Sadness – Chapter 17 – Kurt X Kitty
A/N: Read this!!! All this story, that it's not finished, not just yet, maybe one more chapter and I'll be done, was written by me! Except for the great fight scene, written by my friend and "big bro" Darkness1. Thanks a lot for the support and for writing this scene that I was totally unable to write, due to lack of fighting vocabulary.
Thanks to:
- Darkness1
-LonewolfPunk
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Mesmero looked down from the windshield of the jet when Pyro said that he had just seen a car stop in front of the hangar. And as soon as he did, Kitty woke up from her trance. She saw everybody looking down at the earth and decided to see what was happening. She noticed that the jet wasn't moving anywhere, it was stopped in mid-air, waiting for something. She looked down from her window and recognized the X-van. Someone had come to rescue her. She saw a small shape though strong getting out of the van, then the blaze of a metallic claws: Wolverine. Three more people got out of the van, but as soon as they did, one of them disappeared in a small cloud of smoke: Kurt.
Kitty couldn't control her excitement and got up from her seat, trying to look better to the earth. Mesmero noticed her sudden move and used his telepathy to control her again.
The sharp pain in her brain again, the same feeling of numbness. She tried to sneak out of this trance, but his mind was much stronger than hers. She couldn't think anymore. All her moves and speeches were his. Her deepest thoughts were his. He knew everything she never wanted to tell, he knew everything that she didn't want to show. Her last thought before she was under total control was: 'I can't bare this anymore.' Mesmero might have heard her because she heard his voice saying:
'I'll do my best to guarantee this. Make you stop suffer, a little. But now, I want one last favor. I don't want to risk my business anymore, I'll find another way. Soon enough. Now, I want you to phase out of the jet and fight until death against whoever is in there. Until death. Go!'
Mesmero watched as Kitty phased out of the jet back into the hangar. Sabertooth growled and said:
"Will you let the girl run away like this?" he was probably upset by the fact that he wouldn't be fighting Wolverine.
"She's not running away. I asked her this." Mesmero answered as he lifted his head to the ceiling, trying to clear out his thoughts. "We better not go where we were supposed to. I have a lot of options now that I searched inside her little brain."
"But petite will tell everybody, master." Gambit said as he typed instructions to the jet through its computer.
"No, she won't. She won't even think by herself anymore." He said and snorted a quick laugh.
Everybody looked at him suspiciously, but as he was the master, they'd better believe in him.
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Logan watched the damned jet fly away. He wanted to fight; he wanted Kitty back with the team. He could remember whose smell was that. It was Mesmero's and of course, the filthiest of all, Sabertooth's.
He watched, unable to do anything to help as Kurt teleported into the hangar and Kitty phased down into the same place. Rogue and Larissa got ready to follow them, but Logan held the two girls in place.
"This is their fight." He said and waited, leaning on the van, but still looking watchfulness to the jet above. He watched it start to fly away, and get lost in the black clouds in the sky.
"Logan, are you going to let them fly away. Won't you fight? Are getting a coward?" Rogue said. She was really scared with Logan's attitude. Some months before he'd follow the jet with the van, but now he just kept there watching it vanish.
"We don't know what they were planning. Professor Xavier isn't here to decide anything. I know what you will say: they will come back and destroy us all. Whatever! What matters now is that Kitty is back and she is not harmed. If they are leaving forever, good. If they are coming back soon, good too, cuz' I'll have the chance for revenge."
Rogue suppressed a growl of rage and leaned on the van too, waiting for Kitty and Kurt to come back.
Larissa didn't say a word and walked away from them. As she had sure that nobody, especially Logan would hear her, she started to run. She run as fast as her legs allowed her. She didn't want to go back to Brasil, she didn't want to face her family and honestly, the Institute sucked. She'd be a cast away, but living in America. She looked back once, and saw that the van was too small already, due for the distance. As she started to run again, she whispered:
"Good Luck, you all."
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Kurt's pale eyes scanned the corridor for every last detail. Every piece of garbage, every thread of spider web. Even hanging upside-down made this corridor made its appearance ugly as heck. He knew Kitty was being held captive in one of these filthy rooms. The mere thought of her innocent soul being trapped in a place like this old ruin of a plane-hangar made his fur crawl on his neck.
Mesmero would pay dearly for this. Charles and the others would see to that. All Kurt had to do was to locate Kitty and save his beloved friend from this hellhole. Crawling on the ceiling was a lot more hygienefriendly and much more quiet.
He entered a huge storage room with several doors on each wall. Kitty would have to be behind one of them. His mind didn't dare to hope for anything less. Most of the crates in the room was either rotten of destroyed. Only a few were still intact. Why would Mesmero hide in a place like this?
Kurt's eyes lingered at one of the doors. The dust below the door was recently been moved unlike the rest of the doors. Quiet as a cat he slowly walked towards the door, a little feeling tingling in the back of his head that this COULD be a trap.
He stopped right in front of it. His eyes looking for any wires connected to the door or any form of electric shock that would shoot through his hand if he touched the handle. He didn't have time for this and opened the door in one forceful yank and stepped over the threshold.
The room in here was a dead end. But someone had been here. The room was even more filthier than the storage room behind him. Some ragged mattress lay on the floor with an old rug that looked like a dog had been eating it. A few metallic bowls with leftovers from food were stumbled in top of each others into a corner.
Taking another step inside, he noticed that whatever had been in the bowls, it was vegetarian food. And only one sound escaped his lips.
"...Keety...."
Then coming out from behind the door, an old wooden board came flying in a wide swing and connected roughly with his face, sending him stumbling back into the storage room with a burning pain in his face.
Shaking the dizziness out of his head, he saw Kitty burst out of the door with the board in her hands. Her once beautiful features were dirty and twisted in anger. Swinging the rotten board at him again.
Yelping like a puppy, Kurt ducked and rolled away, just in time to avoid another blow from her. Jumping up on his feet, he turned towards Kitty with a frightful look on his face.
"Keety, vas are you doing?" he tried to say, but Kitty didn't listen to him. Growling a kitten purr in an attempt to sound dangerous, she came at him again. Only this time Kurt was prepared.
This wasn't Kitty. This wasn't the girl he had come to fall in love with. She was a mindless puppet with Mesmero pulling the strings. She didn't know what she was doing.
The board came at him and with a powerful jump, he jumped right over her and landed on a small crate behind her. She turned around again and swung it right above his head. He could clearly feel the air being pushed away a half inch away from his head. But he quickly grew tired of this board constantly trying to hit him.
Clenching his three-fingered hand, he shattered the rotten board that originally was aimed at his head. Taking advantage of her confusion of loosing such an effective weapon, Kurt fell down to one knee and spun his other leg around, kicking her foothold away.
The second she landed on the cold floor, Kurt immediately jumped at her and pinned her to the floor with his hands and feet. Looking down at the furious expression on her face.
"Keety, please listen to me...I know you can hear me...you must fight zhis feeling," Kurt said. The answer wasn't what he had expected.
Kitty closed her eyes and rammed her forehead directly into Kurt's face, knocking him out of balance. With Kurt distracted, he slid her hand out of his grasp and punched him as hard as she could into the side of his jaw.
Now Kitty had the advantage and threw Kurt off her and jumped at him. Ending up sitting on his chest, she brought her hand up and prepared to crush his face. To her new surprise, Kurt wrapped his tail around her neck and managed to pull her head backwards enough for him to wrap both feet around her head. Throwing her off him.
Kitty snarled in anger and rolled back to her feet and prepared herself for delivering her most desperate attack on him. Only to find that he wasn't in front of her anymore.
Feeling someone tapping her shoulder, she turned towards him and unleashed a serial of punches and kicks. Kurt systematically moved backwards and blocked her attacks. Unlike her, Kurt could use both hands and legs plus his tail as blocks. Seeing she was about to give him a real knockout, Kurt closed his eyes and the next second, Kitty would hit nothing but a small cloud of sulphur smoke. But already in the powerful punch, her body stumbled forward as she didn't hit anything and crashed into an old crate. Kurt reappeared a few ft away from her and waited till she was out of the broken crate before he acted again.
Jumping to the crate next to her, he slapped his tail playfully at her shoulder. And she reacted the same way again. Charging blindly with all the power she could muster. Kurt's extreme suppleness allowed him to dodge all her attacks without too much trouble.
His strategy was clear as glass. With his porting and suppleness, he would make Kitty attack until she was out of strength. Jumping on the crates or climbing on the walls and sometimes porting around her, he delivered weak annoying punches at her just to get her angry and therefore using more energy.
After a few minutes, Kitty could barely stand on her own feet. Falling to her knees, her breath came in quick gasps. The ragged sweater was drenched in her sweat and her hair clung to her face.
Kurt on his side could do this a while longer, but seeing her in this state, he knew that the battle was over. She didn't have anything left to fight with. That she didn't faint could only be her strong spirit. And with the body so tired from all the anger Mesmero had caused, Kurt could reach in to her.
Kitty stumbled back to her feet and nearly fell at him in one last desperate attack. But before she even knew it, Kurt jumped over her and landed right behind her, wrapping his arms and his tail around her. Forcing her to fall to the ground. He felt that she tried to wriggle free, but as long as she was this tired, she couldn't do anything. Not even phase out of him. And even if she did manage to phase, she had no chance of winning this fight.
"Keety... I know you are in zhere somewhere. I'm so sorry about everything. For not finding you in zhat blizzard, for not being wizh you in zhe infirmary. For not finding you when Mesmero kidnapped you..." Kurt said to the wriggling girl in his arms. He didn't know if she was listening or not. All he knew was that he had to try.
"And I'm sorry I didn't tell you how much I love you..." he whispered and held her tighter. He could feel the body acting on its last struggle. Kitty let out a frustrated squeak before her entire body went limp.
Only the faint sound of her sweet breath and Kurt's gasping echoed in the big room. Kurt turned Kitty's unconscious body around and held her in his arms, letting her messy head rest peacefully on his fuzzy shoulder.
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A/N: Read this!!! All this story, that it's not finished, not just yet, maybe one more chapter and I'll be done, was written by me! Except for the great fight scene, written by my friend and "big bro" Darkness1. Thanks a lot for the support and for writing this scene that I was totally unable to write, due to lack of fighting vocabulary.
Thanks to:
- Darkness1
-LonewolfPunk
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Mesmero looked down from the windshield of the jet when Pyro said that he had just seen a car stop in front of the hangar. And as soon as he did, Kitty woke up from her trance. She saw everybody looking down at the earth and decided to see what was happening. She noticed that the jet wasn't moving anywhere, it was stopped in mid-air, waiting for something. She looked down from her window and recognized the X-van. Someone had come to rescue her. She saw a small shape though strong getting out of the van, then the blaze of a metallic claws: Wolverine. Three more people got out of the van, but as soon as they did, one of them disappeared in a small cloud of smoke: Kurt.
Kitty couldn't control her excitement and got up from her seat, trying to look better to the earth. Mesmero noticed her sudden move and used his telepathy to control her again.
The sharp pain in her brain again, the same feeling of numbness. She tried to sneak out of this trance, but his mind was much stronger than hers. She couldn't think anymore. All her moves and speeches were his. Her deepest thoughts were his. He knew everything she never wanted to tell, he knew everything that she didn't want to show. Her last thought before she was under total control was: 'I can't bare this anymore.' Mesmero might have heard her because she heard his voice saying:
'I'll do my best to guarantee this. Make you stop suffer, a little. But now, I want one last favor. I don't want to risk my business anymore, I'll find another way. Soon enough. Now, I want you to phase out of the jet and fight until death against whoever is in there. Until death. Go!'
Mesmero watched as Kitty phased out of the jet back into the hangar. Sabertooth growled and said:
"Will you let the girl run away like this?" he was probably upset by the fact that he wouldn't be fighting Wolverine.
"She's not running away. I asked her this." Mesmero answered as he lifted his head to the ceiling, trying to clear out his thoughts. "We better not go where we were supposed to. I have a lot of options now that I searched inside her little brain."
"But petite will tell everybody, master." Gambit said as he typed instructions to the jet through its computer.
"No, she won't. She won't even think by herself anymore." He said and snorted a quick laugh.
Everybody looked at him suspiciously, but as he was the master, they'd better believe in him.
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Logan watched the damned jet fly away. He wanted to fight; he wanted Kitty back with the team. He could remember whose smell was that. It was Mesmero's and of course, the filthiest of all, Sabertooth's.
He watched, unable to do anything to help as Kurt teleported into the hangar and Kitty phased down into the same place. Rogue and Larissa got ready to follow them, but Logan held the two girls in place.
"This is their fight." He said and waited, leaning on the van, but still looking watchfulness to the jet above. He watched it start to fly away, and get lost in the black clouds in the sky.
"Logan, are you going to let them fly away. Won't you fight? Are getting a coward?" Rogue said. She was really scared with Logan's attitude. Some months before he'd follow the jet with the van, but now he just kept there watching it vanish.
"We don't know what they were planning. Professor Xavier isn't here to decide anything. I know what you will say: they will come back and destroy us all. Whatever! What matters now is that Kitty is back and she is not harmed. If they are leaving forever, good. If they are coming back soon, good too, cuz' I'll have the chance for revenge."
Rogue suppressed a growl of rage and leaned on the van too, waiting for Kitty and Kurt to come back.
Larissa didn't say a word and walked away from them. As she had sure that nobody, especially Logan would hear her, she started to run. She run as fast as her legs allowed her. She didn't want to go back to Brasil, she didn't want to face her family and honestly, the Institute sucked. She'd be a cast away, but living in America. She looked back once, and saw that the van was too small already, due for the distance. As she started to run again, she whispered:
"Good Luck, you all."
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Kurt's pale eyes scanned the corridor for every last detail. Every piece of garbage, every thread of spider web. Even hanging upside-down made this corridor made its appearance ugly as heck. He knew Kitty was being held captive in one of these filthy rooms. The mere thought of her innocent soul being trapped in a place like this old ruin of a plane-hangar made his fur crawl on his neck.
Mesmero would pay dearly for this. Charles and the others would see to that. All Kurt had to do was to locate Kitty and save his beloved friend from this hellhole. Crawling on the ceiling was a lot more hygienefriendly and much more quiet.
He entered a huge storage room with several doors on each wall. Kitty would have to be behind one of them. His mind didn't dare to hope for anything less. Most of the crates in the room was either rotten of destroyed. Only a few were still intact. Why would Mesmero hide in a place like this?
Kurt's eyes lingered at one of the doors. The dust below the door was recently been moved unlike the rest of the doors. Quiet as a cat he slowly walked towards the door, a little feeling tingling in the back of his head that this COULD be a trap.
He stopped right in front of it. His eyes looking for any wires connected to the door or any form of electric shock that would shoot through his hand if he touched the handle. He didn't have time for this and opened the door in one forceful yank and stepped over the threshold.
The room in here was a dead end. But someone had been here. The room was even more filthier than the storage room behind him. Some ragged mattress lay on the floor with an old rug that looked like a dog had been eating it. A few metallic bowls with leftovers from food were stumbled in top of each others into a corner.
Taking another step inside, he noticed that whatever had been in the bowls, it was vegetarian food. And only one sound escaped his lips.
"...Keety...."
Then coming out from behind the door, an old wooden board came flying in a wide swing and connected roughly with his face, sending him stumbling back into the storage room with a burning pain in his face.
Shaking the dizziness out of his head, he saw Kitty burst out of the door with the board in her hands. Her once beautiful features were dirty and twisted in anger. Swinging the rotten board at him again.
Yelping like a puppy, Kurt ducked and rolled away, just in time to avoid another blow from her. Jumping up on his feet, he turned towards Kitty with a frightful look on his face.
"Keety, vas are you doing?" he tried to say, but Kitty didn't listen to him. Growling a kitten purr in an attempt to sound dangerous, she came at him again. Only this time Kurt was prepared.
This wasn't Kitty. This wasn't the girl he had come to fall in love with. She was a mindless puppet with Mesmero pulling the strings. She didn't know what she was doing.
The board came at him and with a powerful jump, he jumped right over her and landed on a small crate behind her. She turned around again and swung it right above his head. He could clearly feel the air being pushed away a half inch away from his head. But he quickly grew tired of this board constantly trying to hit him.
Clenching his three-fingered hand, he shattered the rotten board that originally was aimed at his head. Taking advantage of her confusion of loosing such an effective weapon, Kurt fell down to one knee and spun his other leg around, kicking her foothold away.
The second she landed on the cold floor, Kurt immediately jumped at her and pinned her to the floor with his hands and feet. Looking down at the furious expression on her face.
"Keety, please listen to me...I know you can hear me...you must fight zhis feeling," Kurt said. The answer wasn't what he had expected.
Kitty closed her eyes and rammed her forehead directly into Kurt's face, knocking him out of balance. With Kurt distracted, he slid her hand out of his grasp and punched him as hard as she could into the side of his jaw.
Now Kitty had the advantage and threw Kurt off her and jumped at him. Ending up sitting on his chest, she brought her hand up and prepared to crush his face. To her new surprise, Kurt wrapped his tail around her neck and managed to pull her head backwards enough for him to wrap both feet around her head. Throwing her off him.
Kitty snarled in anger and rolled back to her feet and prepared herself for delivering her most desperate attack on him. Only to find that he wasn't in front of her anymore.
Feeling someone tapping her shoulder, she turned towards him and unleashed a serial of punches and kicks. Kurt systematically moved backwards and blocked her attacks. Unlike her, Kurt could use both hands and legs plus his tail as blocks. Seeing she was about to give him a real knockout, Kurt closed his eyes and the next second, Kitty would hit nothing but a small cloud of sulphur smoke. But already in the powerful punch, her body stumbled forward as she didn't hit anything and crashed into an old crate. Kurt reappeared a few ft away from her and waited till she was out of the broken crate before he acted again.
Jumping to the crate next to her, he slapped his tail playfully at her shoulder. And she reacted the same way again. Charging blindly with all the power she could muster. Kurt's extreme suppleness allowed him to dodge all her attacks without too much trouble.
His strategy was clear as glass. With his porting and suppleness, he would make Kitty attack until she was out of strength. Jumping on the crates or climbing on the walls and sometimes porting around her, he delivered weak annoying punches at her just to get her angry and therefore using more energy.
After a few minutes, Kitty could barely stand on her own feet. Falling to her knees, her breath came in quick gasps. The ragged sweater was drenched in her sweat and her hair clung to her face.
Kurt on his side could do this a while longer, but seeing her in this state, he knew that the battle was over. She didn't have anything left to fight with. That she didn't faint could only be her strong spirit. And with the body so tired from all the anger Mesmero had caused, Kurt could reach in to her.
Kitty stumbled back to her feet and nearly fell at him in one last desperate attack. But before she even knew it, Kurt jumped over her and landed right behind her, wrapping his arms and his tail around her. Forcing her to fall to the ground. He felt that she tried to wriggle free, but as long as she was this tired, she couldn't do anything. Not even phase out of him. And even if she did manage to phase, she had no chance of winning this fight.
"Keety... I know you are in zhere somewhere. I'm so sorry about everything. For not finding you in zhat blizzard, for not being wizh you in zhe infirmary. For not finding you when Mesmero kidnapped you..." Kurt said to the wriggling girl in his arms. He didn't know if she was listening or not. All he knew was that he had to try.
"And I'm sorry I didn't tell you how much I love you..." he whispered and held her tighter. He could feel the body acting on its last struggle. Kitty let out a frustrated squeak before her entire body went limp.
Only the faint sound of her sweet breath and Kurt's gasping echoed in the big room. Kurt turned Kitty's unconscious body around and held her in his arms, letting her messy head rest peacefully on his fuzzy shoulder.
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