Chapter 35: Anything for a Hug
"Alara. What did you do when you stuck your arm through the glass?"
"Well, I imagined that it was see-through and able to go through things."
"So you didn't bother to concentrate on moving the particles that you were going through?"
"Particles?"
"There are atoms that you move through when you phase. If you don't rearrange them, you end up running into them. That's what happened to your arm. You ran into the grains of sand in the glass."
Alara scrunched up her forehead.
"So I have to move atoms around in order to phase through things?"
"Yes. Of course."
Alara nodded then looked at her arm painfully.
"Can I get some antibiotics and some of those wrappy-aroundy-bandages?"
"What the heck are wrappy-aroundy-bandages?" Scott asked, critically.
"They're those long strips of sterilized cotton that you wrap around your arm," Logan retorted, protectively.
Xavier smiled and replied, "Of course you can Alara. We wouldn't want you getting an infection, would we?"
Alara smiled and shook her head.
"Scott. Logan. Go get some antiseptic and bandages for Alara. Rogue, you go get yourself bandaged up and then go to bed. You have school tomorrow."
They nodded and everyone walked out except Xavier. Rogue murmured a small, "Good bye," as she closed the door behind her.
"Good bye," Alara replied, sadly.
"Alara, you should get some rest too. Tomorrow, we're going to see what your powers are and how get them under control."
"Professor? How come Kurt's so sad all the time?"
Xavier smiled softly.
"He has a very sad history."
"What happened to him?"
"I think that he would rather he tell you himself. Isn't that right, Kurt?" Xavier asked as Kurt walked in the door.
"Vhat? Vhat vould I like?"
Alara blushed furiously.
"I… um… wanted to know… why you were so sad all the time…."
Kurt blinked and looked at the professor.
"Am I sad all the time?"
"Not on the outside," Alara informed. "You hurt on the inside. Like me."
Kurt's face screwed up into a painful frown.
"Uhm… I… am… not… sad on the inside," he lied.
"But you're glowing blue."
Kurt looked down at his arms, which were covered in blue fur, but not blue light.
"I am not."
"But I can read your aura through this glass. You're sad."
"Aura?"
Alara smiled weakly and replied, "It's an Egyptian thing. Sort of. It's more to do with my religion but… that has nothing to do with it. Aura is basically the energy that surrounds you. Yours is blue. Blue is sadness… mostly."
Kurt gulped and looked to at Xavier.
"Professor? Vould you please-."
"I know what you're going to say Kurt. I'll give you a moment alone. Don't worry."
Xavier rolled out of the room quickly, closing the door behind him. Kurt found a metal folding chair and sat down in it after moving it close to where Alara sat on the floor in her room.
"About 16 years ago, a mutant named Mystique had a child, me, vhich she tried to hide from Magneto. She ended up accidentally dropping me into a river and a German family picked me up and raised them as their own. I then joined the circus vhere people vouldn't know that my strange appearance vas real and not a costume. I then heard about the X-men. I searched for them for a vhile before I found them. I vas scared that no one vould accept me for who I am, but Scott and Jean vere nice to me and accepted the fact that I am blue and fuzzy. It took others longer, but eventually everyone in the institute accepted me for who I am. But I've alvays vondered about my past until von day, Mystique came back and not only did I find out that she is my mother, but that Rogue is my adopted sister."
Kurt's tears fell down his cheeks slowly and he sniffed. Each time he sniffed, Alara grew sadder and sadder. She stood up and closed her eyes.
"You need a hug," she murmured, smiling, her eyes still closed.
"Yeah. Too bad you're still in that box," Kurt murmured in return.
She opened her eyes, still crying, but smirking evilly.
"Not for long."
Kurt looked up just as she began to turn transparent.
"Vhat are you doing?"
She smiled at him.
"Going through hell and back to give you a hug, so shut up."