Demonlrd reporting for duty in an uncharacteristically good mood! Why you ask? Because this is chapter 10 of my first published X-men story!!! W00T!! I thought I would've given up a long time ago. In celebration of this momentous occasion I give you all..... torte della nonna! (if ya don't know what it is, look it up, I ain't your Google) There's one for all of you, promise!! And I also give you... TWO CHAPTERS!! Wooo!!!
And these chapters are dedicated to: anyone who reads this story. That's right, YOU! and YOU! and YOU!!
I also give you... this update!!!! I don't own jack!!! or Candlejack!! But that's bes-

Chapter 10: …An Angel of the First Degree

Leigh laid silently in bed, listening to the soft rustling of tiny leaves. Her window was wide open and the plants (and Leigh) reveled in the cool breeze from the coming storm. Caressed and calmed by the wind, Leigh let her eyelids fall closed as she awaited sweet sleep.

Just as she started to drift off into a sweet dream, she heard a thud and quiet swearing. Her eyes flew open and she shot up in bed, staring at the dark figure in her room.

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Kurt tossed and turned in his bed. He was having a nightmare. No. Not a nightmare. A memory.

He was in a strange castle. Someone was experimenting on him. He was in his mother's arms. They were running through the dark. He was falling. He was being tossed and turned in the frozen river.

He sat up, gasping. He was in his room at the mansion. It was alright. Everything was alright. Then why couldn't he sleep? He'd been having the "nightmare" a lot lately. Maybe he'd have to talk to the professor about it.

Unable to fall back to sleep, and worried by the darkness surrounding his bed, Kurt slipped out the door and went for a walk.

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Leigh quickly flipped on the light, revealing…

An angel?

Indeed, he looked just like the angels depicted in children's books. He stared at her with shocked blue eyes and his head was covered in soft, perfect blond hair, his ripped T-shirt revealed perfectly muscled arms. She let her eyes move to his most important feature, long white feathered wings… covered in blood. She gasped as she took in the true scene before her. A mutant. An injured mutant. His left wing was full of bloody gashes, his blood-stained clothes were torn, and his shocked eyes were dull with pain.

Oh God…

The angel groaned and stumbled forward, a shocked scream escaped Leigh's mouth as she jumped up to help him. She squeaked as she fell forward and landed in her arms… his blond head resting on her chest.

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Kurt was wandering through the mansion's halls, lost in his own thoughts about Mystique and Rogue: his family. He was dragged back to reality when he heard a scream down the hall. Without thinking, he 'ported into the room. He blinked and took a reflexive stop backwards when he realized where he was. He was in the girls' wing. More specifically, he was in Leigh's room. And he wasn't alone. He turned bright red under fur and started apologizing.

Leigh was sitting on her bed in a tight black tank-top and Hellboy boxers with her arms around Warren's shoulders and his head on her chest. She looked up at Kurt in surprise as he tried to cover his eyes and apologize.

"Kurt!" She called over his mumblings. "This guy's hurt, can you help me get him to the infirmary?"

'This guy'? "Ja, of course." He grabbed her and Warren. "Hold on."

They disappeared leaving nothing to show they had been there but black smoke and blood.

Demonlrd did a stupid thing and said Candlejack so she's not h

The person responsible for explaing Demonlrd's stupid thing has done a stupid thing. If you don't know what that stupid thing was, Google it, I'm not your search engine. Anyway, I'm here to finish this chapter. Thanks for reading, leave a review. Read the next chapter.

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