Kurt turned into the alley way, listening to the clink of metal. Two burly boys had backed a young girl against a wall, whistling and hooting. The girl swayed against the brick, dressed in a ragged yellow coat and ripped jeans. She looked back toward him with dazed, clouded eyes. Kurt could have sworn that a pair of luxurious red flashes had erupted from her hands and faded away as she sunk down on her legs.
"Lassen Sie sie, Feinde!" Kurt stepped forward as the bigger boy advanced on her. He pulled down his hood and exposed his clawed hands. "Deal with someone your own size."
Twin looks of horror reflected the boys' faces as they scrambled to get by him. He managed to reach out and take the boy's chain, yanking it away as he passed him. The boy seemed pleased to let it go at the sight of him. He listened to their retreating footsteps and pulled his hood back up, turning to the girl.
She looked young, her small frame threatening to crumple on the dirty ground. She was panting to breathe and her face was covered in a thin film of sweat. She reached up to him as he walked closer.
"Help me," She whispered, her entire body trembling. "Please."
She collasped to her knees and Kurt caught her hands, dropping down in front of her. She looked greatful, but weak, and fell into his lap.
"Fluch," He cursed, Shifting her hand and feeling her wrist. Her pulse was weak and erratic. "Brunnen getan, God," He whispered, stroking her hair back and away from the cut on her face. "Well done, indeed."
There was a puff of smoke and a sound somewhat like air sucking in on itself, and the two of them were gone.
Jubilee sat up slowly, wondering where she was and why her head hurt so bad. She had already decided that she'd worry about where the rain and wind and cold went after she found a good painkiller.
"Awake, Fräulein?"
Her head swung towards the door and she pressed her hands against her temples as if that would stop the pain.
"Who're you?" She moaned more than asked, doubling over.
"Careful," He stepped over to her, placing a hand on her back and holding out a bottle cap with two aspirin and a glass of water. "I'm Kurt."
"Oooooooh, aspirin. You're practically God," She whispered, taking it and downing the pills and water in quick gulps. She missed his wince at her proclamation. "I'm Jubilee. And may I add something?"
"Of course."
"That, my friend, is a mightily cool tail."
Kurt followed her surprisingly blue eyes to the triangle tip of his tail and yanked it out of sight.
"Sorry," she looked sympathetic, but he took steps back to the door all the same. "Come on, stay with me a while, huh? I've been on my on for a long time, and I could use someone to talk to."
"I'm sorry, Jubilee," Kurt faded into the darkness. "You need to get some rest, as do I."
"Please? We'll sleep late, and then I'll get us some breakfast? I'm kinda lonely, you know?"
"I am sorry, Fräulein, I mean it," A glint of light in the dark showed a smile. "I will speak with you in the morning."
Jubilee watched his smile fade, and the darkness enclosed the door. She lay back down and closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to try and pace the pain that continued to pound dully in her skull.
"Lassen Sie sie, Feinde!" Kurt stepped forward as the bigger boy advanced on her. He pulled down his hood and exposed his clawed hands. "Deal with someone your own size."
Twin looks of horror reflected the boys' faces as they scrambled to get by him. He managed to reach out and take the boy's chain, yanking it away as he passed him. The boy seemed pleased to let it go at the sight of him. He listened to their retreating footsteps and pulled his hood back up, turning to the girl.
She looked young, her small frame threatening to crumple on the dirty ground. She was panting to breathe and her face was covered in a thin film of sweat. She reached up to him as he walked closer.
"Help me," She whispered, her entire body trembling. "Please."
She collasped to her knees and Kurt caught her hands, dropping down in front of her. She looked greatful, but weak, and fell into his lap.
"Fluch," He cursed, Shifting her hand and feeling her wrist. Her pulse was weak and erratic. "Brunnen getan, God," He whispered, stroking her hair back and away from the cut on her face. "Well done, indeed."
There was a puff of smoke and a sound somewhat like air sucking in on itself, and the two of them were gone.
Jubilee sat up slowly, wondering where she was and why her head hurt so bad. She had already decided that she'd worry about where the rain and wind and cold went after she found a good painkiller.
"Awake, Fräulein?"
Her head swung towards the door and she pressed her hands against her temples as if that would stop the pain.
"Who're you?" She moaned more than asked, doubling over.
"Careful," He stepped over to her, placing a hand on her back and holding out a bottle cap with two aspirin and a glass of water. "I'm Kurt."
"Oooooooh, aspirin. You're practically God," She whispered, taking it and downing the pills and water in quick gulps. She missed his wince at her proclamation. "I'm Jubilee. And may I add something?"
"Of course."
"That, my friend, is a mightily cool tail."
Kurt followed her surprisingly blue eyes to the triangle tip of his tail and yanked it out of sight.
"Sorry," she looked sympathetic, but he took steps back to the door all the same. "Come on, stay with me a while, huh? I've been on my on for a long time, and I could use someone to talk to."
"I'm sorry, Jubilee," Kurt faded into the darkness. "You need to get some rest, as do I."
"Please? We'll sleep late, and then I'll get us some breakfast? I'm kinda lonely, you know?"
"I am sorry, Fräulein, I mean it," A glint of light in the dark showed a smile. "I will speak with you in the morning."
Jubilee watched his smile fade, and the darkness enclosed the door. She lay back down and closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to try and pace the pain that continued to pound dully in her skull.
