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Chapter 2, Secrets
"I don't understand, Charles. What's the matter? Why can't you get into her head?" Logan was standing in the Professor's study, leaning against the door absently. They had brought the girl to the mansion and hadn't even been able to get a name out of her. She had hardly let go of Nightcrawler since she had arrived. Not that he seemed to mind too much.
"Ja Professor. I mean, vhat could be blocking her mind like zat?" asked the blue fuzzy mutant. The girl was clinging to him still, making it awkward for him to sit in the chair. Whenever Logan spoke, she trembled.
"I don't know, Kurt. It's a mystery to me... Perhaps... Perhaps you can get her to talk, Kurt. She seems quite fond of you. Or at least, not quite as scared of you."
"She acts like I'm vone of her stuffed animals," Kurt whispered to the Professor, not wanting to hurt the girls feelings. The Professor smiled at him.
"Try, for her sake as well as yours. Perhaps if you can talk to you, you can explain to her what's happened, and possibley get her to allow Professor McCoy to do a physical on her." Kurt sighed, nodding, and bamfed them up to his room. At first, the girl had been terrified of the teleportation, starting to cry whenever he did it, but within the last two days that she'd been there, she'd gotten used to it.
"So..." said Kurt, looking at her as she clung to him, her arms wrapped around his waist and one cheek on his chest as she looked away. She never seemed to show any emotion besides fear. Kurt squirmed a little and she whimpered softly, hugging tighter as she looked up at him. He sighed. "Could you, uh, let go a little, please?" he suggested, trying to be kind about it. She hesitated, the slowly uncurled her arms from around him, then sat, hugging her knees to her chest and resting her chin on them.
"Ah, sanks... Oh, here." Kurt handed her the stuffed dog she had grabbed on her way out of Magneto's place. It had been horribley filthy so they washed it. Whenever she wasn't hugging Kurt, it was the ragged old dalmation plushie. "Ze Professor only vants to help you. Zat's vhat ve all vant! Nobody's going to hurt you, I promise."
No response.
"So, don't vorry so much, okay?"
No response.
"Ah... so..." Kurt sat beside her, watching her start to rock back and forth, hugging the dog. He looked at her for the first time since they had rescued her. She had shoulder length black hair, stragglying and greasy from not being washed. She had refused any suggestion of bathing or changing clothes, much to Kurt's dismay seeing as she only stayed in his room. Her face was drawn and dirty, full of fear and sadness. Kurt looked into her glassy eyes, remembering a quote he once heard. How far is it from the eyes to the soul?
He continued down, past her strained lips and dirty short-sleeved shirt to her arms which were wrapped around her knees, as well as the dog. They were light in complexion, suggeseting she didn't get out into the sun much. There were long red scabs in many places, Kurt assumed from either Magneto or Sabretooth. The other members of the Brotherhood would never do that. They were the enemy, true, but they weren't that evil.
He sighed again, looking back up at her face. Her head was turned away, looking at the corner. She looked up at him, as if asking permission for something. "What's the matter?" he asked. She looked longingly at the corner again and he shrugged. He stood, walking toward it, and she followed. He blinked, watching her curl back up with her back to the corner. Some of the fear seemed to go out of her face then, and she looked up at him. He looked back, wearing the least threatening face he could. She looked down again, letting go of her knees with one scarred arm and starting to pet the ragged dog.
"Please, you haff to talk to us! Ozervise, ve can't help you!" He wasn't angry, just desperate and getting frustrated. She looked up at him and stopped petting the dog.
"I don't wanna talk," she muttered softly. Kurt blinked, sitting down next to her. It was a start. It was the first thing she'd said to anyone since she got here.
"Vhy not?" he asked gently.
"If I talk, he'll come get me again...." she said, sounding distant.
"Who, Sabretooth? Naw, vhatever vas in zat bucket sure did slow him up! And besides, ve are all here and can protect you now!" He sounded very confident, as always, and she seemed to draw strength from this. "How about zis, ve talk about vhat you vant to, okay?" She looked at him aprehensively for a moment, then nodded.
"Why am I here?" she asked, her voice soft and still a bit scared.
"Vell, because ve rescued you. You remember being vith Sabretooth, right? Ve came and took you avay from him and brought you here," explained Kurt. She listened intently, seeming to remember. "So, vhat is your name?" he asked, still trying to be careful and not scare her into silence again.
"M-my name?" she asked. Kurt nodded. "Marian...." she said, looking down.
"Zat's a nice name. I'm Kurt, Kurt Vaghner. Itz nice to meet you, Marian." She smiled meekly at him and he smiled back, trying to keep his fangs hidden. "So Marian... Vhy did Sabretooth vant you zere? Ze last I heard, Magneto only took in mutants. Are you a mutant..? Or, uh, I mean, do you haff powers? Can you, I mean, do sings?"
"I don't think I should say... I told M-magneto and he made me do bad things... I don't wanna do bad things..." She was scared againg and Kurt could tell she was ready to clam up again.
"Okay, okay, it's alright." He thought for a minute, then turned to her again. "You know, you really should let Professor McCoy do a physical on you. It vould make sure zat you are healthy."
"Okay," she seemed reluctant.
"Really? Zat's great! Ve don't haff to do it now, zo. Are you blocking ze Professor vhen he tries to read your mind?"
"Uh huh. I don't.... want him to find things."
"But zat's how he can tell if you need anysing, serapy or somesing." He knew he was pressing, taking a risk, but she seemed to give a little.
"But what if he finds bad things? Will he make me leave? I don't want to leave here.... I'm safe here. He won't make me leave, will he?"
"No, of course not! Ze Professor is a nice guy, hasn't turned down a student yet! I mean, if he can accept a blue fuzzy elf, vhy vouldn't he accept you?" He smiled again and she smiled back. She was still scared, but she nodded. "That's great, I'm glad you let me talk to you. Oh, and vone more sing, can you do me a favor?"
"What kind of favor?" she was hesitant and more than a little nervous, but she relaxed when he smiled at her again.
"Could you take a shower and change your clothes? No offense, but if you're going to stay in my room, I'd like to be able to come in here vithout a closepin on my nose!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Alright Marian, I need you to let me into your mind. I'm going to try to find out some information on you. Don't be scared, alright? You can hold Kurt's hand if you wish." It had been two more days and Marian was through with her physical exam. She seemed to like Beast, probably because he reminded her of Kurt. She nodded to the Professor, holding onto Kurt's arm with both of hers. He sighed, but tried to smile at her.
The Professor held his hands to his temples. He concentrated, felt resistence, then he was allowed in as she let her defenses drop. He looked around seeing the many memories she had. There were some that were still black, but he didn't mind. This was a start anyway. He went up to one of the pannels, showing a small child in a bathtub. He knew that it had to be Marian as a girl and he smiled. She seemed so happy as large hands holding a soft spounge rubbed her back. She smiled, then sneezed.
Suddenly, in the memory, there was screaming. The Professor watchd as the water started to turn red, turn to blood. He quickly pulled back, panting. "Iz everysing alright Professor?" asked Kurt. Marian had latched onto his arm in a death grip and he looked as if he were in pain, but he hid it. The Professor took a minute to process what he saw in his own mind, then smiled, opening his eyes once again.
"Yes, Kurt, everything's fine. So, Marian, you can change the composition of liquids, right?" She jumped, looked up at Kurt's smiling face for strength, then nodded. "And Magento had you make that nitroglycerin, right?" Another weak nod.
"It makes sense now! I knew zat somesing changed just before you told us to use ze bucket. Zat vasn't acid to begin vith, vas it?" She shook her head no, letting loose of her grip a little. There was a tap on the door and she was back to strangling his arm.
"Come in, Mr. McCoy. You, too, Logan," said the Professor. They entered together and Beast started to talk, but stopped apon seeing the girl. She smiled shyly at him and he smiled back, clearing his throat and adjusting his glasses.
"Ahem, Professor? Yes, we need to speak with you." He glanced at Kurt and Marian. "We need to speak with you alone," he added. The Professor smiled.
"Of course, Kurt, Marian, we will finish our discussion later." They both nodded and Kurt bamfed them up to his room. When McCoy was sure that they were gone, he turned to the Professor.
"Charles, listen, it's about the girl. I don't think we should let her stay at the mansion anymore."
A/N: OOOOOH, cliffhanger. Hehe. Ta da! I don't expect this fic to be too long, and I do expect to finish it (for once). It'll be my first time ever completing a fic. While I do have ideas now, even ones for the end, I will eventaully run out. My e-mail is jupitergurl02@hotmail.com and my AIM screen name is JupiterGurlAnime. My YIM screen name is JupiterGurlPrincess (what can I say, I like Sailor Jupiter). So, anyone who reads this and has a suggestion, coment, or even a flame (I've never gotten one before. lol) can send it to me. What did Beast find? Is something wrong with Marian? Will Kurt ever be able to use his arm again? See ya next chapter!
Chapter 2, Secrets
"I don't understand, Charles. What's the matter? Why can't you get into her head?" Logan was standing in the Professor's study, leaning against the door absently. They had brought the girl to the mansion and hadn't even been able to get a name out of her. She had hardly let go of Nightcrawler since she had arrived. Not that he seemed to mind too much.
"Ja Professor. I mean, vhat could be blocking her mind like zat?" asked the blue fuzzy mutant. The girl was clinging to him still, making it awkward for him to sit in the chair. Whenever Logan spoke, she trembled.
"I don't know, Kurt. It's a mystery to me... Perhaps... Perhaps you can get her to talk, Kurt. She seems quite fond of you. Or at least, not quite as scared of you."
"She acts like I'm vone of her stuffed animals," Kurt whispered to the Professor, not wanting to hurt the girls feelings. The Professor smiled at him.
"Try, for her sake as well as yours. Perhaps if you can talk to you, you can explain to her what's happened, and possibley get her to allow Professor McCoy to do a physical on her." Kurt sighed, nodding, and bamfed them up to his room. At first, the girl had been terrified of the teleportation, starting to cry whenever he did it, but within the last two days that she'd been there, she'd gotten used to it.
"So..." said Kurt, looking at her as she clung to him, her arms wrapped around his waist and one cheek on his chest as she looked away. She never seemed to show any emotion besides fear. Kurt squirmed a little and she whimpered softly, hugging tighter as she looked up at him. He sighed. "Could you, uh, let go a little, please?" he suggested, trying to be kind about it. She hesitated, the slowly uncurled her arms from around him, then sat, hugging her knees to her chest and resting her chin on them.
"Ah, sanks... Oh, here." Kurt handed her the stuffed dog she had grabbed on her way out of Magneto's place. It had been horribley filthy so they washed it. Whenever she wasn't hugging Kurt, it was the ragged old dalmation plushie. "Ze Professor only vants to help you. Zat's vhat ve all vant! Nobody's going to hurt you, I promise."
No response.
"So, don't vorry so much, okay?"
No response.
"Ah... so..." Kurt sat beside her, watching her start to rock back and forth, hugging the dog. He looked at her for the first time since they had rescued her. She had shoulder length black hair, stragglying and greasy from not being washed. She had refused any suggestion of bathing or changing clothes, much to Kurt's dismay seeing as she only stayed in his room. Her face was drawn and dirty, full of fear and sadness. Kurt looked into her glassy eyes, remembering a quote he once heard. How far is it from the eyes to the soul?
He continued down, past her strained lips and dirty short-sleeved shirt to her arms which were wrapped around her knees, as well as the dog. They were light in complexion, suggeseting she didn't get out into the sun much. There were long red scabs in many places, Kurt assumed from either Magneto or Sabretooth. The other members of the Brotherhood would never do that. They were the enemy, true, but they weren't that evil.
He sighed again, looking back up at her face. Her head was turned away, looking at the corner. She looked up at him, as if asking permission for something. "What's the matter?" he asked. She looked longingly at the corner again and he shrugged. He stood, walking toward it, and she followed. He blinked, watching her curl back up with her back to the corner. Some of the fear seemed to go out of her face then, and she looked up at him. He looked back, wearing the least threatening face he could. She looked down again, letting go of her knees with one scarred arm and starting to pet the ragged dog.
"Please, you haff to talk to us! Ozervise, ve can't help you!" He wasn't angry, just desperate and getting frustrated. She looked up at him and stopped petting the dog.
"I don't wanna talk," she muttered softly. Kurt blinked, sitting down next to her. It was a start. It was the first thing she'd said to anyone since she got here.
"Vhy not?" he asked gently.
"If I talk, he'll come get me again...." she said, sounding distant.
"Who, Sabretooth? Naw, vhatever vas in zat bucket sure did slow him up! And besides, ve are all here and can protect you now!" He sounded very confident, as always, and she seemed to draw strength from this. "How about zis, ve talk about vhat you vant to, okay?" She looked at him aprehensively for a moment, then nodded.
"Why am I here?" she asked, her voice soft and still a bit scared.
"Vell, because ve rescued you. You remember being vith Sabretooth, right? Ve came and took you avay from him and brought you here," explained Kurt. She listened intently, seeming to remember. "So, vhat is your name?" he asked, still trying to be careful and not scare her into silence again.
"M-my name?" she asked. Kurt nodded. "Marian...." she said, looking down.
"Zat's a nice name. I'm Kurt, Kurt Vaghner. Itz nice to meet you, Marian." She smiled meekly at him and he smiled back, trying to keep his fangs hidden. "So Marian... Vhy did Sabretooth vant you zere? Ze last I heard, Magneto only took in mutants. Are you a mutant..? Or, uh, I mean, do you haff powers? Can you, I mean, do sings?"
"I don't think I should say... I told M-magneto and he made me do bad things... I don't wanna do bad things..." She was scared againg and Kurt could tell she was ready to clam up again.
"Okay, okay, it's alright." He thought for a minute, then turned to her again. "You know, you really should let Professor McCoy do a physical on you. It vould make sure zat you are healthy."
"Okay," she seemed reluctant.
"Really? Zat's great! Ve don't haff to do it now, zo. Are you blocking ze Professor vhen he tries to read your mind?"
"Uh huh. I don't.... want him to find things."
"But zat's how he can tell if you need anysing, serapy or somesing." He knew he was pressing, taking a risk, but she seemed to give a little.
"But what if he finds bad things? Will he make me leave? I don't want to leave here.... I'm safe here. He won't make me leave, will he?"
"No, of course not! Ze Professor is a nice guy, hasn't turned down a student yet! I mean, if he can accept a blue fuzzy elf, vhy vouldn't he accept you?" He smiled again and she smiled back. She was still scared, but she nodded. "That's great, I'm glad you let me talk to you. Oh, and vone more sing, can you do me a favor?"
"What kind of favor?" she was hesitant and more than a little nervous, but she relaxed when he smiled at her again.
"Could you take a shower and change your clothes? No offense, but if you're going to stay in my room, I'd like to be able to come in here vithout a closepin on my nose!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Alright Marian, I need you to let me into your mind. I'm going to try to find out some information on you. Don't be scared, alright? You can hold Kurt's hand if you wish." It had been two more days and Marian was through with her physical exam. She seemed to like Beast, probably because he reminded her of Kurt. She nodded to the Professor, holding onto Kurt's arm with both of hers. He sighed, but tried to smile at her.
The Professor held his hands to his temples. He concentrated, felt resistence, then he was allowed in as she let her defenses drop. He looked around seeing the many memories she had. There were some that were still black, but he didn't mind. This was a start anyway. He went up to one of the pannels, showing a small child in a bathtub. He knew that it had to be Marian as a girl and he smiled. She seemed so happy as large hands holding a soft spounge rubbed her back. She smiled, then sneezed.
Suddenly, in the memory, there was screaming. The Professor watchd as the water started to turn red, turn to blood. He quickly pulled back, panting. "Iz everysing alright Professor?" asked Kurt. Marian had latched onto his arm in a death grip and he looked as if he were in pain, but he hid it. The Professor took a minute to process what he saw in his own mind, then smiled, opening his eyes once again.
"Yes, Kurt, everything's fine. So, Marian, you can change the composition of liquids, right?" She jumped, looked up at Kurt's smiling face for strength, then nodded. "And Magento had you make that nitroglycerin, right?" Another weak nod.
"It makes sense now! I knew zat somesing changed just before you told us to use ze bucket. Zat vasn't acid to begin vith, vas it?" She shook her head no, letting loose of her grip a little. There was a tap on the door and she was back to strangling his arm.
"Come in, Mr. McCoy. You, too, Logan," said the Professor. They entered together and Beast started to talk, but stopped apon seeing the girl. She smiled shyly at him and he smiled back, clearing his throat and adjusting his glasses.
"Ahem, Professor? Yes, we need to speak with you." He glanced at Kurt and Marian. "We need to speak with you alone," he added. The Professor smiled.
"Of course, Kurt, Marian, we will finish our discussion later." They both nodded and Kurt bamfed them up to his room. When McCoy was sure that they were gone, he turned to the Professor.
"Charles, listen, it's about the girl. I don't think we should let her stay at the mansion anymore."
A/N: OOOOOH, cliffhanger. Hehe. Ta da! I don't expect this fic to be too long, and I do expect to finish it (for once). It'll be my first time ever completing a fic. While I do have ideas now, even ones for the end, I will eventaully run out. My e-mail is jupitergurl02@hotmail.com and my AIM screen name is JupiterGurlAnime. My YIM screen name is JupiterGurlPrincess (what can I say, I like Sailor Jupiter). So, anyone who reads this and has a suggestion, coment, or even a flame (I've never gotten one before. lol) can send it to me. What did Beast find? Is something wrong with Marian? Will Kurt ever be able to use his arm again? See ya next chapter!