A/N Hello lovelies! Long time no see….Sorry for not updating, life happens. Here's another update, enjoy the chapter!
I walked along the hall quickly before I was suddenly pushed and pinned to a locker, "Well, well, well." Marissa said smirking evilly "I thought I told you that if you came back to school I'd kick your ass." She said venomously.
She lifted her fist and punched me in the stomach, hard. I grabbed my stomach and keeled over.
"Oh, it's going to be a lot worse than this when I tell everyone what a freak you are!" She pushed me to the ground before shouting, "Hey everyone! Look at the mutant freak!" she called.
There was a sudden pang of fear and I could feel my body fading slightly, I was see-through but not completely invisible. I watched as familiar faces gathered around me. They were all classmates of mine.
They all glowered down at me each saying resentful things. Suddenly I could feel them kicking me. I could feel the pain as they continued to wail on me.
I screamed in pain as one of them hit my face, blood started to pour from my nose and I felt pain washed over me. As the pain got worse I could feel myself starting to lose consciousness and I knew I was starting to disappear.
With one last jolt of pain from my chest my eyes flew open and I felt warm liquid running down my face. I quickly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, doing my best not to wake the other two who were sleeping soundly.
I grabbed some toilet paper from the bathroom and put it to my nose, attempting to get most of the blood cleaned up. I kept the tissue to my nose and walked back into the bedroom.
I looked at the spot where I had been laying in Kittys bed and sighed, luckily there was no blood on the light pink sheets. I decided that since I was up I should get something to drink and I headed out of the room, tissue still to my nose.
I walked quietly down the stairs and to the kitchen/dining room. I looked around and spotted a pile of clean rags on the counter; I threw the bloody tissue away and picked up a black rag from the counter.
I cursed myself for being so rude and using one of the rags, but I had no choice, I could chastise myself later.
I quietly rummaged through the cupboards looking for a clean mug of some sort. When I found one I walked over to the fridge and poured myself some milk. I smiled and put the milk in the microwave. As I waited for my milk to heat up I decided to clean up my face a little.
I cleaned the dry blood from my jaw and neck and smiled when I heard the familiar beep of the microwave. I quickly retrieved the milk and sat at the table, sipping it quietly.
I sat there for a few minutes before removing the rag from my no longer bleeding nose, I inspected it and realized that I must have hit my nose on something if it was bleeding that much. I sighed and leaned back in the chair pulling my legs to my chest and sitting there quietly.
"Sheila?" A voice asked causing me to make a small squeak sound and disappear. I looked over and saw Jean walking towards me.
I made myself visible and smiled at her, "Oh hello Jean. You scared me." I said smiling meekly at her.
She sat in the chair next to me and put a hand on my arm, "Sheila, you may not know this, but I'm an empath. I can feel the emotions of others." I looked at her, 'then she must know about why I'm awake.'
"I could feel the fear and helplessness from you all the way down here. You have a very strong emotional aura. That means that you will give off a stronger emotional force than others." She said looking at my sympathetically. "Also, what happened to your nose?" She asked tenderly touching my nose and then looking at the bloody cloth on the table.
"I'm not sure I think I hit it when I was asleep or something." I replied with a shrug.
"Oh." Was all she said before she looked at me again "Do you want to talk about it? Why you were feeling this way?"
I shook my head. "Thanks Jean, but it was just a bad dream. It's nothing to worry about, I promise." I said flashing a fake smile.
She only nodded to me and stood up. "I'm going to go back to bed. And you should too. We have training tomorrow-today, you know what I mean." She said waving to me then exiting the kitchen/dining room.
When I was finished with my milk I set it in the sink and looked around the kitchen/dining room before heading into the hallway. I walked slowly taking in my surroundings.
Suddenly there was a 'bamf' and the smell of brimstone and sulfur filled the air. I was thrown off guard and ran into something- or should I say someone.
I closed my eyes out of fear and but the person quickly grabbed my arms and steadied me. "Oh! Sorry about zat Sheila. I didn't know zat anyvone vas avake. Oh-you can vecome visible again, you know."
I opened my eyes and slowly became visible again. "Sorry if I scared you." He said pulling away.
"It's okay Kurt, you didn't know I was here so there's no reason for you to apologize." I said fixing my hair so that it hung in my face slightly.
Kurt stopped and studied me for a moment, "Vhy are you down here anyvay?" he asked curiously.
"I-uh-I couldn't sleep." It wasn't a lie, but it also wasn't the complete truth either.
"Ah, I zee." He said walking to the door leading to the kitchen/dining room. I followed him, deciding I didn't want to be alone.
"Hey wait." I said watching him open the fridge. "Why are you down here?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
He froze and turned to look at me, a cold piece of pizza was in his mouth. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. It was the first time I'd laughed like that in a long time. It felt good to feel normal…..sort of.
"Juzt getting a midnight shnack." He said gulping down the pizza. "Juzt don't tell Logan, he vill threaten to kut my tail off." Kurt said while overdramatically grabbing his blue spaded tail.
I smiled and he closed the fridge. "So, Sheila how do you like zee institute so far?" He asked as we walked into the hallway and then into the foyer.
"I like it here. Everyone's really nice and people are kind and accepting. It's what I always dreamed of." I said feeling my face grow hot and my body start to fade rapidly. We reached the stairs and Kurt stopped and turned to me.
"I underztand zhat feeling. In Germany people vould look at me and zhey bould freak out. Zhey vould tell me vhat a monster I am, It vas horrible. I vas alvays being hunted by zee townz people. I'm happy zee Profeezor found me. He saved my life vhen he brought me here." Kurt said fondly.
I frowned, "I'm sorry you had to go through something like that Kurt. It sounds horrible." I said looking up at him.
"Sheila? Vhy do you have blood on your neck?" Kurt asked lifting my chin slightly.
My eyes grew wide, 'I thought I had gotten all of the blood off…I guess not…'. I looked up at him, he had a stern look on his face as he waited for my response.
"I got a bloody nose while I was asleep. I think I hit it on something. I'm surprised I didn't wake Kitty up when I freaked out about." I said pulling away from him slightly.
He put his hand down to his side and smiled "Kätzchen can be quite zee heavy shleeper."
I nodded in agreement and he was looking at my neck. 'He must be looking at the blood still
"Kurt, could you please clean the blood off for me?" I asked hesitantly. He nodded and licked one of his fingers, that seemed to be the thumb, and cleaned the blood off by rubbing the finger in circles on it.
"Zhere you go, all better now." He said smiling kindly.
"Hey Kurt, why do you call Kitty ''Kätzchen?" I asked intrigued.
"Oh, it means 'Kitten' in German." He replied nonchalantly.
"Do everyone else have nicknames?" I asked with a smirk.
Kurt thought for a moment then nodded, "Ja. Kitty is Kätzchen, Jean is Rotkäppchen or 'Little red riding hood' but zhat's only because of her hair color. Scott is Hitzkopf or 'Hot head'." Kurt said with a laugh.
"Rogue is Süd- or 'Souzern', Evan is spitze or 'pointy', Storm is Orkan or 'hurricane'. Get it?" He asked with a big smile. I nodded and he continued
"Professor X is Glatzkopf or 'Baldy', and lazt but not least Logan, his is-"Kurt was cut off by a gruff voice.
"Is what?" Logan asked coming down the stairs, fists clenched and eyes angry.
"Oh, nozing !" Kurt said nervously.
"Come one Elf. Tell me, after all it's just a nickname." Logan said unsheathing his claws.
"Its-uh- Vielfraß or othervise known az 'Volverine'." He said smiling broadly at the older man.
Logan sheathed his claws and pushed passed Kurt, "That's what I thought Elf." Logan went into the kitchen/dining room leaving Kurt and at the base of the stairs.
"Elf?" I asked looking at Kurt incredulously.
He shrugged, "I guez it'z because I look like A fuzzy blue elf." He deadpanned.
I studied the blue and furry mutant before smiling, "I can see it." He narrowed his eyes at me and I laughed.
"So, do I have a nickname yet?" I asked going two steps up the stairs.
"Not yet. But vhe will zhee." Kurt replied heading up the right side of the large staircase. "Goodnight Sheila." He said then teleported away with a 'bamf' and the smell of rotten eggs.
I walked up the stairs to Kittys and Rogues room and found them both sound asleep. I sighed with relief and crawled back into Kittys bed. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.