Chapter 5 – Rescue Mission II
Kitty was asleep, the shy sun shining on her face. Her lips were purple from the cold and so were her finger tips, hypothermia had got to her. All she needed now was a hot bath and a few days at the infirmary. But anybody was being able to find her.
The shining sun was getting to her nerves. She opened her eyes and protected them with her hand. She tried to move her fingers but they were cold and burning. She noticed that her tips were in a light shade of purple. Kitty put her hands inside her coat trying to warm them up.
She sat up and looked around. She knew she was far from the Institute. But she didn't know where she was. Everything was deadly silent, so she decided to break it:
"Hello????" She screamed. A few birds that were on the tree she was sat under, flew away, scared.
No answer came. But she could swear she heard a motorcycle riding on the other highway.
She decided to stay where she was, without moving. Someone would find her, and if it wasn't her, at least her frozen corpse.
Shivering she looked up at the bleak gray sky, praying silently.
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Logan sensitive ears caught the scream. He stopped his motorcycle immediately.
"Half-Pint????" He screamed back hoping the person would answer him back. But no one had such a good hearing as he.
He looked for some traffic signs. "Highway 55" Logan said under his breath while reading the sign.
*Charles, I think I heard someone screaming near the Highway 55.* Logan put his finger on his temples to contact Professor Xavier.
*Someone? Could the person be Kitty?* Professor's voice echoed in Logan's mind.
*Maybe, but would you send the elf here? Or anyone?* Logan asked back.
*I'll see what I can do.* Professor Xavier answered.
Logan looked up at the bleak gray sky and growled:
"I knew I'd find you, even if I needed to go to hell."
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Kurt watched through the window of the library as a green and screwed up jeep stopped rudely in front of the gates of the Institute.
His eyes were sore, as if he had sand in them, due to the fact that he was watching everything since Wolverine left in the middle of the night in a "Rescue Mission."
Kurt kept watching, although with his sore eyes, the owner of the jeep slamming the gates with his bare hands. He sighed and 'ported to the garden.
"I thought you wouldn't come." Kurt said pressing the security numbers to open the gate.
"Whatever. Where's Kitty?" Lance said with a frown.
"Lost, as I said before."
The gate opened and Lance stepped in.
"What do you plan on doing?" Lance asked.
"Talk to Professor. Maybe he will allow us to look for her. And if he doesn't allow us I'll go all the same."
As Kurt finished his sentence, a voice rang in his mind:
*Kurt, Logan thinks he heard Kitty screaming. Would you mind teleporting to Highway 55?*
*Kein Problem, Herr Professor! Ich werde jetzt dort gehen!*
*Thank you, Kurt*
Kurt looked at Lance who was searching for something in the woods, maybe expecting Kitty to come out from there giggling.
"Professor told me that Logan heard a scream near Highway . . . What was the number of the Highway? 65? Yeah, 65. Highway 65. He is waiting us and I can 'port us there!" Kurt said excitedly. At least, they had found his Katzchen. Of course, he didn't like the idea of Lance going with him. In his mind, there were random images of Kitty hugging Lance, kissing him on the cheek. Why not him, Kurt? Was he that ugly? His mind kept wandering until Lance's voice hurt his sensitive ears:
"What about my jeep?"
"Who cares?" Kurt asked still wondering a little.
"Look here, you blue monkey! It's my jeep and I do care about it."
"Okay then, Scott hates you and he doesn't know I called you, so we can drive with your jeep until this Highway . . . 59"
"Is it Highway 59 or 65?" Lance asked jumping inside his jeep again.
"Huh . . . 59. Yeah, that's right 59!" Kurt said and 'ported himself inside the jeep.
Lance rolled his eyes and started the engine.
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Logan was trying to listen any little noise, but he heard none. The place was as quiet as a grave.
He had contacted Professor one hour ago, and nobody came. But he wouldn't get out of the place.
Slowly, Logan started to walk into the white wood. He wasn't going to wait all day long.
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Kitty was asleep, the shy sun shining on her face. Her lips were purple from the cold and so were her finger tips, hypothermia had got to her. All she needed now was a hot bath and a few days at the infirmary. But anybody was being able to find her.
The shining sun was getting to her nerves. She opened her eyes and protected them with her hand. She tried to move her fingers but they were cold and burning. She noticed that her tips were in a light shade of purple. Kitty put her hands inside her coat trying to warm them up.
She sat up and looked around. She knew she was far from the Institute. But she didn't know where she was. Everything was deadly silent, so she decided to break it:
"Hello????" She screamed. A few birds that were on the tree she was sat under, flew away, scared.
No answer came. But she could swear she heard a motorcycle riding on the other highway.
She decided to stay where she was, without moving. Someone would find her, and if it wasn't her, at least her frozen corpse.
Shivering she looked up at the bleak gray sky, praying silently.
/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/
Logan sensitive ears caught the scream. He stopped his motorcycle immediately.
"Half-Pint????" He screamed back hoping the person would answer him back. But no one had such a good hearing as he.
He looked for some traffic signs. "Highway 55" Logan said under his breath while reading the sign.
*Charles, I think I heard someone screaming near the Highway 55.* Logan put his finger on his temples to contact Professor Xavier.
*Someone? Could the person be Kitty?* Professor's voice echoed in Logan's mind.
*Maybe, but would you send the elf here? Or anyone?* Logan asked back.
*I'll see what I can do.* Professor Xavier answered.
Logan looked up at the bleak gray sky and growled:
"I knew I'd find you, even if I needed to go to hell."
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Kurt watched through the window of the library as a green and screwed up jeep stopped rudely in front of the gates of the Institute.
His eyes were sore, as if he had sand in them, due to the fact that he was watching everything since Wolverine left in the middle of the night in a "Rescue Mission."
Kurt kept watching, although with his sore eyes, the owner of the jeep slamming the gates with his bare hands. He sighed and 'ported to the garden.
"I thought you wouldn't come." Kurt said pressing the security numbers to open the gate.
"Whatever. Where's Kitty?" Lance said with a frown.
"Lost, as I said before."
The gate opened and Lance stepped in.
"What do you plan on doing?" Lance asked.
"Talk to Professor. Maybe he will allow us to look for her. And if he doesn't allow us I'll go all the same."
As Kurt finished his sentence, a voice rang in his mind:
*Kurt, Logan thinks he heard Kitty screaming. Would you mind teleporting to Highway 55?*
*Kein Problem, Herr Professor! Ich werde jetzt dort gehen!*
*Thank you, Kurt*
Kurt looked at Lance who was searching for something in the woods, maybe expecting Kitty to come out from there giggling.
"Professor told me that Logan heard a scream near Highway . . . What was the number of the Highway? 65? Yeah, 65. Highway 65. He is waiting us and I can 'port us there!" Kurt said excitedly. At least, they had found his Katzchen. Of course, he didn't like the idea of Lance going with him. In his mind, there were random images of Kitty hugging Lance, kissing him on the cheek. Why not him, Kurt? Was he that ugly? His mind kept wandering until Lance's voice hurt his sensitive ears:
"What about my jeep?"
"Who cares?" Kurt asked still wondering a little.
"Look here, you blue monkey! It's my jeep and I do care about it."
"Okay then, Scott hates you and he doesn't know I called you, so we can drive with your jeep until this Highway . . . 59"
"Is it Highway 59 or 65?" Lance asked jumping inside his jeep again.
"Huh . . . 59. Yeah, that's right 59!" Kurt said and 'ported himself inside the jeep.
Lance rolled his eyes and started the engine.
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Logan was trying to listen any little noise, but he heard none. The place was as quiet as a grave.
He had contacted Professor one hour ago, and nobody came. But he wouldn't get out of the place.
Slowly, Logan started to walk into the white wood. He wasn't going to wait all day long.
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