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There was a loud, shrill buzz that echoed through the room. Kurt growled against the sound, wanting to go back to sleep. Lying against his chest, Wanda growled also, pulling the blanket over her head.
"Come on, rise and shine, kiddies." It was the drill sergeant again and, laughing, he pushed a button on his remote.
The sprinklers came on, shocking the pair awake with ice cold water.
"Oh man, I'm going to smell like vet dog…"
Wanda wrinkled her nose. "It's not that bad." She picked at her wet top and sighed. "We're up, now what?"
"Breakfast, red tub for you, lass and the blue ones for…well, it's pretty obvious."
Kurt growled and was surprised when Wanda caught his collar.
"Don't let him get to you." She hissed quietly.
The drill sergeant smiled. "Exactly, you don't want to lose now, do you? So tell me, what are you names?"
"Scarlet Witch."
"Nightcrawler."
"How suiting." With not as much as a glance more, the man left the pair.
"He listened in on us!" Wanda sat down on the floor and sighed. "Cant we have any privacy?"
The blue mutant was shaking in anger. "Vhen ve get out of here, I'm going to…to…" He growled, his damp fur bristling.
She held out the blue container. "Come on, eat."
Sighing, he took it and frowned, picking out two parcels. One had dry clothes in it and the other was some freeze dried excuse for food. "Zhey planned zhis…"
"Cool it, Kurt, your letting them get to you." Wanda took out her dry clothes, relieved to realise that they were simple slacks and a jumper. A glance revealed that Kurt's was the exact same outfit as he was wearing at the moment.
"Fine." He started eating; deciding to dress once the hole in his stomach was full. "I hope ve get out of here soon."
"We will." The scarlet witch smiled gently, leaning over to rub the damp fur on his arm. After a moment, she changed, happy to note that he stared at the floor. Standing as she didn't want to get wet, she watched as he finally sighed, getting changed. Wanda couldn't help but watch, curious as to how his tail merged with his spine.
He glanced back as he fastened his trousers, smiling curiously as he spotted her watching.
She looked away quickly.
"Now vhat?" Kurt asked calmly.
"I don't know. Everywhere is wet so we can't even sit." The Scarlet Witch moaned suddenly. "It's the creepy guy!"
"Who?"
She hid behind him. "He's a doctor – keeps giving me tea and biscuits."
"Can ve swap? Mien keeps hitting me if I growl." Kurt chuckled, sighing once Wanda was taken out. He looked about the cell blankly, trying to figure out some way to entertain himself.
There was a chap on the tiles. "Come on, blue."
"Oh, guten tag, sarge." Kurt grinned, trying to unnerve the man.
It didn't seem to work. "Come on, we've got a surprise for you."
He was acting the goat. The drill sergeant growled at the blue mutant who just sat on the floor, staring blankly at the equipment about him. The man picked Kurt up by the tail, annoyed that the mutant seemed nonplussed, and dumped him on the treadmill.
Kurt stayed put, the machine causing him to move backwards before falling off the end, landing in a crumpled heap.
The drill sergeant's eye twitched. "Get your furry ass moving, I want to see you do these tests now!"
The mutant stayed silent, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Growling, the man hit him across the head before grabbing his hair and pulling him up. "You don't want to train? Fine. You can answer my questions instead."
Kurt patiently waited.
The man shook him before pinning him against the ground on his stomach, Kurt's arm twisted behind his back at a painful angle. "Aright then, tell me, who gave birth to a freak like you and actually let you live?"
"Mien family is…complicated." The German confessed, hissing as his arm was wrenched further.
"What is the name of your mother?"
"Margali."
The drill sergeant nodded at the female doctor who wrote it down. "A surname?"
"Wagner."
The woman shook her head. "According to the records, he was adopted by the Wagner's."
Kurt gritted his teeth as his arm was wrenched again.
"Tell the truth this time."
"Mien mother tried to drown me! Vhy must you know her name vhen even I don't know it?" He wasn't lying, Kurt wasn't sure if Raven was Mystiques real name or not. It seemed to pass the test, however, as the hold was loosened slightly, enough for him to try and escape.
He met with the wall, then the floor before a foot was placed into his side.
The drill sergeant squatted down next to the curled up mutant. "Tell me, how did you get so badly scarred? You're an acrobat, acrobats aren't clumsy."
"I don't vear shoes." The blue mutant stuck to his original story.
"Let's try this again." The man booted the mutant before grabbing him by the collar. "Where did the scars come from?"
Kurt spat.
Wiping it off, the sergeant smiled icily before clamping one large hand over Kurt's face, gripping tightly.
Then everything went wrong.
Kurt was small again, running through the streets of a small German town in fear as the mob chased him. He was now on the stake, the smoke overpowering as he begged for forgiveness. More running. More mobs. Stephan. Screaming and blood, so much blood.
Then the flames licked his feet, licked his mind and all that wasn't scorched was fear, fear of humanity and a dark hatred of his own soul.
He was practically dropped, panting. Kurt glanced up at the drill sergeant, noting that the man was as breathless as he.
"You're a mutant too." He coughed his throat sore as if he had repeated every scream he had uttered in his entire life.
The man grunted. "If you behave, you can climb the ranks. It's not a prison here, it's a business and we want to rid the earth of all scum, not just mutants."
Clearing her throat, the woman looked at them both, bored. "Lovely speech, but the results of his mind swipe?"
"He was burned, just developing his climbing abilities when they cut out, as their prone to do for developing powers, and he fell in the fire."
Kurt didn't utter a word as he was dragged back to his cell, entering shock as he had been made to relive every torturous moment in his life in only a matter of seconds.
Wanda looked up as she was finally allowed to return to her cell. She had been sitting, nice and quietly, alone in a small white room for the better part of an hour. Just seeing life made her suddenly happy, she wasn't alone any more.
Then her eyes settled on Kurt and her smile faded as she ran over to him and looked into his hollow, sunken eyes.
"What have they done to you?"
There was a chuckle before the sergeant answered, leaning against the glass. "No one here has done anything to him, well, he was knocked about a bit but that's all. I only reminded him what other people have done to him." He laughed again before leaving.
The scarlet witch touched the blue mutants face and winced as he flinched away, looking at her with wary eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you, not like what they've been doing to you."
"They done nothing zhough. Just opened mien eyes."
She frowned, reaching out slowly to brush some of his brutally cut hair from his eyes. Wanda gently traced over the soft fur on his face and sharp cheekbones, letting him know that she wasn't going to hurt him.
He looked at her, his golden eyes dull. "Zhey made me see zhe fire, feel its flames lick mien feet. But zhat vasn't zhe vorst, I saw zhem."
"Saw who?" Wanda asked gently, sitting him up and pulling the blanket over her lap.
He laughed; it was a cold sound as he looked at her, eyes burning. "Zhem. Zhe people who have caused me so much pain, so much misery, zhe people I alvays vanted to be! And for vhat? So I could be blind to my own reflection? So I vouldn't have to face mien fears?"
"We all want to hide, Kurt. In the mental home, I hated the people too, but I wanted to be them at the same time. I wanted freedom, like you do."
Kurt smiled at her and gently wrapped his arms around her, smoothing her hair with one hand. "Ja, ve all vant to fly, but mien wings have long since been clipped by humanity. I'm not allowed to fly."
"I'll take you." The Scarlet witch promised suddenly, cupping his face in her hands. "I'll take you flying; we can go wherever you want."
"But fallen angels can never return to zhe gates of heaven."
She paused, letting her hands fall to his chest. "And witches aren't allowed there either, Kurt. But I can fly, so you can come too, even if we only visit."
The blue mutants face lit up with a soft smile, a rare one that she had only seen once before, before he had left the coffee shop.
"That's what I want to see, Kurt." She cuddled up to his chest, listening to the beat of his heart. "Why do you always grin with the others? I've only ever seen you smile properly twice now."
He chuckled suddenly, cradling her. "It's a secret smile." Kurt gently lifted her face so that their eyes met. "But I have more reason to complain, I have only seen yours just once."
Wanda couldn't control the tiny smile that flickered to her lips.
"Zhat is much better. Are you tired?"
"A little."
"Do you vant me to sing you asleep?"
The idea made her laugh. "Go on, what song is it? And it better not be in German."
He pulled a theatrically hurt look before snuggling down deeper, taking his usual spot by the wall. "Just close your eyes."
Wanda smiled as she did so, listening to the beat of his heart and feeling the warmth from his fur. For a moment, the room was silent and she thought he really wasn't going to sing.
Then his soft voice gently filled the room, the words taking away the harshness of the walls and the cold in her heart.
"Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me.
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me.
So use it and prove it
Remove this swirling sadness.
I'm losing, I'm bluesing
But you can save me from my madness.
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me.
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me.
So save me, I'm waiting.
I'm needing, hear me pleading
And soothe me, improve me
I'm grieving, I'm barely believing now, now
When you are flying around and around the world
And I'm lying alonely
I know there's something sacred and free reserved
And received by me only.
"How sweet, he's singing." The woman doctor watched the monitors for a moment before turning to the drill sergeant who was also watching the screens. "Well, should I make a note of this change in behaviour?"
"No, it could very well just be a habit of theirs before falling asleep." The man watched the woman nod before going to another monitor. He moved over and watched the blue mutant singing and he also listened to the words.
He smiled slowly, a soft smile.
The sergeant planned on letting all his soldiers fly one day.
She was sure that she could get used to this.
Wanda smiled lightly as she snuggled deeper into Kurt's thick fur, not bothering at all anymore about such facts that he was both an x-man, and male.
It appeared the blue mutant however was still slightly bashful at that fact as he opened his eyes and practically leapt away from her and muttered something about her needing her space and not fur.
The woman grabbed him, shoved him back into place and proceeded to get comfortable again.
Oh yes, Pietro would have a fit if he could only see this.
"What's so funny, Wanda?"
"I'm thinking about Pietro."
The German frowned then started to laugh. "He vould freak if he saw zhis, ja?"
"Oh yeah." Nodding, Wanda propped her head on her hands and watched as Kurt watched her. "So tell me, is your tail normally this active in the morning, or does it just like to wrap itself about my ankles?"
He grinned wickedly. "Please take all complaints regarding mien tail to mien tail; it can handle its own responsibilities." His grin darkened. "Unless you'd like me to remove it to another part of your person?"
"Now, now, Mr Wagner, you shouldn't make such suggestions to an impressionable woman such as myself." She batted her eyelashes and laughed.
"Vell, ve could test zhat theory if -"
The loud morning alarm sounded.
Both mutants scrambled out of the bed and got ready as quickly as possible as the sergeant strolled to their cell.
"Morning." He watched them both acknowledge him. "I see you've learned since yesterday's incident. Good, you're quick learners; you might actually live for longer than a week here."
Kurt snorted, muttering something foul in German as he battled with his latest garment – combat shorts identical to the ones he had worn for the previous two days.
"What was that, blue?" The sergeant perked an eyebrow. "Or can you translate, red?"
The Scarlet witch bristled. "Don't call me that! That's Miss Perfect's nickname!"
"Whose?" The man frowned and flicked through a small notebook before nodding. "Miss Jean Grey, am I right?"
Puzzled, and slightly surprised, both the prisoners nodded.
"We didn't want her; she didn't cut the standards for this project."
Wanda cheered and started to dance as Kurt quirked an eyebrow.
"Are ve supposed to be delighted or offended by zhat comment?"
"Oh, delighted." The sergeant smiled, watching the pair curiously. "You're both now part of an elite force, one that selects only the very best of mutants for its members."
The German shook his head. "You shouldn't vaste your time, flattery vill get you nowhere." He glanced at Wanda who nodded, her dancing finished for the time being.
"I don't flatter, I only state facts." The man laughed darkly. "Now, you'll both be running drills today, together, with another two mutants, both of whom are your highers and will be respected as such."
"Yes, sir." Wanda drawled sarcastically, following the blue mutant out of the cell.
The two mutants watched the new comers calmly. One was dressed in tight fitting and revealing clothes, her eyes darkened by make up and glitter adorned her cheeks as she checked her perfectly painted nails.
The other was male and looked stereotypically Irish with dirty fair hair and soft features. His eyes were darkened by seeing too many things happen that he shouldn't have seen.
The sergeant smiled at them all. "The girl in make up is Dazzler; she uses sound to make crystals and light. The blond guy is Banshee, he produces a whole range of sound, used often by Dazzler, and his voice is capable of cutting through objects and giving him the gift of flight."
Wanda picked up instantly on Kurt's tiny growl and she squeezed his three fingered hand. They'd fly together one day.
Turning, the sergeant indicated the young mutants to the older ones. Both showed little interest as Wanda was indicated, the blue mutant hidden by the shadows.
"This is Scarlet Witch, she can affect probability and uses 'hex' bolts. And the other one-"
"You've gone off yer rocker, Sarge, there's just one."
The man turned round and sighed. "Nightcrawler, get out of the shadows where we can all see you. He blends into the shadows, sees in the dark, can scale walls and -"
Dazzler screamed before hiding behind Banshee. "That things a freak!"
"Can teleport, his current range is unknown to us." Sarge continued unabated to the woman's panic. "Banshee, will you get her to calm down?"
The Irish man nodded, apparently unphased by the blue furred youth. "You can go on now, Sarge; I'll explain the drill to them."
Nodding, the man left the room which remained silent for all of a minute before Dazzler broke it.
"I am not going near that demon!"
Wanda growled. "He's more human than you are!"
Sighing, Kurt shared a weary look with Banshee. "I do apologise for zhis, but mien appearance often causes such reactions."
The man laughed. "You've got an old head on those shoulders. Now, Dazzler, will you shut up?" His smile faded. "Or do you want us all punished because of your own prejudices to one of our own?"
It worked, the woman falling silent. "Just explain the drill." She muttered finally, warily watching Kurt.
"Right, we have to go into the outer grounds and locate and retrieve a selected item, we will receive the information in a moment and have exactly three hours to complete the task and have it in this room waiting."
"That doesn't sound too bad." Wanda smiled at Kurt. "It's like a treasure hunt."
Dazzler sneered suddenly. "Shows how naive you are, little girl. If you think this is an easy task, then I hope you get fried by one of the guards."
The blue mutant frowned. "Vhat are ve up against, Banshee?"
The older woman glowered at the mutant. "Hey! Don't ignore me!"
"Robots mainly, other mutants also pitch in, some for a laugh, others are serious and want to get the 'treasure' too. There are the security systems, the guards and all that too. Also, those pretty little bands, they're designed to give electric shocks, so don't get seen or our group gets shocked."
For a moment, the room was silent.
Wanda cleared her throat. "I've heard worse."
That started Dazzler off again.
The two men sighed in unison.
"Traurig." Kurt smiled wearily. "Would you mind my asking you something?"
"Not at all."
"I haven't been trained much for zhis sort of thing, Scarlet Witch less so, so, in truth, what are our chances?"
Banshee laughed dryly. "Oh, if we can pull together as a team, we've got a good chance." He looked at him. "And you'll be good at that, what with being part of the x-men, but the rest of us, we're solitary and you're girl, she fights for the other side."
"What are you implying?"
"Nothing, nothing." The man shook his head. "Just that, if you get on so well with your enemies, then we wont have any problems, will we?"
Kurt felt confused, not sure if the remark was catty or not. "I don't understand, mien English is…not so good."
Nodding, Banshee smiled. "It was a comment, that's all. It's a snide if we fail."
"And if ve pass?"
"Then it's a compliment."
It had taken them three and a half minutes to exit the building; they had been given five before the alarm would sound for the 'games' to begin. The message had explained that there were two prizes at stake here.
If you brought back neither in the three hours, you got punished.
If you brought back one, you were treated as normal.
If you brought back both, you got upgraded.
There was four teams in total playing, all wanted to get both prizes.
In a small huddle the group looked at their information again to see if they could think of any solutions to the problem. All it said was 'look in the dark and look in the light. Both are in the heart of different labyrinths. Beware the Minotaur.'
There was a fast spoken debate as to what that meant.
Banshee silenced them all. "We have one minute left here, let's not waste it. Right, it's pretty obvious that the 'light' one will be in the complex, it's a labyrinth and the place is never dark. The heart would be…"
"The control room?" Wanda suggested, suddenly smiling. "And the dark, in contrast, has to be outside."
Nightcrawler nodded. "Is zhere any vhere under ground?"
The two older ones exchanged a worried glance.
It was Dazzler who spoke. "There are old mines under here – they're used mainly as entry and exit points to avoid detection from various government forces and stuff. That place is a real labyrinth – a lot of mutants go in and don't come out."
Kurt smiled. "It's in zhere."
"We'll never get out again." Dazzler argued.
"Kurt?" Wanda felt compelled to suddenly ask a silly question. "Where are we, right now?"
"61 degrees north, 157 degrees west – Alaska." He shrugged at the dumbfounded looks before grinning. "61.9475 and negative 157.6348 to be more exact. I can also tell how high I am off the ground, and how far below. We'll be fine in the tunnels, trust me." The smile darkened. "Think of me as the string that Theseus used to find his way out of the Labyrinth."
Wanda laughed. "Just let us fight the minotaur then."
Nodding, Banshee started to walk. "Aye, lass, I think that's an excellent suggestion, after all, we don't want our navigator hurt."
The tunnels were cold, damp and smelled of mould, every movement was magnified by a hundred and in moments, the mutants began to feel claustrophobic.
They had entered through a small cave like entrance that Banshee had discovered once and now relied on Kurt's inane sense of direction to guide them, to take them to the treasure and then back out.
It was a shame none of them could actually see him in the shadows.
Wanda was firmly gripping his tail and had Dazzler holding her other hand. Banshee was taking the rear, holding the woman's free hand.
There was a loud, feminine curse and everyone stopped, wildly looking about in the dark.
The Scarlet witch nervously laughed. "Sorry, I kicked this metal box – what was the probability of me finding it?"
"Knowing you, frauline, very high indeed." Kurt chuckled.
Banshee frowned. "Don't get too excited, more often than nought they place booby traps down for us to find." He edged to the box and indicated for Dazzler to approach the other side. "On the count of three, I open, if it jumps or looks like it's gonna blow, blast it."
"Sure."
"One, two, three!"
There was an expectant pause before everyone glanced into the box to see a…torch.
"I feel cheated." Kurt announced, picking it out of the box and chuckling, switching it on so that they could read the note attached to it.
"It says 'the heart is near, just feel for its pulse but be careful, the minotaur has one also'."
Carefully, they continued on their quest of sorts. It was taking longer than they had all hoped, but in the dark, the sense of time tends to wonder off, seconds becoming minutes and minutes, hours.
"Is it just me, or is it starting to get really warm?" Dazzler panted.
"Ve're under zhe generators, cant you hear zhem?"
The Scarlet Witch paused. "Generators? As in the life force of the building, its heart?"
Kurt was silent for a long moment. "Perhaps."
"Where did you plan on taking us?" Banshee was compelled to ask.
"I vas going to keep going until I vas told vhere you vanted to go."
Banshee snarled and hit him. "You idiot! We could all be punished for you're idiocy!"
"Calm down." Wanda's hands flared green as she charged up her hex bolts, how she had missed them… She smiled coldly. "Now, back off and let's go treasure hunting."
Everyone did so obediently.
It was Banshee who found the chest and, after opening it cautiously, they were all pleased to pocket a black key. Turning he came face to face with a very large robotic spider. "Err; I believe I found the minotaur."
It clicked its robotic mandibles before lunging.
Screaming, Banshee shattered the spider and smiled triumphantly at the others. "Well, that wasn't so bad."
Kurt cleared his throat. "Zhere are ten behind you and over a hundred on zhe ceiling."
"I think we should slowly retreat." Scarlet Witch conjured up more bolts.
"Ja, zhat's a good idea."
The light was actually sore on their eyes once they reached the surface after so long underground. The mutants all checked their times, noting that they had exactly an hour and a half left.
It had been much quicker returning to the surface than it had been leaving it.
Kurt stretched, flexing his spine and tail before yawning. "Now vhat?"
"I am never going down there again." Dazzler declared.
"I didn't think it was so bad." The young woman replied, watching out for any signs of danger.
"Only because you had lover demon there."
The blue mutant caught Wanda. "Leave it, she's not vorth it."
"She called you a demon!"
"So have lots of people, you can't go and kill zhem all!" He smiled when that sobered her up. "Come on; let's get zhis over vith, ja?"
She smiled darkly. "Only if I get the wall tonight."
"Ja, sure, I vould be honoured if you did."
"I don't want the wall anymore." She stated quickly. "But I do want…"
"Come on, you two, this way." Banshee interrupted, unable to hide his smile at their young antics. Perhaps the head on the boy wasn't as old as he had originally thought.
Kurt's smile faded as he looked at the building. "Ve should enter from zhe roof, zhey vont be expecting it as every vun else vould have used zhe corridors or basement levels."
Perhaps the head was quite old after all.
The blue mutant paused, looking at them all. "Can you fly, Dazzler?"
"Banshee carries me if we need to travel in the air." She looked at him scathingly. "I know you can't and witch over there can't carry you or me."
He laughed darkly. "I may have lost mien vings, but fallen angels have other vays to travel." And he vanished in a puff of smoke.
Wanda smiled and watched him reappear a few feet away. She knew she was safe in that exact moment, and even loved in a way when her secret smile was returned.
It was easy, moving with silent stealth through the corridors of the building, the security had been lax about the roof, as had been suspected and breaching it had been child's play.
Moving down, the Scarlet Witch simply hexed all the cameras they neared so that they went unseen and if she couldn't do that, or someone appeared, then Banshee or Dazzler where quick to deal with them.
Nightcrawler had chosen to walk on the ceiling, checking turns and corners, signalling when they should retreat or move on.
In short, they reached the central chamber with no real confrontation and entered the room only to find that another group had the white key in their grasp.
They eyed one another warily.
Kurt turned to Banshee. "How long do ve have to get to zhe room?"
"Ten minutes."
"Zhats more zhan enough." Grinning, he teleported and grabbed the key, only to be tackled. The tackler was thrown in the air by Wanda and all hell broke loose.
Holding the white key, Banshee laughed, then lost the black key.
Wrestling the black key free, Dazzler watched in horror as Banshee was hijacked and the white key taken back.
Teleporting, Kurt grabbed the key and vanished, only to reappear and be flung onto a different wall.
Hexing anything that so much as twitched, Wanda managed to grab one of the keys, the colour long since losing its meaning, and proceeded to make the cables attack anyone that tried to come near her.
Then a deep siren started, filling the room and the corridors, its cries making everyone stop and cringe.
"It's the warning alarm, we have one minute!"
Sighing, Kurt grabbed the key. "I'll teleport zhe key to zhe room and -"
"Get moving!" Dazzler grabbed a hold of Kurt just as he teleported, everything dissolving to smoke than merging to become the room they had started in. The blond looked at the blue mutant who swayed once before collapsing.
It was Banshee who caught him and roughly supported the near dead weight. "What happened there, lass? I feel as if I'm going to lose every meal I've ever eaten."
"He can't teleport much more than his own body weight and he just teleported all of us." Wanda cradled her stomach and tried to ignore the urge to throw up. "How many keys did we get?"
"Just the one, the black one."
"Oh." All that effort for nothing.
The drill sergeant entered the room and looked at them with a carefully blank face that revealed none of his thoughts or feelings. "Key?"
Dazzler handed him the chunky black key with a smile. "There you go."
"Just the one?" He sighed. "Better luck next time then." Turning, he paused. "What's happened to blue?"
"He teleported us all here, his body couldn't quite handle it."
"Take him to his cell and return to your own, I'll discuss things later with you. I see that you decided to go for the more difficult of the keys…" Musing, the man left the room with a sad sort of smile.
"That was it?" Wanda growled.
"Aye. Let's take Nightcrawler to your cell and just rest; we could all do with some sleep I think after battling just about everything that can move…"
Yawning slowly as she gently awoke, Wanda cuddled closer to the warmth next to her before opening her eyes sharply to look at Kurt who was still fast asleep, his breathing heavy and his cheeks looking pinched.
Wanda felt that she should have taken him to see one of the doctors; it surely couldn't be good for him to fall unconscious after such a strenuous task of teleporting four people?
Then again, she thought bitterly, all they would say is 'what doesn't kill him will make him stronger'.
Behind her, Kurt whimpered in his sleep and tried to free himself from the crash of the hunters in his nightmares.
Turning round, the Scarlet Witch gently shushed him before giving him a cuddle, unsure as to what else she could do apart from comfort him. He had comforted her so often and had never asked for it to be returned.
It was only the innocence of sleep that called for her to help him.
Slowly, he stopped struggling and fell again into his deep slumber, his heart beating slowly as his eyes flickered under his eyelids, his mouth parting in a smile that showed his gleaming canines.
Watching him, the girl felt that she was looking at a creature that was truly innocent, untainted, someone that never could fall from grace and yet, he looked like a demon, he said he had fallen, that he had lost his wings.
Closing her eyes, she cuddled closer to the blue mutant and sighed to herself, letting the tendrils of sleep enfold her mind and make her forget, for a brief while, where she was and what she was doing.
But not who she was with, oh no, she quite enjoyed the company after all.
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