Okey dokey. This chapter was written on a huge Nightcrawler fix. I just got the movie verse Kurt action figure. I'm proud.
A/N: I live in the middle of nowhere. Kurt and the other Marvel men and women, (but especially Kurt who is their god), live in a forest and sometimes pop by to see me. Kurt and Excalibur (his team in my opinion) were the best thing to happen to Marvel since Stan Lee (the supreme god of everything Marvel) and Jack Kirby.
Karla: Shut up machine! *whaps it*
Kurt: I like it!
Brian: *mutters incoherently*
"Tawie!" Gaea exclaimed wriggling out of Jamie's arms. He had come back from England claiming that the mansion was too lonely. Something else was wrong, but I didn't ask.
"Careful Gaea!" he called lifting her gently off the floor with some unknown force. Blitz took her up on her lap absent-mindedly.
Assured that she'd be fine, Jamie and I left Gaea with Blitz.
"How are you taking everything?" Jamie asked me. "It's a lot to swallow isn't it?"
I sighed. "Ja, but I've swallowed bitter pills before. One more won't hurt."
"She might not wake up." Jamie said. He didn't sound like he was talking about whether or not she came around.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Hunh? Oh, nothing important. Just... nothing." Jamie replied.
"Somethings up. What is it?" I asked.
"Mik, I can't tell you. Thing is, I'm pretty sure I know what happened to her, but I don't want to say because I don't want to believe it." He replied.
"So if it is true we're left on our own and unprepared?" I asked. He stopped.
"You would be, but I don't think it's true." He replied. After that he disappeared somewhere.
"Secretive, as usual." An unfamiliar voice said behind me. It took me a second to realize it was Rachel.
"Where'd you come from?" I asked.
"Well, my mom and my dad loved each other a whole bunch and-" she began smiling. I cut her off.
"Don't need to hear it!" I said.
"I know. Just thought you could use some one to talk to." she replied. I snorted.
"Un-hunh. I've heard it before. What do you want?" I asked.
"To talk. He's right. You aren't handling this well, and you don't know why. You're going to have to talk to someone." She replied.
"Who died and made you god?" I asked.
"My mom, but that's beside the point. The point is, you need to talk to someone and if you're too pig headed to do it, I'll make you."
"Nein you won't. I make my own desicions." I replied.
"We'll see who comes crawling to whom." She said.
Neep! So, any guesses who Rachel is, hm? Aw! Isn't Gaea cute? She's a sweetie.
A/N: I live in the middle of nowhere. Kurt and the other Marvel men and women, (but especially Kurt who is their god), live in a forest and sometimes pop by to see me. Kurt and Excalibur (his team in my opinion) were the best thing to happen to Marvel since Stan Lee (the supreme god of everything Marvel) and Jack Kirby.
Karla: Shut up machine! *whaps it*
Kurt: I like it!
Brian: *mutters incoherently*
"Tawie!" Gaea exclaimed wriggling out of Jamie's arms. He had come back from England claiming that the mansion was too lonely. Something else was wrong, but I didn't ask.
"Careful Gaea!" he called lifting her gently off the floor with some unknown force. Blitz took her up on her lap absent-mindedly.
Assured that she'd be fine, Jamie and I left Gaea with Blitz.
"How are you taking everything?" Jamie asked me. "It's a lot to swallow isn't it?"
I sighed. "Ja, but I've swallowed bitter pills before. One more won't hurt."
"She might not wake up." Jamie said. He didn't sound like he was talking about whether or not she came around.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Hunh? Oh, nothing important. Just... nothing." Jamie replied.
"Somethings up. What is it?" I asked.
"Mik, I can't tell you. Thing is, I'm pretty sure I know what happened to her, but I don't want to say because I don't want to believe it." He replied.
"So if it is true we're left on our own and unprepared?" I asked. He stopped.
"You would be, but I don't think it's true." He replied. After that he disappeared somewhere.
"Secretive, as usual." An unfamiliar voice said behind me. It took me a second to realize it was Rachel.
"Where'd you come from?" I asked.
"Well, my mom and my dad loved each other a whole bunch and-" she began smiling. I cut her off.
"Don't need to hear it!" I said.
"I know. Just thought you could use some one to talk to." she replied. I snorted.
"Un-hunh. I've heard it before. What do you want?" I asked.
"To talk. He's right. You aren't handling this well, and you don't know why. You're going to have to talk to someone." She replied.
"Who died and made you god?" I asked.
"My mom, but that's beside the point. The point is, you need to talk to someone and if you're too pig headed to do it, I'll make you."
"Nein you won't. I make my own desicions." I replied.
"We'll see who comes crawling to whom." She said.
Neep! So, any guesses who Rachel is, hm? Aw! Isn't Gaea cute? She's a sweetie.