X-Men Evolution is a trademarked product from Marvel, all the characters are owned by Marvel and not me. This is a work of fiction based off of said series. I make no money off this, yadda yadda yah. This is my first X-Men Evolution, or even X-Men related fic I've written. Be gentle.
"Angry Situation" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 14
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A cellular phone vibrated silently at the appointed time of twelve fifteen a.m. Kitty reached into her pocket and pressed a button to stop the wake up call. She carefully sat up and looked over to her sleeping roomate, Rogue. She quickly changed from her night clothes to the clothes that she had set out earlier in the day. Kitty pulled her hair back and tucked in her top, which is a dark grey sweater. She pulled her pant legs down, over a pair of sneakers. Then she arranged for her clothes to act as a body double under her blanket. She nodded after a few moments of repositioning, then phased through the door to the hall. Kitty moved down the hall to a closet, quietly opening it up and removing a heavy high collared leather cafe styled motorcycle jacket. She turned her nose up at it, then pulled it quietly on. She zipped it up all the way and turned back toward her room, phasing back in. She took a deep breath, and positioned herself as if she were to run for a track meet. Hands placed on the floor, her feet ready to run. Kitty took a deep breath, then dashed toward the window.
The moment seemed pretty exciting. Kitty phased through the window, and into the air above the institute. She walked on air, literally, as she tried to clear the mansion grounds so she could touch down and start on her way to the mall for her meet up. 'I gave myself enough time to change and hopefully get there in enough time.'
A shadowed figure from the roof sat quietly, looking out at the moonlit sky. They turned their head, seeing the movement of one Kitty Pryde from the window and over the ground, "Was ist das?" the figure whispered. "... Kitty..."
Kitty touched down on the ground and started moving quickly toward the direction of the mall. She glanced at her watch, 'Twelve fourty eight.' She sped up a little, annoyed that getting ready took so long and to make it out. The mall, surprisingly, wasn't very far off. A little out of breath, she made it to the south parking lot and found her way to a bench to sit down. 'What'm I gonna do? What was I thinking?'
Footsteps echoed in the empty parking lot area, bouncing off the nearby wall of the Mall. Kitty turned to notice it was Piotr. She gulped and looked him over, "Uh... hey..."
"Hello, Katya." He smiled, then said softly, "Even though you asked me to come, you do not sound too happy to see me."
"I am, Peter. I am." She took a deep breath, then said, "This isn't the best place to hang out. They've got cameras. We could go to a park or somethin' instead."
Piotr seemed confused by her comment, "Whatever you're comfortable with. Lead the way." he gestured with his hand to move up and onward.
Kitty unzipped the jacket she wore and slipped her hands into the pockets. She walked beside Piotr as she kept a sharp eye on everything else. "So yeah..." She started, "My conscience is totally getting the best of me."
"What do you mean?" Piotr asked as they approached a small park with a swingset and slides. Kitty moved over to sit in one of the swings. Piotr followed, sitting in the one next to hers.
"I mean, like... I can't just sit and do nothing." She sighs frustrated, "I'm having such a hard time formulating what I really mean. That's what I get for my lack of sleep."
Piotr reached over and gently touched his hand to her forehead, "You also look ill, little one. I'm sure being out in this night weather won't make things better."
Kitty blushed and moved backwards with the swing. He moved his hand out of the way as she started to swing back and forth. "I'll recover. Really, totally not a problem."
Piotr said softly, "Of course. So instead of nothing, what would you like to do? Am I here to be your decision maker?"
"What? No, Peter. I just... it's going to be my choice, 'kay. The people, from the files. I want to do something about that. I want to help free them. I want to stop this kind of thing from happening. I want to do something."
"But Katya, you're just a child. You cannot do everything."
"That didn't seem to matter much when Magneto used me to get into that place." She stopped swinging, "I'm sorry... that was a low blow. I'm not bitter about that. Well, maybe just a little." She used her fingers to demonstrate a little, "But I got over that."
"I understand." He looked into her eyes, "You just cannot do it all by yourself. That would be... madness. It isn't safe."
"I know, Peter. That's why I got a hold of you." She smiled and said softly, "I think I'd be safe if you were with me."
Piotr turned away from Kitty and then said, "No."
"No?" She blinked, "That's it, just 'No'? What does THAT mean?"
"Exactly what it means, just... no. No, Katya. I won't allow that." Piotr sighed.
"I'm not asking permission here, I'm offering my services. I want to do this." Kitty seemed annoyed, "What kind of game is this? Why would you come all the way out here and meet me when you had to have known it had somethin' to do with this? Is this funny to you?"
"No, no. Katya I..." He held up his hands, "I do not want to see you hurt again. I do not want you involved in this any longer. I do not want you to... make the same mistakes I had."
"Mistakes? Peter, this is my own choice... shouldn't I be allowed to do what I want with it?" She asked. "Gawd, I feel like such an idiot comin' all the way out here." She shook her head, standing out of the swing. She stepped in front of Piotr, "Isn't it my choice? My chance to..." She stopped.
"You don't even know, do you?" Piotr jumped in, "You do not have to do anything more. You've done enough already. Katya..."
"Don't 'Katya' me, Piotr." She accented his name again, "I thought about this for a long while. I don't even know what I would do. I just wanted to do... something. Anything."
"You already do something, as a X-Man. The vigilante acolyte of Magneto's... it's not what you are. Believe me."
"But it's what you are?" She asked.
"We all do things for different reasons, little one."
"I don't believe you!" She turned around, "Look at this place. Do you like... honestly think that I would be happy with myself if because of my inaction... if it brought friends or family trouble? You know, trouble that would have never become an issue if I had done something?"
Piotr stood up and turned Kitty around to face him. His hands rested on her shoulders, "No. You would not be happy with yourself. And I would not be happy if I let you get involved into something that was not right for you."
"... why you gotta say it like that?" She looked down, "We all take risks."
"It's not your risk to take." Piotr lifted her chin and said softly, "I will not allow it. You... just don't understand."
"No, Peter. I don't." She sighed, stepping back. "It all seemed so clear to me earlier today. Now? No gameplan. Nothin'." She shuffled her feet.
"You are so brave." Piotr smiled, "But we... we've already taken care of some things."
"What? You what?" She blinked. "Like what... things?"
Piotr made a face, "Let's say... things are in motion."
Kitty sighed a bit in disappointment. "... oh... 'kay."
"Don't be so sad, Katya. You did help. You didn't just sit back and let things happen. You here now just tells me that Magneto, despite his method, was right to try to get you to help us. It was a good choice."
She was quiet. Kitty looked up at Piotr, almost angry. "I... so got played. I like totally can't believe this."
"Played?" Piotr blinked.
"My emotions, my... everything! You people... you've made me doubt myself and what I had learned. Gah!"
Piotr broke in, "It was nothing like that!" His anger rose, "Whatever doubt you had was something that was within you even before us. How dare you place the blame on others. Katya, after all that debate, what do you want me to say?"
"I don't know!" She growled, "Why'd you have to do this? Why'd you have to enter my life and make things difficult?"
"Is this about me, or is it about Magneto? Is it about saving lives or is it about saving your own conscious?" Piotr asked back defensively.
"It's about everything!" She snapped. "I'm just a kid, you're right. Maybe I wasn't meant to see the whole picture. I just wanted to... I just wanted my life back. The deeper I get, the more things get complicated. Whether it be as a X-Man or just... bein' me." She looked like she was going to cry.
"Katya.." He paused, and said softly, "You are stronger than that."
"Says you."
"I don't say, I know. Just be proud that what you did has saved lives, and will save more. And what you will do, in the future, you will touch many people as you are. You have touched me, little one. You may not think what you do makes that much of a difference, but it does. Just continue to fight for what you believe is right and you will change lives, one step at a time in your own way."
Kitty sniffled and wiped her eyes. She nodded gently, "... you're right. I know you are. I just feel really stupid, that's all. Standin' here, so openly..."
"To come with me would be a bad choice." Piotr assured. "This is best. In another time or situation... I would have let you. Your ideals and future... they belong with Xavier."
"What 'bout you?"
"In another time or situation, I might have been there along beside you. But for now... I must return to Magneto." Piotr nodded and turned to walk away.
"Wait... wait." She caught up to him, "Why? Why go back to him? You just fit into the Magneto agenda about as much as I do."
"Responsibility." He said. "Someday I might elaborate. However, I must go."
Kitty nodded, "Well... okay.... wait, wait!" She stood back, "Close your eyes."
Piotr blinked, "Why does this worry me?"
"Just close your eyes, silly. No peeking!" She stood in front of him, then waved a hand in front of his eyes to make sure he couldn't see. Kitty took a deep breath, then tiptoed up to meet him with a small, gentle kiss.
Piotr opened his eyes after the moment, a slight blush across his cheeks.
"Like, as hard as this is to say... thank you, and good luck."
He nodded in return, "... you're welcome, Katya." Piotr turned and left the park without another look or word.
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"Angry Situation" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 14
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A cellular phone vibrated silently at the appointed time of twelve fifteen a.m. Kitty reached into her pocket and pressed a button to stop the wake up call. She carefully sat up and looked over to her sleeping roomate, Rogue. She quickly changed from her night clothes to the clothes that she had set out earlier in the day. Kitty pulled her hair back and tucked in her top, which is a dark grey sweater. She pulled her pant legs down, over a pair of sneakers. Then she arranged for her clothes to act as a body double under her blanket. She nodded after a few moments of repositioning, then phased through the door to the hall. Kitty moved down the hall to a closet, quietly opening it up and removing a heavy high collared leather cafe styled motorcycle jacket. She turned her nose up at it, then pulled it quietly on. She zipped it up all the way and turned back toward her room, phasing back in. She took a deep breath, and positioned herself as if she were to run for a track meet. Hands placed on the floor, her feet ready to run. Kitty took a deep breath, then dashed toward the window.
The moment seemed pretty exciting. Kitty phased through the window, and into the air above the institute. She walked on air, literally, as she tried to clear the mansion grounds so she could touch down and start on her way to the mall for her meet up. 'I gave myself enough time to change and hopefully get there in enough time.'
A shadowed figure from the roof sat quietly, looking out at the moonlit sky. They turned their head, seeing the movement of one Kitty Pryde from the window and over the ground, "Was ist das?" the figure whispered. "... Kitty..."
Kitty touched down on the ground and started moving quickly toward the direction of the mall. She glanced at her watch, 'Twelve fourty eight.' She sped up a little, annoyed that getting ready took so long and to make it out. The mall, surprisingly, wasn't very far off. A little out of breath, she made it to the south parking lot and found her way to a bench to sit down. 'What'm I gonna do? What was I thinking?'
Footsteps echoed in the empty parking lot area, bouncing off the nearby wall of the Mall. Kitty turned to notice it was Piotr. She gulped and looked him over, "Uh... hey..."
"Hello, Katya." He smiled, then said softly, "Even though you asked me to come, you do not sound too happy to see me."
"I am, Peter. I am." She took a deep breath, then said, "This isn't the best place to hang out. They've got cameras. We could go to a park or somethin' instead."
Piotr seemed confused by her comment, "Whatever you're comfortable with. Lead the way." he gestured with his hand to move up and onward.
Kitty unzipped the jacket she wore and slipped her hands into the pockets. She walked beside Piotr as she kept a sharp eye on everything else. "So yeah..." She started, "My conscience is totally getting the best of me."
"What do you mean?" Piotr asked as they approached a small park with a swingset and slides. Kitty moved over to sit in one of the swings. Piotr followed, sitting in the one next to hers.
"I mean, like... I can't just sit and do nothing." She sighs frustrated, "I'm having such a hard time formulating what I really mean. That's what I get for my lack of sleep."
Piotr reached over and gently touched his hand to her forehead, "You also look ill, little one. I'm sure being out in this night weather won't make things better."
Kitty blushed and moved backwards with the swing. He moved his hand out of the way as she started to swing back and forth. "I'll recover. Really, totally not a problem."
Piotr said softly, "Of course. So instead of nothing, what would you like to do? Am I here to be your decision maker?"
"What? No, Peter. I just... it's going to be my choice, 'kay. The people, from the files. I want to do something about that. I want to help free them. I want to stop this kind of thing from happening. I want to do something."
"But Katya, you're just a child. You cannot do everything."
"That didn't seem to matter much when Magneto used me to get into that place." She stopped swinging, "I'm sorry... that was a low blow. I'm not bitter about that. Well, maybe just a little." She used her fingers to demonstrate a little, "But I got over that."
"I understand." He looked into her eyes, "You just cannot do it all by yourself. That would be... madness. It isn't safe."
"I know, Peter. That's why I got a hold of you." She smiled and said softly, "I think I'd be safe if you were with me."
Piotr turned away from Kitty and then said, "No."
"No?" She blinked, "That's it, just 'No'? What does THAT mean?"
"Exactly what it means, just... no. No, Katya. I won't allow that." Piotr sighed.
"I'm not asking permission here, I'm offering my services. I want to do this." Kitty seemed annoyed, "What kind of game is this? Why would you come all the way out here and meet me when you had to have known it had somethin' to do with this? Is this funny to you?"
"No, no. Katya I..." He held up his hands, "I do not want to see you hurt again. I do not want you involved in this any longer. I do not want you to... make the same mistakes I had."
"Mistakes? Peter, this is my own choice... shouldn't I be allowed to do what I want with it?" She asked. "Gawd, I feel like such an idiot comin' all the way out here." She shook her head, standing out of the swing. She stepped in front of Piotr, "Isn't it my choice? My chance to..." She stopped.
"You don't even know, do you?" Piotr jumped in, "You do not have to do anything more. You've done enough already. Katya..."
"Don't 'Katya' me, Piotr." She accented his name again, "I thought about this for a long while. I don't even know what I would do. I just wanted to do... something. Anything."
"You already do something, as a X-Man. The vigilante acolyte of Magneto's... it's not what you are. Believe me."
"But it's what you are?" She asked.
"We all do things for different reasons, little one."
"I don't believe you!" She turned around, "Look at this place. Do you like... honestly think that I would be happy with myself if because of my inaction... if it brought friends or family trouble? You know, trouble that would have never become an issue if I had done something?"
Piotr stood up and turned Kitty around to face him. His hands rested on her shoulders, "No. You would not be happy with yourself. And I would not be happy if I let you get involved into something that was not right for you."
"... why you gotta say it like that?" She looked down, "We all take risks."
"It's not your risk to take." Piotr lifted her chin and said softly, "I will not allow it. You... just don't understand."
"No, Peter. I don't." She sighed, stepping back. "It all seemed so clear to me earlier today. Now? No gameplan. Nothin'." She shuffled her feet.
"You are so brave." Piotr smiled, "But we... we've already taken care of some things."
"What? You what?" She blinked. "Like what... things?"
Piotr made a face, "Let's say... things are in motion."
Kitty sighed a bit in disappointment. "... oh... 'kay."
"Don't be so sad, Katya. You did help. You didn't just sit back and let things happen. You here now just tells me that Magneto, despite his method, was right to try to get you to help us. It was a good choice."
She was quiet. Kitty looked up at Piotr, almost angry. "I... so got played. I like totally can't believe this."
"Played?" Piotr blinked.
"My emotions, my... everything! You people... you've made me doubt myself and what I had learned. Gah!"
Piotr broke in, "It was nothing like that!" His anger rose, "Whatever doubt you had was something that was within you even before us. How dare you place the blame on others. Katya, after all that debate, what do you want me to say?"
"I don't know!" She growled, "Why'd you have to do this? Why'd you have to enter my life and make things difficult?"
"Is this about me, or is it about Magneto? Is it about saving lives or is it about saving your own conscious?" Piotr asked back defensively.
"It's about everything!" She snapped. "I'm just a kid, you're right. Maybe I wasn't meant to see the whole picture. I just wanted to... I just wanted my life back. The deeper I get, the more things get complicated. Whether it be as a X-Man or just... bein' me." She looked like she was going to cry.
"Katya.." He paused, and said softly, "You are stronger than that."
"Says you."
"I don't say, I know. Just be proud that what you did has saved lives, and will save more. And what you will do, in the future, you will touch many people as you are. You have touched me, little one. You may not think what you do makes that much of a difference, but it does. Just continue to fight for what you believe is right and you will change lives, one step at a time in your own way."
Kitty sniffled and wiped her eyes. She nodded gently, "... you're right. I know you are. I just feel really stupid, that's all. Standin' here, so openly..."
"To come with me would be a bad choice." Piotr assured. "This is best. In another time or situation... I would have let you. Your ideals and future... they belong with Xavier."
"What 'bout you?"
"In another time or situation, I might have been there along beside you. But for now... I must return to Magneto." Piotr nodded and turned to walk away.
"Wait... wait." She caught up to him, "Why? Why go back to him? You just fit into the Magneto agenda about as much as I do."
"Responsibility." He said. "Someday I might elaborate. However, I must go."
Kitty nodded, "Well... okay.... wait, wait!" She stood back, "Close your eyes."
Piotr blinked, "Why does this worry me?"
"Just close your eyes, silly. No peeking!" She stood in front of him, then waved a hand in front of his eyes to make sure he couldn't see. Kitty took a deep breath, then tiptoed up to meet him with a small, gentle kiss.
Piotr opened his eyes after the moment, a slight blush across his cheeks.
"Like, as hard as this is to say... thank you, and good luck."
He nodded in return, "... you're welcome, Katya." Piotr turned and left the park without another look or word.
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