Yin: Sorry, I know it's been a few days. We've just been busy with all kinds of things, you know? Anyways, here's the next chapter.
Kurt sat in his bed, alone. He didn't know if he wanted to be by himself, but he did know that he had to think things out.
He was nineteen, An entire year of his life was gone. His wife knew his mother, and he had a son.
He was supposed to be his father's lackey, but had left him, and it angered Azazel. So he sent someone to attack him, and that person carved an A in his chest, marking him as property.
Kurt felt like he should know something, something important. But for the life of him he couldn't.
"Well, he's Kurt," Amanda said.
Jean nodded. "Completely. Except now he's confused."
"Very confused," Raven added.
"I can sense things clearing out though. I'm hoping he'll let me search through his head and see if I can help though. It'll certainly speed things up."
Amanda sighed. "I'll ask him. i have to go check on him anyways."
"You idiot! You let him leave?" Charles yelled.
"I sent the Trackers after him," Azazel calmly answered.
"Without my permission?"
"I told them you commanded it...my lord. I was sure it would be the move you would have applied."
"No, it most certainly would not. Don't you understand his state of mind? You could have just ruined him! And you, most of all, should know why we need him so bad."
"But he's already in their midst. If we activate-"
"Your syrum failed Azazel. Failed! It's been cleansed from his system. But...you are right...he is with them. We might be able to use this. Contact the good Doctor. Perhaps he can fix your mistake."
"Yes sir," Azazel growled.
Charles ignored him. "While you're at it, alert the Team to ready themselves. We will be striking as soon as we can."
"Kurt?" Amanda stepped in his room.
He was standing, leaning on the window frame. "Amanda," He gently nodded.
"Hey you. I wanted to know if you wanted some fresh air. It's way to stuffy in here."
"Ja, zat vould be nice."
"Then come on! I'm going to go sit on the porch and watch the sunset."
Kurt grinned. "I'm up for it."
Amanda rocked in her chair as she watched Kurt. He was so troubled. "You know I love you right?"
He was silent.
"Kurt?"
"Ja, I know."
"No matter what, through thick and thin, I'll always love you. Nothing can stop that."
"I...I love you too Amanda," He gazed up into her eyes, his filled with a deep sadness and grief. "I don't vant to ever lose you again."
"Oh Kurt, you have my word you won't."
He weakly smiled. "I just...man if I could..."
"Remember? Jean sai she'd be more than happy to help..."
"Dr. Nathaniel Essex. Long time, no see," Azazel sneered.
"It's Mr. Sinister, but you already know that."
"Yes," Azazel drolled.
"Now enough with the grudges Little A, I have work to do. I'm sure you have some job to do, right messenger? You better get it done before you're fired," Sinister laughed.
Azazel's face filled rage and hatred as he teleported away.
"Prepare your children my Mayor, for there is a war approaching," Azazel informed the man.
"I said this once, I've said this a thousand times, I am not placing Pietro and Wanda in danger!"
"Just orders of the Boss, Lensherr, and I would not go against him. You remember what happened last time you did."
Mayor Lensherr cringed. "Yes sir."
"Are you ready to light more things than my son on fire Allerdyce?" Azazel asked.
"Am I ready? Shoot, I've been bloody ready for months mate!"
"Jason! Charles says he needs your Mastermind to help out. Are you game?"
"If Charles commands Azazel, there is no saying no."
"My dear Governor," Azazel bowed respectively, "The Onslaught is about to begin. We would like the bringer of Apocalypse on our side."
"Apocalypse and Onslaught go hand in hand."
Kurt gasped. He rubbed his head, a little perplexed.
He looked around, noticing he was in his room. Well, not his room, but it was where he was staying. Amanda and Lucas were across the hall, letting him heal.
Kurt smiled. Someone was snoring. It was probably Remy.
As he concentrated, Kurt realized that he did remember visiting Remy recently. Everything was fuzzy around it, but he definitely did remember.
Now if he could only recall what doom was that he felt was coming.
For the second time in her life, Jean attempted to walk through Kurt's mind. She was surprised how easy it was now. His mind was like a white sheet with a few lead smears across it, not like paper covered in blue glue. There was nothing hindering his memories except for his own misunderstandings. Once he was cleaned out, he would remember. But right now anything after the burning and teleporting away was hazy, except for the most recent occurrences.
Besides being a little shaky and disturbed about being lit on fire, Kurt was no worse for wear. He was still baffled about where the past year had gone, and time was disoriented to him, but he was adjusting well.
It wouldn't take long for his wounds to heal, this she knew. What disturbed her, and everyone else, was who could have done such a hideous crime. Even Raven said it was violent for Azazel.
Mr. Sinister shook his head. "Tsk tsk tsk. Such poor work. Luckily for you Professor Xavier, I happen to have a similar working solution. All I need is the correct voltage to charge it, and it will be ready for distribution."
"Voltage?" Charles cocked a brow.
"Yes sir."
Charles grinned. "I may have the person for you. Azazel!"
Azazel teleported to the call, apparently very frustrated to be torn away from his meal. "Yes?"
"Bring me the Berzerker. We have need of his abilities."
Azazel teleported away, only to return with an older teen.
"No! No! Not again!"
Charles walked up to the subject, patting him on the back. "There will be no tests today Ray. We only need you to electrocute these silver wires."
"Nothing more...sir?"
"Nothing more. Now that's a good lad."
Ray grasped the wires, and electricity shot through his hands and fingertips.
Connected to the wires were several vials. They all had blue liquid in them, but as the power surged through them, the fluid slowly turned red. Once the red settled and the liquid just seemed to crackle, Sinister gestured for the boy to be removed.
Azazel yawned, disappearing with the exhausted boy. He returned, eating his now cold food.
"Perfect," Sinister said. He picked up one of the vials, tapping it lightly. "Let it settle, and then it will be ready. We'll just have to insert it into the, ahem, patient, and he will be ours to control."
Charles nodded. "In the meanwhile, send for the Trackers Azazel. I do believe there is a woman that will bring my son here."
Yin: "Are you ready to light more things than my son on fire Allerdyce?" IDKY but I love that line! LOL it's almost funny :P
