Title:Silence

Summary: His blue body only stirred slightly as he was thrown onto the lumpy cot of his new cell. A cell that would be home to him for the next ten years. Ten years that he would be the Governments lapdog. Ten years until he would gain back his freedom. AU

Fiction Rated: M

Genre 1: Angst

Genre 2: Adventure

Status: In-Progress

Category: Cartoons ยป X-Men: Evolution

Main Character 1: Nightcrawler

Previously...-

However as he stood there in the hall outside the cells he knew something had changed. The lights were dim, indicating that all prisoners should be asleep. But that wasn't what was wrong. The air of the room had changed dramatically.

He found his answer when he observed that the two previously unoccupied cells were now taken. Due to his mutation he could clearly in the darkness and make out the figures that were now dozing lightly on their cots, each with a metal collar like himself. They must have been newly acquired mutants.

NightCrawler glanced again at their sleeping forms. Now there was no question about it. They would have a hard time adjusting. Just like all the others that came from free countries did. He sighed as he looked at them with pity. There would now be a lot more happenings in sector seven. He prayed they were not given the same treatment as he was just given not to long ago.


Chapter 3

As usual, NightCrawler awoke to the dramatic change in brightness that took place every morning in the Compound. The dull ache of his body did not make the transition from sleep any easier. His clothes and most of his cot were now damp from him not properly drying before bed and now he was chilled.

He shivered slightly before he sat up. There was now dry blood spots that had seeped through his clothes in various places. The most was on his shoulder where the gash was. He could feel his fur stiff at the places where the blood had matted through it. The only thing that seemed to had gotten better over night was his ankle, but he would still have a bit of a limp.

He was broken out of his thoughts by a groan coming from the cell adjacent to him. He jerked slightly in surprise. Confusion hit him until he remembered the two new occupants from the night before. His eyes glanced over to the cell diagonal from him to see that the male was also coming to. He was rubbing his head and stood up shakily. They had probably both been tranquilized last night.

"Uhhg. I feel like I just got run over by the Blob."

NightCrawler heard the groggy female say. He didn't quite understand what she meant though. Maybe it was just American lingo. If she was still talking by the time the guards got here though, she would be yelled at. He silently got up and went about his morning routine, listening in on the oblivious duo.

"Kitty, that you? Are you alright?" The blue ape-like male said as he walked to the bars on his cell trying to get a better look. He seemed more aware now that he had heard the girl talk.

"Dr. McCoy? What happened? Where are we?" A small amount of panic had set into her voice. NightCrawler heard her grab the bars of her cell.

"Those people that captured us were mutant traders. We were probably sold. We could be anywhere by now." He paused momentarily to look around. His eyes roamed past the room, looking for something that could be useful. He did not see NightCrawler, but instead found the clipboards on the wall near the door.

"Kitty, do you think you could phase through your cell and get me one of those clipboards? They may give us a hint of where we are. But be careful. We don't want to aggravate whoever runs this place."

"Um, sure thing. Like, piece of cake right?" The girl said, seemingly more calm now that the elder had spoken but still obviously nervous. Nightcrawler watched unnoticed from the shadows as she came into view. Apparently the papers had been right about her power. Nightcrawler Watched as she walked over to the clipboards, quickly grabbed one (the African boys), and brought it to the ape-man.

She stood there silently as he tried to decipher it. He flipped through the pages momentarily before handing it back to her. As she was putting it back, he explained what he had found.

"Its all in German. I can only understand a little of it, but I think this is a testing faculty." He said slowly, as the girl moved back to stand outside his cell.

"Isn't Germany, like, a restricted country or something? Even if we do get out of here, we can't go far without someone reporting us. And we have no money or passports or anything. We aren't even in our normal clothes!" NightCrawler felt a pang of pity for her as she realized what exactly kind of country they were in.

"Yes, thats also true. And I don't think these collars are for show either. We may not want to draw attention to ourselves until we know more." His voice lowered significantly now, and Nightcrawler had to strain to hear him. "We may just have to wait it out until the professor can find us with Cerebro."

Night Crawler's eyes widened at this. He wondered if the professor they spoke of would really risk finding them. If he was caught in the process then he would most likely be executed. Did they really believe that one man would risk his life to save the two of them?

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the metal door lurch open, fallowed by the sound of footsteps. He watched as the girl gave a short sound of surprise before running back to her cell where she disappeared from his view. He saw a scowl appear on one of the four guards faces. He was probably annoyed at having to deal with new arrivals.

Today there would be no assignments, he knew for sure. He had just gone on one and was in no condition to go on another, as he was sure had been reported, and he knew that the African mutant still had not gone on one.

So that meant they would fall back into the routine, with the exception of the changes from the arrivals. They would eat with Sector Eight, and be taken of to individual areas for their specific schedules. The two new ones would probably have tests to determine their intelligence, blood type, medical problems, etc.

NightCrawler would most likely have to deal with his various injuries for awhile longer. As well as his damp, stained clothes. He shivered again at the thought of staying in them another night.

Each guard went to unlock one of the four cells. Only then did the new occupants seem to notice that they were not alone. He heard two sharp gasps, that he tried his best to ignore. Nightcrawler limped out slower than normal, keeping his eyes from straying over to the others. The African boy seemed to be doing the same. It was silent as the guards motioned for them to start moving. However, the silence was broken by Dr. McCoy.

"Excuse me, but I was wondering if-" He was cut off by a rough German order directed at him from the guard who unlocked him. His face contorted in confusion as he just looked at the guard. He tried again.

" I don't und-"He was cut off again by the same German order. Except this time a gun was pointed at his head. At once he froze and stood silently, until they motioned for him to move again while hissing German curses.

This time he complied wordlessly, but he did put his finger to his lips to tell Kitty not to speak. She nodded fearfully in return and kept her usually loud mouth shut. Nightcrawler kept quiet and fallowed the two guards in front of the four of them. He felt uneasy glances aimed at him, but ignored them the best he could.

He could scarcely imagine what it was like for them. For any of the newcomers. To be taken from their homes, so happy and carefree, and then tossed into this hell hole. He had forgotten most of his life before this place, along with some of the first memories of it. The faces of his guardians ( he couldn't remember if they had been his real parents or not) had long been lost to him.

His musing stopped when they reached the sector 7/8 cafeteria. When the metal door was opened he saw that the other sector was already there eating. He saw the three of them give wary glances at the newcomers before returning to their meals. He seated himself slowly, as not to agitate his wounds, and started at his meal. Nightcrawler carefully watched from beneath his bangs as the newcomers took seats at one of the empty tables, and the African boy sat across from him.

It was silent in the room other than the chewing and clinking of dingy dishes. Nightcrawler focused his attention solely on his meal, as per routine. He ate quickly, seeing as how they only had about twenty minutes total to eat.

However, his attention was ripped away from his food when he heard hushed whispers from the newcomers table. He couldn't make out the words, or even the tone of voice. He tensed. From underneath his bangs he saw the African boy do the same.

Shouldn't they have already learned not to speak here from the incident in the cells? Were they stupid, reckless, or both? Nightcrawler's tail twitched violently from his sudden agitation. He slowly took a deep painful breath(more like wheeze) and calmed himself, letting his tail curl and uncurl around his leg. He could not blame them for their ignorance.

As expected, Nightcrawler heard a shout from one of the guards, as he stomped over the the newcomers tables. Nightcrawler and the other captives remained seated and silent as they heard the guard shout German obscenities at them, all the while waving his gun about like a madman.

"Sorry we didn't -" the blue furred man was cut off by a quick hit from the but of the gun. The mutant swayed in his seat a moment before carefully cradling his head in his hands. The guard gave a final warning, and proceeded to spit directly on the teacher before walking back to his post.

The student and doctor sat there and stared in shock and anger at the retreating guard.

Nightcrawler wanted to snort at their disbelief, but kept himself quiet. As did the other mutants. Often times the new prisoners would act out when they first got here. He was just glad that they had refrained from lashing out at anyone.

Well, as of yet at least.

Sorry its so short after such a long wait. Hope you like it. Oh and yes reviewing does help. It was a review that motivated me to write this chapter.

Oh and it has not been looked over by my beta yet, so sorry for any mistakes or what not.

Now that I've started writing this again, I will probly continue with the next chap up shortly, but no guarantees.

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