looked around and saw two figures playing in the surf. It was a man and woman, both young and in their primes. Then scene switched, the same man and women were locked in what seemed to be a prison cell. But they were not upset or afraid, no, they were actually playing cards. Then the woman said something and elbowed the man in the ribs, at which point he let out a roaring laugh. Kurt closed his eyes, he knew that laugh, it was his own.
Kurt opened his eyes again to a dimly lit room. There was some one standing over him. As his eyes adjusted to the light he was able to see the person more clearly. She was young with ivory skin, and the most piercing deep blue eyes. Her long blue-black hair was tied back in a loose bun at the nape of her neck. She was clad in a long black trench coat, hiding what clothing was beneath, and black combat boots. She looked down at him, and with a radiant smile said,
"Hey there, Blue."
Kurt blinked a few more times in disbelief.
"Selene, vhat are you doing here?"
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To be continued…
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Translations:
Mien gott kind- My god child
Sie sind so dummes- How can you be so stupid
Mien gott- My god