I'm sorry I haven't written anything in a while but I just didn't feel inspired. Writers block, ya know.

Finally they touched down in a more remote part of France just outside of Paris.

"Do we have any idea where your 'Son' could be," Logan asked in an irritated voice.

Azazel nodded slowly, "Yes I have contemplated his whereabouts and I believe it is known as Notre Dame."

"That famous church," Kitty asked. This was huge for her, she had never been to Europe.

The professor nodded, "Notre Dame is about four hours walk away from our current location, we should start."

"That is unnecessary," Azazel said. "Link hands." Everyone did so, though feeling a bit awkward of this. Kitty nearly erupted in laughter from the look on Logan's face while he held Mystique's hand. Azazel closed his eyes and suddenly, in a cloud of red and a smell of brim stone, they were gone.

"Where are we," Jean asked.

"We are in the top room of the bell tower at Notre Dame, such a strange name," he said quietly.

"How did we get here," Logan asked.

"Azazel has more control and power with his ability than Kurt does. He can transport more people and to a longer distance," Mystique said, almost haughtily.

"Wow so we are in the most famous church in Paris," Kitty said circling the room. It was dark and cold, with small windows allowing for minimal light. "Not very…. Impressive is it," she said disappointedly.

"This is the upper rooms, the bell tower, There is nothing spectacular, except for the bells," Azazel said. He gazed around the musty room, his eyes almost soft in the hazy light.

"How do we find your son, Azazel," Mystique said.

Azazel closed his eyes, "Sharine," he called, "Sharine come to me."

There was a soft BAMF in the left corner of the room. Everyone turned to that side of the room, to see a pair of glowing white eyes.

"Father? Father is that you," a soft voice said. A short, purple furred boy crawled from out of the corner his hands traced along the floor until he reached Azazel's foot and he stood and clasped his father shoulder.

"Sharine, my son, do you know where Kurt is," He asked.

There was a flash of anger in the boy's eyes but it disappeared, "No father I have not heard of Kurt in a long, long time."

Kitty's eyes stared into Sharine's, they were so blank and white, they stared off into nothing.

He was blind!

"Do you have any idea where he could be?" Mystique asked.

Sharine smirked, "Mystique lose your son, we always knew you would," He said arrogantly.

Mystique started forward but Azazel stopped her, and shook his head, "WE?"

Sharine straightened, "Come out Jezenine," he called.

There was another BAMF and a red boy appeared in front of them, "What do you want father," he said with distain.

"Jezenine…. I thought you were in China," Azazel said with just as much distain.

"So sorry you don't keep track of your own children," Jezenine said.

Azazel growled, "Where is Kurt," he ground out.

"Little brother…. You lost our only hope!" Jezenine yelled.

"What are you talking about," Logan asked but was ignored.

"Hope? What do you mean?" Azazel asked cautiously.

"The Cheyarafim are coming, The war is coming," Sharine put in quietly.

Everyone turned to the blind demon offspring.

"What do you mean," The professor asked.

Sharine turned to them, "Kurt is the offspring of a demon in love, Azazel has never loved someone before now, that embodiment has given Kurt immense power that even he does not know exists. This can be used against the Cheyarafim, as a weapon of destruction. The eldest….our oldest brother has him," he said with a sigh.

"Nuin? I thought I killed him," Azazel said with clear hatred.

"You tried to kill your own son," Kitty said in horror.

Everyone turned to her and she shrank away, "He tried to kill me out of hate and spite. He is pure evil," Azazel said.

"Nuin is evil, he will use Kurt to begin the destruction of the Cheyarafim and…. The world," the Blind boy said mysteriously.

Seriously if I don't get some reviews I'm not going to continue this story. Hope you enjoyed.