Chapter 1
Kurt moaned and painfully opened his eyes, the sudden light making his head pound. Where was he? All he could see were blurs of color. He squinted and his vision cleared. Tall buildings loomed over him and he realized he was lying on a sidewalk. Wha-? Kurt tried to sit up but felt a sharp pain in his left arm. "Ah!" he winced and he fell back down, making his head spin. "Oh" he moaned. He put his hand to his head. He felt something warm and sticky. Startled, he pulled his hand away and saw that it was covered in blood. His vision started to go blurry again and his arm dropped, limply, to his side. No. Have to... stay awake... he fought to keep consciousness. Just then, a figure bent over him. It was a girl, about 16, with shoulder length dark brown hair, but Kurt couldn't see clearly. It was a person- that's all he knew. "Help... m-" he mumbled as he lost consciousness.
"Oh man!" the girl muttered as she knelt down beside him. She pressed her ear against his chest to feel for a heartbeat. Hearing a faint one, she looked around for help. But the streets were empty. The mutant crisis had everyone running scared. She wondered if it was a mutant that did this. Her eyes fell on his hands. His fingers appeared to be stuck together. Strange. She thought, but dismissed it, having more important things to think about. Like trying to save his life! She bit her lip. What do I do? He needs help! Then she thought of her mother. She was a nurse. Thinking that the best solution, the girl tried to think of the best way to go about it. The boy would have to be taken to her house, but her mom had had severe back problems ever since a car accident. With a sigh, she slid her arms under his body and tried to lift him up.
"Oh." she grunted. He was heavier than he looked. She stood, awkwardly, and swayed back and forth with the added weight. His hand brushed against her arm. Her eyes popped open. Oh my god! He'- he's fuzzy! She nearly dropped him in her shock. Once she regained her composure, she realized he must be a mutant. After all, normal people don't have fur. She looked closely at his pale skin. He didn't look fuzzy- he looked completely normal. But the fur was there.
For a moment, she hesitated. Should she be helping a mutant? After all they've done? She looked at the unconscious boy in her arms and bit her lip. He was badly beaten and his dangling arm seemed to be sticking out at an odd angle. It must have been broken. No one- mutant or not deserved to be treated this way. She decided and started walking home. It was a slow, difficult process, her arms already threatening to drop him. She was only going a few streets over but it felt like miles. Blood from his injured head smeared on her arm and splattered on her white tennis shoes. But she didn't care, she was to busy worried about her mother. The woman was terrified of mutants. The girl wasn't sure if she'd even help.
Chapter2
She felt as if she's collapse by the time she staggered up her front steps. "Mom!" she gasped. "Mom!"
A woman appeared at the door and her eyes widened. She swung open the door. "Kim!" what on earth-?!"
"Mom, please! He's hurt!"
Knowing she could not turn away a person in need, the woman made way for him to be brought inside. "Put him on the floor." she instructed as she went to get the bandages.
Kim set the boy down and chewed her lip. What would her mom do when she found out?
The woman reappeared with a first aid kit filled with Band-Aids and gauze.
"Mom, I think you should know..." Kim started but her mom was too involved in caring for her patient.
Immediately, she located the deep gash on the back of his head and pressed a cloth to stop the bleeding. So far, she hadn't realized his skin was fuzzy and for that, Kim was grateful.
"Here." her mom waved her over. "Hold this here." Kim scooted over and took the cloth that was already dyed a deep red. The woman then inspected his obviously broken arm. She went to remove his watch so she could examine the break. She gave a loud shriek as the boy suddenly transformed into a horrible blue beast! He had three fingered hands, two toed feet and a thin demon tail! She jumped up, terrified. "Kimberly!" she shouted. "How dare you bring a mutant into this house?!"
Kim, who was, as well, a bit surprised at his sudden change of appearance pleaded with her mother. "Mom! Look at him! Without help, he'll die!"
"One less mutant to worry about!"
"Mom!" Kim gently set down the blue boy's head and stood to defend him. "I can't believe you!" she shook her head in disgust. "I thought you became a nurse so you could help people."
"Yes, people. Not mutants." The woman said firmly.
"What's the matter with you?! A mutant is as human as you are!" actually, she had no idea if that was true but it made for a good argument.
Her mother was about to reply when the boy moaned. She froze. What would he do when he woke up? She had heard so many stories about the deadly powers they possessed. "Kim." she said quietly as if not to wake him. "Come away."
Kim rolled her eyes, exasperated. "God mom, he can't hurt you!"
"How do you know?! In the news there was a mutant who could create fire with his hands!"
"So? There was also one who could walk through walls, and one who could breath under water! How can those hurt you?!"
But her mom didn't reply as her eyes were glued to the boy. His eyes were slowly opening.
"Keety..." he murmured.
Kim knelt beside him, much to her mom's horror.
"Get away from him!" she nearly, shouted but Kim ignored her.
Chapter 3
Kurt's eyes came into focus. A girl? Where am I? What happened? He thought. He wanted to jump up, to run, but he was too weak.
"Are you alright?" the girl asked gently. For a second, her soft brown eyes met his.
"Ja." he said. "Oh, my head..." he moaned. He felt dizzy.
"Yeah, I know. We're here to help."
Kurt painfully turned his head to see and older woman backed up against the wall, looking terrified. What was she scared of and who was this girl? But his head hurt too much to think. He closed his eyes.
Everyone was silent for several minutes and Kurt was beginning to feel a bit more conscious. Now he could think clearly. He opened his yes. "Where am I? He asked weakly.
"I found you by the street and brought you home." the girl informed him and went to tend to his head again. Kurt cringed as she removed the blood stained cloth and replaced it with a fresh one.
Throughout this time, the woman hadn't taken her eyes off him and he was starting to get nervous. What is she so scared of?
After a while, Kurt was able to sit.
"So, what's your name?" Kim asked him.
"I'm..." Kurt paused as his memory drew a blank. "I don't know." he said slowly, confused.
"Oh." was all she could say.
For the first time, Kurt looked down at himself. He gasped. What?! I'm blue! He nearly screamed out loud. No wonder she's so scared of me- I'm a monster! Despite the pain in his head and body, Kurt sprang up. This electrified her mother and she ran into the kitchen.
"No, no! Sit down!" Kim exclaimed as he began to hyperventilate. "Stop!"
Kurt couldn't breath. Who was he?! What was he?! A demon?!
"No! Breath!" Kim motioned with her hands. She had seen her mother do it often enough. "In... out... in..." she repeated.
Kurt slowly regained control but was still wild eyed and panting. "What am I?" he cried.
Kurt moaned and painfully opened his eyes, the sudden light making his head pound. Where was he? All he could see were blurs of color. He squinted and his vision cleared. Tall buildings loomed over him and he realized he was lying on a sidewalk. Wha-? Kurt tried to sit up but felt a sharp pain in his left arm. "Ah!" he winced and he fell back down, making his head spin. "Oh" he moaned. He put his hand to his head. He felt something warm and sticky. Startled, he pulled his hand away and saw that it was covered in blood. His vision started to go blurry again and his arm dropped, limply, to his side. No. Have to... stay awake... he fought to keep consciousness. Just then, a figure bent over him. It was a girl, about 16, with shoulder length dark brown hair, but Kurt couldn't see clearly. It was a person- that's all he knew. "Help... m-" he mumbled as he lost consciousness.
"Oh man!" the girl muttered as she knelt down beside him. She pressed her ear against his chest to feel for a heartbeat. Hearing a faint one, she looked around for help. But the streets were empty. The mutant crisis had everyone running scared. She wondered if it was a mutant that did this. Her eyes fell on his hands. His fingers appeared to be stuck together. Strange. She thought, but dismissed it, having more important things to think about. Like trying to save his life! She bit her lip. What do I do? He needs help! Then she thought of her mother. She was a nurse. Thinking that the best solution, the girl tried to think of the best way to go about it. The boy would have to be taken to her house, but her mom had had severe back problems ever since a car accident. With a sigh, she slid her arms under his body and tried to lift him up.
"Oh." she grunted. He was heavier than he looked. She stood, awkwardly, and swayed back and forth with the added weight. His hand brushed against her arm. Her eyes popped open. Oh my god! He'- he's fuzzy! She nearly dropped him in her shock. Once she regained her composure, she realized he must be a mutant. After all, normal people don't have fur. She looked closely at his pale skin. He didn't look fuzzy- he looked completely normal. But the fur was there.
For a moment, she hesitated. Should she be helping a mutant? After all they've done? She looked at the unconscious boy in her arms and bit her lip. He was badly beaten and his dangling arm seemed to be sticking out at an odd angle. It must have been broken. No one- mutant or not deserved to be treated this way. She decided and started walking home. It was a slow, difficult process, her arms already threatening to drop him. She was only going a few streets over but it felt like miles. Blood from his injured head smeared on her arm and splattered on her white tennis shoes. But she didn't care, she was to busy worried about her mother. The woman was terrified of mutants. The girl wasn't sure if she'd even help.
Chapter2
She felt as if she's collapse by the time she staggered up her front steps. "Mom!" she gasped. "Mom!"
A woman appeared at the door and her eyes widened. She swung open the door. "Kim!" what on earth-?!"
"Mom, please! He's hurt!"
Knowing she could not turn away a person in need, the woman made way for him to be brought inside. "Put him on the floor." she instructed as she went to get the bandages.
Kim set the boy down and chewed her lip. What would her mom do when she found out?
The woman reappeared with a first aid kit filled with Band-Aids and gauze.
"Mom, I think you should know..." Kim started but her mom was too involved in caring for her patient.
Immediately, she located the deep gash on the back of his head and pressed a cloth to stop the bleeding. So far, she hadn't realized his skin was fuzzy and for that, Kim was grateful.
"Here." her mom waved her over. "Hold this here." Kim scooted over and took the cloth that was already dyed a deep red. The woman then inspected his obviously broken arm. She went to remove his watch so she could examine the break. She gave a loud shriek as the boy suddenly transformed into a horrible blue beast! He had three fingered hands, two toed feet and a thin demon tail! She jumped up, terrified. "Kimberly!" she shouted. "How dare you bring a mutant into this house?!"
Kim, who was, as well, a bit surprised at his sudden change of appearance pleaded with her mother. "Mom! Look at him! Without help, he'll die!"
"One less mutant to worry about!"
"Mom!" Kim gently set down the blue boy's head and stood to defend him. "I can't believe you!" she shook her head in disgust. "I thought you became a nurse so you could help people."
"Yes, people. Not mutants." The woman said firmly.
"What's the matter with you?! A mutant is as human as you are!" actually, she had no idea if that was true but it made for a good argument.
Her mother was about to reply when the boy moaned. She froze. What would he do when he woke up? She had heard so many stories about the deadly powers they possessed. "Kim." she said quietly as if not to wake him. "Come away."
Kim rolled her eyes, exasperated. "God mom, he can't hurt you!"
"How do you know?! In the news there was a mutant who could create fire with his hands!"
"So? There was also one who could walk through walls, and one who could breath under water! How can those hurt you?!"
But her mom didn't reply as her eyes were glued to the boy. His eyes were slowly opening.
"Keety..." he murmured.
Kim knelt beside him, much to her mom's horror.
"Get away from him!" she nearly, shouted but Kim ignored her.
Chapter 3
Kurt's eyes came into focus. A girl? Where am I? What happened? He thought. He wanted to jump up, to run, but he was too weak.
"Are you alright?" the girl asked gently. For a second, her soft brown eyes met his.
"Ja." he said. "Oh, my head..." he moaned. He felt dizzy.
"Yeah, I know. We're here to help."
Kurt painfully turned his head to see and older woman backed up against the wall, looking terrified. What was she scared of and who was this girl? But his head hurt too much to think. He closed his eyes.
Everyone was silent for several minutes and Kurt was beginning to feel a bit more conscious. Now he could think clearly. He opened his yes. "Where am I? He asked weakly.
"I found you by the street and brought you home." the girl informed him and went to tend to his head again. Kurt cringed as she removed the blood stained cloth and replaced it with a fresh one.
Throughout this time, the woman hadn't taken her eyes off him and he was starting to get nervous. What is she so scared of?
After a while, Kurt was able to sit.
"So, what's your name?" Kim asked him.
"I'm..." Kurt paused as his memory drew a blank. "I don't know." he said slowly, confused.
"Oh." was all she could say.
For the first time, Kurt looked down at himself. He gasped. What?! I'm blue! He nearly screamed out loud. No wonder she's so scared of me- I'm a monster! Despite the pain in his head and body, Kurt sprang up. This electrified her mother and she ran into the kitchen.
"No, no! Sit down!" Kim exclaimed as he began to hyperventilate. "Stop!"
Kurt couldn't breath. Who was he?! What was he?! A demon?!
"No! Breath!" Kim motioned with her hands. She had seen her mother do it often enough. "In... out... in..." she repeated.
Kurt slowly regained control but was still wild eyed and panting. "What am I?" he cried.