The Reaction
Hey everyone! Thanks for all the great reviews! Sorry the last chapter was a bit dull (I don't like writting non-action/emotion chapters) but the 5th one will be COOL, and hopefully up tonight. Actually, I'm feeling a little ill (I've got a headache & I'm kinda dizzy...) so if I can't get the 5th up tonight, it'll be up tomorow. But I'll do my best to get it up today! 'Cause it'll be fun to write! I love you all!!!!!
Authors note: Ok, I tried writting Kurt's dialouge, but people told me it'd be easiler just to leave it out. And I'm a slave to my readers ::bows:: as you wish! It'll be easier for me, too. So just use your imagination when you read Nightcrawlers dialouge, thanks! (I'm still gonna make all w's into v's)
This is my first X-men fic...I suppose that's enough of a warning. It based on the movies (since I haven't read the comics). I'm gonna update often, since I want to actually finish a fic that I start. Anyway, PLEASE review (that's the biggest thing that influences me to update) I'll take flames, I'm that desperate for reviews. But I prefer constructive critisim or ::gasp:: even praise, if I write anything worth it! If you haven't seen the 2nd movie (or don't know what happened) then DON'T READ. Go see the movie. Now. Then come back and read this ^__^
Summary: It's been nearly 2 months since Alkali Lake, and things are slowly returning to normal at the School. But Kurt and Scott suddenly begin to lose control. When Mystique shows up asking for help, they know something is wrong...*X2 spoilers!*
Copyright: Do I really need to? Is anyone gunna sue me?? Gah...fine. I don't own the X-men. Legally. But in my head, Kurt is all miiiiiine.....But I'll share, don't worry!
CHAPTER ONE: THE INVITATION
Things has slowly been going back to normal at the school. Broken windows had been repared, the flooded hallway had been drained. Classes had resumed, and the students fears of another attack were slowly fadding into memory. Ororo placed her books down on the oak desk as her students ran out the door. She'd been fighting hard not to let her sorrow show, but it wasn't easy. Every time she stepped into the halls she expected to see her red-haired friend there. And she never was. But she had to be strong, for the others. Both Logan and Scott hardly spoke and their faces were constantly like stone. Ororo could hear both of them crying at night in their own rooms, though neither of them would ever admit it. It was for their sake that she never did. Tears were always threatening in her eyes, but she never let them pass. She was afraid that if she broke, so would everyone else.
Kurt poked his head through the open doorway. "Hello, Storm." he said quietly. She straightend up suddenly and turned away, wiping her eyes.
"Kurt. I didn't hear you comming" she said, turning back to him. He looked at the floor a little ashamed.
"I didn't mean to startle you..."
"No, it's fine" she added quickly, motioning him over. He seemed nervous, glancing from side to side when he walked towards her. He'd been rather quiet since his arrival at the school, but Ororo had been too busy with both her own classes and Jean's classes to notice. The professor had given him a room to himself, which Kurt spent much of his time in.
"Is everything alright?" she questioned. Kurt nodded quickly, taking a seat next to her on her desk.
"Yes, everyone has been very generous to me." he said in his German accent. He seemed to be contemplating what to say next. "Storm, are there any churches near here?" She glanced at him, her gaze unwittingly moving down towards his misshappen hands and pointed tail draped over the edge of the desk.
"Kurt, I'm not sure that you should..."
"Oh, I vouldn't vant to attend a service or anything...but it vould be nice to visit one, in the night. Vhen there's no one there." He looked down again, a little saddly. Ororo felt pity for him. All mutants were shunned from the outside world once they discovered their powers. But they could at least walk amoung humans, undetected. Kurt had probably never known what it was like to be one in the crowd, with his demon-like form and dark blue skin. She thought back to his first conversation with her, when they brought him from the church in Boston.
"Sometimes anger can help you to survive" she'd said, with thoughts of her past. Humans who'd hurt her, called her names, treated her like dirt. But he'd only stared into her eyes saddly.
"So can faith..."
She gently picked up one of his three fingered hands as he looked at her in astonishment . "You know what, Kurt? You can go to a church. In the daytime, and I'll go with you." His eyes widened.
"Really? But I can't..."
"Yes you can" she interupted. "We'll just have to make sure no one sees your face or hands. But we'll go. I think it'll be good for me to get out of here, even just for a little while." He still looked a little peturbed, but then a smile broke out on his face
"It vould be lovely to hear the organ music and the psalms again...I've never seen a service from the ground. I alvays vatched from the rafters." Storm smiled back, and gently squeezed his hand.
"You shouldn't have to." Their eyes met for a moment, before Kurt turned away and hopped off the desk, embarassed.
"Vell, I'll see you tomorow then." He kissed her hand gently. "Danka schön" he whispered, before disapearing in a puff of oily blue smoke.
Ororo got up and shook her head. She considered asking Scott or Logan to go with them, but quickly dismissed the idea. Scott was far too deep in mourning, he wouldn't go anywhere near a place of worship. Logan was far too gruff to go to church. The thought of him sitting in a pew and smoking his cigar made her chuckle. She'd never believed in faith, but it couldn't hurt to see, and keep Kurt company. After all, he deserved a chance to be one in the crowd. Even if it was just for a morning
Do you love it? Hate it? Have sugestions? I PROMISE the next chapter is better!!! Please review!
Hey everyone! Thanks for all the great reviews! Sorry the last chapter was a bit dull (I don't like writting non-action/emotion chapters) but the 5th one will be COOL, and hopefully up tonight. Actually, I'm feeling a little ill (I've got a headache & I'm kinda dizzy...) so if I can't get the 5th up tonight, it'll be up tomorow. But I'll do my best to get it up today! 'Cause it'll be fun to write! I love you all!!!!!
Authors note: Ok, I tried writting Kurt's dialouge, but people told me it'd be easiler just to leave it out. And I'm a slave to my readers ::bows:: as you wish! It'll be easier for me, too. So just use your imagination when you read Nightcrawlers dialouge, thanks! (I'm still gonna make all w's into v's)
This is my first X-men fic...I suppose that's enough of a warning. It based on the movies (since I haven't read the comics). I'm gonna update often, since I want to actually finish a fic that I start. Anyway, PLEASE review (that's the biggest thing that influences me to update) I'll take flames, I'm that desperate for reviews. But I prefer constructive critisim or ::gasp:: even praise, if I write anything worth it! If you haven't seen the 2nd movie (or don't know what happened) then DON'T READ. Go see the movie. Now. Then come back and read this ^__^
Summary: It's been nearly 2 months since Alkali Lake, and things are slowly returning to normal at the School. But Kurt and Scott suddenly begin to lose control. When Mystique shows up asking for help, they know something is wrong...*X2 spoilers!*
Copyright: Do I really need to? Is anyone gunna sue me?? Gah...fine. I don't own the X-men. Legally. But in my head, Kurt is all miiiiiine.....But I'll share, don't worry!
CHAPTER ONE: THE INVITATION
Things has slowly been going back to normal at the school. Broken windows had been repared, the flooded hallway had been drained. Classes had resumed, and the students fears of another attack were slowly fadding into memory. Ororo placed her books down on the oak desk as her students ran out the door. She'd been fighting hard not to let her sorrow show, but it wasn't easy. Every time she stepped into the halls she expected to see her red-haired friend there. And she never was. But she had to be strong, for the others. Both Logan and Scott hardly spoke and their faces were constantly like stone. Ororo could hear both of them crying at night in their own rooms, though neither of them would ever admit it. It was for their sake that she never did. Tears were always threatening in her eyes, but she never let them pass. She was afraid that if she broke, so would everyone else.
Kurt poked his head through the open doorway. "Hello, Storm." he said quietly. She straightend up suddenly and turned away, wiping her eyes.
"Kurt. I didn't hear you comming" she said, turning back to him. He looked at the floor a little ashamed.
"I didn't mean to startle you..."
"No, it's fine" she added quickly, motioning him over. He seemed nervous, glancing from side to side when he walked towards her. He'd been rather quiet since his arrival at the school, but Ororo had been too busy with both her own classes and Jean's classes to notice. The professor had given him a room to himself, which Kurt spent much of his time in.
"Is everything alright?" she questioned. Kurt nodded quickly, taking a seat next to her on her desk.
"Yes, everyone has been very generous to me." he said in his German accent. He seemed to be contemplating what to say next. "Storm, are there any churches near here?" She glanced at him, her gaze unwittingly moving down towards his misshappen hands and pointed tail draped over the edge of the desk.
"Kurt, I'm not sure that you should..."
"Oh, I vouldn't vant to attend a service or anything...but it vould be nice to visit one, in the night. Vhen there's no one there." He looked down again, a little saddly. Ororo felt pity for him. All mutants were shunned from the outside world once they discovered their powers. But they could at least walk amoung humans, undetected. Kurt had probably never known what it was like to be one in the crowd, with his demon-like form and dark blue skin. She thought back to his first conversation with her, when they brought him from the church in Boston.
"Sometimes anger can help you to survive" she'd said, with thoughts of her past. Humans who'd hurt her, called her names, treated her like dirt. But he'd only stared into her eyes saddly.
"So can faith..."
She gently picked up one of his three fingered hands as he looked at her in astonishment . "You know what, Kurt? You can go to a church. In the daytime, and I'll go with you." His eyes widened.
"Really? But I can't..."
"Yes you can" she interupted. "We'll just have to make sure no one sees your face or hands. But we'll go. I think it'll be good for me to get out of here, even just for a little while." He still looked a little peturbed, but then a smile broke out on his face
"It vould be lovely to hear the organ music and the psalms again...I've never seen a service from the ground. I alvays vatched from the rafters." Storm smiled back, and gently squeezed his hand.
"You shouldn't have to." Their eyes met for a moment, before Kurt turned away and hopped off the desk, embarassed.
"Vell, I'll see you tomorow then." He kissed her hand gently. "Danka schön" he whispered, before disapearing in a puff of oily blue smoke.
Ororo got up and shook her head. She considered asking Scott or Logan to go with them, but quickly dismissed the idea. Scott was far too deep in mourning, he wouldn't go anywhere near a place of worship. Logan was far too gruff to go to church. The thought of him sitting in a pew and smoking his cigar made her chuckle. She'd never believed in faith, but it couldn't hurt to see, and keep Kurt company. After all, he deserved a chance to be one in the crowd. Even if it was just for a morning
Do you love it? Hate it? Have sugestions? I PROMISE the next chapter is better!!! Please review!