The hanging infrastructure below Cloud City, Bespin…
With his slick black trenchcoat billowing in the high altitude winds, Sabertooth slowly advanced across the catwalk. Holding his lightsaber loosely at his side, he stared seriously at the wounded fighter in front of him. "Mystique never told you about your father, did she Kurt?"
Kurt panted hard hard, and desperately wrapped his tail tighter around the communications array. He had already lost his only weapon, and his right hand in the process. Now he could only hope to flee from the black-armored Jedi that menaced him. "She told me enough!" Kurt managed to spit out. "She told me you killed him!"
Sabertooth paused. "No, Kurt," he said condescendingly. "I am your father."
Kurt lost his grip in surprise and tumbled to the base of the array. With a horrified look on his have, he slowly backed away. "No… It's not true!" Kurt violently shook his head in denial. "It's not true!"
Sabertooth raised his right arm and displayed an exposed patch of skin. "Look at my fur, Kurt. Search your feelings for me and you will know it to be true!" Slowly, he extended his arm and began approaching again. "Join me, Kurt. Join with me now, and together we shall rule this Galaxy as father and son!"
Laying on the catwalk, Kurt stared at the hand in outright horror. Swallowing hard, he looked his father in the face. "Nooooo—oooooooo—ooooooooo…" With a burst of desperate effort, Kurt lunged off the side of the catwalk and fell into the clouds below.
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The Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters…
"Nooo!"
Kurt hit the ground with a thud. Breathing heavily, he pushed himself off the floor and found himself alone in his room, beside his bed. With perspiration soaking his fur-covered skin, Kurt sat where he was until the last vestiges of the dream had faded.
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Midnight, Overlook Park, just above Bayville…
"Hello, Kurt," mumbled Scott as he leaned on a wooden fence and stared absently out over the city.
Kurt waved away the last of the brimstone smoke brought by his teleportation. "Hey, Scott. Hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Noting at all…"
Silently, Kurt took a spot next to Scott, and the two boys gazed aimlessly over the horizon.
"Nightmare?" Kurt asked at length.
Scott nodded. "Mmh—hhm."
"Cloud City?"
"Mmh—hhm," Scott quietly replied. "With Corsair. 'Join me, Scott, and together we shall pirate the galaxy as father and son.'" Scott paused for a moment. "Same with you?"
"Same with me," Kurt sighed.
The boys looked on in silence, and a slight breeze disturbed the leaves at their feet.
"Hey, Pietro," Scott hailed without changing his gaze.
"Scott," sullenly greeted Pietro as he took a spot on the fence. "Kurt. Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all," replied Kurt. "Nightmare?"
Pietro gazed forlornly over the city. "Yup."
"Bespin?" Asked Scott.
"Nope. Ice Planet Hoth."
"Ice Planet Hoth?" Asked Kurt, letting emotion slip into his voice for the first time.
"Ice Planet Hoth," Pietro confirmed.
Scott looked at Pietro, curious. "What was so bad about Ice Planet Hoth?"
Noticing their interest, Pietro turned to face the two boys. "The scene after Luke gets out of the Re-gen Chamber. Where he was talking to Han and Liea." Pietro blanched at the memory. "Wanda kissed me. On the lips…"
"Doesn't sound that bad…" Commented Scott, thinking of the dark haired teen.
Pietro scowled. "It would if you were related! Just picture you and Rogue." Pietro turned to Scott. "Or with Alex."
Scott and Kurt looked at each other and grimaced.
After a pause, the three boys simultaneously heaved a sigh and resumed staring out over the city.
At length Kurt spoke up again. "So if Wanda was Liea, who was Han? Lance?"
"Nope," replied Pietro shaking his head. "Clint Barton."
Scott frowned and looked over at Pietro. "Hawkeye? Then who played Chewie?"
Pietro blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Tigra. Hmm." At the thought of the bikini clad catgirl, a smirk tugged at his lips. "I guess it wasn't that bad after all."
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