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Super Mega Story Force Go Now!

The clean up of Juggernaut's mess went smoothly, and the trip back to the institute was quick. Especially for a teleporter. Azazel had teleported his sons and brother to the mansion, so Kurt could give them a tour. By the time the other X-Men had returned, they were already in the lower levels.

"And this..." Kurt said as the doors opened, "is the Danger Room. It's where the X-Men train for missions."

"I was right." Azazel commented. "This place is swanky."

"I like that it's big. I can actually fit through doors." Ophis admired.

"Bit over the top if you ask me." Marcus muttered.

"Marcus, what's going on with you?" Azazel turned to his oldest son, concern in his voice. "Ever since we arrived in Bayville, you've been all moody. I get it's different from-"

"It's not the town!" Marcus interrupted. "It's this. This place. Kurt's 6 years younger than me and he's already living in a mansion."

"Yeah, but it's not like it's my mansion." Kurt defended.

"That's not what I meant." Marcus rubbed his face.

"Then what do you mean?" Azazel inquired.

"His home... his life..." Marcus looked away, "it's so much better than ours." Kurt's face fell, as did his father's to a lesser degree. "He hasn't had to deal with anger and fear and mobs. His life is bloody perfect!"

"You're wrong!" Kurt burst. "I've had to deal with all of that! My whole life, just like you. Heck, the day I met Azazel I was almost mobbed at school. My image inducer broke and everyone saw me as I am. They looked at me with so much fear and..." Kurt looked down, "and hatred." His family looked at him with compassion and empathy and... confusion.

"What's an image inducer?" Ophis asked.

"Oh! That's right!" Kurt cheered up instantly. "I haven't showed you guys. You're gonna love it. Wait right here." Kurt teleported away and was back a second later. He held in his hand a wristwatch. He turned it on, and his blue, furry exterior was replaced by a normal looking teenager. His face fell again when he saw his family's reaction.

"What?" Ophis breathed. Marcus had an 'I was right' look on his face. Azazel looked like he was going to scream. He grabbed Kurt's wrist.

"What is this?" Azazel boomed. "Who gave this to you? Who told you that you have to hide?"

"I don't-" Kurt froze. His father ripped the watch of his wrist in anger.

"You don't have to hide!" Azazel continued to yell. "If people have a problem with the way you look, then it's their problem!"

"What is going on in here?" Professor Xavier came into the Danger Room in utter disbelief.

"Did you give this to him?" Azazel held up the inducer. "Did you tell him that he has to hide?"

"Yes." The Professor replied calmly. "It's for his own safety. You of all people know there are those out there who would not except him as he is."

"So he has to be the one change?" Azazel roared. "He has to conform to a society that doesn't even want him?" Kurt retreated a few steps. "He is who he's meant to be. Nothing more, nothing less." Azazel's voice softened as he turned to Kurt. "You don't have to change. If people can't except you, as you are, then they're the ones who need to change." Kurt looked up at his father with admiration.

"I agree with you, but," the Professor asserted, "right now that just isn't practical."

"Practical?" Azazel spun back toward the the Professor. "Practical?" He repeated. "What's practical about hiding who you are and living in fear?" Marcus and Ophis stood behind Azazel, their arms crossed. "What other lies have you told these kids?"

"You'd be surprised." Kurt chimed in.

"Kurt, please," the Professor implored the boy, "now is not the time."

"Now is the perfect time!" Kurt went on. "You've kept secrets and lied to us, to me, since I got here! I thought this place would be better..."

"Kurt, I wasn't trying to hurt you, I was trying to keep you safe."

"But not happy." Azazel chided. The Professor glared at the red man. "You think you know better, that you are better, but you're not. You're just like the rest of us. Figuring it out as you go, never knowing for sure if you're doing the right thing. Well this time, you were wrong." Azazel brushed past the Professor and out the door into the hallway, followed closely by his brother and sons.

Kurt accompanied his family to the foyer and immediately started groaning.

"Why did I say that? The Professor is gonna be so mad!"

"Kurt, relax." His uncle comforted. "Just because it breathes fire doesn't mean it's a dragon."

"What?" Kurt cocked his head.

"It's another Neyaphem saying. It means that not all perceived dangers are actual dangers." Azazel explained.

"Yeah." Ophis added. "What would he even do to you?"

"He-" Kurt thought a moment. "I don't know. I mean, I'm already on probation, so what else is there for him to do?"

"Isn't this a school?" Marcus asked.

"Yeah, why?" Kurt replied, confused.

"Doesn't that mean you could get expelled?" Kurt's face paled.

"The Professor wouldn't do that." Azazel opposed. "I'm sure he has your best interests at heart. He wouldn't kick you out on the street."

"Weren't you just yelling at him for going against what's best for me?" Kurt questioned.

"That's because he did. Unknowingly. People like him, who look normal, don't get what it's like to look this way. They don't know what we go through everyday. I genuinely believe that he wants what's best for you, but I also believe that he's going about it the wrong way."

"That much was obvious." The Professor said as he rolled out of the elevator.

"Professor, I am so sorry!" Kurt lamented.

"There's no need to apologize, Kurt. You're both right." The Professor looked to Azazel. "I've kept too many things hidden. Including Kurt himself." He turned back to Kurt. "I hope that you can forgive me."

"Of course." Kurt beamed.

"Does this mean you're going to where this thing," Azazel indicated the inducer still in his hand, "to school tomorrow?"

"No." Kurt declared. "I don't think I will."

Story Chapter Complete!

My chapters are still so short! Also, I hate typing on my phone because for some reason it keeps wanting to put everything in italics. Anyway, next chapter Kurt goes back to school.