Chapter 5: Confronted.
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Kurt wished he had time. To rest, to plan, to find a way out of this. Unfortunately for him, time was not on his side. Or Siobhan's. The six men had already noticed Siobhan running to the spire and started to chase.
"Verdammte auslanders!" he called out in a deep, menacing tone. The words summed up his feelings.
That distracted them from Siobhan. They all looked up in the direction of his voice, but he had already moved; making use of his acrobatic ability.
Kurt knew what he was capable of, he was confident in his skills. He just didn't want to use them in the way these men would. He clasped his rosary beads, closed his eyes just for a moment. Thou shalt not kill..... Kurt's silent prayer asked for the strength to defeat these men.
Nightcrawler opened his yellow eyes. Focus. He appeared before them, a sinister, dark figure, flashed a sly grin. Then as one of the men pulled the trigger of his weapon, Nightcrawler's tail struck first, the gun firing bullets into the wall.
One man dropped his gun in fear and ran screaming. Barry dodged behind a stone pillar, but did not follow up with any gunfire and considering the man's previous actions, Nightcrawler ignored him hoping the man would have the sense to follow the scared guy out the door. Fast reflexes beat down one thug employed for his imposing heavy build. Gonzo broke away from the group, out of sight and Nightcrawler, in mid teleport, did not notice him go.
Teleporting to where the screaming man's gun had dropped, Nightcrawler picked it up and fired - not to kill, but to wound. The round emptied, but not a single shot hit his target, instead bouncing off the walls, the small trigger hindering his aim.
The two men looked at each other. One aimed and fired, Nightcrawler jumped and sailed right over the man's head. He wanted to make sure they used up their rounds and that man seemed to comply as he fired wildly. The other man had already caught on and wisely kept his finger off the trigger.
Nightcrawler let his instinct guide him. In mid reload, the man felt a thump at the back of his head as Nightcrawler once again leapt, this time going for the attack. The man whipped round, gun in hand, but only an inky mist was to be seen.
His companion took a lucky guess as to what would happen next. So far, he hadn't fired. So he waited, heard the mutant re-emerge behind him, and then spun round.
He fired.
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Gonzo left his gang to their fate, he wanted the girl. He rubbed his hands in glee, thinking of the money he could make selling the girl to child prostitution. The deceased Miguel Rubano had been nothing more than a small time thief and drug user, doing odd jobs to help pay for his and his girlfriend's drug habit and had owed the gang thousands; it was time for Miguel's daughter to help pay the outstanding debt, so Gonzo's sick thoughts surmised.
Siobhan had already taken Kurt's advice, she tried dragging the heavy cupboard to the door, instead she only strained herself as the cupboard nearly fell on top of her. So she dived under the blankets she had slept in the night before, shivering with fear.
Gonzo turned the handle, kicked the upturned cupboard out of the way. A quick glance around told him exactly where the child was hiding. Gonzo laughed and ripped the covers off.
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Nightcrawler was not only relying on his agility and teleportation, but his wits too. He knew that when the man didn't fire, he would have to be careful with this one. So no sooner had he teleported behind the man, he teleported away again, a double thick inky cloud obscuring the man's vision.
The man who had been firing now found a blue arm round his throat, his hands behind his back in a strong grip. Then nausea overcame him.
The smarter man looked around for any indication as to where the mutant had teleported to next. He never looked directly up, so never saw his companion pop 10 foot above him. They fell in a heap together; one knocked unconscious by the landing, the other man joined him a moment later as Nightcrawler whacked him across the head.
Kurt blinked. An adrenaline rush had got him through this so far and now it was wearing off, he could feel a burning sensation to the side of his slender waist, looking down he saw a small hole edged with blood on his shirt. A quick check revealed the bullet had only nicked his skin; he saw the blood stained shell a few steps away.
He counted three unconscious bodies; one had run away so that left two, Barry and Gonzo. Kurt hoped Barry, who had observed but not taken part, had left the building. Listening to muffled sounds upstairs in the spire, Kurt knew where Gonzo was.
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With Gonzo's hand clasped over her mouth, Siobhan couldn't scream. His other hand reached up her clothes as Siobhan tried to kick her way out from underneath him.
Then she heard the 'bamf' of Kurt arriving on the scene and bit into Gonzo's dirty hand, drawing blood. "Little bitch." Gonzo whispered in her ear. He spun round in an all too quick movement, drew his gun and pointed it at Siobhan's head.
"Try anything and the girl gets it."
Kurt surveyed the scene. Little Siobhan with tears in her eyes continued to squirm futilely in Gonzo's grip. Even if Kurt was to teleport, the moment he did, Siobhan would die.
"What can I do for you to let her go?" Kurt asked, all the while looking into Siobhan's pleading green eyes.
Gonzo looked surprised. "What the hell would I want with a walking freak show?" He looked past Kurt and nodded. "Especially when I got such a pretty little girl." His sadistic smirk infuriated Kurt and he would have moved then, but Kurt heard the click of a gun behind him.
Barry looked at Gonzo, his gun aimed in Kurt's direction. He watched Kurt's tail twitch. "Not yet, sonny boy." Barry said, realising that tail could knock his gun out of his hand.
"Kill the mutant." Gonzo ordered. Barry squeezed the trigger and this time, there was no way out.
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Damn I love clifhangers.
Chapter 6 will be up as soon as I purchase a German to English dictionary/phrasebook and put it to good use!
Special thanks to the reviewer who corrected my butchered German. That'll teach me to try typing German without a phrasebook! *sigh* it is difficult trying to remember how to speak a language you haven't used in over 2 years - especially as back then, I didn't want to learn! Well I was only in Germany for three months and besides, everyone I met could speak English anyway!
Please continue on down to that little box with the words 'Submit review'! (
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Kurt wished he had time. To rest, to plan, to find a way out of this. Unfortunately for him, time was not on his side. Or Siobhan's. The six men had already noticed Siobhan running to the spire and started to chase.
"Verdammte auslanders!" he called out in a deep, menacing tone. The words summed up his feelings.
That distracted them from Siobhan. They all looked up in the direction of his voice, but he had already moved; making use of his acrobatic ability.
Kurt knew what he was capable of, he was confident in his skills. He just didn't want to use them in the way these men would. He clasped his rosary beads, closed his eyes just for a moment. Thou shalt not kill..... Kurt's silent prayer asked for the strength to defeat these men.
Nightcrawler opened his yellow eyes. Focus. He appeared before them, a sinister, dark figure, flashed a sly grin. Then as one of the men pulled the trigger of his weapon, Nightcrawler's tail struck first, the gun firing bullets into the wall.
One man dropped his gun in fear and ran screaming. Barry dodged behind a stone pillar, but did not follow up with any gunfire and considering the man's previous actions, Nightcrawler ignored him hoping the man would have the sense to follow the scared guy out the door. Fast reflexes beat down one thug employed for his imposing heavy build. Gonzo broke away from the group, out of sight and Nightcrawler, in mid teleport, did not notice him go.
Teleporting to where the screaming man's gun had dropped, Nightcrawler picked it up and fired - not to kill, but to wound. The round emptied, but not a single shot hit his target, instead bouncing off the walls, the small trigger hindering his aim.
The two men looked at each other. One aimed and fired, Nightcrawler jumped and sailed right over the man's head. He wanted to make sure they used up their rounds and that man seemed to comply as he fired wildly. The other man had already caught on and wisely kept his finger off the trigger.
Nightcrawler let his instinct guide him. In mid reload, the man felt a thump at the back of his head as Nightcrawler once again leapt, this time going for the attack. The man whipped round, gun in hand, but only an inky mist was to be seen.
His companion took a lucky guess as to what would happen next. So far, he hadn't fired. So he waited, heard the mutant re-emerge behind him, and then spun round.
He fired.
--
Gonzo left his gang to their fate, he wanted the girl. He rubbed his hands in glee, thinking of the money he could make selling the girl to child prostitution. The deceased Miguel Rubano had been nothing more than a small time thief and drug user, doing odd jobs to help pay for his and his girlfriend's drug habit and had owed the gang thousands; it was time for Miguel's daughter to help pay the outstanding debt, so Gonzo's sick thoughts surmised.
Siobhan had already taken Kurt's advice, she tried dragging the heavy cupboard to the door, instead she only strained herself as the cupboard nearly fell on top of her. So she dived under the blankets she had slept in the night before, shivering with fear.
Gonzo turned the handle, kicked the upturned cupboard out of the way. A quick glance around told him exactly where the child was hiding. Gonzo laughed and ripped the covers off.
--
Nightcrawler was not only relying on his agility and teleportation, but his wits too. He knew that when the man didn't fire, he would have to be careful with this one. So no sooner had he teleported behind the man, he teleported away again, a double thick inky cloud obscuring the man's vision.
The man who had been firing now found a blue arm round his throat, his hands behind his back in a strong grip. Then nausea overcame him.
The smarter man looked around for any indication as to where the mutant had teleported to next. He never looked directly up, so never saw his companion pop 10 foot above him. They fell in a heap together; one knocked unconscious by the landing, the other man joined him a moment later as Nightcrawler whacked him across the head.
Kurt blinked. An adrenaline rush had got him through this so far and now it was wearing off, he could feel a burning sensation to the side of his slender waist, looking down he saw a small hole edged with blood on his shirt. A quick check revealed the bullet had only nicked his skin; he saw the blood stained shell a few steps away.
He counted three unconscious bodies; one had run away so that left two, Barry and Gonzo. Kurt hoped Barry, who had observed but not taken part, had left the building. Listening to muffled sounds upstairs in the spire, Kurt knew where Gonzo was.
--
With Gonzo's hand clasped over her mouth, Siobhan couldn't scream. His other hand reached up her clothes as Siobhan tried to kick her way out from underneath him.
Then she heard the 'bamf' of Kurt arriving on the scene and bit into Gonzo's dirty hand, drawing blood. "Little bitch." Gonzo whispered in her ear. He spun round in an all too quick movement, drew his gun and pointed it at Siobhan's head.
"Try anything and the girl gets it."
Kurt surveyed the scene. Little Siobhan with tears in her eyes continued to squirm futilely in Gonzo's grip. Even if Kurt was to teleport, the moment he did, Siobhan would die.
"What can I do for you to let her go?" Kurt asked, all the while looking into Siobhan's pleading green eyes.
Gonzo looked surprised. "What the hell would I want with a walking freak show?" He looked past Kurt and nodded. "Especially when I got such a pretty little girl." His sadistic smirk infuriated Kurt and he would have moved then, but Kurt heard the click of a gun behind him.
Barry looked at Gonzo, his gun aimed in Kurt's direction. He watched Kurt's tail twitch. "Not yet, sonny boy." Barry said, realising that tail could knock his gun out of his hand.
"Kill the mutant." Gonzo ordered. Barry squeezed the trigger and this time, there was no way out.
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Damn I love clifhangers.
Chapter 6 will be up as soon as I purchase a German to English dictionary/phrasebook and put it to good use!
Special thanks to the reviewer who corrected my butchered German. That'll teach me to try typing German without a phrasebook! *sigh* it is difficult trying to remember how to speak a language you haven't used in over 2 years - especially as back then, I didn't want to learn! Well I was only in Germany for three months and besides, everyone I met could speak English anyway!
Please continue on down to that little box with the words 'Submit review'! (
