Okay, this is my first X-men fic (well it's my first by myself, cause I
also co-wrote the Outtake Show with Evil Leprechaun) so I hope you enjoy
it.
Disclaimer:: If I owned X-men do you think I'd be writing fics?....................................................................... ......::shakes head no:: I don't own them, but I do have Nightcrawler tied up in my closet. YOU WILL MEET MY DEMANDS!!!! Any who, enjoy.
Faith
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The days had gone by slowly for Kurt Wagner since he came to America. Considering that he stayed in an abandoned, graffiti covered church in Boston, with the doors bolted. Only to come out in the dead of night for food and other needs. Yes indeed, the days had been slow and quite lonely. Of course if people had seen him during the day, they'd of run screaming. It's wasn't like mutants were on the world's favorite list any way, they were treated with fear and most of the time hatred. Kurt's outward appearance only made it worse for him.
As he was returning to the church one night, a bag of groceries held in his three-fingered hand. He noticed that the locks on the back door of the church had been picked, the door left ajar.
"Mein Gott, not again", He said aloud, heaving a heavy sigh. He disappeared with a *BAMF!* and reappeared in his small room in the back. He figured this time it was probably looters again, looking to see if the church held any valuables, which it didn't. Perhaps some teenagers were coming to see if the rumors of the church being haunted were true, which they weren't. Putting his bag down he *BAMF!*'d into the main part of the church, guessing he'd have to scare them off again.
Silently, he jumped to one of the church's rafters, surveying the area. To his surprise instead of many, there was one, sitting cross-legged in front of the altar. He grinned to himself.
'This should be easy'
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Sakari Halliday sat in the old abandoned church in front of the altar, in deep concentration. However, she was soon interrupted by someone who didn't sound at all friendly.
"Rouse, rouse!" The angry voice cried out, Sakari sighed.
"Just when I was about to reach enlightenment too", she joked, grinning to herself.
"Rouse, rouse!" The voice cried again. She looked to the dark ceiling, she couldn't see him, but knew he was there and that he wanted her out.
"I don't know what you just said, but know this I'm not leaving." She yelled back. Considering how long she had been there her eyes had well adjusted to the dark. Even though she could see well enough, Sakari couldn't spot him, whoever it was, he was damn good at hiding, she thought to herself. The voice was followed by a series of *BAMF!* sounds. She rose to her feet, keeping her eyes on the ceiling she didn't even notice Kurt come up behind her. She was about to call out to him when he tapped her on the shoulder. Turing around she locked gazes with a pair of bright yellow eyes.
"Boo."
'Hmm, it's a girl' he thought to him self as she screamed and fell back against the altar. However, as soon as she was down, she was back up again in his face.
"Don't do that!" she screamed, her voice echoing in the church. Much to her annoyance he remained silent, his eyes on her.
"What are you staring at?!" He pointed at her with a three-fingered hand.
"You do not fear me." She raised an eyebrow.
"Why would I be afraid?" Kurt, suddenly realizing how dark it was, pulled a lighter from his coat, walked to a candle, lit it and held it up to his face. Her eyes widened, walking to him she touched his cheek.
"You're blue."
"Ja, I'm blue, now what do have you to say about it now?" Remaining silent, she reached for her clip, letting her hair fall around her shoulders. She held a lock of the blue hair to his face, an exact match.
"My hair is the same color as your skin. What's to be afraid of?"
"Ich bin mir nicht sicher, but I want to know what you are doing in here." She stood looking at Kurt like he had two heads, but simply shrugged it off.
"Okay, I didn't understand half of what you just said." With that she turned back to the altar.
"You did not answer my question." He stated firmly. She sighed turning her lost grey eyes towards him.
"I am looking for my faith." This time it was he that raised the eyebrow.
"Ich verstehe nicht."
"Pardon me, but simple English would suffice." He held up a hand in apology.
"What do you mean; you are looking for your faith?" She turned to him angrily.
"I mean I've lost it! I've lost my faith! It's gone and I want it back!" His face softened.
"You speak of it as if it is a material object, your faith. Well I'm sorry, but I don't think you'll find it here." She held out her hands to emphasize on their surroundings.
"Of course I can find it here, this is a church isn't it?"
"Ja", he sighed, never had a person agitated him so much.
"Well you're just saying this because you don't want me here."
"My child, don't we catch on early, now leave, bitte!" Once again she turned, getting into his face.
"You can't make me." It was then he decided that that was it, it was late, and he was tired and most certainly didn't need this.
"Watch me." He put his hand on her shoulder preparing to teleport her outside.
"No you can't, you wanna know why?" Rolling his eyes, he sighed once more.
"Why?"
"Because I claimed sanctuary, and I know that it means something to you, cause of the rosary around your waist." He stopped dead in his tracks, she had him there. His hands dropped limp at his sides, his head hanging in defeat.
"So...What's your name; or do I call you smurf?" Kurt's head shot up, delivering quite an evil look towards her.
"Kurt Wagner." She smiled.
"Sakari Halliday, but you can call me Rain." Taking off her black hooded sweatshirt, she layed it on the ground and retook her place in front of the altar.
"Oh, and don't worry, I'll be gone before your know it." Sighing one last time, Kurt *BAMF*'d into his room and layed on is bed. This was going to be interesting.
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Did ya like it? Hate it? Don't really care? All of the above? I'm hoping I did a good job, so would you please be so kind and review? Oh and for the German translations. I'm hoping these are right.
"Rouse , rouse!" - "Get out!"
"Mein Gott" - "My god"
"Ich bin mir nicht sicher" - "I'm not sure"
"Ich verstehe nicht." - " I don't understand"
Bitte - Please
I'm pretty sure you all know that "Ja" means yes of course. I'm sorry if I got any of those wrong, if I did please contact me and I will fix them as soon as possible, because I really don't know any German whatsoever. I didn't put the "V" in when Kurt speaks, because we all know how he pronounces his "W"'s. Thanx ^ ^
R&R
Disclaimer:: If I owned X-men do you think I'd be writing fics?....................................................................... ......::shakes head no:: I don't own them, but I do have Nightcrawler tied up in my closet. YOU WILL MEET MY DEMANDS!!!! Any who, enjoy.
Faith
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The days had gone by slowly for Kurt Wagner since he came to America. Considering that he stayed in an abandoned, graffiti covered church in Boston, with the doors bolted. Only to come out in the dead of night for food and other needs. Yes indeed, the days had been slow and quite lonely. Of course if people had seen him during the day, they'd of run screaming. It's wasn't like mutants were on the world's favorite list any way, they were treated with fear and most of the time hatred. Kurt's outward appearance only made it worse for him.
As he was returning to the church one night, a bag of groceries held in his three-fingered hand. He noticed that the locks on the back door of the church had been picked, the door left ajar.
"Mein Gott, not again", He said aloud, heaving a heavy sigh. He disappeared with a *BAMF!* and reappeared in his small room in the back. He figured this time it was probably looters again, looking to see if the church held any valuables, which it didn't. Perhaps some teenagers were coming to see if the rumors of the church being haunted were true, which they weren't. Putting his bag down he *BAMF!*'d into the main part of the church, guessing he'd have to scare them off again.
Silently, he jumped to one of the church's rafters, surveying the area. To his surprise instead of many, there was one, sitting cross-legged in front of the altar. He grinned to himself.
'This should be easy'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sakari Halliday sat in the old abandoned church in front of the altar, in deep concentration. However, she was soon interrupted by someone who didn't sound at all friendly.
"Rouse, rouse!" The angry voice cried out, Sakari sighed.
"Just when I was about to reach enlightenment too", she joked, grinning to herself.
"Rouse, rouse!" The voice cried again. She looked to the dark ceiling, she couldn't see him, but knew he was there and that he wanted her out.
"I don't know what you just said, but know this I'm not leaving." She yelled back. Considering how long she had been there her eyes had well adjusted to the dark. Even though she could see well enough, Sakari couldn't spot him, whoever it was, he was damn good at hiding, she thought to herself. The voice was followed by a series of *BAMF!* sounds. She rose to her feet, keeping her eyes on the ceiling she didn't even notice Kurt come up behind her. She was about to call out to him when he tapped her on the shoulder. Turing around she locked gazes with a pair of bright yellow eyes.
"Boo."
'Hmm, it's a girl' he thought to him self as she screamed and fell back against the altar. However, as soon as she was down, she was back up again in his face.
"Don't do that!" she screamed, her voice echoing in the church. Much to her annoyance he remained silent, his eyes on her.
"What are you staring at?!" He pointed at her with a three-fingered hand.
"You do not fear me." She raised an eyebrow.
"Why would I be afraid?" Kurt, suddenly realizing how dark it was, pulled a lighter from his coat, walked to a candle, lit it and held it up to his face. Her eyes widened, walking to him she touched his cheek.
"You're blue."
"Ja, I'm blue, now what do have you to say about it now?" Remaining silent, she reached for her clip, letting her hair fall around her shoulders. She held a lock of the blue hair to his face, an exact match.
"My hair is the same color as your skin. What's to be afraid of?"
"Ich bin mir nicht sicher, but I want to know what you are doing in here." She stood looking at Kurt like he had two heads, but simply shrugged it off.
"Okay, I didn't understand half of what you just said." With that she turned back to the altar.
"You did not answer my question." He stated firmly. She sighed turning her lost grey eyes towards him.
"I am looking for my faith." This time it was he that raised the eyebrow.
"Ich verstehe nicht."
"Pardon me, but simple English would suffice." He held up a hand in apology.
"What do you mean; you are looking for your faith?" She turned to him angrily.
"I mean I've lost it! I've lost my faith! It's gone and I want it back!" His face softened.
"You speak of it as if it is a material object, your faith. Well I'm sorry, but I don't think you'll find it here." She held out her hands to emphasize on their surroundings.
"Of course I can find it here, this is a church isn't it?"
"Ja", he sighed, never had a person agitated him so much.
"Well you're just saying this because you don't want me here."
"My child, don't we catch on early, now leave, bitte!" Once again she turned, getting into his face.
"You can't make me." It was then he decided that that was it, it was late, and he was tired and most certainly didn't need this.
"Watch me." He put his hand on her shoulder preparing to teleport her outside.
"No you can't, you wanna know why?" Rolling his eyes, he sighed once more.
"Why?"
"Because I claimed sanctuary, and I know that it means something to you, cause of the rosary around your waist." He stopped dead in his tracks, she had him there. His hands dropped limp at his sides, his head hanging in defeat.
"So...What's your name; or do I call you smurf?" Kurt's head shot up, delivering quite an evil look towards her.
"Kurt Wagner." She smiled.
"Sakari Halliday, but you can call me Rain." Taking off her black hooded sweatshirt, she layed it on the ground and retook her place in front of the altar.
"Oh, and don't worry, I'll be gone before your know it." Sighing one last time, Kurt *BAMF*'d into his room and layed on is bed. This was going to be interesting.
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Did ya like it? Hate it? Don't really care? All of the above? I'm hoping I did a good job, so would you please be so kind and review? Oh and for the German translations. I'm hoping these are right.
"Rouse , rouse!" - "Get out!"
"Mein Gott" - "My god"
"Ich bin mir nicht sicher" - "I'm not sure"
"Ich verstehe nicht." - " I don't understand"
Bitte - Please
I'm pretty sure you all know that "Ja" means yes of course. I'm sorry if I got any of those wrong, if I did please contact me and I will fix them as soon as possible, because I really don't know any German whatsoever. I didn't put the "V" in when Kurt speaks, because we all know how he pronounces his "W"'s. Thanx ^ ^
R&R
