I've been reading fics on here for years. This is the first time I've ever written a fic and actually published it. I always knew the first story I would post on here would be for X-Men Evolution because it's one of my favorite shows of all time and rather easy to write. At least that's just my opinion. My favorite character has always been Nightcrawler so expect this fic and any that come after it to be centered around him.

Super Mega Story Force Go Now!

Kurt felt like he wanted to punch the sun. He knew it was impossible for him to do so, but it interrupted what had been a wonderful dream. At least that's what he believed as the memory continued to fade. Kurt's frustration was interrupted by his alarm which was, ironically, not what had woken him up. Kurt decided to let the sun off with a warning and get dressed before heading down to breakfast.

When Kurt entered the dining room he found that the table was completely bare. He checked the kitchen and the cabinets and the fridge, but he found no food. At this point Kurt was thoroughly confused because he knew that there had been plenty of food yesterday and that Storm would never neglect to go shopping whenever they started running low.

All of a sudden there was a thunderous roar that seemed to come from everywhere at once. The ground, no, the whole institute began to shake. Kurt had no idea what was going on, but he knew it wasn't good. But right before he could react to any of what was happening...

Kurt woke up. He was lying in his bed, feeling like he had a black hole in his stomach. The earthquake had been another dream caused by his unsatiated hunger. Kurt was about to contemplate the fact that he had had a dream within a dream when his alarm went off, again, ironically, not the thing that woke him up. Kurt frowned at it and wondered how it could possibly be so utterly useless.

After pinching himself several times to make sure he was truly awake, Kurt went downstairs to the dining room for breakfast. This time the table was filled with enough food to feed all the people gathered around it. Kurt sat down between Rouge and Peter and began to help himself.

The former Acolytes, Gambit and Colossus, now known as Remy and Peter, respectively, had joined the X-Men after their shared battle against Apocalypse. Peter agreed to enroll at the institute after the Professor promised to help find his family over in Russia using Cerebro. Remy's motives, on the other hand, were less clear. Kurt was sure he was just here to get closer to Rouge, but when asked Remy simply denied it, stating he had a "change of heart" instead. Kurt, and everyone else for that matter, didn't believe it for a second. But the Professor had decided to give him a chance, so that was that.

Kurt was pulled from his thoughts when Peter gently tapped him on the shoulder. Kurt took his eyes away from where they had been carefully watching Remy to look up at his new teammate.

"Can you pass eggs, please?" Peter asked politely.

"The eggs." Kurt had gotten used to correcting Peter's English and actually took pride in doing so since he himself was not a native English speaker.

"Thank you." Peter replied after Kurt handed him the large bowl of scrambled eggs.

"No problem." Kurt said slightly hoping to end the conversation.

"Kurt," No such luck. "You seem to be, I believe the word is 'hangry'." Peter tried his best with slang and while he did use the word correctly, it was the wrong word to use.

"I'm not 'hangry', Peter, I'm just tired. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." Kurt returned with. Peter opened his mouth to say something else Kurt would probably have to correct when the clock chimed. It was now 7 o'clock. All the students, save for Scott and Jean, rose from their chairs to get ready for school.

The ride to Bayville High was rather uneventful, except for when Kitty slammed on the breaks to avoid hitting a squirrel that turned out to be an old scarf. How she managed to get a license to drive Kurt would never know. They arrived at the school without any serious injuries, to which Bobby attributed a small miracle under his breath.

Just like the ride before it, that particular morning at school was peaceful for the most part. Kurt thought the whole day would continue that way. That is, until he entered the cafeteria for lunch.

Duncan Matthews had of course graduated along with Scott and Jean, but his position as star quarterback and star bully was soon filled by someone just as equally muscle-headed. His name was Calvin Libowski, and he was just as nasty to the Xavier students as Duncan had been. Except while Duncan had had a vendetta against Scott and had tended to focus on him, Calvin dished out the verbal beat downs indiscriminately on his mutant classmates.

At the moment, Calvin was in the process of insulting Bobby, while Bobby was in the process of trying not to turn Calvin into an ice sculpture.

"I mean all you are is a big air conditioner." Kurt heard Calvin say as he approached. "Sure, you can make ice statues. So scary by the way. But you really don't have any cool powers, pun intended." Calvin smirked down at Bobby who was a good 5 inches shorter. Bobby looked as though he wanted to set Calvin on fire, not freeze him solid. But before he could do or say anything, Kurt placed a hand on his shoulder and gave Bobby a look that said 'he's no worth it'. As Kurt was now present, Calvin thought it a good idea to let him have a taste as well.

"Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Rotten Eggs himself. What's wrong, Stinky? Run out of smokebombs?"

"Yeah, I just put the last one in your mouth. When was the last time you brushed your teeth?" Calvin paused for a moment, dumbfounded by Kurt's comeback. He then retorted "At least I don't set off the smoke detectors!"

Kurt was unamused. He had gone through this same exchange almost everytime he ran into Calvin, and, frankly, it had gotten stale. So Kurt decided to say so. "Calvin, we've had this same basic conversation over 100 times. Get some new material already."

It was with this comment that Calvin lost it. He grabbed Kurt by the collar and rammed his fist right into the side of Kurt's face. This action drew blood as Calvin was, like always, wearing his dad's college grad ring that had a diamond set in it the size of a pencil eraser. Kurt gingerly touched the cut under his left eye. He, too, then lost it. Kurt tackled Calvin, sending them both to the ground.

Before anyone could stop them, Kurt and Calvin descended into a full on fist fight. They struggled and tussled, going this way and that. But somehow Calvin managed to get Kurt by the collar again and pushed, almost threw, him into the wall and everything went quiet.

Kurt lifted his hand to rub the back of his head where it had made contact with the wall. He heard a scream. Kurt looked up, and, seeing the shocked and terrified faces around him, looked down. He then, very quickly, looked at his left wrist. The impact against the wall had broken his image inducer and he was now blue and furry for the whole lunchroom to see.

"You've gotta be kidding me!" Kurt looked back up and saw the appalled expression on Calvin's face. "I knew all mutants were freaks, but you're some kinda super freak!"

Kurt didn't know why and at the time, he didn't care. He teleported out of the cafeteria and away from the school's campus. He tried to get back to the institute, but he couldn't teleport that far, so he ended up in the middle of town. Or more specifically the middle of the street.

A red sedan came speeding toward him. He avoided it easily by jumping up on the hood, over the top, and down the back. Horns were honking, tires were squealing, people were yelling, and Kurt was still in panic mode. He ran out of the street, up the side of a building, and onto the roof.

Kurt kept going, hopping from rooftop to rooftop until, in his distressed state of mind, jumped off the roof, straight toward a parking lot. He didn't react fast enough to teleport, but he didn't land on the pavement. He landed... in a net?

Kurt had no clue where the net had come from, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He climbed out of the net and took in his new surroundings.

He saw an enormous red and gold tent pitched in the middle of the lot and several trailers were lined up in a semicircle on one side of it. Kurt remembered the fliers he and his friends had seen throughout the week, advertising a traveling circus visiting the States from his native Europe.

Kurt whirled around when he heard a sound behind him and came face to face with the last thing he expected to encounter today. The devil himself.

Story Chapter Complete!

That does it for this chapter and there shall be more! You know, probably.