I love my reviewers! Only two for the last chapter, what happened to the
rest of ya, huh? Anyway, thanks so much to Kiki and Neva for sticking
through each chapter, I love ya all the more for it! And I am dedicating
this chapter to the both of ya! It's all for you!
Disclaimer: We don't have to take out clothes off. To have a good time, oh no. We could dance and party all night. And drink some cherry wine. Uh huh.
~&~
They were entering the mansion from the hanger when they heard the scream.
"What was that?" Jean asked.
"It's Torey," The Professor paused for a second, reaching out telepathically to get a better grasp on the situation. His eyes opened wide. "And Kurt. We need to get up there now!"
Jean telekinetically lifted the Professor up the stairs, as she and Ororo followed him to the girl's room. They were shocked by what they saw. Kurt lay crumpled on the floor, fighting for every breath, while Torey sat in the corner sobbing, her entire body glowing with electricity. Jean tried to move forward to help Kurt, but the Professor stopped her.
"Don't get close, Jean! She can't control what she's doing." The Professor began to attempt to get into Torey's mind. 'Torey?' he said telepathically. 'Torey, can you hear me?'
'You lied to me!' Torey replied. 'You told me this place was safe!'
'It is safe, Torey. But we can't discuss this now. Right now you have to get a hold of yourself. Now, concentrate. We did this before, remember? Calm yourself. Concentrate. Let go.'
The electric barrier around Torey became less erratic. Slowly, it began to disappear. Her breathing became calmer, and her crying ceased. 'Good Torey. You're doing wonderfully.' The Professor told her. Finally, she was able to get a full grip of herself, and could feel herself let go. She opened her eyes and could see the Professor, Ororo and a red haired girl looking at her. The red head moved quickly to the demon, picking his head up and calling his name. She held onto his wrist, and then turned to the Professor. "His pulse is weak."
"Bring him to the infirmary. Hank will know what to do." With that, Ororo and the red head lifted him up and left the room frantically. The Professor turned back to Torey. "Now, why don't you explain what happened."
'What was that?' Torey asked. 'What is this place? You said it was safe for me here, but then why did that demon show up?'
"That was not a demon, child. That was Kurt. You had met him before," The Professor told her.
'Kurt doesn't look like that!' Torey protested.
"Kurt is a different type of mutant than you and me. His mutation extends to his physical appearance. While he is a human being, like the rest of us, due to unfortunate genetics, he was given the appearance of a blue 'demon', as you have described him. When he came here, I gave him a device that would make him appear 'normal', so he could hide his true self from those who would not understand. Don't let appearances fool you, Torey. He is actually a fine young man."
Torey pondered this. She believed the Professor. She believed every word he said. She had no reason not to, he hadn't lied to her before. But then, if he was telling the truth, Torey had made a huge mistake. She'd nearly killed the only friend she had made. She pulled her knees up under her chin and felt tears welling in her eyes. Sensing her thoughts, the Professor said, "Torey, we all make mistakes. You still need to work on your powers, to learn to control them. But with time, this will come."
She nodded, tearfully, looking away. She was so ashamed of herself, she couldn't even look at him. He backed away from her, and made towards the door. "I'm going to check up on Kurt. If you are interested, the infirmary is in sublevel B. But I suggest you get some sleep. We start on your training tomorrow." The Professor left the girl alone with her thoughts. And she had a lot of thinking to do.
~&~
Kurt opened his eyes slowly, taking in the harsh light. Where was he? Last he knew, he was with Torey. As soon as his eyes adjusted, he could make out his whereabouts. What was he doing in the infirmary? He went to sit up, but a massive headache impeded him. He clutched his head and lay down again.
"I see we're up, then," Hank McCoy entered the room. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I got hit by a convoy. What happened?" Kurt asked, studying the wires connecting him to the heart monitor.
"You gave the new young lady quite a start, it seems. And she tried to drain you of your energy. I wouldn't be too concerned, though. You'll be out of here tomorrow." Hank moved closer with a needle. "Now, I just need to run one more blood test."
Kurt winced as the needle pierced his skin. He'd always hated them, ever since he was a child. "There, not so bad," Hank said, putting a band aid over the prick. "Now, you should probably rest, build your strength up."
Kurt nodded and Hank left the room. Kurt lay back and stared at the ceiling. He didn't understand exactly. Why would she use her powers against him? He thought they were friends. He turned this over in his head for a while before remembering. The inducer! She'd hit the inducer! That's why she'd attacked him. Because of the way he looked, his stupid, demon appearance. He sighed. Why'd that have to happen? Things were going so well, she was even trusting him. How could she trust him now? He'd lied to her. He didn't mean to, but he did. Would she even want to be friends with a lying fuzzy demon?
His headache returned and he decided that thinking might not be the best thing for him right now. He rolled over carefully, aware of the wires and closed his eyes.
~&~
Torey glanced at the clock. 12:30 am. She peeked her head into the hallway. No one was around, thank God. She had hoped they'd be asleep at this point. The last thing she wanted was to run into one of them. Quietly, she padded down the hall to the elevator. She really wasn't too sure how to use it. She remembered the Professor had mentioned sublevel B. She stared at the buttons. Which would take her there? Finally, she just pushed them all.
The doors closed, and the elevator moved downward. A computerized voice spoke up as the doors opened. "Ground level, foyer, kitchen, living area." No, that wasn't it. The doors closed again, and it moved down. Open. "Sublevel A, Danger Room, Blackbird Hanger." Nope, but closer. Close, down, open. "Sublevel B. Infirmary." Ok, this was it. She stepped out of the elevator and looked around. Hmm, this place was bigger than she thought. And she had no clue where he was. She began peering in windows and doors, up and down the hall. After about fifteen minutes of searching, she found him. She was still a bit afraid of him, his appearance was all but comforting. She felt the feelings in her rising again, but she stopped herself. 'Calm down!' she scolded. 'It's not a demon. It's not a monster. It's Kurt.'
She stepped further into the room, moving closer to the bed. He lay asleep, and looked so peaceful. Part of her didn't understand what made her so scared of him, but another part still wanted to run and hide. She tried her best to overcome her feelings. This was Kurt, her friend. The first person she'd met, besides the adults, the first person who actually seemed to give a damn. And look at what she had done to him. She grew curious as she watched him, and reached out and touched the fur on his cheek. It was so soft. She continued stroking his cheek, and he began to stir. She withdrew her hand quickly as his eyes fluttered open.
His eyes took her in, and then the recognition seemed to hit. He sat up and backed away from her quickly. Frightened by his sudden movement, she too backed up and withdrew into a corner. He sighed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. You just startled me."
She got out of her corner and approached him again. She put her hand back up to his face, but he pushed it away. "Please, I'd prefer if you didn't."
She sighed sadly. She knew he wouldn't want to be friends with her anymore. She could feel tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but still couldn't. She looked down, sadly, defeated. No, this was too important, she had to try again. Concentrating as hard as she could, she opened her mouth again. Still nothing. She tried one last time, concentrating, pushing the word forward. "Sorry."
Kurt gasped. "Did you just talk?"
She concentrated again, pushing the words forward. It took more energy than she could have ever imagined. "I.......talk.....some."
"Unglaublich!" Kurt exclaimed. "This is.....wunderbar!"
Torey smiled. "You mad?"
"No, I'm not mad! I thought you would be upset with me," Kurt told her.
Torey shook her head. She smiled at him again, and then did something that surprised them both. She reached out and hugged him. She held onto him tight, and, after first overcoming the shock, he reciprocated. They held onto each other for a bit, before he broke the hug.
"We have to tell the Professor about this," he said, while glancing at the wall clock. "But, tomorrow. Right now, I need my sleep. Can't expect to be this good looking without at least 8 hours." He flashed her a grin.
Torey giggled in return. She reached her hand out and stroked his cheek again. This time he let her. She turned to leave the room, looking back when he wished her "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," she said back, as she walked out into the hallway, and made her way back to the elevator.
~&~
"Sir?" Trask looked up from his book at the soldier before him.
"What is it, Matthews?" he asked, turning back to his book.
"Carter and Helmway just returned. They surveyed the perimeter, and it seems that this may be more complicated than we had anticipated."
Trask closed his book and stood before the soldier. "What are we talking about here, Matthews?"
"The place is heavily alarmed. And a trip of an alarm awakens a mechanical artillery. We are not yet prepared to face this, sir. We only expected to have to deal with a few muties."
"Well then GET prepared. Time is of the essence here. We need to retrieve the girl as quickly as possible. There is a very powerful person who has a special interest in this case. We can not fail." Trask told him.
"I understand, sir. I will brief the others immediately, and we will begin a new plan."
"Excellent." The soldier turned to leave. "Matthews? Inform the others that this is a recovery operation, and she must be taken into custody. Dead or alive."
Matthews nodded. "Yes sir." and he headed out the door.
~&~
Yeah, chap done...what'd ya think? You know a really good way to let me know what you think? Review! Yes, she can talk now! I'm so proud of my Torey, she's doing so good, but things will be taking a turn. Hehehe, how evil...
Disclaimer: We don't have to take out clothes off. To have a good time, oh no. We could dance and party all night. And drink some cherry wine. Uh huh.
~&~
They were entering the mansion from the hanger when they heard the scream.
"What was that?" Jean asked.
"It's Torey," The Professor paused for a second, reaching out telepathically to get a better grasp on the situation. His eyes opened wide. "And Kurt. We need to get up there now!"
Jean telekinetically lifted the Professor up the stairs, as she and Ororo followed him to the girl's room. They were shocked by what they saw. Kurt lay crumpled on the floor, fighting for every breath, while Torey sat in the corner sobbing, her entire body glowing with electricity. Jean tried to move forward to help Kurt, but the Professor stopped her.
"Don't get close, Jean! She can't control what she's doing." The Professor began to attempt to get into Torey's mind. 'Torey?' he said telepathically. 'Torey, can you hear me?'
'You lied to me!' Torey replied. 'You told me this place was safe!'
'It is safe, Torey. But we can't discuss this now. Right now you have to get a hold of yourself. Now, concentrate. We did this before, remember? Calm yourself. Concentrate. Let go.'
The electric barrier around Torey became less erratic. Slowly, it began to disappear. Her breathing became calmer, and her crying ceased. 'Good Torey. You're doing wonderfully.' The Professor told her. Finally, she was able to get a full grip of herself, and could feel herself let go. She opened her eyes and could see the Professor, Ororo and a red haired girl looking at her. The red head moved quickly to the demon, picking his head up and calling his name. She held onto his wrist, and then turned to the Professor. "His pulse is weak."
"Bring him to the infirmary. Hank will know what to do." With that, Ororo and the red head lifted him up and left the room frantically. The Professor turned back to Torey. "Now, why don't you explain what happened."
'What was that?' Torey asked. 'What is this place? You said it was safe for me here, but then why did that demon show up?'
"That was not a demon, child. That was Kurt. You had met him before," The Professor told her.
'Kurt doesn't look like that!' Torey protested.
"Kurt is a different type of mutant than you and me. His mutation extends to his physical appearance. While he is a human being, like the rest of us, due to unfortunate genetics, he was given the appearance of a blue 'demon', as you have described him. When he came here, I gave him a device that would make him appear 'normal', so he could hide his true self from those who would not understand. Don't let appearances fool you, Torey. He is actually a fine young man."
Torey pondered this. She believed the Professor. She believed every word he said. She had no reason not to, he hadn't lied to her before. But then, if he was telling the truth, Torey had made a huge mistake. She'd nearly killed the only friend she had made. She pulled her knees up under her chin and felt tears welling in her eyes. Sensing her thoughts, the Professor said, "Torey, we all make mistakes. You still need to work on your powers, to learn to control them. But with time, this will come."
She nodded, tearfully, looking away. She was so ashamed of herself, she couldn't even look at him. He backed away from her, and made towards the door. "I'm going to check up on Kurt. If you are interested, the infirmary is in sublevel B. But I suggest you get some sleep. We start on your training tomorrow." The Professor left the girl alone with her thoughts. And she had a lot of thinking to do.
~&~
Kurt opened his eyes slowly, taking in the harsh light. Where was he? Last he knew, he was with Torey. As soon as his eyes adjusted, he could make out his whereabouts. What was he doing in the infirmary? He went to sit up, but a massive headache impeded him. He clutched his head and lay down again.
"I see we're up, then," Hank McCoy entered the room. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I got hit by a convoy. What happened?" Kurt asked, studying the wires connecting him to the heart monitor.
"You gave the new young lady quite a start, it seems. And she tried to drain you of your energy. I wouldn't be too concerned, though. You'll be out of here tomorrow." Hank moved closer with a needle. "Now, I just need to run one more blood test."
Kurt winced as the needle pierced his skin. He'd always hated them, ever since he was a child. "There, not so bad," Hank said, putting a band aid over the prick. "Now, you should probably rest, build your strength up."
Kurt nodded and Hank left the room. Kurt lay back and stared at the ceiling. He didn't understand exactly. Why would she use her powers against him? He thought they were friends. He turned this over in his head for a while before remembering. The inducer! She'd hit the inducer! That's why she'd attacked him. Because of the way he looked, his stupid, demon appearance. He sighed. Why'd that have to happen? Things were going so well, she was even trusting him. How could she trust him now? He'd lied to her. He didn't mean to, but he did. Would she even want to be friends with a lying fuzzy demon?
His headache returned and he decided that thinking might not be the best thing for him right now. He rolled over carefully, aware of the wires and closed his eyes.
~&~
Torey glanced at the clock. 12:30 am. She peeked her head into the hallway. No one was around, thank God. She had hoped they'd be asleep at this point. The last thing she wanted was to run into one of them. Quietly, she padded down the hall to the elevator. She really wasn't too sure how to use it. She remembered the Professor had mentioned sublevel B. She stared at the buttons. Which would take her there? Finally, she just pushed them all.
The doors closed, and the elevator moved downward. A computerized voice spoke up as the doors opened. "Ground level, foyer, kitchen, living area." No, that wasn't it. The doors closed again, and it moved down. Open. "Sublevel A, Danger Room, Blackbird Hanger." Nope, but closer. Close, down, open. "Sublevel B. Infirmary." Ok, this was it. She stepped out of the elevator and looked around. Hmm, this place was bigger than she thought. And she had no clue where he was. She began peering in windows and doors, up and down the hall. After about fifteen minutes of searching, she found him. She was still a bit afraid of him, his appearance was all but comforting. She felt the feelings in her rising again, but she stopped herself. 'Calm down!' she scolded. 'It's not a demon. It's not a monster. It's Kurt.'
She stepped further into the room, moving closer to the bed. He lay asleep, and looked so peaceful. Part of her didn't understand what made her so scared of him, but another part still wanted to run and hide. She tried her best to overcome her feelings. This was Kurt, her friend. The first person she'd met, besides the adults, the first person who actually seemed to give a damn. And look at what she had done to him. She grew curious as she watched him, and reached out and touched the fur on his cheek. It was so soft. She continued stroking his cheek, and he began to stir. She withdrew her hand quickly as his eyes fluttered open.
His eyes took her in, and then the recognition seemed to hit. He sat up and backed away from her quickly. Frightened by his sudden movement, she too backed up and withdrew into a corner. He sighed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. You just startled me."
She got out of her corner and approached him again. She put her hand back up to his face, but he pushed it away. "Please, I'd prefer if you didn't."
She sighed sadly. She knew he wouldn't want to be friends with her anymore. She could feel tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but still couldn't. She looked down, sadly, defeated. No, this was too important, she had to try again. Concentrating as hard as she could, she opened her mouth again. Still nothing. She tried one last time, concentrating, pushing the word forward. "Sorry."
Kurt gasped. "Did you just talk?"
She concentrated again, pushing the words forward. It took more energy than she could have ever imagined. "I.......talk.....some."
"Unglaublich!" Kurt exclaimed. "This is.....wunderbar!"
Torey smiled. "You mad?"
"No, I'm not mad! I thought you would be upset with me," Kurt told her.
Torey shook her head. She smiled at him again, and then did something that surprised them both. She reached out and hugged him. She held onto him tight, and, after first overcoming the shock, he reciprocated. They held onto each other for a bit, before he broke the hug.
"We have to tell the Professor about this," he said, while glancing at the wall clock. "But, tomorrow. Right now, I need my sleep. Can't expect to be this good looking without at least 8 hours." He flashed her a grin.
Torey giggled in return. She reached her hand out and stroked his cheek again. This time he let her. She turned to leave the room, looking back when he wished her "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," she said back, as she walked out into the hallway, and made her way back to the elevator.
~&~
"Sir?" Trask looked up from his book at the soldier before him.
"What is it, Matthews?" he asked, turning back to his book.
"Carter and Helmway just returned. They surveyed the perimeter, and it seems that this may be more complicated than we had anticipated."
Trask closed his book and stood before the soldier. "What are we talking about here, Matthews?"
"The place is heavily alarmed. And a trip of an alarm awakens a mechanical artillery. We are not yet prepared to face this, sir. We only expected to have to deal with a few muties."
"Well then GET prepared. Time is of the essence here. We need to retrieve the girl as quickly as possible. There is a very powerful person who has a special interest in this case. We can not fail." Trask told him.
"I understand, sir. I will brief the others immediately, and we will begin a new plan."
"Excellent." The soldier turned to leave. "Matthews? Inform the others that this is a recovery operation, and she must be taken into custody. Dead or alive."
Matthews nodded. "Yes sir." and he headed out the door.
~&~
Yeah, chap done...what'd ya think? You know a really good way to let me know what you think? Review! Yes, she can talk now! I'm so proud of my Torey, she's doing so good, but things will be taking a turn. Hehehe, how evil...