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Ahem. Back to An AU Story
Disclaimer: Refer to first chapter, Drago belongs to sayainking90
His tail drooping, Kurt wearily plodded his way along the road, Kitty trying her best to support him. Logan and Drago strode on ahead, both refusing to show any signs of fatigue. The four of them were currently walking alongside a seemingly endless road, heading towards a town where they could catch a ride, based on the knowledge of Kurt and Kitty. They would have hitchhiked, but there wasn't a car in sight, and after hours of walking, they had lost hope of ever seeing one.
Drago and Logan were still going strong, thanks to the combined strength of their healing factors and sheer will. Kitty was tired, but she was determined to keep going, if not only to avoid losing face in front of the two men. Kurt, however, was worst off. He still had not fully recovered and was exhausted. His high metabolism rate wasn't helping and he needed food and water. It was only Kitty's support and words of encouragement that kept the blue mutant conscious.
"K-serup, danke, sie, Katzchen…" mumbled the slightly delirious boy. Kitty looked sympathetic for a moment, before she smacked Kurt across the head. "Pull yourself together, Fuzzy!" she ordered the shocked mutant. Rubbing his head, Kurt looked sullenly at Kitty before straightening up slightly and moving on with a bit more energy. Kitty adjusted her position under Kurt's arm and murmured, "Can't have you conking out now. Not when we're already-"
"We're here!" Drago cut her off abruptly, grinning in a way quite unlike his usual self.
Kurt mumbled something that sounded like "Finally!" then promptly dropped to the floor. Groaning and smiling at the same time, Kitty dragged him up, hurrying to catch up to the two other mutants.
'SNIKT!' "Whaddya mean ya won't serve us food!" Logan snarled, his claws at the neck of his offender, a teenager behind the counter. The fast food restaurant called 'Burger Alley' was currently deserted, leaving only the queer troupe, the part-time teenager, and the rest of the staff(who were hiding in the kitchen).
"L-look! I-I know what y-you guys are!" the boy yelled, desperately trying to hide the fact that he was trembling like a leaf. "Muties! Besides, you ain't going to pay for the food anyways!"
"Look, my very good friend's in need of food really badly, can't you just give us something to eat first?" Kitty demanded angrily.
The boy shook his head and muttered under his breath, "Mutie scum, not even going to pay up."
"What did you say!"
Backing up slightly, the teen stammered, "Y-You muties know the l-law! E-even if I do g-give you anything, me and m-my family's done for!"
Puzzled, Drago asked, "What law?"
"Kid, you've been a hermit fer way too long," Logan remarked, still glaring threateningly at the poor boy, who had started eyeing Kurt warily.
Ignoring Logan, Drago turned to Kitty. "Five years ago, Trask and Stryker weren't enemies. They had connections. The two scumbags managed to worm their way to the ear of the president, and so…" She gestured at the nervous teen.
Drago frowned but said, "I expected something like this. It's unavoidable I guess."
Kurt shifted, making the teen jump, and croaked, "I need somezhing to eat…Bitte…I'm…so…hungry." This time, the boy seemed to become less frightened and spiteful again, hissing, "Good! Maybe you'll die of starvation!"
Immediately, Kitty had the boy, who had resumed his trembling, at knife point. "Food! Now!" she snarled threateningly.
The boy was starting to whimper now, (and with a short, hairy, growly man's claws coupled with a scary, angry girl's knife pointed at him can you really blame him?) but remained adamant. Annoyed, Drago ran a hand through his hair and said, "It's hopeless… He's not going to give us anything even if we threaten to maim him."
Kurt let out a pained groan, causing Kitty's eyes to harden. "I'll just take what we need then." Resting Kurt on one of the nearby chairs, Kitty phased through the counter and the boy, grabbed a few burgers and, ignoring the boy's feeble protests, hobbled out with Kurt without turning back.
As they left, Logan and Drago could hear Kurt's own protests against taking the food.
Logan gave the boy a slight cut with his gleaming blades before letting them retreat back into his knuckles. "Watch yerself, bub."
Gently pulling Kurt's form closer to her, Kitty followed the man out.
Before Drago followed the other three out, he turned back and said, "I'd take Logan's advice if I were you." The boy blinked.
"What kept yer?" Logan asked offhandedly.
Drago shrugged.
Logan raised an eyebrow but let the matter drop. Looking at the two in front of him, one devouring the food and the other just watching, he said, "Now for Xavier."
Sighing, a figure set down a helmet that had an 'X' on it, and murmured, "Logan, where are you?"
"Professor!"a redheaded girl called, her voice reverberating inside his head.
"Yes, Jean?"
"Scott and the others are fighting intruders out in the front!"
"How do you know they are intruders?"
"Actually, they didn't really barge in. Jamie let them in, but Scott and one of the intruders got into a fight. Now they're all fighting! I can't get them to stop!"
"Don't worry Jean, I'll handle this."
"Okay, Professor."
Rubbing his bald head, Professor Charles Xavier smiled wryly, "Always in the end."
Logan flew back as a red blast hit him, tumbling and trying to regain his footing. He managed it in no time and, as his injuries began to heal, he launched himself at the perpetrator, a 17 or 18 year old boy with dark brown hair and a pair of ruby red sunglasses perched on his nose. The young man wrenched the sunglasses off and blasted Logan. But Logan was prepared this time. Flexing his hands eagerly he slashed at the boy.
However, before the feral could cause any permanent damage, he was lifted off his victim and suspended in the air by some strange force. Looking down, he caught sight of a redhead pressing her fingers to her head in a way that was all too familiar, with her brow furrowed. She held him up for quite a while before she finally had to stop and she tossed him. That toss was actually quite light, Logan reflected amiably in his mind before there was a jarring pain in his side, clearly showing that he had reached his destination.
'SNIKT'
Cracking his neck, Logan grinned wildly before letting out a growl and charging at the boy, who was being helped up by the redhead. As he ran, he heard Kitty yell something as he charged forward. He was so close. 5 meters…4…2 and a half…the redhead looked up in surprise and so did the boy. Healing factors sure came in handy. He could make a killing blow…
"Logan! Stop!"
Logan stopped abruptly, partly because he realized that he had been about to murder a young boy and partly because of the familiarity of the voice inside his head.
"Chuck?"
Kitty put a feverish Kurt near the gates, a safe distance from the fight(Nein, don't… Allergisch auf Marshmallows). She then joined the fight as the boy's friends started attacking Logan as well. "Great job, Logan! Make the guy who can shoot lasers out of his eyes angry! What happened to asking for help nicely?" Kitty yelled as she phased through a jet of ice. She blew a strand of her out of her face and huffed in frustration. "If only I could kill…" She was currently fighting a sandy-haired boy around her age that was covered in ice, an African-american blonde-haired boy with spikes growing out of his body and a younger boy who could duplicate himself. Normally, she would just stay in the background and take note of the situation while Kurt fought, but now Kurt was indisposed and she had to take action. The problem was she couldn't. Not without maiming or seriously injuring the boys.
When the spike-boy nearly nicked her, she was sorely tempted to gun them all down. Forcing herself to stay calm, she analysed the situation. In reality, they were all pretty inexperienced, especially the youngest boy, whose clones seemed to be bumping into each other instead of fighting her. The other two were pretty good, but the spike-boy's aim wasn't as accurate as hers and the ice boy was way, way too cocky. Speaking of him… "Hey! I think I'll say sorry in advance in case I hurt you too bad later on accident or something. I mean, you'll definitely get it pretty bad, but I'll try…"
Gritting her teeth, Kitty drowned him out, avoiding yet another barrage of spikes. Grabbing one, she lobbed it back, smirking as she heard a yelp from the annoying boy. She normally didn't get this angry so easily but lately after escaping from Trask, she had been feeling irrationally irritated at everything. She tried to focus, but was momentarily distracted as Drago, in a form she had never seen him in, sped past her, turned and shot a jet of fire and his chaser, a gothic-looking girl with a white streak in her hair. Her eyes widening, she leapt to the side, rolling clear of the fire just in time.
A man with steel skin soon appeared behind her. They conversed a bit before the girl whipped off her gloves and touched the man lightly. After a few seconds she took of her hand and raced off, his metal armor starting to creep over her body. The man swayed a bit before regaining his senses and chasing after the both of them, moving surprisingly quickly considering the material he was covered in.
Drago snarled and twisted his scaled body around, shooting three bursts of fire in quick succession at the approaching pair. A fireball landed in front of the girl, effectively slowing her down. Surprised, the girl had lost her balance and had tripped. The metal man slowed down to help her up and Drago took the opportunity to shoot a jet of fire at him. The fire glanced off the metal, barely scarring him. Drago frowned, "Strong stuff." Shrugging, he ran forward to attack, baring his fangs.
He was a fearsome sight indeed. A long, black tail was lashing around madly the black wings that had sprouted out of his back were spread wide open. His eyes enveloped in black. The man barely dodged his attack and, after he regained his footing, Drago was poised to strike again. Flying up, he dived straight down at the metal man. Suddenly, a bolt of red came from seemingly nowhere. Drago's eyes narrowed and he veered sharply to the side to avoid the unexpected attack. Landing, he spotted his attacker. It was a boy with long blonde hair that looked strangely alike to the teen currently fighting Logan. His palms were glowing with the same red energy that Drago had just narrowly dodged.
"Almost got him!" the blonde boy shouted, grinning at the metal man and the gothic girl. Drago shot a thin line of flame at the boy, smiling slightly as he jumped in surprise. His smile disappeared, as he suddenly found that he was unable to move a muscle. He strained his body, willing it to move, but to no avail. He turned to see the redhead that Logan had been fighting looking at him with intense concentration.
"Telepath!" the scaled mutant thought. He flitted his eyes to Logan. He was surprised to see both the feral and the teen he had been fighting looking past him. Logan mouth was showing the beginnings of a smirk and he had relaxed his stance a great deal. Meanwhile, the boy was looking as tense as ever, his hand on his ruby red sunglasses. In the corner of his eye, Drago caught sight of Kitty surrounded by many clones of a boy and with a ice covered boy and a blonde boy aiming their hands at her.
Finally, Logan said, "It's been some time, Chuck."
Ok, before you guys ask any questions, I left a huge gap in the story line. I know that suddenly their at some unnamed town and then their at xavier's but I'll explain that next chapter. I'll also explain why Kurt's still weak despite already having food. So, just look forward to the next chapter!