A/N: This is my first fanfic ever. I made this up; I'm only
using the characters. By the way, this is not a marysue.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-Men, nor any of the other characters in the show. I do own Dora and Sammy though, those two are original.
Bad Memories
Chapter 1: Nightmares From the Past
Kurt could hear guns being fired off in the night, the sounds echoed through the trees. He teleported to get farther away from the men with the guns. He found himself on a cliff overlooking the forest, from here he could see a great distance but it was impossible to see where his friends were among the trees. He ground his teeth together, he hated it when he wanted to help but couldn't. He needed to find his friends but he had no idea where they were. When they had been ambushed by the mob in their meeting place in a clearing in the forest they had all scattered in different directions. It would be useless to try looking for them, the forest was huge and it would take days to search through it all.
Another gunshot rang out in the distance, followed by a scream. There, he had a pretty good idea where the sound had come from. He teleported to the location he had fixed in his mind. He got there just in time to see a burly man thrown against a tree by a blast of air. There was only one person he knew who could do that. He turned his head toward the source of the blast.
He was dismayed to find that she was cradling a bleeding arm, which had been shot and was the cause of her scream. She was the only person he knew other than himself that was blue. She wasn't furry though; she was covered in smooth, indigo scales. From her back sprouted two spiny, blue wings. They were made of smooth scales, but around the edges were sharp spikes. Her blue hair hung down to her ankles in a taught, neat, braid.
"You okay, Diana?" He said concernedly in German.
"Call me Dora, no exceptions whatsoever! And don't worry, I've had worse injuries than this cutting myself with a hunting knife." She said, wincing every time she tried to move her wounded arm.
"Alright then, lets go find Sammy. He may need our help." Dora nodded and followed him through the trees.
A twig snapped and leaves rustled behind them. They turned around to see the man that Dora had knocked out pointing a gun at them. Before either of them could react the man pulled on the trigger, releasing a lead bullet from the gun barrel.
Kurt reacted in the only way he could at that moment. He teleported himself so that he then stood on the man's shoulders. He thrashed and scratched and kicked and beat the man with his fists till he finally managed to wretch the gun out of the man's hands. He teleported up into a tree to get out of the way of the blast of powerful wind he knew would come just then.
The only thing was, it didn't come. He looked at Dora wondering what was holding her back.
Blood spilled down her face, from the wound in the middle of her forehead. Her eyes were staring up at the night sky, seeing nothing.
~~~~~
"NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!" Kurt woke up screaming.
The blankets had twisted around him and he had to fight his way out. He ran his hand through his hair trying to relax. It had been a full year ever since she had died. She wasn't coming back, no miracles. Why couldn't he just forget her?
Because he had loved her, that was why he couldn't forget her. He knew he would never forget her, he didn't want to forget her. She wasn't the type of person you could just forget about. Kurt sighed, he couldn't even say her name without tears welling up in his eyes.
There was a knock on the door. "Thee door ees open." He said in slurred English.
Kitty's head peeped into the room. "Are you okay, Kurt?"
Kurt held his head in his hands, "Ja, I'm fine. Just ah nightmare."
"Um, okay. Ah, I'll go back to my room now. Seeya in the morning, Kurt."
"Goodnight, Keety."
Kurt lay back in bed after Kitty had left trying to flush the face of Dora Loksdale out of his mind.
A/N: Flames are accepted. R&R plz!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-Men, nor any of the other characters in the show. I do own Dora and Sammy though, those two are original.
Bad Memories
Chapter 1: Nightmares From the Past
Kurt could hear guns being fired off in the night, the sounds echoed through the trees. He teleported to get farther away from the men with the guns. He found himself on a cliff overlooking the forest, from here he could see a great distance but it was impossible to see where his friends were among the trees. He ground his teeth together, he hated it when he wanted to help but couldn't. He needed to find his friends but he had no idea where they were. When they had been ambushed by the mob in their meeting place in a clearing in the forest they had all scattered in different directions. It would be useless to try looking for them, the forest was huge and it would take days to search through it all.
Another gunshot rang out in the distance, followed by a scream. There, he had a pretty good idea where the sound had come from. He teleported to the location he had fixed in his mind. He got there just in time to see a burly man thrown against a tree by a blast of air. There was only one person he knew who could do that. He turned his head toward the source of the blast.
He was dismayed to find that she was cradling a bleeding arm, which had been shot and was the cause of her scream. She was the only person he knew other than himself that was blue. She wasn't furry though; she was covered in smooth, indigo scales. From her back sprouted two spiny, blue wings. They were made of smooth scales, but around the edges were sharp spikes. Her blue hair hung down to her ankles in a taught, neat, braid.
"You okay, Diana?" He said concernedly in German.
"Call me Dora, no exceptions whatsoever! And don't worry, I've had worse injuries than this cutting myself with a hunting knife." She said, wincing every time she tried to move her wounded arm.
"Alright then, lets go find Sammy. He may need our help." Dora nodded and followed him through the trees.
A twig snapped and leaves rustled behind them. They turned around to see the man that Dora had knocked out pointing a gun at them. Before either of them could react the man pulled on the trigger, releasing a lead bullet from the gun barrel.
Kurt reacted in the only way he could at that moment. He teleported himself so that he then stood on the man's shoulders. He thrashed and scratched and kicked and beat the man with his fists till he finally managed to wretch the gun out of the man's hands. He teleported up into a tree to get out of the way of the blast of powerful wind he knew would come just then.
The only thing was, it didn't come. He looked at Dora wondering what was holding her back.
Blood spilled down her face, from the wound in the middle of her forehead. Her eyes were staring up at the night sky, seeing nothing.
~~~~~
"NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!" Kurt woke up screaming.
The blankets had twisted around him and he had to fight his way out. He ran his hand through his hair trying to relax. It had been a full year ever since she had died. She wasn't coming back, no miracles. Why couldn't he just forget her?
Because he had loved her, that was why he couldn't forget her. He knew he would never forget her, he didn't want to forget her. She wasn't the type of person you could just forget about. Kurt sighed, he couldn't even say her name without tears welling up in his eyes.
There was a knock on the door. "Thee door ees open." He said in slurred English.
Kitty's head peeped into the room. "Are you okay, Kurt?"
Kurt held his head in his hands, "Ja, I'm fine. Just ah nightmare."
"Um, okay. Ah, I'll go back to my room now. Seeya in the morning, Kurt."
"Goodnight, Keety."
Kurt lay back in bed after Kitty had left trying to flush the face of Dora Loksdale out of his mind.
A/N: Flames are accepted. R&R plz!