X-Men Evolution: Impossibilities
Chapter 2: Innocent Screams
It was an empty alley in Tokyo and that certain empty
alley shared the characteristics of most dark and putrid empty alleys.
There were the common trashbins spilling over with refuse, water-damaged
walls with puddles of rancid water underneath them, and the broken, non-functioning
lights on the sides of the crumbling brick walls. It even had the typical
dead rats, which probably died shortly after eating from the rotting heaps
of stale fishbones and other used-to-be-food product, or perhaps after
drinking from the pools of water, which many thought to be toxic and possibly
radio-active in a nature. Of course, and predictably, the roaches thrived.
Some say that if all the other species on Earth were wiped out, cockroaches
would rule the world. And so, one of the possible future-rulers-of-the-world
skittered around the dank alley that was his home, his castle. It was empty,
save him and a few of his followers. And they could survive nearly anything.
... Then, with a loud *BAMF*, it was suddenly less empty, and
at the same time, the cockroach king became a spot of gunk on a furry green
foot..
Alicia frowned, as she continued to hold her brother's hand.
She picked up her foot and blinked at the former cockroach, before frowning
more in disgust. "Ewwie.."
Obviously, teleportation was never considered to
be on the list of 'nearly anything.'
She scrapped off her foot on the cracking cement, not caring
about what exactly was on it. It was a yucky spot. And all yucky spots
had to come off. It was then, that she realized that she and her brother
were no longer in the Facility. They had meant to only go a short distance!
They had left the Facility, because they used more power than they believed
themselves to possess! And they were thrust into a strange, new place,
a strange, new world..
"Ne... Where are we..?" Alec asked finally, his voice a slight
whimper. He never did like the dark.. "Alicia-chan! Why.. Why are you so
hard to see?!"
Alicia was almost completely invisible in the darkness, blending
in. But then again so was Alec.
"Alec-chan! Alicia-chan can hardly see you too!" She was scared.
They were never told about the fact they would be near-invisible in the
dark. And so the twins clutched one another, gripping each other in a hard
embrace.
".. I-It's dark and s.. s.. scary!"
"H-h-hai! A.. And t-there's bad smells everywhere!"
As if using the same mind, a single thought formed in both their
little minds, and they fled the alley, running into the lighted Tokyo street.
Which, by mere luck, happened to be empty of people. This, however,
only heightened the children's sense of fear. They were in a strange place,
and there was no one to help them. They had never seen a road, skyscrapers,
or cars before. Not the mention the signs, the traffic lights, and just
about everything else. It was a whole new world to them, and they were
without a guide.
So they did the only thing they could do; they panicked more,
and burst out into tears accompanied by loud, terrified wails in the middle
of the road. Which effectively woke up every single resident on the street,
as all the bedroom lights in the apartments were turned on.
A kindly old lady opened her door, and saw the silhouettes of
the two children. Her gaze softened, and because of her old age she failed
to see their tails, or their fur.. Or their pointed ears.. So she approached
them, calling softly and reassuringly to them. "Children.. Children.. It's
okay, come to me.."
Alec and Alicia looked up, their wide eyes filled with sadness
and tears quickly registering her presence in the same instant. And desperate
for comfort, the two quickly teleported over to here with twin *bamfs*,
and immediately clung to her legs, crying into them.
"W-we're scared!"
"A-and we don't know where we are!"
"Help us, Ma-"
Alec's plea was cut off by a loud shriek, as the old woman recovered
from her surprise at their teleport, and had gotten a good look at them.
"Demons! Devil's children! Help! They're attacking me!" She kicked at them,
catching them by surprise and hitting Alec in the face, causing him to
cry out in pain. Alicia let go from the force of the woman's struggles
and fell backwards, letting out a whimper as she collided with the hard
road. The old woman backed up, and tripping, fell onto her backside. "Help!
Help!"
Doors swung open, answering shouts rang out from the neighbors,
and the woman shouted back to them. "Demons! Devil's children! Kill them
before they kill us!"
Men and women with better eyesight than the old lady could see
the chidren's features easily from a distance. They had pointed tails and
were covered in fur. Therefore, the residents of the small street reasoned
that the children were demons. And demons were good only one way: dead.
So the residents armed themselves with brooms, shovels, or anything else
long and heavy that was available at an arm's reach, and charged at the
twin mutants.
Whom, never having been in such a situation, stood still, frozen
in sheer terror. They did not move until after the blows began raining
down on them, breaking bones and lacerating skin, bloodying their fur..
Screams tore at their throats as they were taken by surprise, and fell
onto their knees, curling up in balls and covering their heads in vain
to protect themselves..
One particularly vicious resident raised up his shovel, aiming
for Alec's head, preparing to slice it open and watch the demon's brains
ooze out of his head. Grinning, he brought it down.
Alicia looked up seconds before the shovel would impact on her
brother's head. "I-IIE~~!" Without thinking, without considering the consequences
of her actions, she jumped to try and stop the man from harming Alec.
She let out a cry as the shovel slammed into her side, shattering
ribs with a singling blow, the cracking sound echoing through the street.
Her light purple eyes widened for a split-second at the pain, and then
rolled back into her head as she fell onto her brother and went limp.
"ALICIA-CHAN!!!" Alec screamed as the city-dwellers stared in
surprise at the furry girl. Since when did demons save each others' lives?
Taking that pause to ack, Alec turned onto his backside and wrapped
Alicia into his arms, before teleporting away.
He teleported them straight back into the alley they had just
left. The alley scared Alec, but compared to the people, he would take
the alley anyday. But why did the people attack them..? That had never
happened before.. And they were doing nothing wrong.. "...D... Doshite..?
D-Doshite? Onegai, Doshite..?" His eyes were closing, he was feeling woozy..
From all the teleportations, he had used up all his energy.
Alec did not want to fall asleep, though.. He wanted to stay
awake and protect his sister, because she was hurting. However, his wounds
and his weariness quickly took their toll, and his eyes closed, as he clutched
his unconscious sister closer.. "O.. Oyasumi.. Alicia-chan..."
Without another word, he joined her in blackness.
So ended the impossibilities' first day in Tokyo.
And everyday in their new home was more or less just like that.
Letting out a shrieked scream, Kurt bolted awake yet again, plagued
by the same nightmare. "NEEEIINNN~~!"
However, it was the first time that he had let out a yell that
woke every occupant in the mansion dormitories, during all of the last
few days' nightmares. Naturally, when everyone had no need to freak out,
they did.
Kitty beat the others in being the first to react, and phased
through the door. "Kurt~!"
Next was Scott, who slammed the door open and rushed inside,
was quickly followed by Evan, Jean, Ororo, and Logan. They were all in
some state of shock, with some of them also in a state of horror. Logan
just looked ready to kill, and blinked in utter confusement as it dawned
on him that the elf screamed, but there was no one to kill.
Kurt was just in a state of horror, as he felt his face turn
more and more purple. "G.. G.. Guys.. I just had a nightmare..."
Since everyone was staring at him with confused surprise written
all over their faces (and in Logan's case, confused anger), Kurt felt it
best to hide as most of his body as he could by lifting up his comforter
up to his nose. It covered most of his blushing-purple cheeks anyways.
"God Kurt~! I thought you were being murdered or something! Don't
scream so loud..!" Kitty sighed. ".. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to
get some sleep now!" Annoyed at the loss of sleep over nothing, she phased
through the wall.
"B... But.. I didn't mean to.." Kurt started at the wall, sadly
shocked at Kitty's outburst.
Jean sighed, and offered a weak smile. "It's okay, she's just
upset because you made her worry so much.. She freaked out thinking you
were being killed, and you weren't even hurt."
Kurt blushed anew. "I guess... I really did scream loud, ja?"
Scott rolled his eyes, grinning. "No kidding." His statement
only made Kurt blush even more.
Ororo chose that moment to break in. "Children, children, back
to bed. You have a long flight tomorrow evening, and you will need your
rest."
"But Auntie O'~! We're going to be sleeping on the *PLANE*!"
Evan stated.
The glare 'Auntie O' gave Evan made him quickly shut up. "Regardless,
you need to sleep. All of you. Or extra training practices tomorrow."
With that threat, it was easy for Ororo to usher all the other
students out. Logan had already left before, but perhaps even he would
have been shaken by the force behind that forceful glare.
Kurt sighed in relief and offered Ororo a weak smile. "Danke.."
She only nodded in response, walking over and sitting on his
bed. "Now I want to know what kind of nightmare could have made you scream
that loudly.."
The blue boy squirmed slightly under her calm gaze, not really
wanting to tell her. "I don't know if this is a goot idea.."
Storm blinked. "And why would it not be a good idea..?"
"Vell... I... Uhm.." In truth, Kurt had no idea as to why it
was a bad idea.
"How about you start from the beginning..?"
He sighed in defeat. "If I must.." Nightcrawler then related
the story to Storm.
".. And you have had this dream every night since Saturday?"
Kurt nodded quietly. "Ja.. Do you.. Do you think this
could possibly mean anything..?"
"It could mean many things Kurt.. Perhaps it would be
best if we inform Professor Xavier about these dreams... Tomorrow."
He felt himself relax visibly in relief.. He could try
and get some more sleep. Then he suddenly stiffened. "B-but we're going
to Tokyo tomorrow!"
"... And we are not leaving until after dark. There
will be plenty of time for you... for us.. to discuss this with him. But
now is the time for sleep. Go back to bed, and we can do something about
the dreams in the morning."
"Okay... Ja.." Kurt laid down, and Storm tucked
him comfortably back into bed. The African American woman clicked off the
light, and after considering it for a moment, gently kissed Kurt on his
brow, like a mother would her own child. She was about ready to walk to
the door, when Kurt whispered something quietly as a small smile drew across
his face.
"Night.."
Ororo smiled at the already half-asleep child, turning back to
watch him snuggle farther into his covers. A sweet boy.. It was a shame
his true family did not treasure the gift that was born to them. Her smiled
saddened a bit, and she replied back. "Goodnight Kurt."
Instead of leaving, she stayed there, watching the teenager slowly
fall asleep. He seemed so peaceful, compared to the day of his arrival.
As if this were his home.
-Well,- Ororo thought to herself, -This is now his home, so why
should he not be peaceful and feel safe?- She could tell by his breathing
that he was nearly asleep, and did not seem to care about her presence..
Kurt let himself slowly surrender to his warm bed, its covers
wrapped closely around him, the warmth making him drowsy.. Even though
he had fewer covers than the other teenagers, his fur made up for it, and
the bed provided the same general effect. The boy jumped as he suddenly
felt Ororo gently touch his hair, but relaxed after she began to stroke
his head softly. The effect of the bed was now mixed with the comforting
presence of Ororo and her touch. He could feel himself slipping away, but
there was no fear.. There had been no fear about the thought of sleeping
for months now. He felt protected, warm, but most of all, LOVED. His final
thought was not of whether he would be killed while he slept, but of a
more kinder subject instead.
-Is this,- he reasoned, -.. Is this what family feels like?-
-He's asleep.- Ororo slowly stopped petting his head, and tucked
him in again, making sure he was comfortable. Only then did she quietly
walk out of the room, and silently shut the door behind her.
"Alicia-chan... Wake up.. Onegai..?" Alec had awoken to
streaming sunlight, that barely illuminated the dank alley that was now
their 'home.' It had been a few days since when Alec and his twin sister
had teleported out of the Facility by accident. A few days after they were
savagely beaten by a group of mutant-hating Japanese. A few days after
their lives of comfort and happiness had ended, and their lives of pain
and constant fear had begun. Since that day... Since the beating, Alicia
had not awoken. Not even once.
"Alicia-chan! Onegai!" He let out a whimpered sob. She couldn't
be dead.. She couldn't be dead.. She was breathing, but she wouldn't wake
up! Why would she wake up?!
"ALICIA-CHAN!!! ONEGAII~~!" Tears began to stream down his face,
wetting his fur, that was already matted with blood and dirt.. He curled
up into a ball next to her, and cried into her stomach.
Kurt woke again for the second time that night, but it
was not a dream that had awoken him. It was something else.. Something..
Sad?
He blinked. Why would he be sad?
-I must be going insane..- Kurt reasoned, and turned onto
his other side, before promptly falling asleep again.
Alec dried his tears, still sniffling. His hunger had over-ridden
his pain and tears. He could not remember the last time he had eaten.
He needed to find food, and soon. But how was he to get
any, if everyone hated him and his sister..?
Letting out a dry, trembling sob, the boy brushed back
his sister's hair from her face. "Alec-chan'll be back, Alicia-chan.."
He then teleported, with a *bamf!*
And since he was gone, he could not hear the sob of loneliness
and hurt that Alicia uttered, after she had woken up, and realized she
was alone. Her cries for her brother were barely a whisper, and so did
not reach his ears.
The boy reappeared in the shadows under a road-side shop.
Underneath the counter, where the items the vendor was selling were stored.
He had seen this vendor closing up his shop the other night, watching the
man put away his fruits. Alec looked up, at the legs of the shop owner,
making sure he was not looking. And since he was not..
Alec began to quickly grab all the fruits he could carry,
making sure to pick out Alicia's favorites. She would feel better if she
ate those.. He was being careless, but he did not care, nor did he know
how dangerous it was to be careless. The laws against thievery, the fact
that he was suppose to pay for the man's goods, he did not know either.
They had no money in the Facility. As he grabbed apple after apple and
peach after peach, Alec suddenly lost hold of one, and it rolled away,
hitting the foot of the shop owner.
"Nani!?!" A male voice shouted from overhead, and Alec,
frozen if fear, came face-to-face with its owner as he bent down. The boy
knew what was going to happen next, but he was too scared to move.
"Demon! Mutant!! Think you could steal my wares?!" Alec
let out a shout of fear and pain when an iron-tight fist grabbed his wrist.
He knew it was useless, but he began to struggle furiously,
the fruits in his arms spilling, because he had forgotten that he could
teleport. "N-no, i-iie!"
His pleas fell on deaf ears. ".. And you know what I do
to mutants that steal from me..?" The man asked, as he opened and reached
into a box on the counter.
"O-onegai, iie! I-IIE~~!" His struggles became more frantic
as he heard the cocking of a gun. He knew that sound, it was from the soldiers'
training grounds.. From the weapons they used to blow apart the targets..
And that was going to happen to him. Only when the barrel was leveled at
his head, did Alec become frozen in fear.
"I-Iie.. O..Onegai.." Tears were streaking down his cheeks
again, as he clutched the few apples and peaches he had managed to keep
ahold of, as if they were his only comfort. He was going to die. No..
The man's finger was on the trigger, and it was slowly
squeezing it back. Alec only wept, too scared to do anything else.
"Shi ne, demon!" The man laughed, and squeezed the trigger
the rest of the way.
It was instinct, sheer instinct that made Alec jump up
and to the side at the last second, right before the man fired. But moving
out of the way was not enough, because the man still had ahold of his wrist,
and he could not get away. Alec screamed out in pain as the bullet shot
past his arm, taking a sizable chunk out of his arm with it, and he landed
on the counter-top of the store.
Not knowing what to do, the boy began to kick, to scream
and shout furiously as a crowd began to form around the stand.
He let his instincts rule him and his actions, and they
paid off once again, as one of his double-toed feet slammed into the man's
face, causing him to let go of Alec and stumble back, cursing at him in
vehement Japanese. The crowd closed around the small mutant, coming in
for the kill. He had hurt their countryman, and the mutant was going to
pay.
But Alec was not going to take his chances and stick around.
Still frightened, he clutched his hard-earned food close, and teleported.
Needless to say, the crowd was furious.
The dark-blue furred boy returned to the sounds of his
sister's weak sobs, and his eyes widened as he rushed to her side. He tried
to ignore the pain in his arm, as blood trickled down into his fur. More
blood, more hurt. "Alicia-chan.. Alicia-chan..!"
She let out a dry sob and only opened her eyes as she
felt her brother hold her hand. "Alec-chan..?"
"H.. Hai.. A-and Alec-chan has food.." He gently placed
down the apples and peaches, before trying to help his sister get up, but
the pain was getting unbearable, and the wound continued to bleed.
"A-Alec!" Alicia pointed to his shoulder, and began to cry for
him, as she felt his pain.
Alec tried to say something to calm her down, he really did,
but he found himself suddenly feeling dizzy, and he grabbed his head, moaning.
"A... Alec?!"
"Alec-chan doesn't feel good.."
... And that's why he fainted.
"ALEC!!" Alicia, with difficulty, managed to sit herself up,
and began to shake her brother roughly. "Alec-chan! Alec-chan! Iie! Wake
up, wake up, wake up!" She shook him, again and again, but in vain. Like
she was before, he became the unconscious twin.
Alicia continued sobbing, but at the same time, her stomach
burned with hunger. A deep, gnawing hunger in her stomach, and she submitted
to it. With trembling fingers, she picked up one of the peaches and bit
into it, letting the juice dribble down her chin. Usually she would have
wiped it away, but this time she had no reason to care. She just let the
juice run down her face, letting it keep pace with her salty tears.
All she wanted to do was eat and sleep, so she did not
have to worry about the fact that she was now, in a way, completely alone.
It scared her. Usually Alec was playing with her, or hugging her, or crying
with her, but now.. He was just lying there, a small pool of dark red blood
gathering around his arm. The peach was enough to satisfy her diminishing
hunger, and she threw away the pit, before laying down next to her twin.
Sniffling, she pulled the unconscious, yet warm, body close, and snuggled
into his fur. "Alec-chan..."
She quietly cried herself to sleep, wishing that someone
would come and be the friend they needed.
"Man, why do we have to at night? I mean, we're suppose
to be sleeping in about three hours from now! *AND* we're missing dinner!"
"Ja, but ve vant to get there in the late, since everyone
vill be at vork or at school.. Less traffic. Quit you vining, Evan."
"I am not 'vining,' as you put it! I'm just stating facts!"
"... And stating them *VHILE* you vining!"
"Argh, I am not whining!"
"Yes, you are!"
"Am not!"
".... I'm going to kill you both if you don't shut up
in the next five seconds."
"Oh.. Uhm.. Sorry!"
"Y-yeah, ve'll shut up, Logan."
"Good."
Charles sighed, as he, Ororo, Logan, and the students
waited for their plan. Kurt, due to the fact that he had had little sleep
last night was being irritatible. Which did not help at all. And it especially
did not help Charles' growing headache, either. If only he could threaten
the students like Logan could. The little things known as 'responsibility'
and 'role modeling' got in the way. He sighed once again.
At that second sigh, Logan smirked. -Heh.-
Xavier gave him a stealthy glare, which only made Wolverine
smirk even more. Which caused Charles to glare even more.
-..Mein Gott, I hope the students don't hate me for my
looks..-
The Professor's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Kurt's
thoughts entered his mind.. He tried not to pry, but he could not help
it if someone's thoughts were laced with strong feelings. His eyes softened.
The poor boy, having to live through being scorned and hated for something
he had no choice in being. After the millions of times he was called a
demon, the spawn of the devil himself.. Kurt believed it. He believed that
he was in fact a demon. And so he turned to God for his salvation, hoping
that He would have enough of a heart to save him..
Ororo was also watching Kurt, who had grown strangely
silent, eyes full of concern. Ever since the day the boy said that his
nightmares started, he had been quieter, more withdrawn, than usual.. They
were having an adverse effect on his self-esteem. Having that certain memory
play over and over again, it must have been sheer torture. And he needed
no reminder of what his life before the university was like. Kurt should
have been given a chance to start over completely.. These nightmares were
interfering with his right to peace of mind, and she simply would not allow
it any long. Ororo addressed him directly. "Child, maybe it would be time
to tell the Professor about your dreams?"
Kurt jumped a bit, shocked out of his thoughts, and turned
to look at Ororo quickly. It took him a minute to register what she had
said, before nodding. "Ja.. Now vould be good.. Vhen the others aren't
paying attention.." He turned to Xavier, who's eyebrow was raised questioningly.
"U-uhm.."
"... This is about the nightmares you've been having,
correct..? Jean and the others expressed their concerns early this morning
before you woke up."
"J-ja.. It is.. Ororo said you vould help me figure them
out.. But.. I don't vant to have to tell someone about the nightmares again.."
Charles nodded. ".. That's highly understandable, Kurt.
In fact, I was going to suggest that I take the memories of the nightmares
directly from your subconsciousness, as it would be easier and clearer
than a retelling of them.. That is, only if you wish for me to.."
"Ja, ja! T-that vhat I vant.. It's easier that vay.."
Kurt smiled weakly.
"Alright then, hold still for a moment while I find and
read the memories of the nightmares.." He looked around to make sure no
one was watching them, before touching Kurt's forehead with two fingertips.
"Try and relax; it'll make it easier."
"O-okay.." Kurt took a deep breath and closed his eyes,
trying to make his tense body relax. Which was not an easy task, as he
tried not to squirm nervously.
He could feel a light buzzing in the back of his mind,
like a badly tuned radio, as Charles read his thoughts. Normally, he would
have never noticed, but the Professor was looking for specific memories,
and that took a deal more concentration in the location part, which left
less concentration towards being stealthy, which was not needed in this
case. When the mental touch landed on the target memories, Kurt suddenly
felt an unmistakeable fear rising up in his chest, and he had to resist
the urge to scream and cry in fear. As soon as it begun, it was over, and
Kurt slowly let a breath he did not even know he was holding in. "Vhat...
Vhat do you think they mean..?"
Professor Xavier frowned slightly. "I'm not exactly sure
why you're suddenly having this certain nightmare, but dreams are funny
things.. You see, sometimes they have been known to predict the future.."
"... Vhich my nightmares are definitely not doing.."
".. And they could also be related to events that are
going to happen, perhaps even a warning of things to come. Or, something
in the past few days triggered this memory to haunt your dreams. Something
someone said, or did, or wrote.. Something you heard over the radio.. Many
things could have caused these nightmares to occur. Even eatting the same
thing before bed all of a sudden can cause reaccuring nightmares.. Possibly
even a combination of a few or all of them."
".. So they might, or might not mean something?"
"I wouldn't rule out the fact that your nightmares might
indeed mean something. We'll have to just be patient and wait them out."
Kurt opened his mouth to argue, horrorstruck. He would
do anything to not have to go through another one of those nightmares!
Charles pretended not to notice, and continued. "But,
in the meantime, we'll just give you some pills to lessen the intensity
of the dreams, since they're robbing you of your valuable sleep, which
is something you need at your age. Is that alright with you?"
Kurt nodded quickly. "Ja.. Yes.. Thank you.." He smiled
a bit brighter.
"You're welcome, Kurt," Xavier was about ready add something
when the overhead speakers announced that their plane was ready for departure,
and instead decided it could wait. Kurt did not need to know the story
behind the man that cut his arm, the God-hater. It would only frighten
him worse, and cause his nightmares to become more intense.
Soon, the plane was done with its final preparations,
and the passengers had all boarded. As the plane took off, Kurt watched
out the window, seeing the ground drop away from them. And he wondered
about the meaning and the cause of his dreams, and if they had anything
to do with what he would experience in Japan. However, he was not sure
if he wanted to know the answer, which he both wanted, yet dreaded at the
same time. Would it truly end his nightmares? Or would it just serve as
a beginning to them?
"Kurt.. Kurt.. Wake up!"
"Nein.. Sleep.."
"KURT!!"
"GAHH!!" He bolted awake, eyes wide.
Kitty giggled. "Fuzzy.. You fell asleep. We're here."
She finished her statement with a yawn.
Kurt felt himself turning red underneath his fur, making
his cheeks become a deep shade of purple. "O.. Oh."
She grinned. "Yeah, 'oh.' Now that you're back in the
realm of the living, let's go and get our luggage.. Before everyone else
keels over. The trip wore us out.. Well, every single one of us teenagers
anyways."
Kurt rubbed his eyes, and grinned a bit. "Too bad for
you guys I've been through this before.. I found out that I don't get bothered
by flights much.. Other than they put me to sleep."
"Damnit, that's not fair! I hate you!"
Kurt laughed, and then his gave her puppy-dog eyes. "You
can't really hate me, do you..?"
"No, but I sure as hell wish I could sometimes. Now get
up, before I decide to kill you.."
"Ohh... Ve're going to be crabby today, ja?" He grinned
as he unbuckled his belt and stood, sliding out of the tiny aisle.
"Damn straight. Now don't make me have to *KILL* you..!"
Kurt could only laugh again at the glare he got from Kitty.
"Alright, Alright, I'll leave you alone.. If you give me some of you chocolate."
"No." Was her answer.
"I'll jump on your bed."
"I'll phase your head through the toilet and let go."
She glared some more.
"You vouldn't." He looked horrified.
"Wanna bet?" She smirked slightly.
"I'd stay around as a ghost and haunt you forever!" He
chirped happily.
"You wouldn't..!" It was her turn to look horrified.
"I vould." He grinned.
"Oh damnit.. You win." She dug into her backpack, and
gave him two of her chocolate bars.
Kurt smiled happily at his prize. "Danke!"
Kitty smirked innerly. She knew he would ask for candy,
so she had prepared in advance. Little did Kurt know that those bars were
actually chocolate-flavored laxative. But he would find out. Soon. Very
soon.
"So, this is the place Chuck?"
Charles Xavier nodded, in answer to Logan's question.
"Yes, this would be the place."
"So, are we suppose to knock or ring the doorbell?" Ororo
asked, and Evan winced, before whispering to Kurt behind his hand.
"She must not be used to flying either. The plane must've
affected her head, she's actually trying to make a joke, I think."
"Nein.. I think she's serious... I don't see anyvay to
open the gate."
Just then, the gate opened.
".. Er..."
Scott smirked. "You were saying..?"
"Vhat happened..? That's thing rigged!"
Charles blinked, slowly. "... I only pressed the hidden
button, Kurt."
"Ach.."
*** Author note: "{ }" = Japanese. Japanese and English will be spoken at the same time, so it's needed***
"{I like that one! He's making so many silly faces!}" A
small forefinger pointed at Kurt.
*BAP!*
"{Itai!}"
"{Shh! They might here us!}"
"{No they won't!}"
The entire X-Men team looked in the direction of the child-like
voices.
"{... They did. BAKA!}"
*SMACK!*
"{ITAAAII~~!}"
Charles chuckled. "I believe those would be some of the
younger students of my collegue."
"{Itaiii! Yamatte!}"
Kurt blinked. "... And people call me loud."
"You're still loud; they're just louder." Logan stated.
"Danke .. Hey, vait a second!"
Logan smirked, and Kitty laughed, as Kurt pretended to
have his feelings hurt.
"{Uresai! We're suppose to be showing good manners, or
the Professor'll be angry at us!}" A third voice, older than the other
too, shouted in an annoyed fashion.
The speaker stepped out into the street, and smiled kindly.
"My name is Destiny."
Kurt's first thought was that she could never have been
even remotely Japanese. Her skin was much, much too pale. Her eyes were
innocently rounded amethysts, that reflected happiness in their depths.
Not only the eyes reflected the fact that she was a mutant, but her hair
as well. One would not find long, silky blue hair like she possessed. Her
voice had the hint of an accent, from a far away place.
"Y.. You're British?" Evan managed to ask, and she laughed
as she nodded.
"Yes. Since I'm a native speaker of English, my Professor
sent me to great you. And, for the students, to show you the quarters in
which you will be staying."
"Can I have the one vith the hot tub?" Kurt asked hopefully.
She laughed again. "I'm afraid only teacher quarters,
and the main guest chamber have hot tubs."
"That's not fair..." Evan moped along with Kurt.
"Whoever said it was fair?" She then frowned and looked
up at the two youngsters still on the wall. "{You two, get down from there!
NOW!}"
One of them, a little white-haired boy with black wings
and a red fox-tail fell at the shout, barely managing to catch himself
with a few furious flaps of his wings, and landed on the pavement. "{I'm
down!}"
The other, a seemingly normal Japanese boy jumped down,
grinning innocently. "{So am I!}"
"{Then run along, before I report you to Sendatsu-sensei!}"
"{Eeep!}" They did as they were told, and ran. Or in the
first boy's case, flew.
"Now, please let me show you to your rooms." Destiny smiled
innocently, as the others watched her warily.
Underneath that girl's innocent smile, there was a tiger
waiting to get out if you even put a toe under the line.
Kurt, Evan, and Scott all found themselves mentally glad
that they decided that they were going to behave.
Kurt sighed, as he walked through the streets of Tokyo,
by himself. The others had all been suffering from jetlag (except for Logan,
who would not have made good company anyways), so he found himself the
only one willing to explore the city. That, and he was bored to death.
Even though the school had cable, he could not understand Japanese, so
what was the point? At least, if he walked around, he would get to see
something interesting. Gott knew he needed a change in scenery.
He found himself liking Tokyo very much, which came at
a surprise. The people were very nice, and unlike in other cities, did
not try to push others over in their hurry to get to where they were going.
Nope, it was pleasant, polite city, even though it had the usual smog and
traffic associated with big cities. If he had to, he could actually live
in Tokyo.
And there was something drawing him to the streets.. Something
that was.. That was like what? It was not like home.. Nor like the institute..
Maybe.. No, there was no way that was it. No.
He sighed, looking across the street at a florist shop.
'Kitty in the House' the sign read, and he could not help himself but grin.
Not only did the shop seem very, very popular, judging by the amount of
girls hanging around the four men that seemed to work there, but he found
it amusing that the shop carried the name of one of his teammates as well.
He would have to tease Kitty about that. Of course, after she had caught
up on her sleep, that is. She might kill him otherwise. And he did not
enjoy the idea of being killed by a sleepy, but very angry, girl that was
younger than him, if even only by a year. How stupid would that look on
his grave? 'Kurt Wagner, killed by a raging freshman.'
Kurt smiled sadly at that thought. He suddenly felt very
lonely, without one of his friends for a change. His loneliness was not
because of the fact that he had been alone for most of his life, but because
he realized just how much he now depended on his friends for security and
for self-esteem. But even still.. It had taken them a while to except Kurt
because of his looks.. They had been scared of him at first. And sometimes
he still scared them, such as when he touched them without warning.
He sighed. Even there, it seemed as if he was not fully
accepted. He just wished, just wished that there was someone like him.
Someone in the exact same position as he.. He could care less about their
age, or even their gender, as long as he had someone that knew how it felt
to be hated for their looks.. Someone who shared the same curse as was
given to him..
Nightcrawler sighed, and continued walking, wrapping his
tail around his waist tightly, as to not accidently touch anyone with it.
He suddenly felt very, very alone.
"So tell me, why the hell are we here again?" Pietro asked,
complaining, as he waited near the luggage conveyor belt for their suitcases
and bags. "This thing is too damn slow.."
Lance rolled his eyes. "Mystique wants us to go and capture
two little mutants. Said that we could use them as future members. And
that the goodie-two-shoes don't know about them yet, even though they're
here."
"Ah." -So he hasn't be told the real reason, has he?-
Pietro thought. -He doesn't know that Magneto sent us all here to kill
them.. To prove our loyalty. Something about them escaping from a top-secret
Facility of some sort.- He frowned, not liking the prospect of murder.
Of course he had been a thief, and a bully, but a murderer? That was on
another different level. And the murderer of children, who were stuck in
some unknown place, probably scared, tired and hungry?
He remembered when it was like that for him.. And his
time in the orphanage. He had been able to keep his mutant identity a secret,
even with his strange, white hair. From what he had been told, these children
had more extreme physical differences from normal humans, and had no chance
to even seem remotely normal. Pietro could only guess what they were going
through. It had to be worse than what he went through when the police found
out he was a mutant.
Pietro winced. That was *NOT* a pleasant memory. If Magneto
had not of saved him.. They would have beaten him much worse than the initial
beating. It had been hell. And he barely even *LOOKED* like a mutant.
Those children had to be going through something much,
much worse. How could he kill children that knew what he had gone through..?
Pietro had to keep his thoughts a secret. If Magneto knew about them, he
could get into trouble. And getting into trouble would mean that the beatings
might start again.
There was no way he would let the beatings start again.
But would these children die because of his silence? What would have happened
had Magneto remained 'silent' about Pietro's captivity in jail?
"Lance to Pietro, c'mon, I got all the baggage, you idiot!"
Pietro let out a small gasp as he thoughts were torn back to reality.
"Sorry.. I was thinking.."
"THINKING?! More like zoning out, looking like a moron!
Besides, we're not given free food and stuff because of our thoughts, you
know. We get them because we follow orders." Lance stated, throwing Pietro's
bag at him.
The speed-demon caught it clumsily, nearly dropping it,
still snapping back to reality. "Hey, it's not my fault I got brain cells,
and that I like to use them every once in a while..!" He felt his anger
rising in his chest, mixed with his worry over what they had been sent
to do.
Lance shrugged. "Ehh.. Don't want to argue about it; that
damn jetlag's getting to me. I just want to get to the hotel and collapse!
Not to mention have a beer or something. How come you never drink, Pietro?"
"Because alcohol doesn't agree with me, you moron!" Magneto
had forbidden him to drink it, because he did not want Pietro to 'harm
himself' with it. As it turned out, it reacted badly with his metabolism,
and the last time he had some, it had caused him to end up in the hospital,
almost dead. Pietro was happy when he was told this would only last through
his teenage years, and that would be it. He would be able to drink freely
like Lance then. Fred and Todd were also forbidden to drink; Fred because
he was too fat, and Todd, because he got drunk too easily. The last time
he got drunk..
Pietro shivered. No, that was a bad memory. Very very
*BAD* and not to mention, disgusting as well.
"Oh yeah.." Lance smirked, and Pietro had half the mind
to wipe that smile off his face. However, he knew that Mystique would
not be very happy with him beating up his fellow teammate.
"Do you *HAVE* to rub it in?"
"Of course, I need to be an asshole every once in a while.
It comes with the job description."
"Job? We don't even get *PAID* for all this! You just
like to annoy the shit out of me, don't you."
Lance only grinned back.
"Damn you.. I'm going to kill you one of these days..!"
"You couldn't; you'd miss me too much."
Pietro, with a jolt of shock, realized that Lance was
right. He was the only friend Quicksilver ever truly had. And that, although
it worried him, it also brought himself some comfort too. Magneto warned
him against forming friendships, saying they only made room for weakness.
But he worried more about the fact that he did not want
these 'twin mutants' they were sent to kill to die.
And what worried him the most, was that he was hoping,
praying to the God he barely believed in, that the X-Men would find the
twins first.
What was he becoming? Was he going SOFT?
He shuddered. Not good. Not good at all.
"No I wouldn't.. I'd get your Playstation games. They'd
keep me from missing you," Pietro shot back, and Lance laughed, because
he knew, as well as Pietro, that it was a lie.
Kurt yawned, rubbing his eyes as he looked at his holo-watch.
With a small shout of terror, his eyes focused on the indicator that told
him the remaining power in the watch's battery.
It read: WARNING! 2% Battery Power Remaining! Replace
IMMEDIATELY!
Why hadn't the alarm gone off?! It was suppose to go off
when there was only ten percent of the overall juice in the battery remaining..!
With growing fear, Kurt realized that he had forgotten
to tell the Professor that the sound had been busted the last time he had
fallen on the watch! How stupid could he get?!
He looked around frantically for a place where he could
safely teleport back to the Japanese Institute.
And with a second jolt of panic, he realized that he had
no idea where it was in relation to his current location!
If he failed to remember in time.. Gott only knew how
everyone would react when they saw what blue fuzzy *really* looked like.
His heart pounding, he tried to think. And even as he
tried to remember, he mind was reminding him of what the people around
him would say when the watch failed.
"{Mutants!}"
"{Demon-spawn!}"
"{Devil's children!}"
"{Kill them!}"
Why was his mind projecting the shouts in Japanese?! He
could not even speak the language!
And with the third jolt of panick within a few minutes,
he realized he was really hearing the shouts of fear and anger.
He looked around, with terror in his eyes. He had been
found! They would beat him, or worse, kill him!
Kurt began to pray, hoping Gott was truly on his side,
and not their's..
His prayer was interrupted by a high-pitched, blood-curtling
scream. "{IIEEEEE!!!!!}"
Ears twitching, he picked up the sound, and realized with
a curse escaping his mouth that it was not him that would be suffering
that fate, and that his watch still functioned.
It was a child that would suffer that fate! The fate that
he believe to be his, but dealed cruelly to an even more innocent being
than he!
Anger, deeply rooted anger, burned in his chest, filling
his being. He balled his hands into fists, and dug his fingernails into
his palms until they drew blood. His tail twitched, and his entire body
quivered with angry. Adrenaline filled his bloodstream, as he smelled fear
of not one, but two children. Two innocent children's screams filled his
ears with noise.
No! It would not happen. He would not allow innocent children
to suffer the same fate as he had! He would *NOT!*
With energy fueled by his anger, he rushed towards the
gathering crowd. He would not let those children die today.
End of Chapter 2
Oh boy, was that chapter ever hard to finish.. But I really love the ending.. Can't believe it actually turned out good enough to post, but hey, here it is. Hopefully people will review it this time! Please, I'm begging you, review!
Oh, and since I use a whole bunch of Japanese terms, I decided I'd better provide you with some translations..
itai = ow, ouch
baka = idiot, moron
yamatte = stop, quit it
uresai = shut up, be quite
hai = yes
iie = no
-sensei = teacher (Japanese use suffixes instead of prefixes like 'Mr'
or 'Ms' such as we do in English)
I'm not sure if I used any others than those, but.. Well, tell me if
I missed any and I'll add them to the list.
Eehh... I can't believe this thing ended up being 12 pages. ^^;; Hopefully
chapter 3 will be smaller.