Zewy: what you said about my story format made sense so I made some modifications to chapters 1 & 2. Tell me what you think. And does anyone know if I've been spelling Wolfbane's name right? Guten tag means hello and wer bist du means who are you. Enjoy!
Kurt just stayed on the balcony in his room for a while just feeling the cool breeze now that the rain had stopped It might have been too cold for someone without fur but it felt just fine to Kurt and it helped him to forget.
Or rather, to not remember so well, he would never fully forget it. It had been too horrid. Too painful, almost all the skin on his back had been ripped of that day and it was nothing short of a miracle that he wasn't scarred from it, at least, not physically.
He heard a knock on the door.
"Go away please." He said.
"Please let me in Kurt. It's Sierra."
He sighed and went to the door and opened it.
The younger girl's face was streaked with tears and it looked like she might sart crying again.
"Kurt I just wanted to tell you that I am so so sorry. I really didn't mean to."
Kurt sighed, "It's wasn't your fault Sierra, you don't have full control over your powers yet. And what you saw was only half of it. I was already beat up when the illusion started." they both walked back into the room.
"I know I shouldn't ask, but what happened before?" Asked Sierra, to standing next to Kurt kind of awkwardly.
"I don't want to talk about it." He said and then flopped back onto the bed.
she was thinking about pressing the matter but realized that that might not be good idea.
"Okay. Bye Kurt." She said and turned to leave the room, she noticed the open door to the balancony "do you want me to close that? It's getting kinda cold in here."
"No, just leave it open, I like it that way." replied Kurt looking up at the ceiling.
She took one last glance at him and left the room.
He looked so sad. I wish I could change the past. then I never would have made that illusion. then He would be okay.
Others in the mansion were thinking about Kurt too. Wolverine especially.
Damn elf! He lived through that and he still jokes and laughs and smiles all the time. He hardly even bats an eye at things that would scare other kids his age halfway to hell, and now I know why. He's right though; none of us would have believed it without seeing it.
The Professor arrived home with Storm about two hours later and heard what had happened from Jean.
"Is he still upstairs?" He asked.
Kurt was, so the professor headed up there to see him.
"Kurt, open up." Said the Professor when he got upstairs. Kurt did open up the door.
"Guten tag Professor." Kurt said gloomily.
"Kurt I heard about what happened. Are you alright?" said the professor entering the room.
"Yeah I guess." Said Kurt going back into his room himself and sitting down on the bed. "I just didn't really want to have to think about that again."
The professor brought his wheelchair as close to the bed as he could.
"It's alright. It was a traumatic experience for you and no one who had had something like that happen to them would want to relive it." Said the Professor understandingly. "And despite it you have still become what you are. Most people would consider it an accomplishment that you can even smile now. But you do, and do so often."
Kurt hung his head. "But I 'm still scared of what people will do to me. I still wear an image inducer when I go out. I'm still afraid."
"I'm afraid there isn't much I can do for you Kurt. But at least know this; it's all in the past and won't happen again. And even if it did, you now have friends who wouldn't hesitate to help you." Said the Professor. Kurt looked at him and smiled.
A week and a few days went by. Kurt dodged questions about things that had happened in his past and eventually people stopped asking. Pretty soon life was almost back to normal
Almost.
Kurt still couldn't help but think about what had happened. He'd even had had a few nightmares about it. About how so many people were so afraid of him, afraid enough to wish to kill him. That's what really scared him about, that they had been so terrified, and that people might still become that scared if they saw him without his holowatch.
It's all in the past; I'll never have to do that again. I'll never see him again.
The next day it was extremely nice out so everyone decided to go outside and play a game of what Cannonball and Iceman called 'mutantball'. It was basically baseball but everyone was allowed to use his or her powers.
The game was underway and Kurt's team was ahead and up to bat when the professor telepathically said: Nightcrawler, please come to my office.
"Oh man, sorry guys!" said Nightcrawler before tossing the bat to Roberto and teleporting into the house.
He got to the professor's study and saw the last person on the planet he expected to be standing there. Well, not the very last person, but close enough.
"Jimaine! What are you doing here?" He said, sounding shocked.
"Hello to you to furball." said the lady standing next to the professor's desk.
Jimaine was Kurt's foster sister; she was tall and dark with extremely long wavy hair that was currently bound up on her head. She was twelve years older than Kurt.
"Kurt, your sister thinks that you may be in danger." Said the professor.
"Danger?" said Rogue outside the door. She was inside since she didn't really like mutantball since her powers couldn't be used.
"Wer bist du?" asked Jimaine looking at Rogue.
"Rogue, come in. This is Jimaine Wagner." Said the Professor. Jimaine frowned.
" I use my father- mother's first husband, god rest his soul-'s last name. His surname was Szardos."
"Okay, so who are you?" asked Rogue. coming fully into the room.
"She's my foster sister, well, sort of." Said Kurt.
"So why would Kurt be in danger?" Asked Rogue, hands on her hips.
"I do not wish to tell you, it concerns only me, Kurt and the professor." said Jimaine, obviously wary of this newcomer.
"Jimaine, if it involves me, it involves the whole Institute." Said Kurt. He's then smirked, "Besides, Rogue's my sister too."
"I am not!" Rogue spluttered.
"Yes you are! We have the same mother!"
"She might be your biological mother, but she is-was- only my foster mother."
"Excuse me? You found your real parents Kurt?" Asked Jimaine.
Kurt quickly relayed how he found his real mother and who she was to Jimaine before asking,
"So why am I in danger?"
"Stefan is looking for you."
"He's always looking for me."
"It is different this time. He has a way to find you. He found a mutant who can detect other mutants. His name is Caliban."
A horrified expression came over Kurt's face, an expression that Rogue had last seen while they had been seeing the illusion.
Kurt's worst nightmare was coming true. He might have to see Stefan again. His foster brother. he fell back into the chair opposite the professors desk.
"Whoa, wait. Who is Stefan?" Asked Rogue. "
Stefan is my older brother and a madman. He is hell-bent on killing Kurt for no reason anyone can think of. When mother and father sent him here they thought he'd be safe." Said Jimaine with a fir burning in her eyes.
"Yes, however, that is no longer the case. And we must assume that Caliban is being forced to detect Kurt and that they are on there way here now." Said the Professor.
"Stefan may be mad, but he isn't stupid. He'll bide his time, he has until now, but now that he has a foolproof way of finding Kurt, I doubt that he'll wait long. Anything you throw at him, he'll twist around. He won't avoid killing, as a matter of fact, he'll want to kill, and he will hardly even care who dies as long as he gets what he wants in the end." Said Jimaine gravely. "He is why Kurt nearly died back in Germany, just eight months before coming here." "
One man caused that?" Asked the Professor, shocked.
"Ja." Said Kurt, standing up. "it happened like this;
"I was tired of being cooped up inside so I went outside, it was alright since out house was in the woods. and I went farther into the woods than I had ever gone before. I went so far that I got out of them and was on the edge of a town. That's when I saw it. A little girl. She was no older than six years old, with bloody gashes on her arms. And Stefan was holding the knife. Stefan and I, when we saw each other didn't get along but I never would have expected something like this.
" I rushed in and tried to grab the knife but Stefan saw me and pulled away, he is much a taller than me but not much stronger. He and I fought for the knife and the little girl ran off screaming about a demon. She meant me. She brought back villagers.
Stefan saw them and then he twisted around, hit me in the face above my left eye with the knife and then stuck it in my hand and fell down, making it look to the people as if a had shoved him down. I was now holding a bloody knife and standing over Stefan. Guess that the villager's thought had been trying to kill the little girl? So, I ran." Kurt sighed and sat back down.
"How could someone, even a nutcase, try to kill a little kid? That's just-just…" Rogue was at a loss for words.
"Well it is what he did, and might have done more than once. But now it's Kurt he wishes to die, and not just die, but suffer." Said Jimaine darkly
More soon! I update fast. Any suggestions are welcome. R&R.
