Investigation Part 2

I was finally done with the little chore I had to get and looked to the ground still having thoughts running through my mind. The owner's son treated me like I was one of them. I don't know why but it felt in a way… good and bad. Good because I felt like I belonged outside the trees of the forest, but bad because I hate their kind and he wasn't looking at the real me.

I stopped at a familiar walkway and lifted up my hood so my illusion of a face wouldn't be seen. I knew that I couldn't handle the syringe by myself and that I was still not that trained in the medical field like this person was. I looked at the colors of petals, thinking of years that were peaceful in darkness. I remembered a sweet little child trying to make a lot flowers in a space of dark but full of happiness as well. Warm and friendly arms around the child's small form, giggling. I knocked on the door, only for it to be opened to the bitchy woman of childhood.

'Just great', I thought.

"Hello, can I help you", she said sweetly, her voice sickened me like the scent of raw dung. She was dressed in that slutty nurse's outfit again. Someone needed to tell her that she's too old to be wearing toddler clothes. That and to stop trying to whore her way into the good doctor's pants.

"I need to see Dr. Jones, please", I pitched my voice to sound more girly and young. "I have an urgent issue to discuss with him." She nodded to me and led me to the examination room. After a few minutes, Doc came in and closed the door as I closed the curtain so the only light in the room.

"It's been a while, Chrys. How have you been", asked Doc in a calm tone like he always did with me, held a flowerpot with a long dead rose bush in it and set it on the.

I shrugged to him to respond and set the bag of the anti-venom kit on the examining bed, "Alright, I'd feel better if Slutty Sarah would stop being such a whore and get a job for once."

Ignoring my rude statement, he looked at my hood and gave a frown at it, "Please take off your hood, no one will see." I sighed but obeyed him and looked at the ground still. "Much better, you know you look more like her every day?" I nodded to him, told me this every time I came to visit or for help. "Now, what do you need?" Memories started to come to me, again as he spoke warmly to me.

"I need your help", I started, and I looked up to make eye contact with his pair of mismatched eyes. "Some human mutants came into the forest a few days ago."

"I know they were here", he replied, I was unfazed by his indifferent voice. "They came to talk about my 'unborn' child. What about them", he said all of this with a humor to his voice. He always took a kind of sick joy of this secret between the three of us.

"One of them saw me hanging out at the edge of the forest. He was idiot enough to follow me into the forest", I groaned to him as I spoke then growled. "He got bitten by Amaryllis so he's out for a day or two if you give him the anti-venom." I pointed to the button of the watch on my green colored wrist, "this is what he looks like with this thing."

I was hidden by the hologram to show him them pressed it again when he nodded. I looked at the rose bush and it regenerated to a new life making the both of us smile. It always gave us joy to see a living plant full of life; it reminded us of a mom who gave to the child of my memories. I never knew her myself but Doc always talked about her on the day of her death. She was, as he described her, a grass haired beauty with violets for eyes and light tan-ish skin. She was gentle and kind, how never hurt a child in anyway. Her voice was smooth and gentle but when angered she was hot tempered and would not be trifled with. He said I was a lot like her but I doubted it.

"Kurt Wagner", he muttered, "so what does he really look like then?" I decided to tease him a little bit.

"Why don't you see for yourself, Doc?" His smile faltered a little bit as I smirked at that, "Come on, Doc." I handed him the equipment for the procedure.

I looked at Doc as I lifted the hood over my head and took the bag of supplies for Blue ass's condition. He followed me to the living room, still looking at the ground and hiding in the cloak, until slutty Sarah came into play. She asked he was going with me and he replied business. He didn't paying notice to the nurse's outfit that literally made her breasts almost pop out of the outfit like a skunk releasing their stench. Although, the perfume was way too much for anyone to tolerate, how could she? Was she trying save patients or trying to be the cause of death? She let us leave but warned Doc to be back by eight for the anniversary celebration for the child's disappearance.

We walked to the forest looking around to see if anyone was following us then we heard a shout by a familiar voice. "Hey you", his voice was gruff like usual and we ran into the forest as fast as we could. My heart was racing from the adrenaline and I stopped and turned around to face the three people. I yelled for Doc to keep running so that he could help Kurt, he obeyed. I was faced with three angry people. "Where's Elf? Tell us now", Logan said again more demanding this time. I kept silent to his command, and kept my ground.

"Please", asked Jean sincerely, "we're worried about him." Still with that motherly voice that made me weak with sadness. "We need to see if he's hurt." She spoke to me as if I were a child too scared to come out my hiding place. I did not fear them and I still said nothing.

"Come on, we need to help him", claimed Scott. I still said nothing, only the sound of my breath was heard from me. Suddenly Logan rushed over to me then slammed me into a tree trunk, and put his knife knuckles under my neck as a threat. My spine hurt from the impact and a few ribs did too.

"Ah'm askin' nicely, tell us where he is or ya'll have to answer to my friendla claws", his threat was answered with more silence. But the silence was broken with a rattle sound around us. Zuma along with other dangerous snakes came to flash their fang and shook rattles at them to get away. I smiled under the shadows of my hood.

"Logan, I don't think she'll talk to us", suggested Scott readying his aim for my scaly friends. Logan growled at me, it was obvious that I wasn't going to talk to them so he let me go. Zuma made his way to my shoulder to whisper news to me before he slithered down my back and headed to the hut to alert the other I would arrive soon. "Listen we just want to…"

"He's hurt and is of need of my care. He'll be better in a day or two though", I told them, then turned to leave them before saying "You know the way out." I walked toward the way of the hut while favoring my left side. I then turned back to them saying coldly to them, "When you get him back, you will leave the moment he comes to you. Not a moment more and not a moment less." It took me awhile but I got the hut safe and sound, mostly. From what I heard from Zuma, the outsider finally woke up since yesterday. A few cuts here and there but otherwise he was fine.

Third Person

Kurt's eyes were on Dr. Jones the moment he arrived, he wondered if he was being rescued by the healer until he asked, "Kurt, how are you feeling?" The doctor placed the bag he had walked in on the ground in front of Kurt. Dr. Jones looked him over as if inspecting the damage on his body, "Well hello, Shatina I haven't seen you since your lat visit." Shatina looked up at the doctor and smiled as he lightly patted her head. The blue furry mutant raised his brow to him.

He had Shatina on the desk looking stump on the other side of the wall. Amaryllis was on the floor curled up in the corner waiting for the great nymph to return and to watch her eggs more safely. She had arrived moments before Dr. Jones had; she wanted to apologize for biting him. She was an interesting snake, she was a copperhead but she had none of the colors of one. Her scales were the waters of the lake that was in the middle of the forest while her eyes are piercing gold. She had spikes at the end of her whip-like tail and long front fangs in her mouth.

Kurt finally found his voice, "Vat're you doing here?"

Dr. Jones smiled at the young teleporter as removed the leaf bandages off his chest and tail. "I help Chrys out, sometimes. Only when needed, Chrys is just a do-it-yourself kind of person." He took out the needle and saw Kurt cringe at the sight of it. "Give me your arm." Kurt obeyed and was surprised that Dr. Jones was unmoved by his deformed hand and blue fur.

"I zought zat Chrys hated 'Outsiders'", told Kurt, Shatina had said something like that, right? The older male took the one of the leaves and wrapped on his arm to make a vein clog up. The blue demon watched as the needle pierced his skin.

"She does hate Outsiders but I'm an exception", he explained as he healed and cared for the wound.

"How are you an excep…? Vait a moment, SHE?" Kurt was shocked his captor was female. The person who had saved him, threatened him was of the female part of the species? The other creatures looked at the unwelcome Outsider, "Chris is a girl?"

"Yes, CJ is of the feminine sex", spoke Shatina sounding confused, "Did you think that CJ was male?" Kurt nodded at the bird, the entire room roared with laughter. Suddenly, a black and brown snake came in slithering straight to Amaryllis shaking his rattle at the human mutant in the room to warn him.

"Zuma, what news do you bring, my strong warrior", flirted the mother snake to Zuma, as she rubbed her head under his.

"The Protector of the forest will make Protector's entrance in moments", spoke Zuma in a primitive voice. Kurt was so unused to this. CJ, Chrys, Protector, what other names did she go by? Santa Claus? "CJ is upset at Outsiders for intruding", added Zuma as he flashed his fangs to Kurt. The human mutant looked at the animals; they were blaming him for their troubles. Suddenly, a branch grew from the middle of the room, out the roof window. After a few tugs on it, the branch grew back into the floor and at the end of it revealed a cloaked figured.

"Good to see you're awake, Blue Ass", said the cloaked figure, it made its way to the bird. Shatina cringe a little, "a little bird told me that you left the forest's trees. Is this true?" The feminine voice was gentle but rough, showing understanding in her an authority. Shatina looked down at the ground and nodded to it, "you know as well as anyone here that it is forbidden for the animal mutants to go in the town unless you are accompanied by me or Doc." Shatina flew to her gloved hand and brought it to her face, to mutter something only for the two to hear.

Shatina rubbed her beak against her cheek in understanding. "I took care of everything while you were gone", proclaimed Shatina. "See? Kurt has not left your hut for a moment." Kurt scowled at the figure in front of him, and rose from his spot on the leaf with challenge in his eyes.

"So you're Chris", he spat. "Vat's the deal viz you? All I vanted vas to talk and you ran avay? Vhy vould you do zat", Kurt was flashing his fangs at her in raged that his girl would leave him there confused and with no sign of his clothes. Dr. Jones sat there watching from behind him, looking rather shocked that someone would have the guts to talk to Chrys like that. Chrys shook her head and muttered something but he couldn't here. Still in a fog of anger and baring his teeth he asked harshly, "Vhat vas zat?"

"I said you're all the same", she replied.

"Vhat's zat supposed to mean", asked Kurt.

"You are a violent species. Always fighting for entertainment, anger, and sadness, using animals to for these things is even sicker than I was when I first saw your kind." Chrys was enraged as well as upset at his ungratefulness, "I warn you about this place and to get out, yet stayed anyway. I save you from getting killed from Amaryllis's venom by going to get you anti-venom and get you a doctor. And yet you yell at me just because you want to."

The room fell silent, the animals left when they saw an ivy plant grow from the far window of the room. They both seemed out of breath and still angry with each other. Her mind was filled with prejudice of the outside world and his was filled with anger and confusion. Was that really how she thought of the outside world violent and mindless? Like wild animals with no since of humanity? He started to think of guilt now that he thought over her words. He should be thanking her for helping him, for being so kind as to warn him about this place.

Her cloak was open now by her arms crossing across her chest. He couldn't help but trail his gaze over her body. A black shirt that hugged her body but was baggy in a lot of other places, her breast seemed like a good size, her waist had a small curve to them not a lot. Her hips weren't big like Amanda's were but they were smaller, less of a handful than those of his ex-girlfriend. Her legs were hidden by baggy blue jeans but they were slender as he imagined them.