Chains of Separation
Part Five: While Mystique's Away.
Kat Warrior I'm pretty sure I said this last time but oh well. This focuses pretty much on Kurt and the Brotherhood. Also: This contains no slash/ yaoi material. Kurt and Amanda are a couple in my eyes. I will reveal some of my religious beliefs here, but only briefly and I'm not preaching; it's an added element
to the story, and keep in mind that Kurt IS Catholic!
Elizabeth sighed as she fingered her uniform. At last, she had earned her official X-Men attire and was a member of the team. Her dream of using her power to wield and manipulate electricity to help people had finally come true. The only problem was that Kurt hadn't been there to see her advance from a trainee to a member. That was truly a shame because it was he that she had spent a good deal of time training under, and he that had encouraged her to try her best but enjoy the journey.
"I wish you were here," she murmured, clinging tightly to the uniform, no longer admiring the violet shoulder armor and the X pendant that acted as a brooch. She really did miss him, and wanted him to see her in her uniform. After all, she couldn't have done it without him.
***
Most of the Brotherhood sat idly in the lounge of their base, listening to what Pierto was saying.
"You all know that Mystique and the doc stepped out for pretty much the day, and that makes me in charge since I am, after all, Magneto's son. Mystique also told us to make sure the fuzz-ball doesn't escape and has something to eat, so my first act as temporary leader will be to appoint Toad his keeper for today."
Todd's head shot up and his eyes went wide.
"You want me to look after the elf?" he cried, "That fuzz-ball hates me!"
"He hates all of us," Lance reminded him.
"Don't question me!" Pierto snapped haughtily, "Just get to work. You need to stay outside his door and make sure he doesn't try anything."
Grumbling and cursing, Todd grabbed his hand-held game system and stomped off in the general direction of Kurt's room ***
Kurt snarled and rolled over again. He wasn't tired at all, and had nothing to do. He was quite convinced that Mystique was trying to break him by making him bored out of his mind.
He sat up, quite convinced that he wasn't going back to sleep. He looked himself over and decided to try and bathe in the small bathroom. He braced himself, and teleported his way there.
He felt a momentary dizziness, but quickly regained his composure and began to fill the small, beat-up tub with warm water.
"I must be losing the hang of my teleporting," he thought, "I haven't done it for a few days, so I guess that's reasonable. I need to get back into practice!" He turned his head in startled curiosity when he heard a knock on the door.
"Coming!" he called as he rushed to slip on his boxers and t-shirt before teleporting over to the door. He was even more startled when he opened it and found Toad.
"What do you want?" he asked, slightly bitter.
"I've been put in the position of your care-taker for a while just to let ya know. You OK in there?"
"Peachy," was the blue-furred boy's reply, "I'll let you know if I need anything." Without another word, he shut the door and teleported back into the small bathroom. Once there, he quickly searched the room for surveillance equipment. Convinced that he had complete privacy, Kurt was finally able to get into the tub.
***
About ten o' clock, Todd glanced at his watch.
"He must be hungry by now," he thought, "Since I'm stuck taking care of him, I guess I'll hop down to the kitchen and find him something. What do fuzzy elves eat, anyway?"
Before long, Todd arrived in the kitchen. He found Tabitha there, guzzling down a Tangerine Smash soda.
"Yo," Todd greeted as he entered, "Listen, could you do me a favor?"
Tabitha raised a curios eyebrow at him.
"Uh, I think the fuzz-ball might be getting hungry, so I thought I should bring him something. Problem is, I don't know what furry elves like to eat."
Tabitha laughed. "The same thing almost everyone else does. Here, I'll put something together, but remember that I'm doing it for Blue, not you, got it?"
Todd nodded and hopped up onto a counter to watch her. She rounded up some crackers, cheese, and meat and made them into about five little sandwiches and grabbed some strawberries, a Tangerine Smash, and an orange-crème pop sickle.
"That should hold him over for a little while at least," she said, placing the meal on a tray and handing it to Todd. "Now try not to spill it or breathe on it, OK?"
But Todd wasn't really listening. He was hopping away, calling a "Thanks!" over his shoulder.
***
Kurt looked up from toweling off his hair and fur when he heard a knock on the door. He pulled on some clothing and rushed to the door again, grumbling. Why wouldn't Toad just let him be?
"Yes?" he asked with irritation as he opened the door again.
"Brought you somethin' to eat," Todd informed him, holding out the tray, "Enjoy!"
"Um. thanks." Kurt stuttered. The last thing he had expected was Todd to remember to feed him. He looked at the shorter boy a moment, not sure what to say.
"Better eat it before it gets cold or somethin'," Todd insisted, trying to bring the furry boy back from wherever his mind had wondered.
"Of. of course! Thanks." Kurt ducked back into his room and closed the door gently. He was still surprised that Todd was actually taking care of him. Sure the boy smelled bad and had horrible eating habits and manners. He might have been a member of the Brotherhood, but maybe he wasn't all bad.
"Perhaps he just needs someone to be kind to him," Kurt considered aloud as he started eating, "Maybe that's why he joined the Brotherhood. he wanted somewhere to fit in."
***
Kurt quietly poked his head outside the door curiously, wondering if Todd had gotten bored and left. No, there he sat faithfully, guarding his post and playing a noisy pocket-game.
"Hey," Kurt greeted quietly.
Todd practically leapt out of his skin when he suddenly heard a voice behind him. He turned around quickly, his eyes wide.
"You almost gave me a heart attack, yo!" he cried, "What's the deal?"
"Sorry," Kurt replied, trying not to laugh, "I just wanted to talk to you for a moment."
"You know that I can't let you outta there."
"Ja, I know. You don't have to. I'll just stand here in the doorway. I wanted to thank you for being so considerate as to bring me something to eat. and I wanted to ask you something. Why did you join the Brotherhood?"
Todd was quiet a moment, and then said "Some kids got it good, yo. You don't have to worry about fitting in 'cause you got that holo-thing to hide being a mutant. I can't hide it, and I can't fit anywhere but here. I'm a loner, yo. No one needs the Toad's friendship and the Toad doesn't need theirs."
"Aren't Pierto, Lance, Tabitha, and Fred your friends?" Kurt dared to ask, opening the door a little more and sitting down on the floor.
"Nah. But this is the easiest place for me to fit in. None o' them would risk one hair on their heads for me, but at least I got a home. No one loves the Toad."
"Jesus loves the outcasts," Kurt informed him quietly, "He loves the ones the world just loves to hate."
"Really?" Todd asked, "Mystique says that God or Jesus person of yours only loves humans."
Kurt sighed, thinking of an answer. Finally, he had one. "My mother is quite blinded. She's let her hatred get in the way of truth and--"
The ground shook and the door closed, ending the conversation between the two mutants.
"What'd you do that for?" Todd demanded angrily of Lance, hopping to his feet and glaring at the taller boy.
"I don't want that fuzz-ball brainwashing you," Lance snarled, "I'm just doing what Mystique wants, so I can't let Nightcrawler say something like that about her, especially if he's trying to change one of my teammates."
Todd smiled a little. Maybe one of his teammates cared about him, after all.
***
Kurt sighed and hung his head. He had been so close to making a new friend, and possibly brining a new member to the X-Men, and more importantly making Todd's life much better.
Maybe he would be able to reach Todd at another time and in a different, safer environment, but not now. Perhaps it was not the time that God had intended. At least he had given Todd some hope.
Kurt got up slowly and ambled over to his bed. He was tired and his wound was sore, and he had nothing to do besides. He might as well just sleep.
He crawled onto the bed and under the blankets. Once settled, he stared at the ceiling for a long time, thinking of his dear friends back at the institute and of Amanda. His dear Amanda. would he ever get see her again? It was becoming rather difficult for him to believe so.
"Dear Amanda," he thought as he drifted off, "Please don't forget me. I will try to come back to you."
Part Five: While Mystique's Away.
Kat Warrior I'm pretty sure I said this last time but oh well. This focuses pretty much on Kurt and the Brotherhood. Also: This contains no slash/ yaoi material. Kurt and Amanda are a couple in my eyes. I will reveal some of my religious beliefs here, but only briefly and I'm not preaching; it's an added element
to the story, and keep in mind that Kurt IS Catholic!
Elizabeth sighed as she fingered her uniform. At last, she had earned her official X-Men attire and was a member of the team. Her dream of using her power to wield and manipulate electricity to help people had finally come true. The only problem was that Kurt hadn't been there to see her advance from a trainee to a member. That was truly a shame because it was he that she had spent a good deal of time training under, and he that had encouraged her to try her best but enjoy the journey.
"I wish you were here," she murmured, clinging tightly to the uniform, no longer admiring the violet shoulder armor and the X pendant that acted as a brooch. She really did miss him, and wanted him to see her in her uniform. After all, she couldn't have done it without him.
***
Most of the Brotherhood sat idly in the lounge of their base, listening to what Pierto was saying.
"You all know that Mystique and the doc stepped out for pretty much the day, and that makes me in charge since I am, after all, Magneto's son. Mystique also told us to make sure the fuzz-ball doesn't escape and has something to eat, so my first act as temporary leader will be to appoint Toad his keeper for today."
Todd's head shot up and his eyes went wide.
"You want me to look after the elf?" he cried, "That fuzz-ball hates me!"
"He hates all of us," Lance reminded him.
"Don't question me!" Pierto snapped haughtily, "Just get to work. You need to stay outside his door and make sure he doesn't try anything."
Grumbling and cursing, Todd grabbed his hand-held game system and stomped off in the general direction of Kurt's room ***
Kurt snarled and rolled over again. He wasn't tired at all, and had nothing to do. He was quite convinced that Mystique was trying to break him by making him bored out of his mind.
He sat up, quite convinced that he wasn't going back to sleep. He looked himself over and decided to try and bathe in the small bathroom. He braced himself, and teleported his way there.
He felt a momentary dizziness, but quickly regained his composure and began to fill the small, beat-up tub with warm water.
"I must be losing the hang of my teleporting," he thought, "I haven't done it for a few days, so I guess that's reasonable. I need to get back into practice!" He turned his head in startled curiosity when he heard a knock on the door.
"Coming!" he called as he rushed to slip on his boxers and t-shirt before teleporting over to the door. He was even more startled when he opened it and found Toad.
"What do you want?" he asked, slightly bitter.
"I've been put in the position of your care-taker for a while just to let ya know. You OK in there?"
"Peachy," was the blue-furred boy's reply, "I'll let you know if I need anything." Without another word, he shut the door and teleported back into the small bathroom. Once there, he quickly searched the room for surveillance equipment. Convinced that he had complete privacy, Kurt was finally able to get into the tub.
***
About ten o' clock, Todd glanced at his watch.
"He must be hungry by now," he thought, "Since I'm stuck taking care of him, I guess I'll hop down to the kitchen and find him something. What do fuzzy elves eat, anyway?"
Before long, Todd arrived in the kitchen. He found Tabitha there, guzzling down a Tangerine Smash soda.
"Yo," Todd greeted as he entered, "Listen, could you do me a favor?"
Tabitha raised a curios eyebrow at him.
"Uh, I think the fuzz-ball might be getting hungry, so I thought I should bring him something. Problem is, I don't know what furry elves like to eat."
Tabitha laughed. "The same thing almost everyone else does. Here, I'll put something together, but remember that I'm doing it for Blue, not you, got it?"
Todd nodded and hopped up onto a counter to watch her. She rounded up some crackers, cheese, and meat and made them into about five little sandwiches and grabbed some strawberries, a Tangerine Smash, and an orange-crème pop sickle.
"That should hold him over for a little while at least," she said, placing the meal on a tray and handing it to Todd. "Now try not to spill it or breathe on it, OK?"
But Todd wasn't really listening. He was hopping away, calling a "Thanks!" over his shoulder.
***
Kurt looked up from toweling off his hair and fur when he heard a knock on the door. He pulled on some clothing and rushed to the door again, grumbling. Why wouldn't Toad just let him be?
"Yes?" he asked with irritation as he opened the door again.
"Brought you somethin' to eat," Todd informed him, holding out the tray, "Enjoy!"
"Um. thanks." Kurt stuttered. The last thing he had expected was Todd to remember to feed him. He looked at the shorter boy a moment, not sure what to say.
"Better eat it before it gets cold or somethin'," Todd insisted, trying to bring the furry boy back from wherever his mind had wondered.
"Of. of course! Thanks." Kurt ducked back into his room and closed the door gently. He was still surprised that Todd was actually taking care of him. Sure the boy smelled bad and had horrible eating habits and manners. He might have been a member of the Brotherhood, but maybe he wasn't all bad.
"Perhaps he just needs someone to be kind to him," Kurt considered aloud as he started eating, "Maybe that's why he joined the Brotherhood. he wanted somewhere to fit in."
***
Kurt quietly poked his head outside the door curiously, wondering if Todd had gotten bored and left. No, there he sat faithfully, guarding his post and playing a noisy pocket-game.
"Hey," Kurt greeted quietly.
Todd practically leapt out of his skin when he suddenly heard a voice behind him. He turned around quickly, his eyes wide.
"You almost gave me a heart attack, yo!" he cried, "What's the deal?"
"Sorry," Kurt replied, trying not to laugh, "I just wanted to talk to you for a moment."
"You know that I can't let you outta there."
"Ja, I know. You don't have to. I'll just stand here in the doorway. I wanted to thank you for being so considerate as to bring me something to eat. and I wanted to ask you something. Why did you join the Brotherhood?"
Todd was quiet a moment, and then said "Some kids got it good, yo. You don't have to worry about fitting in 'cause you got that holo-thing to hide being a mutant. I can't hide it, and I can't fit anywhere but here. I'm a loner, yo. No one needs the Toad's friendship and the Toad doesn't need theirs."
"Aren't Pierto, Lance, Tabitha, and Fred your friends?" Kurt dared to ask, opening the door a little more and sitting down on the floor.
"Nah. But this is the easiest place for me to fit in. None o' them would risk one hair on their heads for me, but at least I got a home. No one loves the Toad."
"Jesus loves the outcasts," Kurt informed him quietly, "He loves the ones the world just loves to hate."
"Really?" Todd asked, "Mystique says that God or Jesus person of yours only loves humans."
Kurt sighed, thinking of an answer. Finally, he had one. "My mother is quite blinded. She's let her hatred get in the way of truth and--"
The ground shook and the door closed, ending the conversation between the two mutants.
"What'd you do that for?" Todd demanded angrily of Lance, hopping to his feet and glaring at the taller boy.
"I don't want that fuzz-ball brainwashing you," Lance snarled, "I'm just doing what Mystique wants, so I can't let Nightcrawler say something like that about her, especially if he's trying to change one of my teammates."
Todd smiled a little. Maybe one of his teammates cared about him, after all.
***
Kurt sighed and hung his head. He had been so close to making a new friend, and possibly brining a new member to the X-Men, and more importantly making Todd's life much better.
Maybe he would be able to reach Todd at another time and in a different, safer environment, but not now. Perhaps it was not the time that God had intended. At least he had given Todd some hope.
Kurt got up slowly and ambled over to his bed. He was tired and his wound was sore, and he had nothing to do besides. He might as well just sleep.
He crawled onto the bed and under the blankets. Once settled, he stared at the ceiling for a long time, thinking of his dear friends back at the institute and of Amanda. His dear Amanda. would he ever get see her again? It was becoming rather difficult for him to believe so.
"Dear Amanda," he thought as he drifted off, "Please don't forget me. I will try to come back to you."
