Callisto burst into the room her gun ready when she found Kurt on top
of Moira, his hands around her throat. Before she could fire off a warning
shot, he twisted around so that Moira was in front of him like a shield.
"Come on, bitch! Shoot at me! You'll be killing this one first!" he screamed. "Back off!" Callisto kept her gun aimed and ready, looking over at Moira, raising one eyebrow.
"Reichminister?" she asked.
"Lower your gun!" Kurt shouted.
"Do it!" Moira ordered. "But get the other guards ready. He won't be getting out of here alive!" Kurt laughed, shaking his head as he looked around, his mind going through thousands of things, most of them about his parents.
"You think so." He said slowly. "But if my father was such a great warrior for the Reich, then I am truly his son because I'm going to get out of here! And if you're lucky, maybe I won't kill you!
"Now where's the key to this collar?"
"I'm not giving in to you!" Moira gasped as Kurt drove a claw into the small of her back.
"Oh but you will! I'm part of the mongrel race; remember? We're good when it comes to back stabbing people and killing them without caring!" he snarled, baring his fangs at her. Turning to Callisto, he flicked his tail at her, making it crack like a whip.
"Go get the key to this collar Callisto! Do you want your precious Reichminister to live or not?" he asked.
"Don't." Moira ordered, narrowing her eyes dangerously. Licking her lips slowly, Callisto lowered her gun.
"My duty is to keep you safe, Reichminister." She said, reaching into her pocket. "That is my only concern." Taking out the key, she tossed it over to Kurt, and he caught it easily with his tail.
"Good choice, Callisto!" he said, putting it into the lock. Keeping his eyes locked with Callisto's, he turned the key and the collar came off with a clatter. A split second later, he teleported away, shoving Moira at Callisto to knock her off.
Kurt appeared on the streets outside of the building, finding himself being stared at by a lot of people. Panting, he looked around wildly, trying to figure out what to do when he heard a siren going off from the building.
"Gotta run!" he muttered, seeing some people getting ready to take some action. A split second before he teleported, someone grabbed his hand, and he ended up taking them with him as he teleported a mile from his starting point.
Kurt wasn't used to teleporting under such strain before. He stumbled back, and cried out when a fist connected with the side of his face. He was down on the ground, when the person he had accidentally taken with him, kicked him in the ribs, shouting that he had the escapee right here.
Kurt's eyes were closed and all he could hear was a lot of shouting and then finally gun shots. He could hear people screaming, and then he felt someone touching his shoulder gently.
"Is he alive?"
"Yes, he's only hurt a bit."
"What do you want to do with him, Bamfman?"
"I think we should take him back."
"What?! For all you know, he could be a Nazi!"
"We don't have time to debate about this, SheCat! The Gestapo are coming right now!"
"I hope you know what you're doing."
Two people were holding him next, carrying him away. At one point, he must have lost all sense of everything happening, because when he came to, he was in a sewer, with a girl looking down at him, a cigarette poking out from the corner of her mouth.
"Bamfman, he's awake!" she said, looking over to the right. Kurt tried to turn his head, but he was rewarded with a surge of pain instead.
"Don't try to move." The girl warned. "You've got a pretty nasty bump on your head. Of course, if you turn out to be a Nazi sympathizer, you'll have a lot more to worry about!" she added, narrowing her eyes dangerously.
"SheCat, are you done threatening him yet?" The face that came into his view made Kurt's eyes widen slowly. Shrugging, SheCat removed her cigarette and blew the smoke into Bamfman's face, smiling playfully.
"I think so." She said. "You just better make sure you can explain to Mad With Power, Northstar's Love, Maelstrom, and InterNutter why he's in the camp." Rolling his eyes, Bamfman turned to Kurt and he smiled a bit.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Ty?" Kurt asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"How the hell does he know your name?" SheCat asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Have you two met before?"
"I've never seen him before." Ty said, looking at Kurt curiously. "How did you know that?" he asked. Slowly, Kurt sat up, rubbing his temples slightly.
"Never mind." He sighed. "You wouldn't believe me."
"Well we do need you to tell us what you were doing in that building earlier today." Ty said.
"Learning some things that I thought I wanted to know." Kurt sighed, shaking his head slowly.
"What did you learn?" Ty asked, tilting his head to one side.
"Who my father is." Kurt let it drop, saving himself by simply looking around the sewers. Ty and SheCat looked at each other, their eyebrows raised slightly.
"Well, as long as you're not a Nazi sympathizer, we can trust you with our secret." Ty said, turning back to Kurt.
"What's your secret?" Kurt asked, taking Ty's hand as he helped him get up. Smiling, SheCat took a final drag from her cigarette before she flicked it away.
"We're rebels." She said, bowing to him with a laugh. "You're looking at two members of the Nightscrawlers!"
"Come on, bitch! Shoot at me! You'll be killing this one first!" he screamed. "Back off!" Callisto kept her gun aimed and ready, looking over at Moira, raising one eyebrow.
"Reichminister?" she asked.
"Lower your gun!" Kurt shouted.
"Do it!" Moira ordered. "But get the other guards ready. He won't be getting out of here alive!" Kurt laughed, shaking his head as he looked around, his mind going through thousands of things, most of them about his parents.
"You think so." He said slowly. "But if my father was such a great warrior for the Reich, then I am truly his son because I'm going to get out of here! And if you're lucky, maybe I won't kill you!
"Now where's the key to this collar?"
"I'm not giving in to you!" Moira gasped as Kurt drove a claw into the small of her back.
"Oh but you will! I'm part of the mongrel race; remember? We're good when it comes to back stabbing people and killing them without caring!" he snarled, baring his fangs at her. Turning to Callisto, he flicked his tail at her, making it crack like a whip.
"Go get the key to this collar Callisto! Do you want your precious Reichminister to live or not?" he asked.
"Don't." Moira ordered, narrowing her eyes dangerously. Licking her lips slowly, Callisto lowered her gun.
"My duty is to keep you safe, Reichminister." She said, reaching into her pocket. "That is my only concern." Taking out the key, she tossed it over to Kurt, and he caught it easily with his tail.
"Good choice, Callisto!" he said, putting it into the lock. Keeping his eyes locked with Callisto's, he turned the key and the collar came off with a clatter. A split second later, he teleported away, shoving Moira at Callisto to knock her off.
Kurt appeared on the streets outside of the building, finding himself being stared at by a lot of people. Panting, he looked around wildly, trying to figure out what to do when he heard a siren going off from the building.
"Gotta run!" he muttered, seeing some people getting ready to take some action. A split second before he teleported, someone grabbed his hand, and he ended up taking them with him as he teleported a mile from his starting point.
Kurt wasn't used to teleporting under such strain before. He stumbled back, and cried out when a fist connected with the side of his face. He was down on the ground, when the person he had accidentally taken with him, kicked him in the ribs, shouting that he had the escapee right here.
Kurt's eyes were closed and all he could hear was a lot of shouting and then finally gun shots. He could hear people screaming, and then he felt someone touching his shoulder gently.
"Is he alive?"
"Yes, he's only hurt a bit."
"What do you want to do with him, Bamfman?"
"I think we should take him back."
"What?! For all you know, he could be a Nazi!"
"We don't have time to debate about this, SheCat! The Gestapo are coming right now!"
"I hope you know what you're doing."
Two people were holding him next, carrying him away. At one point, he must have lost all sense of everything happening, because when he came to, he was in a sewer, with a girl looking down at him, a cigarette poking out from the corner of her mouth.
"Bamfman, he's awake!" she said, looking over to the right. Kurt tried to turn his head, but he was rewarded with a surge of pain instead.
"Don't try to move." The girl warned. "You've got a pretty nasty bump on your head. Of course, if you turn out to be a Nazi sympathizer, you'll have a lot more to worry about!" she added, narrowing her eyes dangerously.
"SheCat, are you done threatening him yet?" The face that came into his view made Kurt's eyes widen slowly. Shrugging, SheCat removed her cigarette and blew the smoke into Bamfman's face, smiling playfully.
"I think so." She said. "You just better make sure you can explain to Mad With Power, Northstar's Love, Maelstrom, and InterNutter why he's in the camp." Rolling his eyes, Bamfman turned to Kurt and he smiled a bit.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Ty?" Kurt asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"How the hell does he know your name?" SheCat asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Have you two met before?"
"I've never seen him before." Ty said, looking at Kurt curiously. "How did you know that?" he asked. Slowly, Kurt sat up, rubbing his temples slightly.
"Never mind." He sighed. "You wouldn't believe me."
"Well we do need you to tell us what you were doing in that building earlier today." Ty said.
"Learning some things that I thought I wanted to know." Kurt sighed, shaking his head slowly.
"What did you learn?" Ty asked, tilting his head to one side.
"Who my father is." Kurt let it drop, saving himself by simply looking around the sewers. Ty and SheCat looked at each other, their eyebrows raised slightly.
"Well, as long as you're not a Nazi sympathizer, we can trust you with our secret." Ty said, turning back to Kurt.
"What's your secret?" Kurt asked, taking Ty's hand as he helped him get up. Smiling, SheCat took a final drag from her cigarette before she flicked it away.
"We're rebels." She said, bowing to him with a laugh. "You're looking at two members of the Nightscrawlers!"