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She was warm. Wanda snuggled against the heat source, not thinking much about its soft texture or the faint, regular throb that sounded. Something was pulling her closer and she complied, rubbing her face against the warm, almost velvety surface.
Kurt opened one eye suddenly, wondering why he could hardly move and puzzled as to the tiled wall that coldly pressed against his bare back. He yawned, trying to shift and freezing at the indignant squeak.
He carefully looked down to his chest.
Wanda slowly looked up.
Their noses practically touched and the woman leapt off the bed, tumbling to the ground and trying to hide in the paper thin blanket. Kurt was scrabbling for something to hide with too, blushing as he didn't know where to look with Wanda who was only in her underwear, the same predicament as him.
He settled to watch the wall.
"…So…?" The blue mutant asked the air.
"Did you do this? Can you…mess with people's minds or something?"
"I vas going to ask you zhe same thing!" He turned and spun back to the wall. "Wanda, please, cover yourself!"
"I am! You cover yourself!"
"Vith vhat? Ze air!"
From just outside, there came a chuckle and, glancing round, both mutants realised that one wall was composed entirely of glass. Standing on the other side of this was a tall, well built man with dark, cruel eyes.
He was smiling.
Kurt growled. "Vhy have you done zhis to us? I demand zhat you get some zing for her to vear at least!"
The scarlet witch blushed before going to conjure a hex bolt.
Nothing happened.
The man laughed again. "It seems that you've finally realised that you're my prisoners now. You'll also discover the collars on your necks will inhibit any telepathic communication." He sighed as both mutants only now seemed to realise that they had the devises.
"Vhy do I have a bell on mine?" Kurt rattled it, cocking his head as it jingled.
"At least mine has an ankh." Wanda shrugged, the sheet wrapped around her like a conservative toga. "Now, do what he said and get me some clothes! And him too!"
"In a moment, first I must explain your bracelet, dear child, oh, and yours is on your tail. Those act as -"
Kurt sighed. "Neuron inhibitors zhat block zhe nervous pathways zhat vould other vise allow us to use our powers, ja?"
"That is…correct."
"Ha! You so clamped him!" Wanda grinned before looking at the man, already her fear of him was lessening. "Clothes, now."
The man waved his hand and a small opening appeared in the glass, big enough to allow a tray to be passed through. "Dress and eat. I'll speak to you both later."
"Do you have a name?" Kurt called, waiting until he was given a cue from the witch as to when he could turn round.
"You can call me your drill sergeant, for now." He left, his footfalls sounding fainter until they vanished.
Wanda dressed quickly before clearing her throat. The blue mutant turned round and froze in shock, his pupil-less eyes giving away no hints as his eyes travelled over her. She blushed, aware that the skin tight shorts exposed a lot of flesh and hid nothing of her figure. Her belly top was short, emphasising how low her shorts were.
"Close your mouth and get changed." She snapped, watching her bare feet.
"Oh, traurig." He grabbed the baggy, combat style shorts that had been left for him and pulled them on. Kurt grabbed them again as they nearly fell straight off, his squeak of alarm causing Wanda to look at him.
She started on his face, her eyes travelling down to his thick collar, much more masculine than hers, even with the ridiculously oversized bell. Her eyes travelled further, across the thick blue fur on his slender chest and she was relieved when, after tracing the line of his hips with her eyes, the hem of his trousers appeared.
"Vhy are you suddenly breathless?" He grinned coyly before looking at the tray and moaning in horror.
"What's wrong with the food?" Wanda asked quickly, wanting off the topic of her ogling. It looked quite good to her, steak actually, with potatoes and vegetables. And the portions were generous in her opinion.
But not Kurt's, apparently. "Zhere's practically nothing!"
The scarlet witch looked at him levelly. "You can have some of my mash, if you want. I won't finish that."
She was surprised when he hugged her.
But not so much when she saw him smiling softly.
The drill sergeant looked at the monitors, but in particular at one that was also being observed by a woman in a lab coat. She noticed this and indicated it.
"They appear to be a couple." She glanced at the blue mutant on the monitor. "I don't quite like the idea of that one being in the gene pool."
"He's strong."
"It doesn't matter I suppose. According to my statistics; he needs extra food, at least twice that much." She glanced at him, watching the man levelly. "Do you think he's worth the costs?"
The man laughed. "He's a teleporter, can't you see the possibilities? We'll never catch another – I don't know if there's anymore like him."
"That's a blessing."
The mans smile faded. "And the girl, to be able to control probability, the power that she has is limitless, if she can control it."
"And if not?"
A soft smile touched his eyes. "We don't want to upset the couple now, do we? Their cooperation would be much better appreciated than use of force."
Nodding, the woman smiled. "I guess that relationship can be used in our favour. She's more likely to do what we want, but his morals are deep set."
Chuckling, the drill sergeant indicated the silent screens. "Look at that, even in this place, they're both playing."
"Wanda, relax."
"Let go of me you…you…fur ball!" She tried to escape his grip, but he had her pinned against the tiled wall, her back to his chest.
"You didn't seem to mind mien fur zhis morning!"
She spun round and slapped him. "How dare you even mention that!"
"I'm not zhe vun trying to break zhe glass down! You'll hurt yourself even if it did give way!"
"Well I want out! I don't want them controlling me!" She shoved him off.
Kurt laughed and sat down on the bunk, watching her with his golden eyes. "Ja? Has it never occurred to you zhat everything ve do is controlled by others? Ve have no free vill, ve don't even have rights! Ve're monsters, demons…" He looked at his hands before lying down and facing the wall.
Wanda was torn. She knew he had her best interests at heart, he had stopped her because she'd get in trouble, it was obvious. Sighing, she moved over to the bunk, the only bunk and sat down beside him, near his feet.
"Look, you're right, it was a dumb idea, what would I have done if I had gotten out?"
Silence.
"Kurt?" She prodded his toes and they moved away. "Come on, we're the only ones here, we should stick together."
Still nothing.
Thinking, she replayed his words. "Ah, this is your demon comment, right? Well we're not demons and they'll come round to the fact sooner or later." She prodded his feet again and paused when she realised that she had touched something that wasn't covered in fur.
Grabbing it, she looked at the criss-cross of blue skin and realised in horror what they were.
"You're wrong." He looked at her. "Zhey vill only realise vhen it is too late."
"They…they burned you?"
"At a stake. Had zhe torches and pitchforks out too." He pulled his feet away. "Leave me alone."
Wanda folded her arms and pouted, realising after a moment that he wasn't looking at her any more. She caught his foot again, more to provoke him than for any real reason – she needed proof that he was capable of some emotions other than sorrow and worry.
He snarled.
That was a new one. She opened her eyes and winced when she realised that the floor was definitely biting into her back, his weight, though light, was not helping as it pressed down on her.
"Vhat part of 'leave me alone' vas too hard to understand?" Kurt stopped suddenly, pulling back in surprise. "Sorry, I vasn't thinking. Its zhis place, its grating on me." He tried to pull her up and toppled over.
"How can you pin me down but you can't even help me get up?" The Scarlet Witch asked in good nature, rubbing her shoulder and smiling as she sat on the bed. It was going to come up sooner or later and she sighed. "Do you want the bed?"
He grinned, jumping up next to her. "Here, let me help." He started to rub her shoulder before continuing. "You can have zhe bed."
"But you'll be on the floor!"
"Nein, zhe ceiling."
"That's worse!" She exclaimed, turning to look at him and freezing, again she was only millimetres from his face. His light breath made her hair flick into her eyes and Kurt brushed it away, smiling tenderly.
"I'll be fine." The blue mutant hopped up and, after catching the wall, fell down again. "I forgot, ve can't use our abilities." With a determined flick of his tail, Kurt tried again, scrabbling before he caught hold of a well placed rope that was one of many on the ceiling. "See?"
Wanda frowned. "Why is there rope on the ceiling?"
"That'll be for when we can trust you both not to escape." The drill sergeant looked at them both through the glass. "I want you both working at all times on your general strength as well as your mutant powers, since he has a natural ability to climb on things, we thought it best to give him that option."
Kurt looked at the rope. "But I can't use mien ability because of zhe band."
"Quite right." Pulling out a remote, he pressed a button and the ropes retracted into the ceiling, causing Kurt to fall to the ground.
The blue mutant landed nimbly before glowering at the man. "You should be more careful."
"Why?"
Eyes narrowing, he flashed his incisors. "You don't vant your precious little soldiers being hurt now, do you?"
"Soldiers?" Wanda frowned. "Why soldiers?"
"Because you have an unknown advantage over other troops." The man filled in. "Now, I believe you have to go under some testing for the moment, but you'll both be returned here shortly."
He smiled a very cold smile.
"Would you like some more tea?" The old doctor smiled brightly, offering Wanda yet more biscuits. "You're so thin, and you'll need the energy."
"Why would I need energy?" She asked, accepting the cup and wondering why, after a general physical examination, she hadn't had more done to her.
The man seemed to know what she was thinking. "We have a lot of information based on our observations of you." He shrugged. "I'm afraid your partner was a harder subject to study."
"Partner?" Wanda frowned. "You mean Kurt?"
"Oh, not team partners, I know, I know." The doctor waved his hand, smiling with a little glint in his eye. "Now, time to test your body's limits, all you have to do is cross this little room…"
The 'little room' looked like a hyped up danger room to Wanda. With a gulp, she made to run across but was stopped by a number of horrors that she had to hex, most turned on each other but still, it was hard work.
Half way across, the ceiling caved in and she froze as the metal shards slammed in a circle around her.
The doctor appeared, taking notes. "You'll have to repeat that a few more times for my results, you never lasted long enough really…"
Kurt had the female doctor that had been observing him on the monitors. For some reason, the drill sergeant was also there, watching as the mutant was poked and prodded with less grace than a dog at the vets.
The blue mutant snapped finally, biting the air in warning just inches from her hand.
He was shocked when he was hit across the nose.
She appeared shocked that he actually yelped.
The drill sergeant laughed. "I think that's enough for his physical analysis. Tell me, what abilities do you have that we can't tell from a physical examination?"
"If you tickle mien stomach, mien leg kicks uncontrollably."
The woman dropped her clipboard and walked away to the other side of the room.
"Really, you should try it!" Kurt called after her, presuming that she was leaving. He regretted his words as she turned, coming back with a tray.
"I'll remember that." She replied calmly as she picked up a sharp looking object.
Kurt gulped. "Err, I can also see in zhe dark and blend into zhe shadows."
"Good." The sharp implement was lowered. "You have a lot of scar tissue on your feet, why?"
The German looked away, not answering.
With a sigh, the drill sergeant moved over and grabbed Kurt by his hair, pulling his head back. "Come on, talk."
Kurt hissed.
The man grabbed the collar, slamming the mutant against the table. "Talk, you know you'll only get hurt."
The German mutant growled as his mind thought quickly and settled on a good enough lie. "Vhen I vas little, I vas clumsy and I kept valking on things – I cant very vell buy shoes, can I?"
Shaking her head, the doctor indicated for Kurt to be released. "Now, I think he needs smartened up after we do a few physicals."
Why did he really not like the sound of that?
She was upset and despite trying so hard, she had ended up crying on the pillow on the only bunk in her tiny cell. The place was a prison as far as she was concerned and she was a prisoner.
Wanda wanted to be free and she was so tired and sore she didn't think she had the energy to get out.
The glass panel slid open and Kurt was thrown in, after a moment, he picked himself up and lumbered to the bed where he pretty much collapsed next to her.
The girl stifled a scream, he looked a wreck. His fur was tussled, his hair cropped roughly in chunks and he seemed to have lost half his body weight in just a few hours. Cautiously, she prodded him.
"Nien, don't do zhat."
"How many trials did they put you through? I went through eleven, got trapped by the ceiling spikes every time."
"You need to vork on your all round focus – an enemy can easily come behind as they can in front." He smiled slowly. "I vent through it at least eight times, zhen zhey vent crazy about making me perform my trapeze act."
She nodded, possessively cuddling the pillow. "I want to go home."
"Me too." Kurt looked at her, frowning. "You've been crying." He sat up slowly, trying to pretend that he wasn't hurting. "Its ok, ve'll get out soon – Xavier is going to freak vhen he realises zhat I'm missing."
"The guys at the boarding house will be celebrating that I'm gone." She started to cry again and blinked when she felt strong furry arms enclose around her, one three fingered hand stroking her hair.
"Don't cry, zhen zhey vin if you do. Zhis is just another fight, zhats all, and you just have to fight."
"But I don't want to."
"Every vun does things zhey don't vant to." He smiled. "And every vun does things zhey later regret to."
She snorted. "They won't regret this."
His breath tickled in her ear as he whispered. "Then ve'll make zhem."
And for the first time that day, she smiled.
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