Disclaimer: Look at earlier chapters; constantly repeating myself is becoming tiresome...

Note: If I get enough requests, I may decide to explain any odd allusions I make in a story that just came to me... Of course, if I don't, then the mystery will remain. I would like to thank everyone for the wonderful reviews. It went from 11 to 23 and none of you realize how ecstatic that made me. For those who commented that Kurt is Catholic, I have no idea what the people call themselves. If it makes you feel any better, I'll have a monk marry them. And I never was sure if the Professor was both or just a telepath and so apologize.

Dedications: This chapter is to be dedicated to batE, InterNutter, and my almost-sister, TopaZ. Thank you so much for reading and supporting me. ^_^


The plane ride would have been murder. Thankfully, the Wagners had opted not to take a plane. Instead, a spacious suite had been booked on a mutant's luxury cruise to the shores of Africa had been booked by none other than the Professor, by Kurt's request. This had been the founder of the Institute's wedding gift to them, as well as a week's stay in Egypt and a cruise back. The newly christened Mrs. Wagner wandered the shining decks of the humongous ship, The Mary Sue, searching for her conspicuously absent husband. Oddly enough, the Mary Sue had been easy to find, the only ship of it's kind, one which solely transported mutants, catering to the needs and odd little whims that certain types of mutants required or might request. A perfect example might be the missing Kurt Wagner, a fuzzy, blue mutant who could actually move about without the hated image inducer that hid the adorable fangs and constantly swishing tail while on board the ship.
Kitty reached out her arm, hoping to stop a passing attendant and ask whether he knew where her elf had disappeared to, yet he merely continued walking and the twenty year old had to quickly phase her arm out to prevent the knocking down of the man. Frowning, she angrily addressed the attendant, "Excuse me, but aren't you supposed to help the passengers when they ask you?" Again the man merely continued walking. Huffing, the woman decided to wait in her room for the miscreant.
Just as she neared the pool, a joy-filled yell ricocheyed{sorry if spelled wrong} about, causing Kitty to turn towards the pool. In the air above the half-moon of water was her husband, apparentally leaving the water after seeing her brilliant chestnut hair. Fangs gleaming, the soggy bundle of fur torpedoed into the love of his life, incapable of movement when he tightly embraced her and 'ported both to the one of the three rooms that composed their suite. Softly, he bit her neck then went into the bathroom to grab a towel. His wife merely stood there, feeling slightly overwhelmed for a few moments. But when Kurt came out of the bathroom, she speedily regained her bearings.
"Kurt Wagner, where the hell have you been? I've been going over this ship non-stop all day, trying to find you. What is your deal?!" When the object her tirade had been aimed at had not only not began begging for forgiveness, but had started laughing, Kitty began to feel her face go scarlet. "WHAT?"
"Mein Katzchen, I love you so much. I vas buszy arranging a leetle somzhing vor us alone tonight. Zhe capitain seemed razher eager to help me, actually. I zhink you'll haf fun. Vhen you saw me, I had just finished making zhe arrangements and vas just trying to get rid of zhe sweat."
That night, and all the others which the newly married couple spent on the Mary Sue were wonderful, full of fun and joyous celebrating. Finally they belonged to one another and could not be separated.

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Egypt, a place of many dissensions, many wars, and many riches. The beauties of Egypt were plentiful as well, and those were what the Wagners were there to see. At the point where we catch up to them, they are touring a rather neglected pyramid that many felt insignificant to the study of ancient times. Yet, the two seemed to be drawn to a certain room situated in the exact center of the sand pyramid. In the room, a small throne of black gold glinted angrily at the couple who suddenly screamed as images and memories flooded them far too thickly for their human minds to be capable of handling it. A millisecond later, both collasped into heaps on the sandy floor.

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"Professor, Rogue, Jean, Jubilee! It's totally great to see you guys again! You would not believe what happened to us in Egypt! Totally creepy in a big way!" The ex-valley girl raced up the stairs, eager to hug her best friends and exchange news. "And where's Saraa and Jaes? I've been missing their jam-covered hands." Giggling, the girls went of in search of the twins.
Left were the males of the more original X-Men and Bobby. "Kurt, what did happen in Egypt? I hope it was nothing too traumatic." The Professor looked at the grown up mutant, worry coloring his voice.
"Yeah, man, cause if it was anything like what happened here a few days ago, then you had it bad." Evan piped up, looking grim. "Jean, Auntie O, Scott, Rogue, me, and a few of the others all just started started falling down and screaming."
Kurt looked at them, smiled oddly, and told them matter-of-factly, "Welcome to Mutant High, home of the X-men, new and old."



Author's note: And that is where it ends. If you like, though, I can write this little thing I've been messing around with concerning Egypt and what happened. If no one's intrigued, though, that's fine too. Again with the author's bribe, and all other reviewers are quite welcome as well. Sorry if this chapter was crap. ^_^

~The Alciontae Shadow~