"Kitty!" Tabitha shrieked in horror. She wasted no time. She cradled
her fallen friend in her arms. Forge was quick to her side.
"Oh no!" He groaned. "Is she breathing? Tabitha?"
"Hold on for a second!" She snapped. Tabitha placed two fingers on the fleshy area next to the end of her jaw. "She's got a pulse." She placed another finger on Kitty's diaphragm. "She's breathing too, I think."
Forge began to pull at his hair in panic. "What're we going to do?"
"Quit it. We're going to take her to the infirmary room." Tabitha said simply, rolling her eyes at Forge's lack of composure. Just at the same moment, the automatic doors from the laboratory slid open. It was the professor, Jean, and Scott.
"Okay, what's going on up here?" She demanded.
"We were downstairs when we heard voices, so we came back to check it out." Said Scott.
"It's Kitty!" Said Tabitha. "She's in trouble." Jean and the professor didn't waste another moment to move ahead, with Scott lagging behind them. Jean placed her two hands to her mouth. She emotionally responded to the cuts, bruises, and Kitty's disheveled hair. The girl looked like she just came through a war zone. But her greatest concern was her lack of consciousness and mobility.
"What happened here?! Is she going to be alright?" She kneeled next to Kitty at the opposite side to Tabitha.
"I don't know! I was turning off the machine, and there was a charge of lightning that powered the machine. But instead of performing correctly, it attacked Kitty instead."
The professor took a moment to think. "I have a hunch that that machine of yours will need further investigation. But not right now. What's more important is that we get Kitty to some medical attention downstairs. Everyone else agreed. But Forge's concern didn't end there.
"Wait professor! Well... what's going to happen to her?"
The professor honestly shook his head. "I can't tell at this point. From what we know she could be more mentally and physically challenged by this ordeal. She might not wake up." He said. "Still, it's just an educated guess. It's a little too early to tell. Now, if there are no further questions, let's get this girl cleaned up. I'll inform Hank and Ororoe to get the infirmary room ready for an extra patient."
"Yeah professor, we've got it under control. Now lets get a move on it, guys." Scott kneeled under Kitty and cloaked her over his back carefully. Jean supported her over her other arm with a more notably worried look than the others.
That event occurred hours ago. The rain had subdued into sunshine, and the warmth and sweet smell of dew had attracted the bothersome, flocking presense of the resident crows living in the area. The institute was quiet and inactive today. Everyone had caught news of Kitty's disposition like wildfire, and it subtracted the cheerfulness and productivity that day. Almost as if none of the children were willing to do anything remotely for their pleasure out of respect; that it might be considered uncaring that they were on joyrides while Kitty was probably wincing away in pain through the various degrees of bruises and cuts on her body.
Meanwhile, Kitty's eyelids moved slowly. In the darkness of her own subconscious, she could hear voices; whispers that she couldn't quite comprehend. But they felt occupied, and excitable. With an extra exertion of effort, her eyes snapped open, fully awake. She gave a soundly groan, realizing that her body suddenly hurt all over for a reason she couldn't comprehend. Jean Grey and Kurt were the only ones present in the room, Kurt bearing his casual more "human" appearance due to his image inducers. Kitty was in her bedroom; a two-bedroom room that bared an artistic royal ness that indicated wealth and a decent taste of creativity.
"Look, Jean! I think she's finally waking up!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Shh. We don't want to make her anxious."
"Sorry."
Her eyes slowly traced at Jean first, then to Kurt. Her eyes barely faced theirs, and with an awkward shyness that heavily lack even a basic recognition. They had a down-to-earth cynicism to them that made her appear more mature for her age. They were blank; and they didn't even seem to quite recognize the room in the slightest. Kitty appeared to be perfectly healthy, but somewhere within, Jean could sense the exact opposite. Something was wrong, very wrong.
"Kitty?" Jean asked, putting a wet rag to her forehead. "Kitty, are you alright?" She replaced the rag into a washing bowl. For a hiatus, the room was quiet and still. "Is there something wrong?"
She responded with a slow, alert nod. "Where am I?" She whispered. There was a strange, but natural childishness to Kitty's voice that sounded as though it had lacked a more adolescent adaptation if one listened hard enough. Jean didn't seem so keen to, and continued patting Kitty with the cool rag.
"In your room. We brought you here after you Mr. McCoy had you examined after that accident with Forge's experiment in the professor's laboratory." Kurt said, trying to be helpful.
"Forge? Professor?" She asked quizzically, as if she was trying to comprehend a different language.
"Well don't you remember?"
Kitty shook her head. "This isn't my room. I don't know what you're talking about!"
Kurt drew back defensively, and yet his voice kept a joking composure. "Kitty, are you sure you're feeling alright? You live here remember?"
She frowned confusedly. "No I don't! I've never been in this place in my entire life!" Her voice became more and more worrisome. "Is this someone's idea of a joke? Like, where's my mom and dad? I wanna go home right now!"
Jean looked confused and unprepared. But she dismissed her confusion for the sake of maintaining a modicum of order in the room, and placed a hand on Kitty shoulder with comfort. "Now Kitty, I think you've had a long day. Your mom and dad know your here, and they're probably at home right now. Now please lie down and get some rest." She pointed at the cuts that marked her body. "I think you'll need it."
Kitty paused at Jean and sighed, slumping further into the covers. She nodded slowly and obediently placed her head onto the pillows. And closed her eyes. Kurt looked apprehensive, and even more so at Jean's concerned expressions. He hesitated, and managed to utter a near silent whisper.
"What is it, Jean?"
She sighed and shook her head dismissively. "No, it's nothing Kurt. Look... I'm going to go fix us something to eat. Watch Kitty for me while I'm away, alright?"
"Right."
Jean picked up the washbowl, placed it into Kurt's hands, and closed the door behind her. She had slipped it in his arms with a lack of care, and a collective of water gently splashed his image inducers. There was the sudden sound of fizzing and other indicators to a technological malfunction. Kitty was only subconsciously asleep, and reopened her eyes. And there stood the real Kurt: a blue, furry, animal-like creature. The abnormalities in Kurt's mutation compared to normal people didn't elude Kitty in the slightest. There was something about it that finally surprised her, as if she had never seen a person appear so different to such a degree. Her eyes narrowed in fear, and her breath was uneven and near spasmodic.
Meanwhile, Jean was walking down the hallways of the mansion in deep thought. Something just isn't right. My powers could sense Kitty was telling the truth, that she was unfamiliar with the institute... She paused, muttering to herself aloud. Oh no.. She put her hand over her head whenever she became stressed. She remembered what the professor had said. It couldn't be possible, it just couldn't... could be possible that the blast from the machine has effected Kitty's-- There was a piercing shriek interrupting her thoughts. Jean stepped back, startled. She could've sworn that was Kitty. Without a further second thought, she retired back to Kitty's room, as fast as she could move on her two feet.
"What's the matter, Kitty?" said Kurt.
Kitty threw a pillow at him, as she cautiously made her way out of the bed "Get away from me! This place is like, totally freaking me out!"
Kurt looked confused and hurt. "Wait! Where are you going?" He raced her first to the door and cut her off.
She gave out a scream, and violently shoved Kurt into the wall in response to the consumption of her own fear. "Like, leave me alone, freak! I'm going home!" She slipped on a pair of shoes that were lying under the bed, and slammed the door behind her.
Outside, Jean was just approaching the room, when she saw Kitty running from her bedroom. "Hey!" She reached a hand after Kitty. "Where do you think you're going?"
Kitty didn't slow her pace, and continued running down the hallways. As she made it to the foot of the main stairway she passed Scott Summers. He wasn't but so much in her way, so she managed to shove him slightly into the nearest wall and continued running, and with such carelessness that it startled him.
Jean followed far behind. "Kitty!" She panted. "Wait!"
Scott focused his sunshades. "What's up with Kitty? Shouldn't she be in bed?"
Jean shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her. She was in her room, and started screaming, and the next thing I know I'm chasing her around the institute."
"Then there must've been something in her room that frightened her."
"We'd better go check it out. It'd be pointless to go after her now."
Scott nodded seriously. "I'll go ahead with you."
As they almost reached the half opened door, Kurt staggered outside, rubbing his rump. He wasn't in a dramatic deal of pain, but he appeared hurt nonetheless. "What happened to Kitty?"
Scott glanced at him in question. "What happened to you Kurt?"
"It's nothing, I guess. Kitty just freaked out over something and shoved me against the wall."
Jean seemed somewhat surprised. "She did what?!"
"Hmm, that doesn't sound like the Kitty I know." Scott said.
"And call me crazy, but she kinda didn't look like the Kitty I know either." Added Kurt.
Jean was confused. "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Well, when she shoved me, I noticed something, she seemed a bit smaller." He scratched his head. "Her eyes looked a lot more scarier than usual... and I never knew Kitty had hazel eyes."
Jean snapped her fingers. "Of course! I didn't realize it either at first. Kitty had her head down the entire time she was in bed, and I didn't recognize the change."
"But before we investigate this any further, we have to find Kitty. Wherever she is."
Meanwhile, Kitty was shoving her way through the front gates, gaining the attention of the other students. They simply stared in concern without getting in her way. She would shriek at any of them that by chance had managed to be close to her as she approached mansion's main exit. She flinched startled upon noticing the door opened for her by herself, that the entrance monotone recognized her name. Kitty recovered from her bewilderment quickly, and continued running past the gates.
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Okay, not exactly the most "exciting" chapter in the world, but let's take a look at some of the reveiws from last chapter. This is the first installment of my Fan Fic Grams. Where you can ask questions, make a casual reveiw, or suggest things for the story. takes out first letter
Alassea2: I bet she got switched wit da Kitty from the other dimension! This is great, please continue! cybertoodles! P.S. if u like lotr fics, i wrote 1.
Nymph: You never know. And I was thinking about reading your fic (I'm being really serious here), but I haven't seen Lord of the Rings yet, and I don't want to jump into reading the story since I haven't seen the first, since I might get a little lost. But I plan on reading them later, so don't you worry. (Hopefully will have some money left to buy movies after Otakon ;;).
Rook: Don't know whether this would turn into Lancitty. But Kurtty (KurtxKitty) would be nice. Kurt would make a charming daredevil and snob... when it comes to flirting Kitty.
Nymph: I'll think about it. I wasn't really thinking about doing pairings in this story, but I just might, since it WOULD move the story in an interesting direction, I suppose. But I changed the title because the story is mainly just about Kitty, and not any romance. The title had nothing to do with pairings, but you'll figure out why it was there later on.
Rogue14: Really interesting fic. Write more ASAP!
Nymph: I try... But my ideas just don't come to me overnight. I envy how it comes so easy for some people (this is only my second fic). I'll try to get another chapter in by the end of next week.
ldypebsaby: O... this sounds juice. M different Kitty. Will the different Kitty get a long with this worlds Brotherhood? What of the first Kitty? Update soon...I'll be waiting. sits in corner staring
Nymph: The brotherhood will be arriving in the story shortly, so there'll be room for you to figure that one out for yourself. Your other question will probably be answered in the next chapter, if not the chapter after the upcomming one in progress.
Thanks for your reviews, everyone! You're the best! --
"Oh no!" He groaned. "Is she breathing? Tabitha?"
"Hold on for a second!" She snapped. Tabitha placed two fingers on the fleshy area next to the end of her jaw. "She's got a pulse." She placed another finger on Kitty's diaphragm. "She's breathing too, I think."
Forge began to pull at his hair in panic. "What're we going to do?"
"Quit it. We're going to take her to the infirmary room." Tabitha said simply, rolling her eyes at Forge's lack of composure. Just at the same moment, the automatic doors from the laboratory slid open. It was the professor, Jean, and Scott.
"Okay, what's going on up here?" She demanded.
"We were downstairs when we heard voices, so we came back to check it out." Said Scott.
"It's Kitty!" Said Tabitha. "She's in trouble." Jean and the professor didn't waste another moment to move ahead, with Scott lagging behind them. Jean placed her two hands to her mouth. She emotionally responded to the cuts, bruises, and Kitty's disheveled hair. The girl looked like she just came through a war zone. But her greatest concern was her lack of consciousness and mobility.
"What happened here?! Is she going to be alright?" She kneeled next to Kitty at the opposite side to Tabitha.
"I don't know! I was turning off the machine, and there was a charge of lightning that powered the machine. But instead of performing correctly, it attacked Kitty instead."
The professor took a moment to think. "I have a hunch that that machine of yours will need further investigation. But not right now. What's more important is that we get Kitty to some medical attention downstairs. Everyone else agreed. But Forge's concern didn't end there.
"Wait professor! Well... what's going to happen to her?"
The professor honestly shook his head. "I can't tell at this point. From what we know she could be more mentally and physically challenged by this ordeal. She might not wake up." He said. "Still, it's just an educated guess. It's a little too early to tell. Now, if there are no further questions, let's get this girl cleaned up. I'll inform Hank and Ororoe to get the infirmary room ready for an extra patient."
"Yeah professor, we've got it under control. Now lets get a move on it, guys." Scott kneeled under Kitty and cloaked her over his back carefully. Jean supported her over her other arm with a more notably worried look than the others.
That event occurred hours ago. The rain had subdued into sunshine, and the warmth and sweet smell of dew had attracted the bothersome, flocking presense of the resident crows living in the area. The institute was quiet and inactive today. Everyone had caught news of Kitty's disposition like wildfire, and it subtracted the cheerfulness and productivity that day. Almost as if none of the children were willing to do anything remotely for their pleasure out of respect; that it might be considered uncaring that they were on joyrides while Kitty was probably wincing away in pain through the various degrees of bruises and cuts on her body.
Meanwhile, Kitty's eyelids moved slowly. In the darkness of her own subconscious, she could hear voices; whispers that she couldn't quite comprehend. But they felt occupied, and excitable. With an extra exertion of effort, her eyes snapped open, fully awake. She gave a soundly groan, realizing that her body suddenly hurt all over for a reason she couldn't comprehend. Jean Grey and Kurt were the only ones present in the room, Kurt bearing his casual more "human" appearance due to his image inducers. Kitty was in her bedroom; a two-bedroom room that bared an artistic royal ness that indicated wealth and a decent taste of creativity.
"Look, Jean! I think she's finally waking up!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Shh. We don't want to make her anxious."
"Sorry."
Her eyes slowly traced at Jean first, then to Kurt. Her eyes barely faced theirs, and with an awkward shyness that heavily lack even a basic recognition. They had a down-to-earth cynicism to them that made her appear more mature for her age. They were blank; and they didn't even seem to quite recognize the room in the slightest. Kitty appeared to be perfectly healthy, but somewhere within, Jean could sense the exact opposite. Something was wrong, very wrong.
"Kitty?" Jean asked, putting a wet rag to her forehead. "Kitty, are you alright?" She replaced the rag into a washing bowl. For a hiatus, the room was quiet and still. "Is there something wrong?"
She responded with a slow, alert nod. "Where am I?" She whispered. There was a strange, but natural childishness to Kitty's voice that sounded as though it had lacked a more adolescent adaptation if one listened hard enough. Jean didn't seem so keen to, and continued patting Kitty with the cool rag.
"In your room. We brought you here after you Mr. McCoy had you examined after that accident with Forge's experiment in the professor's laboratory." Kurt said, trying to be helpful.
"Forge? Professor?" She asked quizzically, as if she was trying to comprehend a different language.
"Well don't you remember?"
Kitty shook her head. "This isn't my room. I don't know what you're talking about!"
Kurt drew back defensively, and yet his voice kept a joking composure. "Kitty, are you sure you're feeling alright? You live here remember?"
She frowned confusedly. "No I don't! I've never been in this place in my entire life!" Her voice became more and more worrisome. "Is this someone's idea of a joke? Like, where's my mom and dad? I wanna go home right now!"
Jean looked confused and unprepared. But she dismissed her confusion for the sake of maintaining a modicum of order in the room, and placed a hand on Kitty shoulder with comfort. "Now Kitty, I think you've had a long day. Your mom and dad know your here, and they're probably at home right now. Now please lie down and get some rest." She pointed at the cuts that marked her body. "I think you'll need it."
Kitty paused at Jean and sighed, slumping further into the covers. She nodded slowly and obediently placed her head onto the pillows. And closed her eyes. Kurt looked apprehensive, and even more so at Jean's concerned expressions. He hesitated, and managed to utter a near silent whisper.
"What is it, Jean?"
She sighed and shook her head dismissively. "No, it's nothing Kurt. Look... I'm going to go fix us something to eat. Watch Kitty for me while I'm away, alright?"
"Right."
Jean picked up the washbowl, placed it into Kurt's hands, and closed the door behind her. She had slipped it in his arms with a lack of care, and a collective of water gently splashed his image inducers. There was the sudden sound of fizzing and other indicators to a technological malfunction. Kitty was only subconsciously asleep, and reopened her eyes. And there stood the real Kurt: a blue, furry, animal-like creature. The abnormalities in Kurt's mutation compared to normal people didn't elude Kitty in the slightest. There was something about it that finally surprised her, as if she had never seen a person appear so different to such a degree. Her eyes narrowed in fear, and her breath was uneven and near spasmodic.
Meanwhile, Jean was walking down the hallways of the mansion in deep thought. Something just isn't right. My powers could sense Kitty was telling the truth, that she was unfamiliar with the institute... She paused, muttering to herself aloud. Oh no.. She put her hand over her head whenever she became stressed. She remembered what the professor had said. It couldn't be possible, it just couldn't... could be possible that the blast from the machine has effected Kitty's-- There was a piercing shriek interrupting her thoughts. Jean stepped back, startled. She could've sworn that was Kitty. Without a further second thought, she retired back to Kitty's room, as fast as she could move on her two feet.
"What's the matter, Kitty?" said Kurt.
Kitty threw a pillow at him, as she cautiously made her way out of the bed "Get away from me! This place is like, totally freaking me out!"
Kurt looked confused and hurt. "Wait! Where are you going?" He raced her first to the door and cut her off.
She gave out a scream, and violently shoved Kurt into the wall in response to the consumption of her own fear. "Like, leave me alone, freak! I'm going home!" She slipped on a pair of shoes that were lying under the bed, and slammed the door behind her.
Outside, Jean was just approaching the room, when she saw Kitty running from her bedroom. "Hey!" She reached a hand after Kitty. "Where do you think you're going?"
Kitty didn't slow her pace, and continued running down the hallways. As she made it to the foot of the main stairway she passed Scott Summers. He wasn't but so much in her way, so she managed to shove him slightly into the nearest wall and continued running, and with such carelessness that it startled him.
Jean followed far behind. "Kitty!" She panted. "Wait!"
Scott focused his sunshades. "What's up with Kitty? Shouldn't she be in bed?"
Jean shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her. She was in her room, and started screaming, and the next thing I know I'm chasing her around the institute."
"Then there must've been something in her room that frightened her."
"We'd better go check it out. It'd be pointless to go after her now."
Scott nodded seriously. "I'll go ahead with you."
As they almost reached the half opened door, Kurt staggered outside, rubbing his rump. He wasn't in a dramatic deal of pain, but he appeared hurt nonetheless. "What happened to Kitty?"
Scott glanced at him in question. "What happened to you Kurt?"
"It's nothing, I guess. Kitty just freaked out over something and shoved me against the wall."
Jean seemed somewhat surprised. "She did what?!"
"Hmm, that doesn't sound like the Kitty I know." Scott said.
"And call me crazy, but she kinda didn't look like the Kitty I know either." Added Kurt.
Jean was confused. "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Well, when she shoved me, I noticed something, she seemed a bit smaller." He scratched his head. "Her eyes looked a lot more scarier than usual... and I never knew Kitty had hazel eyes."
Jean snapped her fingers. "Of course! I didn't realize it either at first. Kitty had her head down the entire time she was in bed, and I didn't recognize the change."
"But before we investigate this any further, we have to find Kitty. Wherever she is."
Meanwhile, Kitty was shoving her way through the front gates, gaining the attention of the other students. They simply stared in concern without getting in her way. She would shriek at any of them that by chance had managed to be close to her as she approached mansion's main exit. She flinched startled upon noticing the door opened for her by herself, that the entrance monotone recognized her name. Kitty recovered from her bewilderment quickly, and continued running past the gates.
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Okay, not exactly the most "exciting" chapter in the world, but let's take a look at some of the reveiws from last chapter. This is the first installment of my Fan Fic Grams. Where you can ask questions, make a casual reveiw, or suggest things for the story. takes out first letter
Alassea2: I bet she got switched wit da Kitty from the other dimension! This is great, please continue! cybertoodles! P.S. if u like lotr fics, i wrote 1.
Nymph: You never know. And I was thinking about reading your fic (I'm being really serious here), but I haven't seen Lord of the Rings yet, and I don't want to jump into reading the story since I haven't seen the first, since I might get a little lost. But I plan on reading them later, so don't you worry. (Hopefully will have some money left to buy movies after Otakon ;;).
Rook: Don't know whether this would turn into Lancitty. But Kurtty (KurtxKitty) would be nice. Kurt would make a charming daredevil and snob... when it comes to flirting Kitty.
Nymph: I'll think about it. I wasn't really thinking about doing pairings in this story, but I just might, since it WOULD move the story in an interesting direction, I suppose. But I changed the title because the story is mainly just about Kitty, and not any romance. The title had nothing to do with pairings, but you'll figure out why it was there later on.
Rogue14: Really interesting fic. Write more ASAP!
Nymph: I try... But my ideas just don't come to me overnight. I envy how it comes so easy for some people (this is only my second fic). I'll try to get another chapter in by the end of next week.
ldypebsaby: O... this sounds juice. M different Kitty. Will the different Kitty get a long with this worlds Brotherhood? What of the first Kitty? Update soon...I'll be waiting. sits in corner staring
Nymph: The brotherhood will be arriving in the story shortly, so there'll be room for you to figure that one out for yourself. Your other question will probably be answered in the next chapter, if not the chapter after the upcomming one in progress.
Thanks for your reviews, everyone! You're the best! --