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Chapter 5
The night was cold, and I shivered in a breeze. Markers for plots and angelic statues dotted the landscape. I was finally in the graveyard.
*Bampf*
A crash of stones and the sound of teleporting erupted nearby alerting me of Rogue.
"When's this all gonna end?" I heard her moan.
I could see that she had propped herself against a small vault, probably wondering 'Why me?'
'Heh.' I thought, 'think YOUR in a bad situation.'
I felt a presence nearby. Looking to my left, I noticed Mystique was in her hiding spot preparing to confront Rogue.
"No way..." I muttered, sneaking up behind her.
As Mystique went to move, I grabbed her arm.
"Leave Rogue alone." I demanded. Hoping for an authority in my voice.
She easily got her arm back and snarled
"How did you know I was here?!"
"I could smell you." I replied taking one of Wolverines lines, "Now leave Rogue alone I don't want you scaring the crap out of her anymore."
Her eyes showed surprise, but a smile graced her mouth.
"I should have known Xavier was aware of me."
"He doesn't only I do." I corrected, then realized: that wasn't smart telling her I was alone...
Mystique thought for about it for a moment and then yelled,
"Then get out of my way!"
She swiftly kick me in my side, knocking the wind from my lungs. As I on the ground she prepared to leave.
'No!' I thought, I didn't want to let that happen.
I snatched her leg trying to pull her to the dirt. She looked at me with hatred and annoyance, bringing down her heel she stabbed me in the small of my back. I saw stars for a moment, but didn't give up. I clumsily brought around my legs to trip her, only succeeding in leaving my stomach open. Mystique quickly took it to her advantage and kicked me once more. I sprawled out on the graveyard's floor, out of strength.
"Xavier doesn't train you well does he?" She laughed contemptuously.
"Least I'm not Magneto's dog!" I spat, something warm dripped from my mouth. Blood?
Her eyes seemed to turn a icier blue.
"You will regret saying that." She growled, then there was pain.
I think I passed out at one point, my body collapsing from the beating. When I came to consciousness, Mystique was gone, and I couldn't get up. I was covered in my own blood. Frighten, I ran my tongue over my teeth, they were still intact. I sighed, but the movement of air in my chest hurt me greatly. I could hear shouting in background... Lightening?
'Oh crap,' I thought, 'Rogue got Storm.'
I rolled on my back, white pain lacing up my spine. Grimacing I looked up and found rain pouring on my face.
"The cables! If they hit the water Storm'll be fried!" Scott yelled
"Too much power I have to---Ahh!" Rogue screamed ending with,
*Bampf*
I wanted to close my eyes, I had failed. Mystique had still tricked Rogue...
"Professor where is Kitty?" Scott asked
"Over here!" I partially yelled, not waiting for Xavier's mental probing.
Footsteps ran towards me, followed by Scott and Jean's gasping. Logan holding Kurt looked at me wide eyed.
'How badly am I beaten?' I questioned myself, I did feel a little lightheaded...
"Who did this?" Wolverine growled, sniffing the air he answered his own inquiry, "Mystique..."
Wolverine unconsciously tighten his grip on Nightcrawler, causing him to wake abruptly.
"Ahh, Logan your hurting me!" He cried, jumping out of his arms. Nightcrawler practically collapsed on the ground, so Wolverine held him up.
"Kitty don't move." Jean warned me, then levitated in the air...
Once in the X-van, I was wrapped in at least a mile of bandages, it hurt like hell.
'I must be the only reason Xavier buys this stuff,' I joke to myself wincing.
I felt kind of stupid, here I am in X-men: evolution and I'll I do is get the crap beat out of me. I was laid down in the back of the van, Kurt popped his head over to check on me.
"Better Kitty?" He asked me with a slight grin.
"Yah, you fuzzy elf." I replied, shutting my eyes to sleep.
*Read and review* Sorry I made it so short, but wasn't that exciting? *yawns* Oh yeah and I have free comics for all of my stories for those who want one.
Chapter 5
The night was cold, and I shivered in a breeze. Markers for plots and angelic statues dotted the landscape. I was finally in the graveyard.
*Bampf*
A crash of stones and the sound of teleporting erupted nearby alerting me of Rogue.
"When's this all gonna end?" I heard her moan.
I could see that she had propped herself against a small vault, probably wondering 'Why me?'
'Heh.' I thought, 'think YOUR in a bad situation.'
I felt a presence nearby. Looking to my left, I noticed Mystique was in her hiding spot preparing to confront Rogue.
"No way..." I muttered, sneaking up behind her.
As Mystique went to move, I grabbed her arm.
"Leave Rogue alone." I demanded. Hoping for an authority in my voice.
She easily got her arm back and snarled
"How did you know I was here?!"
"I could smell you." I replied taking one of Wolverines lines, "Now leave Rogue alone I don't want you scaring the crap out of her anymore."
Her eyes showed surprise, but a smile graced her mouth.
"I should have known Xavier was aware of me."
"He doesn't only I do." I corrected, then realized: that wasn't smart telling her I was alone...
Mystique thought for about it for a moment and then yelled,
"Then get out of my way!"
She swiftly kick me in my side, knocking the wind from my lungs. As I on the ground she prepared to leave.
'No!' I thought, I didn't want to let that happen.
I snatched her leg trying to pull her to the dirt. She looked at me with hatred and annoyance, bringing down her heel she stabbed me in the small of my back. I saw stars for a moment, but didn't give up. I clumsily brought around my legs to trip her, only succeeding in leaving my stomach open. Mystique quickly took it to her advantage and kicked me once more. I sprawled out on the graveyard's floor, out of strength.
"Xavier doesn't train you well does he?" She laughed contemptuously.
"Least I'm not Magneto's dog!" I spat, something warm dripped from my mouth. Blood?
Her eyes seemed to turn a icier blue.
"You will regret saying that." She growled, then there was pain.
I think I passed out at one point, my body collapsing from the beating. When I came to consciousness, Mystique was gone, and I couldn't get up. I was covered in my own blood. Frighten, I ran my tongue over my teeth, they were still intact. I sighed, but the movement of air in my chest hurt me greatly. I could hear shouting in background... Lightening?
'Oh crap,' I thought, 'Rogue got Storm.'
I rolled on my back, white pain lacing up my spine. Grimacing I looked up and found rain pouring on my face.
"The cables! If they hit the water Storm'll be fried!" Scott yelled
"Too much power I have to---Ahh!" Rogue screamed ending with,
*Bampf*
I wanted to close my eyes, I had failed. Mystique had still tricked Rogue...
"Professor where is Kitty?" Scott asked
"Over here!" I partially yelled, not waiting for Xavier's mental probing.
Footsteps ran towards me, followed by Scott and Jean's gasping. Logan holding Kurt looked at me wide eyed.
'How badly am I beaten?' I questioned myself, I did feel a little lightheaded...
"Who did this?" Wolverine growled, sniffing the air he answered his own inquiry, "Mystique..."
Wolverine unconsciously tighten his grip on Nightcrawler, causing him to wake abruptly.
"Ahh, Logan your hurting me!" He cried, jumping out of his arms. Nightcrawler practically collapsed on the ground, so Wolverine held him up.
"Kitty don't move." Jean warned me, then levitated in the air...
Once in the X-van, I was wrapped in at least a mile of bandages, it hurt like hell.
'I must be the only reason Xavier buys this stuff,' I joke to myself wincing.
I felt kind of stupid, here I am in X-men: evolution and I'll I do is get the crap beat out of me. I was laid down in the back of the van, Kurt popped his head over to check on me.
"Better Kitty?" He asked me with a slight grin.
"Yah, you fuzzy elf." I replied, shutting my eyes to sleep.
*Read and review* Sorry I made it so short, but wasn't that exciting? *yawns* Oh yeah and I have free comics for all of my stories for those who want one.