Hey all, fourth chapter! Ok, whenever it's a first person perspective, it's
Kurt's POV unless stated otherwise. Either the fifth or sixth chapter is
going to be a songfic, depending on how far I get into
the plot in this chap. Quotes with * around them are spoke in German. Tell me how long you'll keep reading. Seventh chapter, or maybe eighth? R&R.
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The girl carefully stripped away wood and leaves, looking over her shoulder once in a while to see if anyone was coming back. She did not want a confrontation, or even a meeting. She knew she was pretty handy
with her clear claws, but they retracted rather slow. Ah-hah! She thought as she uncovered a door. She stuck her claws in the edge and tryed to pry it open....
She silently cursed to herself as her claws slid out of the door,
knocking her backwards. She picked herself up and began stripping leaves away from the front. Making her way up, she uncovered the windshield.
"Wow, these people have the works." She sighed softly to herself,
peering in.
"I wonder why they're here?"
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"Now, Kurt, your parents have agreed to house us for the night."
I looked up at Xavier.
"Only the night?"
"Really. I thought we were staying a couple days, at least."
"So, we're leaving tomorrow?"
The team had various questions, but the professer answered them all in a sentence.
"Yes, It's early enough to go talk to Cilia and her parents and we are leaving tomorrow evening,"
Cilia,that was an interesting name. He pronounced it Seel-ea. I knew why he wanted to get this done so fast. He had left Ororo, Logan, and Mr. Mccoy in charge of the new recruits, but he still feared an attack while we were so far away.
"Kurt's parents are expecting us around two-thirty, so tell them to expect the rest of us who are going to be recruiting around five.
We can't all go talk to Cilia, so Kurt and Kitty, come with me.
Scott,Jean, I trust you to watch the rest of them."
I sighed rather audibly when he said I was going with him. I knew why he did it, because she was German, but I hate recruiting. Don't ask why, I have no idea, I just don't like it. Xavier gave me a look telling me there was no way I was getting out of this one and started wheeling away. Kitty followed readily, but I hung back a bit.
After walking a bit, we came to the suburbs. Kitty and I started a small talk, while Xavier just kept going. When he stopped very suddenly, we almost ran into him. Well, correction, Kitty phased through him and I almost toppled over him.
"Is zis it?" I said with a tad of sarcasm.
"Yes, Kurt."
We helped the professer up the stairs and waited as he knocked on the door.
"Guten tag?" A woman opened the door with raised eyebrow(A/N: Or what ever is the German equivilent)
"Hello, may we come in?"
The woman looked at Xavier for a second, in which I thought oh,great,she doesn't know English., then she responded with
"What's your buisness?"
"I need to talk to you about your daughter."
The woman again gave him a "judging" look, then stepped away from the
door, letting us in.
"What is it?" She looked a bit confused, but what really caught me was the way she spoke in the classic American non-accent. It made me wonder if Cilia spoke that way too, or if she even knew both languages.
"Well, you see, your daughter has a very special trait..."
He continued talking as the woman led us into her living room,
where she invited us to sit down. Xavier talked for about an hour and a half about the X-gene. I wasn't really listening, which was why I was the first to notice when a teenage girl peered aroung the corner.
She was a meduim build, about five foot four, black eyes, and brown hair, except it was more like a golden color than brown. She had a bit of a confused look on her face. Then she noticed me looking at her and ran up the stairs right next to the doorway.
"Umm, Mrs. Kies? I think your daughter's home."
"Hmm?" She looked up. " Oh, let me go talk to her. As I've told you,
she's very shy, which is why I'm hesitating saying yes without her input...Excuse me."
She got up and walked up the stairs. "Cilia,dear?"
"So, what do you think, Kurt,Kitty?"
"I think she'll be a good addition to the team, but the way Mrs. Kies was talking, she might have trouble adjusting." Kitty piped.
" She looked nice." I said.
"Well, I think that if Cilia can adjust,she'll be fine. I just hope that she agrees to coming."
Then Mrs. Kies came back down with a very hesitant Cilia following.
" Here, this is Cilia. Cilia, meet Professer Charles Xavier, Kurt Wagner and Kitty Pryde. They are offering to help you control your gifts."
Cilia studied Xavier in a manner much unlike her mother's. She seemed like a very quiet kid. Then, Kitty jumped up and stuck her hand out.
Cilia accepted it slowly, studing Kitty keeping her eyes on Xavier.
"Hello, Cilia, I'm Professer Xavier. I would like you to come to my school for gifted youngsters like yourself. I'd like you to show us your gifts, if you would."
"Why should I?" Cilia had a very calm voice,steady and quiet.This remark seemed to catch Xavier off-guard,but it gave me relief because I was not looking forward to translating.
"Because I want to show you something. These two are students at my school." He turned around and looked at me. "Kurt, please show her."
Again, I made a very audible sigh, then..BAMF. I was behind her.
She looked over her shoulder at me, then back to Xavier. Geez, it seemed like nothing shocked or suprised this girl. She looked away for a second then held one hand up, looking somewhat distracted. Sh-sh-sh-shink. Claws came out of her fingertips, but they weren't like Wolverine's. They were clear and had a wicked curve in them.
"Please, professer, let her have a night to decide. Tommorow at one,
alright?" Mrs. Kies said.
"We'll see you at one, then."
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When we got back to my house, we got bombarded with questions from the X- men out front.
"What was she like?"
"Do you think she'll make a good addition?"
Fortunatly, Kitty started answering them, so I could go in and see my parents. They were waiting for me in the living room.
*"Spirited bunch of friends there, huh, son?"* My dad commented on the ruckus outside.
*"Yeah."* I responded, flopping down on the couch.
*"I"ve made a lovely dinner for you all, seeing that you'll only be staying a night and I expect you'll be gone most of tomorrow."*
I smiled and rolled my eyes.Knowing my mom,a "lovely dinner" was going to be a feast that even Ororo couldn't beat. But before dinner, there was somthing I wanted to do.
"When's dinner?"
"Six. Why?"
"I'll be back at six."
With that I teleported out into the woods.
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Cilia POV.
"Mom! Did you call them? I told you, I've got control of my claws and my wings... Well,I'm learning to fly. I can't go!" I wailed.
"You can't or WON"T? It'll do you good to live with other kids with gifts and to be in America. Mabye you'll get over your shyness."
I crossed my arms and shook my head.
"There is no way you'll get me to go. I..I.. can't alright!?! I just..There's no way you can make me go." I reapeted stubbornly.
"Cilia, you've always been stubborn, but this really takes the cake."
My mother snapped." These people want to help you and you're just going to...to.. blow them off?!" At the last part, she struggled a bit for words, obviosly angry. But there was no way I was backing off on this one.
Let me fill you in a bit about why we were arguing in English. My mom's American "Born and bred", but my dad's German. I take after my mom, so I learned English first. But let me tell you, having two languages helps sometimes.
I sat down abrubtly, seething, my arms still crossed. I was already a outcast in my own little world and there was no way I was going to move over to America just to be a loner. Then I had an idea.
"Can I go over there for just a week? Like a trial period?"
My mom's face lit up. "You'll do that?"
I looked down for a moment and nodded.
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Back to Kurt's POV.
I really had no idea where I was going, but it felt good to be running through these woods again. Then again, it also brought a heavy feeling of loss.
"Won't stop, just go. Won't stop,just go." I reapeted silently to myself, working up my quirky running pattern. Then I reached down and hit my holowatch.
I ran for I have no idea how long, but when I checked my watch, it was five thirty. And I had no idea where I was, except that I could tell that I was near the edge of the forest. So I hit my holowatch again and made my way out. Into the graveyard.
I stopped dead ( No pun in10did) and looked around. Wait a minute. Maybe.. I wandered around for a couple minutes before I found it.
I crouched down to read the inscription, running my figers over the smooth stone.
Here lies Tier Messer
She gave happiness to all that were around her.
1988-2001
My friend. I could almost here her calling...Kurt....Kurt! Dinner's almost ready! Get back here. Jean's voice rang in my head. Coming.
I sighed and then...Bamf!
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Cilia POV.
I was upstairs in my room, packing and dreading going to this school for even a week. I knew it was my suggestion, but there was no way my mother was going to just let me blow this Xavier guy off. Too bad,'cause I would've in a heartbeat. The reason I didn't want to go was...well, let's just say my other power (that I had no intention of telling anyone) is "anti-social".
I could here my mom talking to my dad downstairs, so I quietly crept down into the kitchen to listen.
*"Please, let her go. It'll do her good."*
"Do her good? Do you know about her OTHER "gift"?"* My dad sounded somewhat angry.
My mother sighed. *"Of course I do. I think Charles may be able to help her with that."*
*"Yeah. Right. So what, Cilia's going to tell him? And if you tell... you know how angry she'll be. It's just not safely possible."*
I don't like being talked about behind my back, but my dad had a point. As much as I hated it.
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Back to Kurt's. Getting dizzy yet?
At one o'clock sharp, we arrived on the doorstop of Cilia's house and rang the bell. This time it was Jean instead of Kitty. Cilia's mom answered the door.
"Hello, Professer, I'd like to discuss an arrangment with you."she said, letting us in.
"Yes?"
"Well, Cilia wants to "try" your school. Would it be possible for her to stay for a week and then decide if she wants to stay?"
Xavier seemed taken aback, but then nodded. "Alright."
Mrs. Kies smiled "Danke, Professer." She then turned around and called up the stairs. "Cilia! Are you ready?"
Cilia came down the stairs with a large backpack over her shoulder and wearing tan capris (otherwise known as lederhosen A/n I think)and a red sleeveless sweater, looking like she didn't want to be there. She got the usual goodbyes from her mom and then followed us out.
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So, Watcha think? Should I do more, or just drop it? So ya know, the next chapter begins the next night, Cilia's first night at the mansion.
Yes, I know this on was long for me. ;P.
See the button right here? \/
the plot in this chap. Quotes with * around them are spoke in German. Tell me how long you'll keep reading. Seventh chapter, or maybe eighth? R&R.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The girl carefully stripped away wood and leaves, looking over her shoulder once in a while to see if anyone was coming back. She did not want a confrontation, or even a meeting. She knew she was pretty handy
with her clear claws, but they retracted rather slow. Ah-hah! She thought as she uncovered a door. She stuck her claws in the edge and tryed to pry it open....
She silently cursed to herself as her claws slid out of the door,
knocking her backwards. She picked herself up and began stripping leaves away from the front. Making her way up, she uncovered the windshield.
"Wow, these people have the works." She sighed softly to herself,
peering in.
"I wonder why they're here?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Now, Kurt, your parents have agreed to house us for the night."
I looked up at Xavier.
"Only the night?"
"Really. I thought we were staying a couple days, at least."
"So, we're leaving tomorrow?"
The team had various questions, but the professer answered them all in a sentence.
"Yes, It's early enough to go talk to Cilia and her parents and we are leaving tomorrow evening,"
Cilia,that was an interesting name. He pronounced it Seel-ea. I knew why he wanted to get this done so fast. He had left Ororo, Logan, and Mr. Mccoy in charge of the new recruits, but he still feared an attack while we were so far away.
"Kurt's parents are expecting us around two-thirty, so tell them to expect the rest of us who are going to be recruiting around five.
We can't all go talk to Cilia, so Kurt and Kitty, come with me.
Scott,Jean, I trust you to watch the rest of them."
I sighed rather audibly when he said I was going with him. I knew why he did it, because she was German, but I hate recruiting. Don't ask why, I have no idea, I just don't like it. Xavier gave me a look telling me there was no way I was getting out of this one and started wheeling away. Kitty followed readily, but I hung back a bit.
After walking a bit, we came to the suburbs. Kitty and I started a small talk, while Xavier just kept going. When he stopped very suddenly, we almost ran into him. Well, correction, Kitty phased through him and I almost toppled over him.
"Is zis it?" I said with a tad of sarcasm.
"Yes, Kurt."
We helped the professer up the stairs and waited as he knocked on the door.
"Guten tag?" A woman opened the door with raised eyebrow(A/N: Or what ever is the German equivilent)
"Hello, may we come in?"
The woman looked at Xavier for a second, in which I thought oh,great,she doesn't know English., then she responded with
"What's your buisness?"
"I need to talk to you about your daughter."
The woman again gave him a "judging" look, then stepped away from the
door, letting us in.
"What is it?" She looked a bit confused, but what really caught me was the way she spoke in the classic American non-accent. It made me wonder if Cilia spoke that way too, or if she even knew both languages.
"Well, you see, your daughter has a very special trait..."
He continued talking as the woman led us into her living room,
where she invited us to sit down. Xavier talked for about an hour and a half about the X-gene. I wasn't really listening, which was why I was the first to notice when a teenage girl peered aroung the corner.
She was a meduim build, about five foot four, black eyes, and brown hair, except it was more like a golden color than brown. She had a bit of a confused look on her face. Then she noticed me looking at her and ran up the stairs right next to the doorway.
"Umm, Mrs. Kies? I think your daughter's home."
"Hmm?" She looked up. " Oh, let me go talk to her. As I've told you,
she's very shy, which is why I'm hesitating saying yes without her input...Excuse me."
She got up and walked up the stairs. "Cilia,dear?"
"So, what do you think, Kurt,Kitty?"
"I think she'll be a good addition to the team, but the way Mrs. Kies was talking, she might have trouble adjusting." Kitty piped.
" She looked nice." I said.
"Well, I think that if Cilia can adjust,she'll be fine. I just hope that she agrees to coming."
Then Mrs. Kies came back down with a very hesitant Cilia following.
" Here, this is Cilia. Cilia, meet Professer Charles Xavier, Kurt Wagner and Kitty Pryde. They are offering to help you control your gifts."
Cilia studied Xavier in a manner much unlike her mother's. She seemed like a very quiet kid. Then, Kitty jumped up and stuck her hand out.
Cilia accepted it slowly, studing Kitty keeping her eyes on Xavier.
"Hello, Cilia, I'm Professer Xavier. I would like you to come to my school for gifted youngsters like yourself. I'd like you to show us your gifts, if you would."
"Why should I?" Cilia had a very calm voice,steady and quiet.This remark seemed to catch Xavier off-guard,but it gave me relief because I was not looking forward to translating.
"Because I want to show you something. These two are students at my school." He turned around and looked at me. "Kurt, please show her."
Again, I made a very audible sigh, then..BAMF. I was behind her.
She looked over her shoulder at me, then back to Xavier. Geez, it seemed like nothing shocked or suprised this girl. She looked away for a second then held one hand up, looking somewhat distracted. Sh-sh-sh-shink. Claws came out of her fingertips, but they weren't like Wolverine's. They were clear and had a wicked curve in them.
"Please, professer, let her have a night to decide. Tommorow at one,
alright?" Mrs. Kies said.
"We'll see you at one, then."
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When we got back to my house, we got bombarded with questions from the X- men out front.
"What was she like?"
"Do you think she'll make a good addition?"
Fortunatly, Kitty started answering them, so I could go in and see my parents. They were waiting for me in the living room.
*"Spirited bunch of friends there, huh, son?"* My dad commented on the ruckus outside.
*"Yeah."* I responded, flopping down on the couch.
*"I"ve made a lovely dinner for you all, seeing that you'll only be staying a night and I expect you'll be gone most of tomorrow."*
I smiled and rolled my eyes.Knowing my mom,a "lovely dinner" was going to be a feast that even Ororo couldn't beat. But before dinner, there was somthing I wanted to do.
"When's dinner?"
"Six. Why?"
"I'll be back at six."
With that I teleported out into the woods.
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Cilia POV.
"Mom! Did you call them? I told you, I've got control of my claws and my wings... Well,I'm learning to fly. I can't go!" I wailed.
"You can't or WON"T? It'll do you good to live with other kids with gifts and to be in America. Mabye you'll get over your shyness."
I crossed my arms and shook my head.
"There is no way you'll get me to go. I..I.. can't alright!?! I just..There's no way you can make me go." I reapeted stubbornly.
"Cilia, you've always been stubborn, but this really takes the cake."
My mother snapped." These people want to help you and you're just going to...to.. blow them off?!" At the last part, she struggled a bit for words, obviosly angry. But there was no way I was backing off on this one.
Let me fill you in a bit about why we were arguing in English. My mom's American "Born and bred", but my dad's German. I take after my mom, so I learned English first. But let me tell you, having two languages helps sometimes.
I sat down abrubtly, seething, my arms still crossed. I was already a outcast in my own little world and there was no way I was going to move over to America just to be a loner. Then I had an idea.
"Can I go over there for just a week? Like a trial period?"
My mom's face lit up. "You'll do that?"
I looked down for a moment and nodded.
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Back to Kurt's POV.
I really had no idea where I was going, but it felt good to be running through these woods again. Then again, it also brought a heavy feeling of loss.
"Won't stop, just go. Won't stop,just go." I reapeted silently to myself, working up my quirky running pattern. Then I reached down and hit my holowatch.
I ran for I have no idea how long, but when I checked my watch, it was five thirty. And I had no idea where I was, except that I could tell that I was near the edge of the forest. So I hit my holowatch again and made my way out. Into the graveyard.
I stopped dead ( No pun in10did) and looked around. Wait a minute. Maybe.. I wandered around for a couple minutes before I found it.
I crouched down to read the inscription, running my figers over the smooth stone.
Here lies Tier Messer
She gave happiness to all that were around her.
1988-2001
My friend. I could almost here her calling...Kurt....Kurt! Dinner's almost ready! Get back here. Jean's voice rang in my head. Coming.
I sighed and then...Bamf!
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Cilia POV.
I was upstairs in my room, packing and dreading going to this school for even a week. I knew it was my suggestion, but there was no way my mother was going to just let me blow this Xavier guy off. Too bad,'cause I would've in a heartbeat. The reason I didn't want to go was...well, let's just say my other power (that I had no intention of telling anyone) is "anti-social".
I could here my mom talking to my dad downstairs, so I quietly crept down into the kitchen to listen.
*"Please, let her go. It'll do her good."*
"Do her good? Do you know about her OTHER "gift"?"* My dad sounded somewhat angry.
My mother sighed. *"Of course I do. I think Charles may be able to help her with that."*
*"Yeah. Right. So what, Cilia's going to tell him? And if you tell... you know how angry she'll be. It's just not safely possible."*
I don't like being talked about behind my back, but my dad had a point. As much as I hated it.
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Back to Kurt's. Getting dizzy yet?
At one o'clock sharp, we arrived on the doorstop of Cilia's house and rang the bell. This time it was Jean instead of Kitty. Cilia's mom answered the door.
"Hello, Professer, I'd like to discuss an arrangment with you."she said, letting us in.
"Yes?"
"Well, Cilia wants to "try" your school. Would it be possible for her to stay for a week and then decide if she wants to stay?"
Xavier seemed taken aback, but then nodded. "Alright."
Mrs. Kies smiled "Danke, Professer." She then turned around and called up the stairs. "Cilia! Are you ready?"
Cilia came down the stairs with a large backpack over her shoulder and wearing tan capris (otherwise known as lederhosen A/n I think)and a red sleeveless sweater, looking like she didn't want to be there. She got the usual goodbyes from her mom and then followed us out.
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So, Watcha think? Should I do more, or just drop it? So ya know, the next chapter begins the next night, Cilia's first night at the mansion.
Yes, I know this on was long for me. ;P.
See the button right here? \/
