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Disclaimer~ I don't own anyone from X-Men.
The Torture of the Chase
Kurt ran forward into the mass of trees, tripping over various rocks and roots as he went. Teleportation never entered his mind. All that mattered to him now was getting to Kitty and his mind made no room for other thoughts. The thorned branches grazed his unblemished cheeks, drawing small droplets of blood. His feet pounded into the ground as they rose and fell, and his tail whipped at the towering trees on either side, piercing the howling night air with short, sharp cracks.
The storm seemed to be passing over now but still the ground remained slippery and the fallen leaves acted as a death-trap to anyone unfortunate enough to slip on one and break their neck. Kurt blinked through the curtains of icy rain surrounding him, trying his best to see through the blurs of green, brown and black.
'Katzchen!' he cried 'Vare are you?'
Another shriek sounded through the woods, slicing through the storm's howls like a knife into butter, echoing as it went. Kurt whipped around and began running in the direction of the screams. As he ran, the cries became louder and louder until they reached a crescendo. Kurt tried to quicken his pace, but the effort required to speed up was incredible. Clutching at a growing stitch in his side, Kurt sprinted on. Finally the trees began to get sparser until the opened out into a clearing. Bent over, aching and in pain, Kurt attempted to regain his normal breathing pattern.
He moved his gaze upwards, searching for any sign of Kitty. He found none. Finally he chanced a glance up between the few remaining trees and his heart stopped as he beheld what he wished his eyes would forbid him to witness.
Half way up the nearest oak lay Kitty. But she was not alone. Stiff and stuck to a large branch she was unable to move at all. She appeared to be cemented to the tree by a large wad of green slime and above her, stood the one the Brotherhood called 'Toad', looking particularly smug and very pleased with himself. Lowering his head so it was inches from Kitty's he spoke in a low voice that had the edge of delight and excitement laced over it.
'Looks like that's another one of your lives gone, Kitty-Cat' he whispered.
'Maybe' she snarled back 'But there's plenty more where that came from'
Kurt stared up at them unable to speak from shock, and then quite suddenly he felt the familiar surge of rage he had felt only minutes before. His eyes narrowed into slits and from the depths of his throat, he let loose a low, rumbling growl.
Toad's heard turned sharply as he surveyed the scene below. A sly smile spread over his vile, pale lips and he looked as though he could have whooped in gaiety.
'Well, well, well' he grinned 'The kitten and her ball of fluff want to play tag with me.'
Kurt's anger ascended to new heights of perniciousness and he let loose his hatred upon the vulgar creature that stood feet above him.
BAMF!
Kurt landed five or so branches above but Toad was quicker. Shooting out his phenomenal, slimy tongue he wrapped it around Kurt's waist. Automatically it seemed he raised Kurt high above his head then flung him back down to earth.
Kurt landed with a nasty thump upon the filthy forest floor.
'Fine' cried Toad 'I'll play'.
A/N~ OK, so that was probably the shortest chapter I've ever written! *LOL* Please review =D
Disclaimer~ I don't own anyone from X-Men.
The Torture of the Chase
Kurt ran forward into the mass of trees, tripping over various rocks and roots as he went. Teleportation never entered his mind. All that mattered to him now was getting to Kitty and his mind made no room for other thoughts. The thorned branches grazed his unblemished cheeks, drawing small droplets of blood. His feet pounded into the ground as they rose and fell, and his tail whipped at the towering trees on either side, piercing the howling night air with short, sharp cracks.
The storm seemed to be passing over now but still the ground remained slippery and the fallen leaves acted as a death-trap to anyone unfortunate enough to slip on one and break their neck. Kurt blinked through the curtains of icy rain surrounding him, trying his best to see through the blurs of green, brown and black.
'Katzchen!' he cried 'Vare are you?'
Another shriek sounded through the woods, slicing through the storm's howls like a knife into butter, echoing as it went. Kurt whipped around and began running in the direction of the screams. As he ran, the cries became louder and louder until they reached a crescendo. Kurt tried to quicken his pace, but the effort required to speed up was incredible. Clutching at a growing stitch in his side, Kurt sprinted on. Finally the trees began to get sparser until the opened out into a clearing. Bent over, aching and in pain, Kurt attempted to regain his normal breathing pattern.
He moved his gaze upwards, searching for any sign of Kitty. He found none. Finally he chanced a glance up between the few remaining trees and his heart stopped as he beheld what he wished his eyes would forbid him to witness.
Half way up the nearest oak lay Kitty. But she was not alone. Stiff and stuck to a large branch she was unable to move at all. She appeared to be cemented to the tree by a large wad of green slime and above her, stood the one the Brotherhood called 'Toad', looking particularly smug and very pleased with himself. Lowering his head so it was inches from Kitty's he spoke in a low voice that had the edge of delight and excitement laced over it.
'Looks like that's another one of your lives gone, Kitty-Cat' he whispered.
'Maybe' she snarled back 'But there's plenty more where that came from'
Kurt stared up at them unable to speak from shock, and then quite suddenly he felt the familiar surge of rage he had felt only minutes before. His eyes narrowed into slits and from the depths of his throat, he let loose a low, rumbling growl.
Toad's heard turned sharply as he surveyed the scene below. A sly smile spread over his vile, pale lips and he looked as though he could have whooped in gaiety.
'Well, well, well' he grinned 'The kitten and her ball of fluff want to play tag with me.'
Kurt's anger ascended to new heights of perniciousness and he let loose his hatred upon the vulgar creature that stood feet above him.
BAMF!
Kurt landed five or so branches above but Toad was quicker. Shooting out his phenomenal, slimy tongue he wrapped it around Kurt's waist. Automatically it seemed he raised Kurt high above his head then flung him back down to earth.
Kurt landed with a nasty thump upon the filthy forest floor.
'Fine' cried Toad 'I'll play'.
A/N~ OK, so that was probably the shortest chapter I've ever written! *LOL* Please review =D