Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men or X-Men: Evolution.
Note: This chapter has a very long description of Kurt's training in the danger room. Sorry if it's too long, but I wanted to see how well I could write action. That, and I thought it would be a good way for Kurt to let off some steam. Oh, and he's a bad ass.
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Kitty woke up and yawned. She noticed the time, and suddenly she was wide- awake. She jumped out of bed, and began to get dressed. She cursed herself. She'd realized in the last couple of weeks that she had come to rely on Kurt waking her up. Without that, she'd overslept for the past three weeks.
"Wait a minute!" she thought. "It's been three weeks?"
For the last three weeks, Kurt had hardly spoken a word to her. As a matter of fact, except for training sessions and the fact that they both lived in the same house, she hadn't seen him at all. He hadn't quit talking to her. He still said "Hello," "Bye," "Good morning," and "Good night," to her. And he wasn't being hateful or mean to her. As a matter of fact, he was the opposite of hateful. Why, just last week he saved her in the danger room. She was knocked off of a very high platform by a blaster, and she fell. What no one seemed to realize was that it had jolted her so bad, she couldn't phase. She saw the ground getting closer, and that's when the elf caught her. He held her tight to him as he teleported to the wall, grabbing onto a rod sticking out of the ground, and ran along the wall to the floor. He set her down gently, but before she could even say thanks, he teleported away again. She thought that was strange.
"He normally risks injury in the danger room to stand there and talk to me." She thought.
She couldn't help wonder what was wrong with Kurt. She thought about it and thought about it, and finally reached a decision. Maybe she could bring him up from his depression. Maybe he just needed a chance to throw a zinger or two her way.
"I'll get him." She said to herself and smiled. Just then, the phone rang.
"Hello?" she said, picking it up.
"Hey Kitty" Lance said.
"Oh! Hey Lance! What's up?"
"Nothing much. Just wondering if you want to do something after school today."
"Sure! That sounds great!" she said, and smiled.
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Scott and Logan sat at the table. Scott was chewing his food absentmindedly, and Logan peered over the top of the newspaper. Both were watching Kurt. Kurt, meanwhile, had his head in one hand, and he was moving his food from one side of his plate to the other with his other hand. He hadn't touched a bite. Both Logan and Scott knew Kurt very well, and both found it strange that he wasn't eating. Logan in particular had noticed that he hadn't been eating that much for the past couple of weeks. And he was beginning to look tired. Weaker.
"Kurt." Scott said.
"Ja?"
"You've got to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"Listen, Elf, you better start eating." Logan said. "I don't know what has you so down nowadays, but you better fix it, because it's startin to make you slip."
"Vhat do you mean?" Kurt said, slightly offended. "I've been training just as hard as anyone else!"
"I saw your face the last week after you 'ported Kitty. You looked like you were about to die. You look weaker. You're startin to smell like your sick. I don't know what's wrong, but fix it."
Logan got up and left the kitchen while Kurt sighed, and shoved a piece of bacon into his mouth.
"Zhere! Is zhat better?!?" He called after Logan.
"Yeah." Said Logan, popping his head back in, and then promptly leaving.
"Kurt, what is wrong with you?" Scott asked.
"Nuzzing."
"Kurt, I can tell something's wrong. What is it?"
Kurt thought it over for a moment. Perhaps it would be easier if he told Scott. Scott had been like a big brother to him ever since his first day at the Institute. That's why he called him Big Brother Scott. He'd understand. Everyone knew how he felt about Jean. Well, everyone but Jean, of course. So he knew what unrequited love felt like. But then he realized how stupid he would sound. Kurt knew he put up a good front. Most everyone bought into his self-confidence, but it was forced. Kurt looked around, trying to think of a way out of the question.
"Here, I'm all better, see?!?" he said, and promptly lifted his plate to his mouth, and shoved about half of it's contents into his mouth.
Scott watched this, his mouth stopping mid-chew. Kurt was looking at him. Kurt's head was tilted up, so that he looked at Scott sideways. He had an insane grin on his face, with too much food in his mouth. Some of it fell to the table. Scott took this sight in, and about two seconds later, doubled over with laughter.
Kurt started laughing, too. It had been a long time since he laughed, and he had forgotten how good it made him feel to make people laugh.
"No, no! Vatch zis, Scott!" he yelled, food flying from his mouth. He grabbed one of the remaining sausages from his plate and threw it at the wall across the room. Before it hit the wall, he teleported directly in front of it and snatched it out of the air with his mouth. Scott clapped and laughed again. Kurt was feeling really good for the first time in weeks. And that's when Kitty came in.
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Kitty heard quiet voices in the kitchen. She slowed down, thinking that maybe whoever was in there was having a quiet conversation that they didn't want anyone to hear, and then she heard Scott laugh. And he was laughing hard. She poked her head in through the doorway and saw Kurt with a mouthful of food. Wait, it was more than a mouthful, she realized. He had an incredible amount of food shoved into his mouth.
"Wow. Is part of his mutation, like, his mouth gets bigger when he eats?" she thought.
"No, no! Vatch zis, Scott" she heard him yell from the next room. She watched him throw something across the room, and 'port in front of it and grab it in his mouth. Scott was clapping, and she decided that this was it. This was her moment to try to get him into a playful argument. She had almost, kind of, maybe been missing those. She knew just what to say. She knew just how to say it. What she was about to say would leave him open to choose a billion different types of comebacks. She imagined him saying "Vell, chicks dig da fuzzy dude," or something along those lines. So with her mind made up to make Kurt feel better, she stepped into the kitchen and said it.
"Oh, that is, like, so disgusting. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend." She said.
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Kurt was laughing when he heard, "Oh, that is, like, so disgusting. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."
Kurt froze. He felt as if all of his blood had been replaced with ice water. He knew whose voice it was, but he turned to look anyhow. She was there, leaning against the doorway. Her arms were folded, and there was a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. What joy there was in the world for Kurt left him then.
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His back was to her, and she waited for him to turn. She was expecting him to turn, with that playful smile on his face. She waited for the zinger that she was certain he'd throw back to her. She was waiting for the verbal sparring match to begin. Kurt had a quick wit, and she found herself almost excited at the possibility of the coming verbal argument. She got something completely different.
She watched as he turned to her. His eyes went wide at the same time his brow came down. She saw the hurt in his eyes, and instantly regretted her words. She immediately felt the apology forming on her lips, but it just never came. At least, they didn't come fast enough, because as soon as he fixed that forlorn look on her, he disappeared. Scott turned to look at her, and she looked at him. He was shaking his head, and the look of disappointment on his face made her feel even worse.
"You know, it had been weeks since I'd seen him smile, let alone laugh." He told her, getting up from his seat.
"I, like, totally didn't know he'd react that way." She said, trying desperately to defend herself.
"Listen, Kitty. If you haven't noticed how much Kurt has changed, it's time for you to look at him again."
"I've totally noticed! That's why I said it! I thought it would give him the chance to lighten up and tease me!"
"Tease you? Kitty, I'm sure you've noticed he doesn't talk to you at all anymore. Most of us have noticed. What did you do to him anyway?" He threw back at her. He started walking out of the room and said, "Be ready, my car leaves for school in ten minutes."
She stood there alone in the kitchen in a state of shock. She wondered what she had done to him. She knew that she had been a little too hard on him sometimes. Well, maybe more often than not. But she was sure that he knew that she cared for him.
"I mean, I hardly ever flinch when I see him anymore." She thought. "Oh my God, did I just think that?"
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Kurt 'ported all over the mansion, looking for Logan. He finally found him the garage, working on a motorcycle.
"I'm not going to school today." He told Logan.
Logan sat up, wiping his hands on a grease rag he picked up off of the floor.
"Oh really? And just why is that?" He asked.
"Because, if I go, I'll just feel sicker. Just today, Logan. I vant to stay home."
Logan looked Kurt up and down. He really did look tired, and seemed very upset.
"What are you going to do here today? Watch tv? Play video games?"
"I vant ze danger room for most of ze day."
"Brave words, Elf. Okay, I'll tell Charley. I'll see you in the danger room in an hour."
"Zank you." Kurt said, no trace of emotion in his voice. He promptly 'ported away.
Logan threw the rag to the ground, and suddenly his head was filled with Charles Xavier's voice.
"Logan, I already know. Thank you for telling Kurt he could stay home. I was going to offer it to him today anyhow. I think he needs to let off some steam."
"Do you know what his problem is, Professor?"
"No. And I don't want to pry. Kurt seems intent on working this out for himself. I know he hasn't even talked to Scott about this problem, and I don't want to force him to."
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Kurt stood on a platform that was raised almost to the ceiling of the danger room. He looked around him. He knew the drill. He simply had to get to the other side of the room and press the shutdown button.
The room was circular. He was standing directly in the middle, approximately one hundred feet off of the ground. Surrounding him were steel pillars, each a different height, with a platform on top. A spiral walkway circled the room, going from the ceiling to the floor.
"Okay, Elf. We'll be testing your speed and fighting abilities now. I'll also be sending out five seekers after you, each with an electrical charge. You sure you feel okay?" Logan asked.
"Ja! Just start the verdamt zing!" Kurt yelled back.
Logan pressed the button, and the game began.
Kurt 'ported to the platform directly in front of him just as the platform he was standing on tilted to a ninety degree angle. He grabbed the side of the platform, flipping underneath it, and grabbed onto the pillar, which he crawled down like a squirrel. When he neared the middle of the pillar, a trap door opened up underneath it and the pillar fell straight down into the floor. Kurt 'ported the rest of the way down.
Upon touching the floor, two steel whips came at him from opposite directions. He jumped, and they collided with each other, each crushing the other one. As soon as those were out of commission, five seeker 'bots flew out, each throwing an electrical charge at him. Kurt backflipped, hitting one with his tail. His tail sent it into the wall, where it exploded. Kurt came back up, and picked another 'bot out of the air, and threw it at the next closest one. When they blew up, Kurt was thrown back into the wall. As soon as his body touched the wall of the danger room, clamps came out of nowhere, trapping his against the wall. One of the two remaining seekers threw a charge at him, which hit him in the thigh. He screamed, and 'ported once more. He appeared over the seeker, coming down on it. He grabbed onto it, as it took off towards the ceiling. He looked behind him as he flew through the room, and found the other seeker throwing charges at him. He let go when he got close to the wall, grabbing onto the wall, just in time for the seeker behind him to demolish the one he was holding when it through a new charge. Gripping the wall, he bellowed, kicked off into the air fifty feet above the floor, and grabbed the last seeker. Once he had a hold on it, he teleported, and appeared on the floor with the seeker in his hands. Using some of his fading strength, he screamed and slammed it into the wall.
With the last seeker destroyed, he ran along the floor on all fours, towards the shutdown button. Just as he was about to reach it, the button slid upwards, and the room began to rotate. To his left was the spiral walkway, so he ran towards it, onto it, and upwards. As he ran, about twenty-five steel balls, each larger than a basketball, came rolling towards him. They had almost reached him when he lunged onto the rotating wall, climbing up it. When he reached the next highest part of the spiral walkway, he hopped down. The button was right in front of him, and he punched it.
The room shut down. The pillars descended into the floor, and any destroyed machinery was sucked into spaces in the walls before they sealed up. Kurt stood there, breathing very hard. He touched the lower part of his thigh on his right leg, and felt the singed fur and burn mark on his skin. He kneeled down to the floor, and tried to catch his breath.
In the control room, Logan watched him. He had never seen the boy like that before.
"Okay, Kurt. I think that's enough for today." He said over the p.a. system.
"Nein! I need a rest, and zen I vant to run it again. Vith more seekers zis time."
"Kurt, I said that's enough for today. Go get some food, and some rest."
Kurt threw him a look, and bamfed out of the room. Logan didn't know what had happened to the boy to change him so. But he knew what rage looked like, and what it felt like, and was suddenly very pleased that he hadn't sent Kurt to school.
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"No vonder I don't haff a girlfriend." Kurt said to himself in the kitchen, mimicking Kitty. He had eaten a healthy amount of food, and was heading toward the refrigerator again. He pulled a variety of food out of it, throwing it all on his plate.
"Vell, at least I haven't sunk low enough to date someone from ze Brozerhood." He said to himself.
Kurt polished off the rest of what was on his plate, and walked off toward the gym. He wanted to get in a couple of hours of working out.
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Once again, Kitty didn't see Kurt anywhere at school. She spent most of the day trying to figure out how to apologize to Kurt.
"So what do you want to do today?" Lance asked.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Lance. But I have to, like, talk to Kurt today." She said.
"What? You promised we'd do something today."
"I know, but I really hurt his feelings this morning, and I want to make it up to him."
"You hurt his feelings? So what? You told me he's been annoying you. He's lucky I haven't stomped him yet."
"Will you shut up, Lance? He hasn't been annoying me, and I've been really mean to him. I feel really bad, so how about, like, a little support here?"
"I don't care if his feelings are hurt. And I don't care that you're the one that hurt his feelings. I hate him and the rest of those goody two shoes at the Institute. You're the only one I like."
"Well, he's my friend, so you better lay off the subject. What's wrong with you lately?" she yelled. Other students were beginning to look at them.
Lance looked around and noticed they were becoming noticed, and said, "Forget it then. Go hang out with your little blue freak friend." And then he walked off.
Kitty looked at him, angry words rising in the throat. She held them in, however, and sat back down. How do I make it up to Kurt she wondered.
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Longest chapter ever. Sorry if you think I totally went off on the danger room scene. I know it's a little long, but I'm trying to grow as a writer here. Right? Right. Anyhow, as always, review and tell me what was good and what sucked. I'd greatly appreciate it. However, if you're going to email me and tell me it sucked (only had one of those out of about 30 so far), please just tell me why. Promise the next chapter will progress the story. Somewhat. Maybe.
Note: This chapter has a very long description of Kurt's training in the danger room. Sorry if it's too long, but I wanted to see how well I could write action. That, and I thought it would be a good way for Kurt to let off some steam. Oh, and he's a bad ass.
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Kitty woke up and yawned. She noticed the time, and suddenly she was wide- awake. She jumped out of bed, and began to get dressed. She cursed herself. She'd realized in the last couple of weeks that she had come to rely on Kurt waking her up. Without that, she'd overslept for the past three weeks.
"Wait a minute!" she thought. "It's been three weeks?"
For the last three weeks, Kurt had hardly spoken a word to her. As a matter of fact, except for training sessions and the fact that they both lived in the same house, she hadn't seen him at all. He hadn't quit talking to her. He still said "Hello," "Bye," "Good morning," and "Good night," to her. And he wasn't being hateful or mean to her. As a matter of fact, he was the opposite of hateful. Why, just last week he saved her in the danger room. She was knocked off of a very high platform by a blaster, and she fell. What no one seemed to realize was that it had jolted her so bad, she couldn't phase. She saw the ground getting closer, and that's when the elf caught her. He held her tight to him as he teleported to the wall, grabbing onto a rod sticking out of the ground, and ran along the wall to the floor. He set her down gently, but before she could even say thanks, he teleported away again. She thought that was strange.
"He normally risks injury in the danger room to stand there and talk to me." She thought.
She couldn't help wonder what was wrong with Kurt. She thought about it and thought about it, and finally reached a decision. Maybe she could bring him up from his depression. Maybe he just needed a chance to throw a zinger or two her way.
"I'll get him." She said to herself and smiled. Just then, the phone rang.
"Hello?" she said, picking it up.
"Hey Kitty" Lance said.
"Oh! Hey Lance! What's up?"
"Nothing much. Just wondering if you want to do something after school today."
"Sure! That sounds great!" she said, and smiled.
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Scott and Logan sat at the table. Scott was chewing his food absentmindedly, and Logan peered over the top of the newspaper. Both were watching Kurt. Kurt, meanwhile, had his head in one hand, and he was moving his food from one side of his plate to the other with his other hand. He hadn't touched a bite. Both Logan and Scott knew Kurt very well, and both found it strange that he wasn't eating. Logan in particular had noticed that he hadn't been eating that much for the past couple of weeks. And he was beginning to look tired. Weaker.
"Kurt." Scott said.
"Ja?"
"You've got to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"Listen, Elf, you better start eating." Logan said. "I don't know what has you so down nowadays, but you better fix it, because it's startin to make you slip."
"Vhat do you mean?" Kurt said, slightly offended. "I've been training just as hard as anyone else!"
"I saw your face the last week after you 'ported Kitty. You looked like you were about to die. You look weaker. You're startin to smell like your sick. I don't know what's wrong, but fix it."
Logan got up and left the kitchen while Kurt sighed, and shoved a piece of bacon into his mouth.
"Zhere! Is zhat better?!?" He called after Logan.
"Yeah." Said Logan, popping his head back in, and then promptly leaving.
"Kurt, what is wrong with you?" Scott asked.
"Nuzzing."
"Kurt, I can tell something's wrong. What is it?"
Kurt thought it over for a moment. Perhaps it would be easier if he told Scott. Scott had been like a big brother to him ever since his first day at the Institute. That's why he called him Big Brother Scott. He'd understand. Everyone knew how he felt about Jean. Well, everyone but Jean, of course. So he knew what unrequited love felt like. But then he realized how stupid he would sound. Kurt knew he put up a good front. Most everyone bought into his self-confidence, but it was forced. Kurt looked around, trying to think of a way out of the question.
"Here, I'm all better, see?!?" he said, and promptly lifted his plate to his mouth, and shoved about half of it's contents into his mouth.
Scott watched this, his mouth stopping mid-chew. Kurt was looking at him. Kurt's head was tilted up, so that he looked at Scott sideways. He had an insane grin on his face, with too much food in his mouth. Some of it fell to the table. Scott took this sight in, and about two seconds later, doubled over with laughter.
Kurt started laughing, too. It had been a long time since he laughed, and he had forgotten how good it made him feel to make people laugh.
"No, no! Vatch zis, Scott!" he yelled, food flying from his mouth. He grabbed one of the remaining sausages from his plate and threw it at the wall across the room. Before it hit the wall, he teleported directly in front of it and snatched it out of the air with his mouth. Scott clapped and laughed again. Kurt was feeling really good for the first time in weeks. And that's when Kitty came in.
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Kitty heard quiet voices in the kitchen. She slowed down, thinking that maybe whoever was in there was having a quiet conversation that they didn't want anyone to hear, and then she heard Scott laugh. And he was laughing hard. She poked her head in through the doorway and saw Kurt with a mouthful of food. Wait, it was more than a mouthful, she realized. He had an incredible amount of food shoved into his mouth.
"Wow. Is part of his mutation, like, his mouth gets bigger when he eats?" she thought.
"No, no! Vatch zis, Scott" she heard him yell from the next room. She watched him throw something across the room, and 'port in front of it and grab it in his mouth. Scott was clapping, and she decided that this was it. This was her moment to try to get him into a playful argument. She had almost, kind of, maybe been missing those. She knew just what to say. She knew just how to say it. What she was about to say would leave him open to choose a billion different types of comebacks. She imagined him saying "Vell, chicks dig da fuzzy dude," or something along those lines. So with her mind made up to make Kurt feel better, she stepped into the kitchen and said it.
"Oh, that is, like, so disgusting. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend." She said.
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Kurt was laughing when he heard, "Oh, that is, like, so disgusting. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."
Kurt froze. He felt as if all of his blood had been replaced with ice water. He knew whose voice it was, but he turned to look anyhow. She was there, leaning against the doorway. Her arms were folded, and there was a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. What joy there was in the world for Kurt left him then.
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His back was to her, and she waited for him to turn. She was expecting him to turn, with that playful smile on his face. She waited for the zinger that she was certain he'd throw back to her. She was waiting for the verbal sparring match to begin. Kurt had a quick wit, and she found herself almost excited at the possibility of the coming verbal argument. She got something completely different.
She watched as he turned to her. His eyes went wide at the same time his brow came down. She saw the hurt in his eyes, and instantly regretted her words. She immediately felt the apology forming on her lips, but it just never came. At least, they didn't come fast enough, because as soon as he fixed that forlorn look on her, he disappeared. Scott turned to look at her, and she looked at him. He was shaking his head, and the look of disappointment on his face made her feel even worse.
"You know, it had been weeks since I'd seen him smile, let alone laugh." He told her, getting up from his seat.
"I, like, totally didn't know he'd react that way." She said, trying desperately to defend herself.
"Listen, Kitty. If you haven't noticed how much Kurt has changed, it's time for you to look at him again."
"I've totally noticed! That's why I said it! I thought it would give him the chance to lighten up and tease me!"
"Tease you? Kitty, I'm sure you've noticed he doesn't talk to you at all anymore. Most of us have noticed. What did you do to him anyway?" He threw back at her. He started walking out of the room and said, "Be ready, my car leaves for school in ten minutes."
She stood there alone in the kitchen in a state of shock. She wondered what she had done to him. She knew that she had been a little too hard on him sometimes. Well, maybe more often than not. But she was sure that he knew that she cared for him.
"I mean, I hardly ever flinch when I see him anymore." She thought. "Oh my God, did I just think that?"
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Kurt 'ported all over the mansion, looking for Logan. He finally found him the garage, working on a motorcycle.
"I'm not going to school today." He told Logan.
Logan sat up, wiping his hands on a grease rag he picked up off of the floor.
"Oh really? And just why is that?" He asked.
"Because, if I go, I'll just feel sicker. Just today, Logan. I vant to stay home."
Logan looked Kurt up and down. He really did look tired, and seemed very upset.
"What are you going to do here today? Watch tv? Play video games?"
"I vant ze danger room for most of ze day."
"Brave words, Elf. Okay, I'll tell Charley. I'll see you in the danger room in an hour."
"Zank you." Kurt said, no trace of emotion in his voice. He promptly 'ported away.
Logan threw the rag to the ground, and suddenly his head was filled with Charles Xavier's voice.
"Logan, I already know. Thank you for telling Kurt he could stay home. I was going to offer it to him today anyhow. I think he needs to let off some steam."
"Do you know what his problem is, Professor?"
"No. And I don't want to pry. Kurt seems intent on working this out for himself. I know he hasn't even talked to Scott about this problem, and I don't want to force him to."
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Kurt stood on a platform that was raised almost to the ceiling of the danger room. He looked around him. He knew the drill. He simply had to get to the other side of the room and press the shutdown button.
The room was circular. He was standing directly in the middle, approximately one hundred feet off of the ground. Surrounding him were steel pillars, each a different height, with a platform on top. A spiral walkway circled the room, going from the ceiling to the floor.
"Okay, Elf. We'll be testing your speed and fighting abilities now. I'll also be sending out five seekers after you, each with an electrical charge. You sure you feel okay?" Logan asked.
"Ja! Just start the verdamt zing!" Kurt yelled back.
Logan pressed the button, and the game began.
Kurt 'ported to the platform directly in front of him just as the platform he was standing on tilted to a ninety degree angle. He grabbed the side of the platform, flipping underneath it, and grabbed onto the pillar, which he crawled down like a squirrel. When he neared the middle of the pillar, a trap door opened up underneath it and the pillar fell straight down into the floor. Kurt 'ported the rest of the way down.
Upon touching the floor, two steel whips came at him from opposite directions. He jumped, and they collided with each other, each crushing the other one. As soon as those were out of commission, five seeker 'bots flew out, each throwing an electrical charge at him. Kurt backflipped, hitting one with his tail. His tail sent it into the wall, where it exploded. Kurt came back up, and picked another 'bot out of the air, and threw it at the next closest one. When they blew up, Kurt was thrown back into the wall. As soon as his body touched the wall of the danger room, clamps came out of nowhere, trapping his against the wall. One of the two remaining seekers threw a charge at him, which hit him in the thigh. He screamed, and 'ported once more. He appeared over the seeker, coming down on it. He grabbed onto it, as it took off towards the ceiling. He looked behind him as he flew through the room, and found the other seeker throwing charges at him. He let go when he got close to the wall, grabbing onto the wall, just in time for the seeker behind him to demolish the one he was holding when it through a new charge. Gripping the wall, he bellowed, kicked off into the air fifty feet above the floor, and grabbed the last seeker. Once he had a hold on it, he teleported, and appeared on the floor with the seeker in his hands. Using some of his fading strength, he screamed and slammed it into the wall.
With the last seeker destroyed, he ran along the floor on all fours, towards the shutdown button. Just as he was about to reach it, the button slid upwards, and the room began to rotate. To his left was the spiral walkway, so he ran towards it, onto it, and upwards. As he ran, about twenty-five steel balls, each larger than a basketball, came rolling towards him. They had almost reached him when he lunged onto the rotating wall, climbing up it. When he reached the next highest part of the spiral walkway, he hopped down. The button was right in front of him, and he punched it.
The room shut down. The pillars descended into the floor, and any destroyed machinery was sucked into spaces in the walls before they sealed up. Kurt stood there, breathing very hard. He touched the lower part of his thigh on his right leg, and felt the singed fur and burn mark on his skin. He kneeled down to the floor, and tried to catch his breath.
In the control room, Logan watched him. He had never seen the boy like that before.
"Okay, Kurt. I think that's enough for today." He said over the p.a. system.
"Nein! I need a rest, and zen I vant to run it again. Vith more seekers zis time."
"Kurt, I said that's enough for today. Go get some food, and some rest."
Kurt threw him a look, and bamfed out of the room. Logan didn't know what had happened to the boy to change him so. But he knew what rage looked like, and what it felt like, and was suddenly very pleased that he hadn't sent Kurt to school.
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"No vonder I don't haff a girlfriend." Kurt said to himself in the kitchen, mimicking Kitty. He had eaten a healthy amount of food, and was heading toward the refrigerator again. He pulled a variety of food out of it, throwing it all on his plate.
"Vell, at least I haven't sunk low enough to date someone from ze Brozerhood." He said to himself.
Kurt polished off the rest of what was on his plate, and walked off toward the gym. He wanted to get in a couple of hours of working out.
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Once again, Kitty didn't see Kurt anywhere at school. She spent most of the day trying to figure out how to apologize to Kurt.
"So what do you want to do today?" Lance asked.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Lance. But I have to, like, talk to Kurt today." She said.
"What? You promised we'd do something today."
"I know, but I really hurt his feelings this morning, and I want to make it up to him."
"You hurt his feelings? So what? You told me he's been annoying you. He's lucky I haven't stomped him yet."
"Will you shut up, Lance? He hasn't been annoying me, and I've been really mean to him. I feel really bad, so how about, like, a little support here?"
"I don't care if his feelings are hurt. And I don't care that you're the one that hurt his feelings. I hate him and the rest of those goody two shoes at the Institute. You're the only one I like."
"Well, he's my friend, so you better lay off the subject. What's wrong with you lately?" she yelled. Other students were beginning to look at them.
Lance looked around and noticed they were becoming noticed, and said, "Forget it then. Go hang out with your little blue freak friend." And then he walked off.
Kitty looked at him, angry words rising in the throat. She held them in, however, and sat back down. How do I make it up to Kurt she wondered.
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Longest chapter ever. Sorry if you think I totally went off on the danger room scene. I know it's a little long, but I'm trying to grow as a writer here. Right? Right. Anyhow, as always, review and tell me what was good and what sucked. I'd greatly appreciate it. However, if you're going to email me and tell me it sucked (only had one of those out of about 30 so far), please just tell me why. Promise the next chapter will progress the story. Somewhat. Maybe.
