Rescue

She was still struggling at her bindings and she could feel heat right next to her face. Chrys could see bits of her life flash in front of her, the people she had killed, the animals she had met, but most of all she could see Kurt. She thought of Kurt's golden eyes that glittered when amused or angry, his fanged smile, his blue fur, dark blue hair and even his spaded tail. She wanted to go to him, see him one more time, even if it was only for a moment.

The well known nymph was growing tired of the stupid speech if they were going to kill her, kill her one the spot. Finally the speech was done and still she had no reward for her efforts of escape.

Suddenly she heard a familiar friendly voice, "Stop!" The crowd gasped and the heat was removed from the space in front of her face. Chrys let out a solid breath of which she didn't know she was holding.

"You dare interrupt this ceremony", said Jory in a voice that commanded authority with each bellowing beat. His jaded green eyes scorched through the crowd like a flame thrower. Doc stood his ground before the man above him. "You are the one whom let her loose in the first place! Why would we listen to a buffoon like you?" That was true in a sense; the good doctor did let her loose the first this happened but she was his daughter, what was he supposed to do.

"Let me go", demanded the nymph struggling against the rope tied around her. Jory slapped her through the sewed shut hood causing him to lose balance. The townspeople held back the human mutant's father as the flames made their way to the in the hay below her and on her clothes. She felt the heat by her foot and slid her feet above the flame. Chrys could see her life flashing before her eyes, from the cruelty of her stepmother and first settling in the forest to meeting Kurt.

They shouted at the nymph to die, that she was a murderer, and other things while the hay cracked and burned. Suddenly they started to cry again but in terror of another creature, they yelled for a demon to leave their land. The first thing that came in her mind was Kurt, he was here. Kurt saw her still struggling against her bindings and put a hand on her shoulder with a serious look on his unmasked face. Before pitchforks could be tossed, the nightcrawler disappeared in a demonic mist only to appear in the forest by the X-jet. Chrys was still struggling from the binding around her ankles and torso, as he held her up.

"Chrys hold still", Kurt commanded as he got her knife from her boot cutting off the bindings. "Ve have to go! Now", instructed the male as they rushed to the jet's belly and flew off into a night stricken sky.

Wolverine looked back at the two odd teenagers and told Professor Xaiver, "Got the new muntant. And we're coming home."