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Sorry about the HyHylateness
of this chapter…I've got exams (which I've decided that I don't want to study
for and would much rather devote my time to my fics lol, too bad this isn't a course
in my school…) ::sigh:: and I also remembered that I have another fic that was
begging be updated…I'm not one to advertise fics in other fics ::coughs which sounds suspiciously like
Actions Not Remembered =):: so let's move on…As always, I absolutely LUV to
read the reviews…I was really amazed that I got so many on the first chapter
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The others heard the crash in Kurt's room and came running,
with the exception of Scott and Wolverine, who were riding in the convertible
and nowhere to be found, respectfully.
The door was locked, and as the Professor fumbled in his pockets for the
key, Kitty quickly phased through the barrier.
She came in upon a very different Kurt from the one who had,
just weeks before, utilized everything with in his power to be the very pain of
her existence…but he was a funny pain, she had to admit…The Kurt she saw now
was void of emotion, hollow, almost dead…
"Kurt," Kitty took a few steps towards him, pausing shortly,
startled, as her footsteps crunched over the already broken glass. He made no motion of acknowledgement,
seemingly unaware that she was even in his room, but stared continuously at the
glass shards adorning his bedroom floor.
Kitty continued moving towards Kurt, until she was standing
within two feet of him. He still did
not even seem the slightest bit alert to her presence, but she did not give
up. She slowly brought up her hand and
circumspectly reached it out to touch his shoulder, so as not to startle him
more than the amount that was needed pull him out of this self-induced trance. However, a moment before she would have made
contact with his blue fur, she was startled by a loud clanging against Kurt's
bedroom door, presumably the Professor searching for the correct key, and
accidentally whipped her hand into Kurt's shoulder. The elf yelped in surprise, jerked away from Kitty and fell back
onto his bed. Before he made total
contact with it, however, he ported out of the room. Kitty, who had grabbed on to Kurt's shirt as he stumbled
backwards over the bed, was caught off-balance by Kurt's sudden departure and
toppled onto it, disheveling the sheets in the process. When she fought her way out of the tangled
mess, she was met by the bemused expressions of the Professor, Ororo, Evan,
Jean and Rogue.
Kitty scowled as she blew a stray strand of hair from her
eyes, "He bamfed out,"
Kurt found himself on a remote part of the Institute's
grounds. It consisted of a small pond,
hidden by vegetation, and a somewhat large rock, which made for an adequate
seat. Kurt took his place upon the rock
and began to think. His mind was still
overrun with harsh words said by others, but directed at him. Freak.
Monster. Demon. Mutant.
The last of which, when said in the sanctuary of the Institute, was an
aspect of character, a trait that was to be thought of as a source of pride,
though others on the outside did not view it in that light. They used it to mean curse. Called it a damnation. Not caring that, in some ways, Kurt was more
true to the definition of what the ideal human is, having more valued
characteristics such as kindness, empathy, and understanding, than any of those
who tormented him would, or could, ever possess.
Kurt turned his back to the reflecting pool, turned his back
to his reflection. He stared off into
space, watching the birds glide through the air, the clouds float slowly by,
and let his tail swish around in the cool water of the pond. His tail hit a sharp, submerged object and
Kurt gasped in pain. He pulled his tail
in front of his face and looked at his newest injury. It was superficial, but he was bleeding. He gazed at the cut for a moment, and then
turned unconsciously to see what he had cut it on. He stared down into the water and his eyes met not the object,
which had injured his tail, but another image, far more painful to him. He glared angrily down at his own reflection
and with a quick swipe, for a moment, destroyed it. He turned his body away from the pond and let himself slide down
the side of the rock, until he was able to use it as a makeshift backrest. He leaned his head back, against the rock
and closed his eyes, attempting to shut out the horrible thoughts that
threatened to take over his mind, as they had so many times in the relatively
short time he had been conscious.
"Like, I don't see why we have to clean this up." Kitty grumbled as she, for a third time,
received a small cut from the pieces of glass that she and Rogue were gathering
off Kurt's floor. They were picking up
the ones that were too big to be vacuumed up, and Rogue was, for one of the
first times, grateful that she was cursed to wear her gloves, when Jean
entered. She, Ororo, the Professor and
Evan had left soon after Kurt had disappeared, she called by the Professor and
Evan by Ororo.
Jean, apparently hearing Kitty's comment, sighed in
frustration, "You don't. Doesn't anyone
listen? I said that the bigger pieces
would have to be cleaned up, I didn't say that you guys had to do it." And with that said, Jean, concentrating,
lifted a multitude of larger glass fragments off the floor and deposited them
in the wastebasket.
"Still be careful though.
There are a lot of little pieces that there are too many of for me to
get them all." Jean warned.
Kitty almost growled as she left the room in search of
band-aids.
The Professor entered shortly after Kitty's exit, followed
closely by Evan. He looked around the
room, observing the fragments of glass still littering the floor.
Jean saw his gaze sweep the floor and quickly said, "We're
gonna get the vacuum and finish cleaning up,"
To this, the Professor merely nodded.
"Uh, Professor? Ah
was just wonderin' if ya found out anythang
about Kurt yet?" Rogue asked
looking hopefully towards the Professor.
"No, Rogue. I
believe Kurt needs some time to himself and I do not think that he would stray
too far from the mansion, especially without his hologram on," the Professor
gestured to the wristwatch that lay inactive on the dresser top. "He will come back when he is ready, until
then we mustn't force him."
"Should I go tell Auntie O to order a new mirror?" Evan asked glancing at the space, which the
previous one had occupied.
The Professor glanced down at the broken glass still scattered
on the floor. "Err…Not quite yet Evan…And I believe that your aunt has a more
pressing engagement at the moment…"
Ororo turned off the radio, none of the songs appealing to
her. She adjusted her rear-view mirror
as she pulled into a parking lot, glancing at the identifying sign as she
passed.
Welcome to Bayville High.
~Hiya
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