Kitty inhaled, her emotions going haywire. The proffesser wanted her to go in there! With that... thing! He'd said he needed her help with a mutant, but never mentioned the appearance OR the mental part.
"Kitty? Are you all right?" CHarles rolled up to her.
"Y-yeah." She couldn't look him in the eyes. He was the insane one.
"Don't lie to a telepath."
The girl sighed, "Proff you don't really expect me to go in there with... that..thing... do you" She directed her index finger towards the door. An edge bit into his voice. "That thing, katherine, is as human as you are, and.."
"and!" ahe cut him off, "He's crazy!"
"You'd be as well kitty if you'd gone through less than half the things he has!"
She backed, tears filling her angered eyes. "Can't you just like... go all telepathy and fix him yourself!"
"Trust me Kitty I've tried, but kurt unknowingly, has constructed a mental wall around himself. That's why I need you."
"To what!" she growled, slamming a fist into the metal door. "Break it? To become best friends with a mental freak!"
"Kitty calm down! Just go in there and try, he can't harm you, or mess with you in any way." Kitty snarled at the proffesers words.
"FINE. Whatever. But if something goes wrong, I am not taking the blame." With that she phased into the cell. Her entire body shaking to the thought of being locked in a room with...that.
Kurt curled up in a ball. The place where amanda had injected that needle still held a lingering burn. He wanted to hold it, but the straight jacket prevented him from any self comfort. Footsteps bounced off the walls, their owner placing a hand on his shoulder. Kurt jumped away, whipping around to see a girl. She had brown wavy hair, beautiful blue eyes, a petite nose, and full lips. All held together by a heart shaped face.
"D-do I know you?" He whimpered, eyes not daring to meet hers.
She stared, up close he was worse. Fangs, golden eyes that had bags so low you'd think he'd never known sleep. And this terrible blank expression that could send even wolverine running.
"No." Kitty put on her mpst compasionate face, though the bite in her voice seemed to alarm him.
"I-I d-don't remember you... are you real?" "Yes." She winced as the bite grew.
"n-no... you can't be? but." He held his head.
"My names Kitty. What's yours?" she already knew of course, but it seemed a bit better to hear it from him.
"Kitty?" The insane teenager closed his eyes, memory rolling back as deep as he dared. "uh... nien, I definetly don't remember an angel... it's all dark. All evil. Your piece doesn't quite fit.."
"What's your name?" Kitty repeated a bit louder.
"Kurt. Kurt Vagner." he retorted with the same tone before shrinking back.
"Did I scare you?" She almost laughed.
"n-nien.. I." He stopped as rapid waves of heat swarmed around his body. His legs burning no matter how he moved them.
"BURN HIM!"
"vas!" Kurt whipped his head to the door.
"What is it?" She turned, nothing was there.
"Ach! Anschlag!" He cried backing into the white wall.
"What are you talking about!" Kitty looked around. What is wrong with him?
The boys back arched in pain, his cries and screams being caused by something she couldn't see.
"bilden Sie es Anschlag!" Kitty shook her head, crazy or not nobody should have to suffer this. She breathed in his ear, her lips centimeters away from his face.
"Kurt, calm down. It's all right." "Bitte! Anschlag! Mutti hilfe mir!" "Kurt, calm down, it's not real. It's just in your head." SHe held his trembling body close. Not really caring that he was curled up so close to her/
"Keety?" He mumbled.
She grinned. "it's all in your head kurt, none of it's real." It was a start if nothing more.
"But i can feel it... Keety it burns! Zey're burning me, i didn't do anything but zey.. ARRG!" He held on tighter.
"It's all fake, calm down.. they can't hurt you."
He stopped thrashing, and pushed his head into her neck.
"keety make zem stop. please. Make it stop." The blue mutant whimpered. She was about to call the proffesser when an idea hit her. With ease she unlocked the straight jacket, letting his arms fall free. His expression changed almost instantly. he pained one became calm, his trembling replaced by a solid breathing. She relaxed and sighed, pulling him close again. He had said they were burning him? That he could feel it? She laughed.
"Your more insane than I..." Thegirl stopped, placing her face near his hair again to make sure...
If he was insane then... why did he smell like smoke?