I'M BAAAAACCCCKKKK!!! And with a vengance!
NOTES!!!!!! READ OR ELSE!!!!
I revised chapter 12 so make sure to re-read it, or else you'll be lost. Wee...review thanks at the bottom, hope there are still readers ^^;; My deepesed apologies for not updatin, I'll be sure to update faster.
And now the long awaited...
Chapter 13
Oh wait! Did you read the notes?
Chapter 13- Sticks n' Stones may break my bones...
Amanda stretched as she stepped out of the car. I tried not to watch...but...
"Aren't you coming out Kurt?" I nodded very slowly and crept out of the car. I squinted slightly at the suns rays hitting my face. I was grateful for the clouds that passed over the sun making me able to see the park for the first time.
"Vou...it's beautiful..." I took in my surroundings and noticed that there was a church hidden among the trees; I also saw a dog playing Frisbee with his owner. These simplicities amaze me, back in Bayville...we would always have fun among ourselves, and Rahne would be the one playing Frisbee. Stefan grinned at my amazed look and he slapped my back.
"Go on! Have fun!" Stefan held up a book he was carrying and sat down on the little bench that was next to a water fountain. Logan sat down next to him, I raised my eyebrow at this. I thought Logan didn't like how Stefan smelled? Stefan looked just as surprised and he soon forgot his book and began chatting excitedly with Logan. I smiled and rolled my eyes at the face Logan put on his face and I turned back to Amanda.
"Oooooh Ku-urt I have a surprise for yooooouuu." Amanda chimed in from behind, and I turned expecting some lovin' and I got whacked with a stick!
"Ow! Vhat vas that for?" I asked angrily as Amanda giggled.
"You, silly. You wanted to play with your sword right? But since you couldn't bring it, I figured we could fight with these sticks instead. That is unless you're afraid to be beaten with a stick, by me." She taunted. I smiled evilly and slowly crept down to the ground and picked up my own weapon.
"So etwas!" I grinned and posed holding the small twig in my hand. Amanda smiled too and did the same exact pose as I did, well except her left foot was to close to her right, but I'm not that picky.
"You too." She said as she moved her head up. She then struck me with the stick...again!
"Ahhaa...ooow. You know, that isn't very nice." I then whacked her on the shoulder. She then clutched her shoulder in agony. I looked at her in concern and asked to see her shoulder, I didn't know I hit so hard! As soon as I placed my hand on her other shoulder she hit me on the head.
"Oow, I don't think Erol Flynn ever had this sort of problem." I rubbed my head and made sure I wasn't bleeding.
"Who?" Amanda questioned and stepped closer towards me, I flinched as she did so. Amanda giggled when she noticed this.
"Errol Flynn, the classic swashbuckling hero, he was in classic Pirate films. Note the sword."
"Pirate films, huh? You know I prefer Johnny Depp." She got glossy eyed, and then started babbling. "CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." I snorted.
"Hey I'm almost there, I have the zcissor hands." I motioned my main two fingers in a cutting motion and grinned. Amanda just cocked her head and raised her eyebrow. "Vhat? You know ziss-or ha-nds? Ah, forget it."
"Ok." And she whacked me.
**~~**
Pant, pant. Run, Kurt, Run. She's right behind you! I heard her laughter behind me, more like cackling. She's coming! I dropped my twig along time ago, there was no hope for me, no hope. I was in tuned in looking behind me that I hardly noticed, ok I didn't notice, the branch sticking out in the middle of my path.
"Oof!" I cried as I tripped and I somehow managed to do a full flip, and I fell flat on my back. I groaned and looked up and saw the figure of the cross, with a great bright light, which appeared behind it. Whoa...I somehow expected something different when I managed to die. I looked to my right and saw a grizzly old man with holy white robes. Gee, I manage to survive against mutant terrorist attacks and I die by tripping over a rock. I rubbed my eyes and then noticed that I was sitting in front of the church I spotted earlier. I gave myself a small chuckle in embarrassment for thinking I was dead. Silly old Kurt. The grizzly old man than came up to me and offered me his hand, I shook my head roughly and stood up on my own.
"Ah my son, I saw you running, are you alright? Are you seeking a haven?" The priest questioned with a great undertone of caring in his voice.
"Nein, Father...I just don't like getting hit with sticks." He gave me a quizzical look and I merely grinned. He shared my grin before he turned tail and went back inside his church. I then looked up at the massive cross upon the church and I sat back down, the sight to overpowering for me to take standing up. Religion is a funny thing you know. So many people die and take their own lives for their beliefs. For their own God.
People are dying everyday because of religion, and people will never stop, no matter how much we try to think so. Is this why we were created? Is this the meaning of life? To fight and keep on fighting until no one is left? Sometimes I get angry at those who are unwilling to accept others beliefs and ideas, but I realize that that was how they were raised, and it would be awhile before they managed to change their way of living. I give my sympathies for those who have no faith, but that is their choice and I am not one to change it. Perhaps they are happier that way, who am I to judge?
No one. I am merely one person out of millions out there with many different ideas and beliefs. When will people understand that no one person is right on the subject of religion? Everyone is wrong and yet everyone is right. Religion is why wars and fights break out, and yet it also helps bring together many families and friends. Religion is a funny thing indeed.
Mutants. Me. We are fighting a war against humans because we go against their beliefs, their fear. I haven't taken my eyes off of the cross. This simple symbol was my salvation, it is what helped me get through my problems and revive my purpose in life. Funny, huh? Me, something that goes against many people's beliefs, having their same faith in that I will finally get accepted.
There are many who hate us, why was a race like us created? I know their fears. Will humans soon become obsolete with mutants running the world? Of course, there are people like Amanda, who accept us and love us for the person inside, not the power inside...or outside. Notice why I don't stop and think very often? If I always thought stuff like this I would never be able to live my life, and yet...thoughts like these helped me find my beliefs, and where my heart truly lied.
I sighed and looked up towards the sky, the clouds were fully taking over, and the sun could hardly be seen...it looked like it was going to rain. Great, rain. I looked behind me and saw that Amanda was still nowhere to be seen; I guess I forget how fast I can run. Now, what to do? Stay and wait for Amanda or go inside the church, so my watch wouldn't go on the fritz?
I picked my body up from the ground and quickly ran to the doors of the church as I felt the light drizzle hit my fur. As I opened the doors I saw the church lightly lit with candles around the halls, the colors from the glass mixing with the light. The colors seemed to be dancing across the floor, and I looked around and found not one person to be seen.
"Hello?" I called out quietly, with a small amount of fear that if I spoke to loudly the feeling of the church would be ruined. I heard heavy sounds of rain falling atop of the rooftop. The church was so silent; I swear...I mean I...think I heard every single drop of rain plit-plat against the roof. I cautiously took one step forward, and I did so a voice spoke up from behind me.
"Hello." I jumped about 5 feet into the air and quickly spun to face the voice that spoke to me. It was the father who was looking at me with wide eyes, his mouth wide open.
"Whoa..." he said turning his mouth into a grin "Do that again!"
**~~**
"So Mr. Wagner, you are asking what is the meaning of life?" I'm glad I had my hologram on so the Father wouldn't see me blush. It seemed like a silly question when spoken out loud.
"Vell, I'm asking for more like...yes...the meaning of life."
"Well, Mr. Wagner, the meaning of life is different for everyone. It is a matter of who you are to answer that question."
"Who I am?"
"Of course Mr. Wagner, who are you?"
"I? I am vhat you see Father, nothing more and nothing less."
"Oh? Is that so child?" I nodded sadly; no one would know the true me, without some sort of string attached. Even Amanda admitted she was a bit frightened at me at first, but I'm glad she got past that.
"Well, I believe you are wrong, my son. I believe that you...you are Kurt Wagner. Your own person. Not someone else's." His words hit me like a brick, wasn't that what Jean told me? Hadn't I accepted that? But then...I was so confused.
"Son, everyone else has their own path, on that they must follow with hardships along the way. But remember my son, remember that you are you. You pave your own path, not someone else's; you are not what they see. You are what you see within yourself.
"F-father." I croaked "I..." he gave me a sad smile.
"I know who you are Kurt Wagner, and remember that no matter what, you won't give up hope. The world still needs you." I cocked my head in confusion and the Father suddenly looked up and smirked. "Hear that? The rain stopped. It was merely a summer shower, now why don't you go off and find your friend. You'll need all the time you need." He picked me up by the shoulder and led me out. "Oh and Kurt, being blue isn't all that bad." He smiled and closed the church doors. It finally dawned on me. Will I ever escape the psychics? I suddenly felt a large pain searing up my shoulder and it took me awhile to notice it. I turned and I saw Amanda beaming up at me.
"I win."
**~~Reviewer Thanks!!~~**
Remedy=Chill: I FINALLY got this chapter done. *sighs* I'm glad you like the crossovers, did you happen to find another one in the revised version of Chapter 12 ^_-. Anyway Thganks for reviewing and sticking by the story.
Claire: MORE!!! HAH HA HA HA!!!!
Warrier of the Forest: Translations? Of course my dear friend, lemme go get them ^_- *puts on happy hold music on*
AH here the translator has the answers: "I noted everything
You are disgusting! I hate you!
I am not a devil correct?...
Neither are you"
I'll be sure to tranlate my phrases from now on ^^
Terminatrix T-X: Hey! Thanks for reviewing ^^ Hope to see that you're still here and oh yea only Stefan calls Kurt, Curt. Not a misspelling that's how it's supposed to be. Thanks for looking out for my mistakes though ^^
Stephanie-Priz: Your wish is my command *blinks* Thanks for the review! I'll be sure to update faster...
Da Fuzzy1: Glad you like! Hope you liked this chapter as well! Thank you!
Duo Izumi: I am so sorry *sniffles* I updated again though, please forgive me. Anyway thanks for encouraging me to keep on updatin. Thanks!
mary-sue and ashamed of it: Not Speedy. The new Green Arrow *grins* I'm glad you liked the story and yes I will make another one with Emma Frost. It'll be the sequal to this one, which is almost done.
That's it, and it may not seem like it but those reviews helped me write. So again, love feedback!
NOTES!!!!!! READ OR ELSE!!!!
I revised chapter 12 so make sure to re-read it, or else you'll be lost. Wee...review thanks at the bottom, hope there are still readers ^^;; My deepesed apologies for not updatin, I'll be sure to update faster.
And now the long awaited...
Chapter 13
Oh wait! Did you read the notes?
Chapter 13- Sticks n' Stones may break my bones...
Amanda stretched as she stepped out of the car. I tried not to watch...but...
"Aren't you coming out Kurt?" I nodded very slowly and crept out of the car. I squinted slightly at the suns rays hitting my face. I was grateful for the clouds that passed over the sun making me able to see the park for the first time.
"Vou...it's beautiful..." I took in my surroundings and noticed that there was a church hidden among the trees; I also saw a dog playing Frisbee with his owner. These simplicities amaze me, back in Bayville...we would always have fun among ourselves, and Rahne would be the one playing Frisbee. Stefan grinned at my amazed look and he slapped my back.
"Go on! Have fun!" Stefan held up a book he was carrying and sat down on the little bench that was next to a water fountain. Logan sat down next to him, I raised my eyebrow at this. I thought Logan didn't like how Stefan smelled? Stefan looked just as surprised and he soon forgot his book and began chatting excitedly with Logan. I smiled and rolled my eyes at the face Logan put on his face and I turned back to Amanda.
"Oooooh Ku-urt I have a surprise for yooooouuu." Amanda chimed in from behind, and I turned expecting some lovin' and I got whacked with a stick!
"Ow! Vhat vas that for?" I asked angrily as Amanda giggled.
"You, silly. You wanted to play with your sword right? But since you couldn't bring it, I figured we could fight with these sticks instead. That is unless you're afraid to be beaten with a stick, by me." She taunted. I smiled evilly and slowly crept down to the ground and picked up my own weapon.
"So etwas!" I grinned and posed holding the small twig in my hand. Amanda smiled too and did the same exact pose as I did, well except her left foot was to close to her right, but I'm not that picky.
"You too." She said as she moved her head up. She then struck me with the stick...again!
"Ahhaa...ooow. You know, that isn't very nice." I then whacked her on the shoulder. She then clutched her shoulder in agony. I looked at her in concern and asked to see her shoulder, I didn't know I hit so hard! As soon as I placed my hand on her other shoulder she hit me on the head.
"Oow, I don't think Erol Flynn ever had this sort of problem." I rubbed my head and made sure I wasn't bleeding.
"Who?" Amanda questioned and stepped closer towards me, I flinched as she did so. Amanda giggled when she noticed this.
"Errol Flynn, the classic swashbuckling hero, he was in classic Pirate films. Note the sword."
"Pirate films, huh? You know I prefer Johnny Depp." She got glossy eyed, and then started babbling. "CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." I snorted.
"Hey I'm almost there, I have the zcissor hands." I motioned my main two fingers in a cutting motion and grinned. Amanda just cocked her head and raised her eyebrow. "Vhat? You know ziss-or ha-nds? Ah, forget it."
"Ok." And she whacked me.
**~~**
Pant, pant. Run, Kurt, Run. She's right behind you! I heard her laughter behind me, more like cackling. She's coming! I dropped my twig along time ago, there was no hope for me, no hope. I was in tuned in looking behind me that I hardly noticed, ok I didn't notice, the branch sticking out in the middle of my path.
"Oof!" I cried as I tripped and I somehow managed to do a full flip, and I fell flat on my back. I groaned and looked up and saw the figure of the cross, with a great bright light, which appeared behind it. Whoa...I somehow expected something different when I managed to die. I looked to my right and saw a grizzly old man with holy white robes. Gee, I manage to survive against mutant terrorist attacks and I die by tripping over a rock. I rubbed my eyes and then noticed that I was sitting in front of the church I spotted earlier. I gave myself a small chuckle in embarrassment for thinking I was dead. Silly old Kurt. The grizzly old man than came up to me and offered me his hand, I shook my head roughly and stood up on my own.
"Ah my son, I saw you running, are you alright? Are you seeking a haven?" The priest questioned with a great undertone of caring in his voice.
"Nein, Father...I just don't like getting hit with sticks." He gave me a quizzical look and I merely grinned. He shared my grin before he turned tail and went back inside his church. I then looked up at the massive cross upon the church and I sat back down, the sight to overpowering for me to take standing up. Religion is a funny thing you know. So many people die and take their own lives for their beliefs. For their own God.
People are dying everyday because of religion, and people will never stop, no matter how much we try to think so. Is this why we were created? Is this the meaning of life? To fight and keep on fighting until no one is left? Sometimes I get angry at those who are unwilling to accept others beliefs and ideas, but I realize that that was how they were raised, and it would be awhile before they managed to change their way of living. I give my sympathies for those who have no faith, but that is their choice and I am not one to change it. Perhaps they are happier that way, who am I to judge?
No one. I am merely one person out of millions out there with many different ideas and beliefs. When will people understand that no one person is right on the subject of religion? Everyone is wrong and yet everyone is right. Religion is why wars and fights break out, and yet it also helps bring together many families and friends. Religion is a funny thing indeed.
Mutants. Me. We are fighting a war against humans because we go against their beliefs, their fear. I haven't taken my eyes off of the cross. This simple symbol was my salvation, it is what helped me get through my problems and revive my purpose in life. Funny, huh? Me, something that goes against many people's beliefs, having their same faith in that I will finally get accepted.
There are many who hate us, why was a race like us created? I know their fears. Will humans soon become obsolete with mutants running the world? Of course, there are people like Amanda, who accept us and love us for the person inside, not the power inside...or outside. Notice why I don't stop and think very often? If I always thought stuff like this I would never be able to live my life, and yet...thoughts like these helped me find my beliefs, and where my heart truly lied.
I sighed and looked up towards the sky, the clouds were fully taking over, and the sun could hardly be seen...it looked like it was going to rain. Great, rain. I looked behind me and saw that Amanda was still nowhere to be seen; I guess I forget how fast I can run. Now, what to do? Stay and wait for Amanda or go inside the church, so my watch wouldn't go on the fritz?
I picked my body up from the ground and quickly ran to the doors of the church as I felt the light drizzle hit my fur. As I opened the doors I saw the church lightly lit with candles around the halls, the colors from the glass mixing with the light. The colors seemed to be dancing across the floor, and I looked around and found not one person to be seen.
"Hello?" I called out quietly, with a small amount of fear that if I spoke to loudly the feeling of the church would be ruined. I heard heavy sounds of rain falling atop of the rooftop. The church was so silent; I swear...I mean I...think I heard every single drop of rain plit-plat against the roof. I cautiously took one step forward, and I did so a voice spoke up from behind me.
"Hello." I jumped about 5 feet into the air and quickly spun to face the voice that spoke to me. It was the father who was looking at me with wide eyes, his mouth wide open.
"Whoa..." he said turning his mouth into a grin "Do that again!"
**~~**
"So Mr. Wagner, you are asking what is the meaning of life?" I'm glad I had my hologram on so the Father wouldn't see me blush. It seemed like a silly question when spoken out loud.
"Vell, I'm asking for more like...yes...the meaning of life."
"Well, Mr. Wagner, the meaning of life is different for everyone. It is a matter of who you are to answer that question."
"Who I am?"
"Of course Mr. Wagner, who are you?"
"I? I am vhat you see Father, nothing more and nothing less."
"Oh? Is that so child?" I nodded sadly; no one would know the true me, without some sort of string attached. Even Amanda admitted she was a bit frightened at me at first, but I'm glad she got past that.
"Well, I believe you are wrong, my son. I believe that you...you are Kurt Wagner. Your own person. Not someone else's." His words hit me like a brick, wasn't that what Jean told me? Hadn't I accepted that? But then...I was so confused.
"Son, everyone else has their own path, on that they must follow with hardships along the way. But remember my son, remember that you are you. You pave your own path, not someone else's; you are not what they see. You are what you see within yourself.
"F-father." I croaked "I..." he gave me a sad smile.
"I know who you are Kurt Wagner, and remember that no matter what, you won't give up hope. The world still needs you." I cocked my head in confusion and the Father suddenly looked up and smirked. "Hear that? The rain stopped. It was merely a summer shower, now why don't you go off and find your friend. You'll need all the time you need." He picked me up by the shoulder and led me out. "Oh and Kurt, being blue isn't all that bad." He smiled and closed the church doors. It finally dawned on me. Will I ever escape the psychics? I suddenly felt a large pain searing up my shoulder and it took me awhile to notice it. I turned and I saw Amanda beaming up at me.
"I win."
**~~Reviewer Thanks!!~~**
Remedy=Chill: I FINALLY got this chapter done. *sighs* I'm glad you like the crossovers, did you happen to find another one in the revised version of Chapter 12 ^_-. Anyway Thganks for reviewing and sticking by the story.
Claire: MORE!!! HAH HA HA HA!!!!
Warrier of the Forest: Translations? Of course my dear friend, lemme go get them ^_- *puts on happy hold music on*
AH here the translator has the answers: "I noted everything
You are disgusting! I hate you!
I am not a devil correct?...
Neither are you"
I'll be sure to tranlate my phrases from now on ^^
Terminatrix T-X: Hey! Thanks for reviewing ^^ Hope to see that you're still here and oh yea only Stefan calls Kurt, Curt. Not a misspelling that's how it's supposed to be. Thanks for looking out for my mistakes though ^^
Stephanie-Priz: Your wish is my command *blinks* Thanks for the review! I'll be sure to update faster...
Da Fuzzy1: Glad you like! Hope you liked this chapter as well! Thank you!
Duo Izumi: I am so sorry *sniffles* I updated again though, please forgive me. Anyway thanks for encouraging me to keep on updatin. Thanks!
mary-sue and ashamed of it: Not Speedy. The new Green Arrow *grins* I'm glad you liked the story and yes I will make another one with Emma Frost. It'll be the sequal to this one, which is almost done.
That's it, and it may not seem like it but those reviews helped me write. So again, love feedback!