"I am in a mood. I need to get something done."
I love Kung Fu Panda. I might write a fic for it someday. But today is not that day! Because the kind of mood I'm in is a 'I'm gonna write as much as I can' kinda mood. Also, chapter freaking 10! Yes! This is the most I've written out a story. EVER. Fan fic or otherwise.
I feel good about this.
Super Mega Story Force Go Now!
Kurt was given 4 tickets, but he had no idea who to take with him. Jean declined, stating that the last time she went to a circus she ended up being mind-controlled. Scott declined to go without Jean. Beast had informed Kurt that he and the Professor had some work to do on Cerebro. Storm and Logan were to lead a night stealth training session for the younger students. And Rogue said no. That left Kitty, Peter, and Gambit.
"Like I'd be caught dead at a place like that."
That left Kitty and Peter. Which meant that Kurt had and extra ticket... and a girlfriend. He didn't know why he hadn't thought of Amanda sooner. One quick call and they would meet her there. They were ready to go when...
"Kurt, I must insist that you where your inducer." The Professor nagged. Kurt groaned for the third time and rolled his eyes.
"I thought it was already decided that I'm not going to wear it anymore." Kurt grumbled.
"Actually, I'm gonna have to agree with him." Kurt spun around to see his father standing in the doorway. He wore black-dyed jeans and a grey t-shirt that read 'IT'S FUNNY HOW YOU THINK I'M LISTENING' in big, white letters. "After all, we can't have you stealing the show, now can we?"
Kurt couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, okay." He consented. The Professor gave Azazel a discontented look.
"Might I ask what you're doing here?" The Professor asked, suspicious.
"Picking up my adoring fans, what else?" Azazel retorted.
"Shouldn't you be at the circus? You are in it, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but my act isn't until the end."
"You're in the finale?" Kitty squealed.
"Um, duh." Azazel affirmed.
"That is so cool!" Kurt beamed.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Now let's go!" Azazel took Peter hand, Kitty's hand and linked his tail with Kurt's. Then teleported them all to in front of the big top tent before the Professor could get another word out.
Kurt's image inducer was on and he blended into the crowd seamlessly. His jeans and t-shirt mirroring his father's. Only his didn't have a snarky decal. Kitty had on a pink crop-top over a lavender tank with plain white pants. Peter wore a simple blue shirt and shorts.
"Kurt! Kitty! Over here!" Amanda came running up to them. She was wearing a breezy, yellow sundress. "It's so nice out tonight. I love springtime."
"I don't." Peter sneezed. "Too much pollen." The others laughed. Just then, a loud speaker came on.
"Ladies and gentlemen," came the announcemer, "please make your way to the big top. The show is about to begin!"
"That's my cue." Azazel smiled. "See you kids after the show!" And he teleported off to get ready. They made their way into the tent and sat down about halfway up the bleachers. The lights dimmed and the show began.
A man in an extravagant suit and hat walked to the center of the ring. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Getmann Family Traveling Circus! We have quite the show for you tonight, so sit back, grab some popcorn, and prepare to be amazed!" The ringmaster retreated backstage and a small car came out, and out of the car, came clowns.
"Clowns? Seriously?" Kitty scoffed. "That is, like, so old school."
"But it is not circus without clowns." Peter remarked.
"Shhhh!" Amanda shushed from beside them.
The clowns were doing all manner of crazy things, from throwing pies at each other, to accidentally setting things on fire. The crowd roared with laughter. After the clowns had cleaned up their mess (in a truly hilarious fashion), Marcus came into the ring dressed up like a boxer, with a championship belt and everything. He flexed and posed as the ringmaster chimed, "Straight from Middle Earth, an unassuming young lad with unmatchable strength!" He continued his monologue as the clowns began throwing all sorts of objects at Marcus.
Bricks, logs, pies, were all smashed to bits with a single punch each. The crowd marveled at the spectacle before them. Eventually the clowns ran out of things to throw, and tried, in vain, to pick up their car. Marcus walked over and lifted it, one-handed, as if it were a basket of flowers. Kurt found himself uttering a surprised 'whoa' along with the rest of the audience. The clowns all climbed up Marcus like a tree, and jumped back into their car as Marcus, two-handed this time, carried it out of the ring.
After Marcus and the clowns were gone, a beautiful woman with tan skin and brown hair walked into the ring. She was dressed like a zookeeper, a sexy zookeeper. The ringmaster began again, "From the very heart of Spain comes the one and only Conchita Cardoso, tamer of beasts!" The woman cracked her whip and 3 elephants, 2 tigers, a lion, and a lioness came forth into the ring. She had them perform tricks. The elephants stood on their hind legs while carrying hoops that the tigers jumped through, some as high as 6 feet off the ground. The lions jumped from platform to platform, some so small you could scarcely lay a plate on it. She cracked her whip again and all the animals left the ring.
She took a bow, but then a thunderous roar sounded from the shadows. Out stepped Ophis, walking on all fours he stalked around the edge of the ring, growling and glaring at the beast tamer. She cracked her whip, daring him to come closer. He pounced, but she combat-rolled out of the way at the last second. She cracked her whip and it made contact with his shoulder. He roared in pain. Kurt had to remind himself that it was all just an act.
Ophis swung a huge hand at his opponent and she dodged it. He pounced again, and this time she jumped up onto his back. She rapped her whip around his throat and pulled as hard as she could. Ophis closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground.
The beast tamer whistled and the elephants came to drag Ophis away. Kurt couldn't take it, he excused himself and made his outside. It took him a few minutes to find his uncle, but before he could call out, the Spaniard stopped right in front of him.
"You can't be back here! Performers only!" She barked.
"It's okay, Chita. Let him pass." Ophis smiled at Kurt. "He's the other nephew of mine I was telling you about." She stood aside, and Kurt ran to his uncle.
"Are you okay?" Kurt worried.
"I'm fine, Kurt. It's just an act. Conchita would never hurt me."
"Not even to save my own life." Conchita vowed.
"Aw, you're sweet." Ophis gushed. Conchita blushed. Kurt was confused.
"Wait, are you two... dating?" Kurt puzzled.
"Well, yeah. You think I would let her whip me if we weren't?" Ophis joked. "Now get back to your seat! Trust me, you don't want to miss your dad." Ophis shooed Kurt and he returned to his friends just as the knife thrower was finishing up.
"Kurt! You missed the cannon!" Peter whispered.
"Shhhh!" Amanda ordered. Both boys flinched and fell silent. The lights went out, leaving the entire tent in total darkness. When the light returned the stage and trapeze riggings were made to look like a ship. The ringmaster once again appeared in the center of the ring.
"Who here likes pirates?" The ringmaster inquired. Several people in the audience cheered. "Who here likes demons?" The crowd descended into a confused murmur. "Today, I present to you, the ruler of La Isla Des Demonas, the true scourge of the 7 seas," he paused for dramatic effect. "El Diablo Capitán!"
An inhuman sound was heard from high above, and Azazel dropped down, only to narrowly grab a rope and swing up to what looked to be the crows nest. He had changed clothes and was now wearing dark red pants, no shirt, a long black jacket with a large collar and gold accents with matching boots and hat. He had large black belt to which was fastened two, thin swords. He really did look like a pirate.
Azazel laughed maniacally as other acrobatic pirates joined him on the riggings. They danced through the air with the grace of birds. Until one of the pirates, one dressed in silver and grey, removed his jacket to reveal large, white, feathered wings. He charged toward Azazel, sword drawn. Azazel drew his own swords, and parried the attack. An intense sword battle ensued, the two men jumping and swinging all over the set. The angelic man lunged toward Azazel, only for Azazel to dodge. The angel's sword plunged into the chest of another acrobat. His dramatic display of death made it known that he was not really injured. Azazel, enraged, tackled the angel and drove his own swords into his enemy's wings, pinning him to the deck. Azazel then raised a clawed hand and brought it down, slashing across the angel's face. Azazel withdrew his swords and lifted one high into the air, in bitter victory.
The audience was silent as the lights went out once again. Kurt had forgotten how to breathe.
Story Chapter Complete!
Whew! That was taxing. I'm trying to add more description to my story. Let me know if I did okay. I don't know what I'm going to do next chapter. I guess we'll all have to wait and see.