Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution. YET.
OK, what's up with the world??? First, Evo might be cancelled from KidsWB, and NOW they might not show it on Cartoon Network either??? Stupid people.
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Kitty slowly began to come into consciousness. She didn't know where she was, but that wasn't unusual. She often would wake up in strange places, confused and vulnerable. It's how these mutant-hating sickos got their kicks.
But something was unusual. There wasn't the feeling of cold metal around her neck anymore. She no longer felt as if she were trapped behind a psychological brick wall. Also was the pleasant sensation of laying on top a soft fabric, something she hadn't felt in what seemed like forever.
There was also a wool blanket draped carefully over her fragile body, as if the person who did it was afraid for her well being.
As her field of vision slowly became clearer, she found herself having trouble breathing. She still hadn't realized where she was when she found herself on the cold metallic floor, vomit rising up her throat with a burning sensation.
Coughing violently on all fours, she heard the shuffle of feet all around her. She continued the throw up and when she was done she sat back, exhausted.
Kitty wiped her mouth with the long loose sleeve of the uniform she was issued at the facility. She wasn't surprised to see that there was a large amount of blood on the floor, from where she'd just been sprawled.
She looked up to see only what couldn't have been. The X-Men, standing over her, concerned. HER X-Men. They'd rescued her. She was vaguely aware of Nightcrawler worriedly talking to her, asking if she was alright.
She felt so overwhelmed. She didn't want to trust herself. This couldn't be true. It had to be...another sick prank. Another dash at Kitty's hopes of freedom.
She stood up shakily, and took the stance, prepared to fight.
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Kurt watched in horror as Kitty stood up. He looked in her eyes and didn't see the sweet Valley girl he knew and loved. He saw an animal in those eyes. He saw ferocity, enough to match even Wolverine's.
He just stood in shock, as Kitty looked prepared to fight them all to the death. He saw Wolverine switch to autopilot. He stood and slowly walked over to Kitty.
"Kitt." He said carefully. "It's us. The X-Men. This ISN'T A JOKE. We're here, finally. You can trust us."
Kurt saw Kitty's stance falter for a moment. For a split second, she looked ...hopeful? Then she shook her head, as if to get rid of the thoughts.
"I'm not going to believe that," she growled, though her voice was still weak.
"It's us. How can we prove it to you?" Wolverine said calmly.
"NOTHING!" Kitty screamed, enraged. "You can't prove it to me! You're not REAL! NONE of you are! GOD, it's just THEM! Putting images in my HEAD again!" Kitty fell sobbing to the floor. She curled herself up, head in her lap, arms curled protectively over her head.
Nightcrawler broke free of his shock and sat down next to her. "Kitty," he said softly, German accent a little softer than she remembered it. "It's us. Don't believe us, but you are free. They're gone, and we promise never to let them get you again."
Kitty looked up, tear streaked face looking form one X-Men to another.
Scott was the ever-austere leader. Jean- Always concerned for others, and doing the right thing. Wolverine was her mentor, her protector and teacher. Rogue was her best friend. Kurt was...her lover?
Sniffling, she said in a broken voice, "I'm free?"
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Disclaimer: Hey, that wasn't so bad, was it? I think my muse might slowly be returning from vacation! Well, I know have a definite plan for this story, and I think you all will like it!
Next chapter: Kitty goes back home and finds it MUCH different from when she left.
OK, what's up with the world??? First, Evo might be cancelled from KidsWB, and NOW they might not show it on Cartoon Network either??? Stupid people.
* * * * *
Kitty slowly began to come into consciousness. She didn't know where she was, but that wasn't unusual. She often would wake up in strange places, confused and vulnerable. It's how these mutant-hating sickos got their kicks.
But something was unusual. There wasn't the feeling of cold metal around her neck anymore. She no longer felt as if she were trapped behind a psychological brick wall. Also was the pleasant sensation of laying on top a soft fabric, something she hadn't felt in what seemed like forever.
There was also a wool blanket draped carefully over her fragile body, as if the person who did it was afraid for her well being.
As her field of vision slowly became clearer, she found herself having trouble breathing. She still hadn't realized where she was when she found herself on the cold metallic floor, vomit rising up her throat with a burning sensation.
Coughing violently on all fours, she heard the shuffle of feet all around her. She continued the throw up and when she was done she sat back, exhausted.
Kitty wiped her mouth with the long loose sleeve of the uniform she was issued at the facility. She wasn't surprised to see that there was a large amount of blood on the floor, from where she'd just been sprawled.
She looked up to see only what couldn't have been. The X-Men, standing over her, concerned. HER X-Men. They'd rescued her. She was vaguely aware of Nightcrawler worriedly talking to her, asking if she was alright.
She felt so overwhelmed. She didn't want to trust herself. This couldn't be true. It had to be...another sick prank. Another dash at Kitty's hopes of freedom.
She stood up shakily, and took the stance, prepared to fight.
* * * * *
Kurt watched in horror as Kitty stood up. He looked in her eyes and didn't see the sweet Valley girl he knew and loved. He saw an animal in those eyes. He saw ferocity, enough to match even Wolverine's.
He just stood in shock, as Kitty looked prepared to fight them all to the death. He saw Wolverine switch to autopilot. He stood and slowly walked over to Kitty.
"Kitt." He said carefully. "It's us. The X-Men. This ISN'T A JOKE. We're here, finally. You can trust us."
Kurt saw Kitty's stance falter for a moment. For a split second, she looked ...hopeful? Then she shook her head, as if to get rid of the thoughts.
"I'm not going to believe that," she growled, though her voice was still weak.
"It's us. How can we prove it to you?" Wolverine said calmly.
"NOTHING!" Kitty screamed, enraged. "You can't prove it to me! You're not REAL! NONE of you are! GOD, it's just THEM! Putting images in my HEAD again!" Kitty fell sobbing to the floor. She curled herself up, head in her lap, arms curled protectively over her head.
Nightcrawler broke free of his shock and sat down next to her. "Kitty," he said softly, German accent a little softer than she remembered it. "It's us. Don't believe us, but you are free. They're gone, and we promise never to let them get you again."
Kitty looked up, tear streaked face looking form one X-Men to another.
Scott was the ever-austere leader. Jean- Always concerned for others, and doing the right thing. Wolverine was her mentor, her protector and teacher. Rogue was her best friend. Kurt was...her lover?
Sniffling, she said in a broken voice, "I'm free?"
* * * * *
Disclaimer: Hey, that wasn't so bad, was it? I think my muse might slowly be returning from vacation! Well, I know have a definite plan for this story, and I think you all will like it!
Next chapter: Kitty goes back home and finds it MUCH different from when she left.