Title: The Falling of a Knight
Chapter Title: None
Author: Cristof Wagner
Rating: PG-13
Category: X-Men: Evolution
Genre: Action / Drama
Status: Incomplete as of Chapter Three
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men: Evolution or the characters thereof. In short the charters and show belong to Warner Brothers and a host of others including Marvel Comics, but the plot belongs to me. Oh well, I glad I'm not making any money off of this. I may not own the above show/title, but I do own Cristof Wagner (aka ColdKnight), Laurie Summers (aka Hera), and Samuel Munroe (aka Quasar), Nicole Tolansky , and Sarah Dukes (aka Centurion)
Author's Note: This story is placed before 'Proof is the Protector' (chronologically speaking) by about two years.
{Thoughts}
::Telepathy::
German
The terms were set and the battle would soon be fought amongst them, the seven combatants upon the grounds of the illustrious Xavier Institute. Cristof told the older generation of X-Men, their parents, that it should just be the four of them against only Sam and himself, but when he reluctantly revealed to them that Laurie had on occasion joined them in training and had indeed also grown in power a great deal they had insisted that she be included much her own disapproval. Apparently she didn't want to fight, it had never been something she wished to do. She'd fight but only if it was important.
The terms of the impending battle were simple. It would be four versus three. To be specific it would be Kurt and Kitty Wagner, and Ororo and Logan Munroe versus Sam, Laurie, and Cristof in an expanded game of capture the flag. Cristof was not allowed to use his extraordinary speed in order to find and acquire the flags. Yes flags as in more than one. All accounted for there would be twelve flags that would be placed around the Institute campus by a few of the X-Men not participating, and two team flags would be in the possession of the team captains who would have to be captured and detained for at least 4 hours. Each of the flags would change color once touched by one team or the other whichever team had all the flags under their 'control' would win. There would be of course no intent to injure allowed in the competition. Other than those rules the application of mutant abilities to the proceedings and acquisition of said flags. The game would take place on the weekend roughly 48 hours and counting. Presently just about everyone was relaxing in their own way. Cristof was just lounging in well... the lounge actually. He had stretched out on one of the couches with a good book as he had been for several hours.
For as long as Cristof had known Laurie she had always tried to sneak up on him and he as an empath made that an extremely difficult endeavor. He always knew when she was there-her emotions tended to be so damn loud especially when she thought that she'd actually succeed and that would add an element of hope to the emotional mix. So as Cristof lay on his back comfortably reading it came as no surprise to him that he felt a twinge of nervousness at the doorway floating toward him. He knew who it was... anyone else would have said hello or otherwise made their presence known (well maybe not Logan). She didn't make a sound, she didn't even dare to breathe when attempting to sneak up on Cristof.
She had almost made it to the end of the couch, but as she was about to make a move to snatch Cristof's book he decided it was time to end the charade and finally spoke up.
"You know by now Laurie zhat zhe only vay you could sneak up on me is if you vere indifferent about it."
Laurie stopped in midair and mid-reach. Cristof could sense her reaction even before she spoke. Laurie Summers was only a breath away from incinerating both him and his book. Something about Laurie Summers that most people didn't realize-when she's agry she has two modes only Rage and Screaming Rage. She slowly lowered herself from the air to sit down on the armrest of the couch - her rage lifted and gave way to being slightly amused that once again she could not sneak up on Cristof.
Setting his book down on his leg after he noted the page he tilted his head back and looked up into her downward slightly amused gaze. She pointed her right index finger down directly toward his face.
"You know Cristof, one of these days I will sneak up on you"
"It von't be today Laurie" Cristof said "but nice try. You vouldn't have made it as far as the doorway if I hadn't been reading."
"Yeah thanks... I guess." Laurie started looking down toward Cristof. Her face seemed to lighten a bit as she remained silent for a moment and then spoke again "Wanna go see a movie?"
"I have a meeting with the professor in... oh twenty seconds. Wait for me in my room and I'll be there right afterward Okay?
"Alright, but don't you think I'll wait forever..."
*Bamf-pop*
Laurie was cut-off in mid-sentence as Cristof rushed off to keep his appointment with the professor.
--Xavier's Study-
Cristof finished his teleport just in time as the clock on the wall chimed the fifth time. As the sulfurous mist cleared Cristof noticed with passing interest that Xavier was once again looking directly at him or rather where he knew the lad would 'port in.
"You know zhat it alvays weirds me out vhen you do zhat professor." Cristof said mocking something he had heard Scott say more than once in the past.
"You know Cristof I believe that others might share that view." Xavier started with a slight chuckle on his part. "You wished to speak to me about something"
"Yes professor I did. It iz actually a matter of great import. It iz in regard to a mutant."
"Interesting. What is this mutant's name?"
"Wendy"
"and her last name? Where is this girl located?"
"I don't know either professor"
" So Cristof let me make sure I understand you. All you know about this mutant is her first name?"
"Well I know that she is a very nice person, but beyond that I'm afraid not. I do know what she looked like though."
"Then perhaps you could tell me how you know that much, and what do you mean you know what she 'looked' like?"
"Well zhat's vhere zhis gets interesting professor. Do you remember my sixth birthday party-the one where all of you surprised me?"
"Yes, I remember we spent half of the afternoon looking for you and then you spent the other half sulking."
"Yeah sorry bout zhat I didn't mean to ruin zhe party, but back to zhe point... when I was gone I was in the trees playing... and there was a girl already up there."
"I take it that this is the Wendy of whom you spoke?"
"Yes professor it is. You see she was a mutant, and still is I vould presume."
"How did you know that then?"
"Vell it vas pretty obvious professor. She had a feline body type complete with black and white fur markings." as Cristof spoke the professor's eyebrow raised of it's own accord. Cristof cleared his throat. "she alzo shorted out my vatch for me. Electrical energy emission of some kind I would imagine. She was also teleporting right along with me."
"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner? With such distinguishing features this... Wendy should have been with us."
"I am sorry professor, but I vas being a bit selfish. I vanted to be the one to find her. I have searched most of the surrounding states, and have come to the decision that I require help."
"Then tell me everything Cristof."
As Cristof spoke and told the professor everything about what happened that day nine years back the professor listened attentively making sure not to miss a word, and that was no small matter as at times Cristof rambled off talking about how nice Wendy, or how beautiful she was. Finally Cristof got the entire story out and the professor wheeled over to cerebro and entered the information that Cristof had given him about his childhood friend.
"Alright Cristof, Cerebro is calibrated to the type of powers and physical parameters you described. If Wendy uses one of her active powers then it will notify us."
"You vill let me know as soon as it finds her, right professor?"
"Yes Cristof I will notify you as soon after Cerebro alerts me as is possible."
"Thank you."
"No, thank you Cristof for bringing this girl to my attention."
*Bamf-pop*
It had been more than an hour since Cristof had originally 'ported into the professor's study to talk to him about finding his childhood friend Wendy. He was finally through speaking with the professor and could 'port back to his room. He wasn't expecting Laurie to be there when he got back, but she was there. She had waited for him despite implying that she wouldn't wait if he took too long talking to the professor. Then it hit him like a wave of liquid fire. unlike what he felt from Laurie earlier this was no mock rage this was a modicum of worry, and near-violent anger. Now the confusion hit him like a wave, along with a navy blue book that was usually kept in his bedside drawer. As it struck him in the head he wondered why Laurie was so angry.
When the initial pain of being struck in the head by a hard-cover book died down Cristof looked down and finally recognized the volume that had struck him. It was his Journal. She had been reading his journal. Laurie chose this moment of realization to begin screaming at him.
"Who the hell is this Wendy you blue freak?"
"A friend Laurie. Vhy vere you reading my journal? It's private."
"Obviously because you didn't want me to find out about her, right? You'll never find her, she can't love you as much as I..." Laurie screamed at the top of her lungs as balls of plasma began to take shape around her tightly balled fists. The energy began to grow even brighter but her voice faded out before she finished the thought.
"Vhat's vith you. You violate my privacy and you're the victim?" Cristof calmly asserted as he silently tried to cool and stabilize the plasma gathering into mere inert force. " I don't know vhat you're talking about right now. You know I never lie. Never have-- never vill. Here's the situation: There could be something romantic zhere but we vere friends, you're jealous over nothing. If you have reason to vorry you'll hear it from me first Ja?"
"Truth?"
"Absolute."
The mood in the room lightened almost immediately. Laurie was definitely still worried about the possibility of Wendy even being a possibility in the mind of Cristof, but less angry about him keeping something from her. Cristof on the other-hand was silently seething in unseen anger. If Laurie had been close enough she would have been stricken with frostbite as the temperature of the air directly around Cristof turned decidedly arctic-like.
{If he wants to start seeing other people he'll tell me. I'm sure he would.}
"So Laurie vhy vere you reading my journal? I'm just curious."
"Same here."
"Fair enough. please don't do it again." Cristof said with a dark tone in his voice that had not been apparent before. It had just hit him what she had said. She called him a blue freak. Maybe she hadn't realized what she said but she just told him what she really thought ...how she really felt. He turned his back to her he wouldn't let her see that his eyes had a layer of ice over them literally. He could no longer see-he'd have to wait until either the tears stopped or he was in control of his powers again before it would go away.
"Alright Cristof I won't." Laurie said "I'm really sorry..."
"I von't tell you zhat it's alright cuz it'z not."
Laurie couldn't verbally respond to his last comment, for some reason he wouldn't forgive her and she didn't know why. Nor would Cristof look at her which hurt her. Cristof broke the silence for her.
"Please leave Laurie."
This was unheard of between Laurie and Cristof neither had ever asked the other to leave their presence. Laurie floated to the door and left without a word. Cristof shook his fists in apparent rage. Of all the people of the world he had never expected one of his friends, another 'X-man'...Laurie to call him that.
Finally after seething in rage for the last ten minutes Cristof's eyes thawed. He picked up his journal and looked to the last page. There was writing there that he didn't remember writing even though it was written in his hand. Laurie hadn't mentioned it. She didn't speak german.
Cristof this message is for you. Laurie Summers is not the one for you. I know this because I am you. Please trust me. I can not tell you all that I know, but I can tell you this. Wait for Wendy.
To be Continued...
Chapter Title: None
Author: Cristof Wagner
Rating: PG-13
Category: X-Men: Evolution
Genre: Action / Drama
Status: Incomplete as of Chapter Three
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men: Evolution or the characters thereof. In short the charters and show belong to Warner Brothers and a host of others including Marvel Comics, but the plot belongs to me. Oh well, I glad I'm not making any money off of this. I may not own the above show/title, but I do own Cristof Wagner (aka ColdKnight), Laurie Summers (aka Hera), and Samuel Munroe (aka Quasar), Nicole Tolansky , and Sarah Dukes (aka Centurion)
Author's Note: This story is placed before 'Proof is the Protector' (chronologically speaking) by about two years.
{Thoughts}
::Telepathy::
German
The terms were set and the battle would soon be fought amongst them, the seven combatants upon the grounds of the illustrious Xavier Institute. Cristof told the older generation of X-Men, their parents, that it should just be the four of them against only Sam and himself, but when he reluctantly revealed to them that Laurie had on occasion joined them in training and had indeed also grown in power a great deal they had insisted that she be included much her own disapproval. Apparently she didn't want to fight, it had never been something she wished to do. She'd fight but only if it was important.
The terms of the impending battle were simple. It would be four versus three. To be specific it would be Kurt and Kitty Wagner, and Ororo and Logan Munroe versus Sam, Laurie, and Cristof in an expanded game of capture the flag. Cristof was not allowed to use his extraordinary speed in order to find and acquire the flags. Yes flags as in more than one. All accounted for there would be twelve flags that would be placed around the Institute campus by a few of the X-Men not participating, and two team flags would be in the possession of the team captains who would have to be captured and detained for at least 4 hours. Each of the flags would change color once touched by one team or the other whichever team had all the flags under their 'control' would win. There would be of course no intent to injure allowed in the competition. Other than those rules the application of mutant abilities to the proceedings and acquisition of said flags. The game would take place on the weekend roughly 48 hours and counting. Presently just about everyone was relaxing in their own way. Cristof was just lounging in well... the lounge actually. He had stretched out on one of the couches with a good book as he had been for several hours.
For as long as Cristof had known Laurie she had always tried to sneak up on him and he as an empath made that an extremely difficult endeavor. He always knew when she was there-her emotions tended to be so damn loud especially when she thought that she'd actually succeed and that would add an element of hope to the emotional mix. So as Cristof lay on his back comfortably reading it came as no surprise to him that he felt a twinge of nervousness at the doorway floating toward him. He knew who it was... anyone else would have said hello or otherwise made their presence known (well maybe not Logan). She didn't make a sound, she didn't even dare to breathe when attempting to sneak up on Cristof.
She had almost made it to the end of the couch, but as she was about to make a move to snatch Cristof's book he decided it was time to end the charade and finally spoke up.
"You know by now Laurie zhat zhe only vay you could sneak up on me is if you vere indifferent about it."
Laurie stopped in midair and mid-reach. Cristof could sense her reaction even before she spoke. Laurie Summers was only a breath away from incinerating both him and his book. Something about Laurie Summers that most people didn't realize-when she's agry she has two modes only Rage and Screaming Rage. She slowly lowered herself from the air to sit down on the armrest of the couch - her rage lifted and gave way to being slightly amused that once again she could not sneak up on Cristof.
Setting his book down on his leg after he noted the page he tilted his head back and looked up into her downward slightly amused gaze. She pointed her right index finger down directly toward his face.
"You know Cristof, one of these days I will sneak up on you"
"It von't be today Laurie" Cristof said "but nice try. You vouldn't have made it as far as the doorway if I hadn't been reading."
"Yeah thanks... I guess." Laurie started looking down toward Cristof. Her face seemed to lighten a bit as she remained silent for a moment and then spoke again "Wanna go see a movie?"
"I have a meeting with the professor in... oh twenty seconds. Wait for me in my room and I'll be there right afterward Okay?
"Alright, but don't you think I'll wait forever..."
*Bamf-pop*
Laurie was cut-off in mid-sentence as Cristof rushed off to keep his appointment with the professor.
--Xavier's Study-
Cristof finished his teleport just in time as the clock on the wall chimed the fifth time. As the sulfurous mist cleared Cristof noticed with passing interest that Xavier was once again looking directly at him or rather where he knew the lad would 'port in.
"You know zhat it alvays weirds me out vhen you do zhat professor." Cristof said mocking something he had heard Scott say more than once in the past.
"You know Cristof I believe that others might share that view." Xavier started with a slight chuckle on his part. "You wished to speak to me about something"
"Yes professor I did. It iz actually a matter of great import. It iz in regard to a mutant."
"Interesting. What is this mutant's name?"
"Wendy"
"and her last name? Where is this girl located?"
"I don't know either professor"
" So Cristof let me make sure I understand you. All you know about this mutant is her first name?"
"Well I know that she is a very nice person, but beyond that I'm afraid not. I do know what she looked like though."
"Then perhaps you could tell me how you know that much, and what do you mean you know what she 'looked' like?"
"Well zhat's vhere zhis gets interesting professor. Do you remember my sixth birthday party-the one where all of you surprised me?"
"Yes, I remember we spent half of the afternoon looking for you and then you spent the other half sulking."
"Yeah sorry bout zhat I didn't mean to ruin zhe party, but back to zhe point... when I was gone I was in the trees playing... and there was a girl already up there."
"I take it that this is the Wendy of whom you spoke?"
"Yes professor it is. You see she was a mutant, and still is I vould presume."
"How did you know that then?"
"Vell it vas pretty obvious professor. She had a feline body type complete with black and white fur markings." as Cristof spoke the professor's eyebrow raised of it's own accord. Cristof cleared his throat. "she alzo shorted out my vatch for me. Electrical energy emission of some kind I would imagine. She was also teleporting right along with me."
"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner? With such distinguishing features this... Wendy should have been with us."
"I am sorry professor, but I vas being a bit selfish. I vanted to be the one to find her. I have searched most of the surrounding states, and have come to the decision that I require help."
"Then tell me everything Cristof."
As Cristof spoke and told the professor everything about what happened that day nine years back the professor listened attentively making sure not to miss a word, and that was no small matter as at times Cristof rambled off talking about how nice Wendy, or how beautiful she was. Finally Cristof got the entire story out and the professor wheeled over to cerebro and entered the information that Cristof had given him about his childhood friend.
"Alright Cristof, Cerebro is calibrated to the type of powers and physical parameters you described. If Wendy uses one of her active powers then it will notify us."
"You vill let me know as soon as it finds her, right professor?"
"Yes Cristof I will notify you as soon after Cerebro alerts me as is possible."
"Thank you."
"No, thank you Cristof for bringing this girl to my attention."
*Bamf-pop*
It had been more than an hour since Cristof had originally 'ported into the professor's study to talk to him about finding his childhood friend Wendy. He was finally through speaking with the professor and could 'port back to his room. He wasn't expecting Laurie to be there when he got back, but she was there. She had waited for him despite implying that she wouldn't wait if he took too long talking to the professor. Then it hit him like a wave of liquid fire. unlike what he felt from Laurie earlier this was no mock rage this was a modicum of worry, and near-violent anger. Now the confusion hit him like a wave, along with a navy blue book that was usually kept in his bedside drawer. As it struck him in the head he wondered why Laurie was so angry.
When the initial pain of being struck in the head by a hard-cover book died down Cristof looked down and finally recognized the volume that had struck him. It was his Journal. She had been reading his journal. Laurie chose this moment of realization to begin screaming at him.
"Who the hell is this Wendy you blue freak?"
"A friend Laurie. Vhy vere you reading my journal? It's private."
"Obviously because you didn't want me to find out about her, right? You'll never find her, she can't love you as much as I..." Laurie screamed at the top of her lungs as balls of plasma began to take shape around her tightly balled fists. The energy began to grow even brighter but her voice faded out before she finished the thought.
"Vhat's vith you. You violate my privacy and you're the victim?" Cristof calmly asserted as he silently tried to cool and stabilize the plasma gathering into mere inert force. " I don't know vhat you're talking about right now. You know I never lie. Never have-- never vill. Here's the situation: There could be something romantic zhere but we vere friends, you're jealous over nothing. If you have reason to vorry you'll hear it from me first Ja?"
"Truth?"
"Absolute."
The mood in the room lightened almost immediately. Laurie was definitely still worried about the possibility of Wendy even being a possibility in the mind of Cristof, but less angry about him keeping something from her. Cristof on the other-hand was silently seething in unseen anger. If Laurie had been close enough she would have been stricken with frostbite as the temperature of the air directly around Cristof turned decidedly arctic-like.
{If he wants to start seeing other people he'll tell me. I'm sure he would.}
"So Laurie vhy vere you reading my journal? I'm just curious."
"Same here."
"Fair enough. please don't do it again." Cristof said with a dark tone in his voice that had not been apparent before. It had just hit him what she had said. She called him a blue freak. Maybe she hadn't realized what she said but she just told him what she really thought ...how she really felt. He turned his back to her he wouldn't let her see that his eyes had a layer of ice over them literally. He could no longer see-he'd have to wait until either the tears stopped or he was in control of his powers again before it would go away.
"Alright Cristof I won't." Laurie said "I'm really sorry..."
"I von't tell you zhat it's alright cuz it'z not."
Laurie couldn't verbally respond to his last comment, for some reason he wouldn't forgive her and she didn't know why. Nor would Cristof look at her which hurt her. Cristof broke the silence for her.
"Please leave Laurie."
This was unheard of between Laurie and Cristof neither had ever asked the other to leave their presence. Laurie floated to the door and left without a word. Cristof shook his fists in apparent rage. Of all the people of the world he had never expected one of his friends, another 'X-man'...Laurie to call him that.
Finally after seething in rage for the last ten minutes Cristof's eyes thawed. He picked up his journal and looked to the last page. There was writing there that he didn't remember writing even though it was written in his hand. Laurie hadn't mentioned it. She didn't speak german.
Cristof this message is for you. Laurie Summers is not the one for you. I know this because I am you. Please trust me. I can not tell you all that I know, but I can tell you this. Wait for Wendy.
To be Continued...