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rachel-yup, poor, poor, poor Kurt
Raskolion Phoenix-thanks (for your earlier comments also)-lolz, yeah chain Kurt to the bed but he can teleport remember? :p
sarahlafox-where did I get the idea... my head I guess-it's easy to be imaginative when you've nothing to do-but seriously, reading helps :D
ManniElf18-yes, not much dialogue but I don't feel comfortable dialogue and try to avoid it 'cuz I might mess up-however, will try to include more dialogue in the future :)
Darkknight.exe-yes it's Mystique-thanks
Danke, beloved readers/reviewers
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Liebe Mutter (Dear Mother)
Chapter 4- Dämon
The very next day, Eric and Margali had told Kurt gesturing with their hands, not to go out of the room at any cost. They elaborately explained the best they could to his young bewildered face.
"And that is why you should not go out. Did you understand Kurt?" Eric finished, pointing with his finger to .
"Dada," Kurt exclaimed and grabbed onto his father's fingers, giggling.
"Aww, look at him," Margali cooed. Kurt's lesson was quickly forgotten and the adults continued playing with their son.
The days quickly passed; the sun rose and it set; winter gave way to spring and summer. Life went on in the Wagner household and all was merry until Kurt was about six years old.
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(Fast-forward to six-year old Kurt)
A new family had moved in next door to the Wagner's. They were Karl and Hilda Strudel. The couple also had a sixteen year old daughter named Katrina. The Strudels were a little younger than the Wagners and got along rather well with their neighbors. Karl was also a lumberjack and worked with Eric, cutting trees. They often were together drinking at the pub after work-hours. Meanwhile, Margali visited Hilda and the two spent time sharing the latest gossip or exchanging recipes after Katrina had gone to school and Kurt was tightly locked in his room.
Kurt didn't mind the loneliness. He had plenty of toys to play with and Margali came to cook him lunch or make some tasty snacks. After three o' clock, Margali would return from wherever she had gone and teach him German. His father arrived at seven clock and the two would spend quality time together as Margali prepared a sumptuous dinner for her family. The night would end with Kurt (who got his own room) was tucked in by both parents and a kiss.
Life couldn't have been better except for one thing.
Kurt was growing, Eric realized, and soon would e compelled to go outside whether he liked it or not. Looking at his wife's happy and pleasant face he knew that it was up to him to keep his child and wife safe and happy. They would have to move, maybe in about three weeks or so. Yes, that much time would be enough for preparations. Eric already knew about a house that was on sale. It was situated somewhere in the wilderness but was still was a comfortable distance from town. Yes, that would have to be done. He pulled the blanket over his body and turned in for the night.
The next day was the same as yesterday. The Strudels had invited the Wagner's over for dinner though. Eric did not know whether they should go or not because such an event would take some time and Kurt would be alone at home. Seeing his father frown, Kurt asked him what the problem was.
"The Strudel's have invited us... well your mother and I for dinner tonight. But I think we should decline because you'll be alone," Eric replied truthfully.
"It's okay Papa, I can take care of myself. Just leave me some food and you two go on and enjoy yourselves," Kurt protested.
"Are you sure son?" Eric asked doubtfully.
"Yes Papa, I'm already six years old you know," Kurt replied steadfastly, standing straight with his chin held high.
Eric laughed at his son's actions and Kurt playfully pouted. Margali smiled from the kitchen doorway.
The day passed uneventfully. Eric and Margali had a great time at the Strudel's and out of hospitality, invited them over to their house the next day for dinner. The Wagners returned to their warm house. Kurt was already sleeping. Eric put out the lamp and went to sleep.
The sun rose brightly. Kurt yawned and stretched his weary limbs as he woke up. Margali was already cooking breakfast and Eric was at the table drinking tea when Kurt bounded in. Eric put down his mug and looked at Kurt. He said, "Kurt, I have invited the Strudel's over tonight to return their hospitality. This is why it is important that you not make a noise or try coming out of your room from six o' clock to nine. You can stay up if you wish but it'd be better it you slept. Is that okay with you?"
Kurt nodded, excited that people were coming to his house. But he knew that he could not make contact with them. Well, that was life.
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(Some time later)
The Strudel's arrived exactly at six o' clock. Hilda had brought a basket of fruits as a present. The men sat down at the table talking about work and the women both bustled off to the kitchen. Eric and Margali forgot all about Katrina who made her way up the stairs to the second storey. Being a rather mischievous and naughty girl, she was always looking around people's houses and other's stuff no matter how many times her parents reprimanded her.
She walked down the hallway glancing at the photos on the wall until she reached the window at the end. Not finding anything interesting, the bored girl was about to go back when some strange noise alerted her. It was coming from behind one of the doors. Silently treading on her toes, she made her way to the keyhole and listened intently. It seemed to her that a small child was playing inside. But the Wagners did not have children; even her parents had said so; so who was this child? She peered into the keyhole to get a glance of this mysterious child.
Downstairs, Eric noticed that Katrina was nowhere to be seen.
"Karl, where is Katrina-" Eric's words were drowned out by said person's scream.
"Dämon!!!"
"What the-" Karl ejaculated as his daughter ran down the stairs as if the hounds of hell were on her heels.
"There, there my child," he said trying to soothe her as Hilda and Margali emerged from the kitchen.
"What happened my dear?" asked Hilda.
"Es war ein Dämon!" Katrina squeezed out between sobs as Margali and Eric exchanged looks.
Karl looked at his hosts and said, "I think we should go now, this is too much excitement for one night. Goodnight."
"Goodnight," Eric and Margali said as the Strudels rushed away from their home.
The instant the door closed, Eric and Margali ran to Kurt's room and opened the door.
Kurt was nowhere to be seen.
"Kurt, where are you?" Margali shouted.
"Down here Mama," Kurt said as he crawled out from under the bed. "I'm sorry but that girl looked through the keyhole and I, I didn't know," he blubbered.
"It's ok Kurt," Margali said as she hugged her son.
Looking up his mother's' face, Kurt asked innocently, "Am I demon, Mama?"
"No! You are my angel," Margali replied.
"But that girl-" Kurt continued.
"That girl knows nothing my son. She does not stop to use her brain that God has given her. Unfortunately, there are many people like her out there which is why we try to keep you in here at all times," Eric said from behind. "You are a human being; you are a boy and will become a man. You are not a demon and do not let anyone say or even think so."
Eric strong words comforted Kurt and he fell asleep just like that. Eric took him and laid him on his bed and put out the light.
"You know what this means, don't you Margali?" Eric asked his wife when they were alone.
"Yes, we will have to move."
"There is a place I have been thinking of; I will begin the arrangements immediately."
Saying that, Eric went to sleep.
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AN-
Dämon-Demon
Es war ein Dämon-It was a Demon
-sorry for the delay but.... ants in my pants! literally! so had to clean my room n comp. table and whatnot
-another more plausible excuse is that I didn't get any review e-mails from chp. 2-3 so I assumed my fic somehow bombed-I just checked two days ago and was like :O and here I am again, writing
-just watched X2 at home again; screenshots anyone? if so, they'll be on my site in about 2-3 days-e-mail me for requests
-and if there are any RK fans, I have RK pics on my site too
-everybody visit nuklearpower.com-it rocks!!!
-should I use German words with translations at the bottom or just use plain English?
RnR if you like this fic
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-2nd October, '03