A/N: Well, here we are, my first fight sequence. I hope you all like it. This chapter ended up being a little bit longer than I had wanted, and I almost split it up into two, but two things stopped me. First, the only way I could would be to put the entire fight as a separate chapter, which would leave chapter 4 with very little in it except stalling, and that would be boring. Second, I DID promise the fight would take place here, so here it is!
Also, I am getting to be borderline with the T/PG-13 and R/M ratings with this chapter, so I'll probably be re-rating this to be M when I post chapter 5 just to be on the safe side.
Disclaimer, because I really don't want to get sued: I don't own X-Men. All I own is John and this storyline.
Chapter 4 - Duel with Logan
"Well, this is definitely not my style." John had showered, and even shaved off his beard, and returned to Kurt's room, where Storm had brought up a box of clothes that Scott had left behind when he went to Europe. The clothes did fit him quite well, but they were different than what he had been wearing. Currently, he had on a pair of gray khaki pants with a white collared shirt underneath a sky blue sweater. As he had with the other ten or so combinations of clothing he'd tried on, he was now standing in front of a full-length mirror Kurt had on his closet door. He'd looked at several other pieces of clothes and found that these were the closest to what he liked.
"Well, I don't think it looks that bad." Kurt was trying to help his new friend, but had grown somewhat frustrated by John's lack of enthusiasm about the missing mutant's taste in apparel.
"Not that bad? I look like Fred from fucking Scooby Doo! Besides, there's no WAY I can fight in this!" John threw up his hands and sighed, shaking his head as he turned from the mirror. He noticed suddenly a statue sitting on Kurt's desk. "Wouldn't have figured you for the religious type."
"Vas?" Kurt had been about to respond to John's comment about fighting and was surprised at John's sudden change in subject, but then realized what had gotten his attention. "Oh, well, despite everything, my parents raised me Catholic. So, I suppose it's God's will that I must endure my appearance, right?"
John looked over his shoulder, as he had his back turned to Kurt, and gave him a smirk. "I suppose we all must have faith in something."
Kurt couldn't help but smile at that comment. "And what is it that you have faith in?"
"I...." John had figured that that question would be coming as soon as he'd spoke, but even so, when it did, he found himself at a loss for a response. "You know, I'm not sure that that's not partially why I'm here. I think I lost my faith."
"You don't believe in God?"
John sighed. Religion wasn't exactly something he liked to discuss, he'd seen it start more problems than it solved. "I believe that there is something there, something that we can't possibly comprehend. If you wish to call it God, that is your choice. Personally, based on my experiences, I question that it is the same God you pray to. I don't consider myself religious, but I am at times spiritual."
"I didn't think you could be one without the other."
He closed his eyes and shook his head. "I think you're thinking of a different form of 'spiritual' than I am. What I mean is that I try to be aware of things happening, things that even with my psychic abilities, I shouldn't be able to tell." He paused and sat down on the bed, as Kurt was sitting in a chair he'd pulled away from the desk. "It's also more internal. I can sense the anger and hatred in my heart, but I can also sense the hope there. I am also aware that the hope has been fading lately, and that revelation is somewhat troubling."
"You're losing your hope? Why?"
"I don't know." John sighed and closed his eyes again, laying back on the bed. "I've done a lot of bad things in the past, things that no matter how long I live, I can never make amends for. I accepted that idea long ago, but at the same time I resolved to do what I can to set things right. But lately, it seems that all I've done is make things worse." He opened his eyes and looked at Kurt. The blue mutant was taken aback by the obvious sadness in the older mans eyes. "I don't know what the future holds for me, I never have known, but I do know that wherever I go, it seems that pain and suffering follow."
Kurt was silent for quite a while, and John was sure that he was scared by the explanation. Finally Kurt spoke again. "So why did you come here then?"
"I thought that I could rest here, at least for a while. Those who have hunted me are based in Europe, and they aren't nearly as strong here. With any luck, I can hide for a while before going back and finishing what I started."
"And what did you start?"
John turned away from Kurt and got up off the bed with a heavy sigh. "You are probably safer if you don't know. It's my burden to bear, not anyone else's."
Kurt was hurt slightly by John's comments. "So, you came here looking for help, but when we offer it, you refuse?" John had no answer for that question, and both men knew it. John just sighed once again, and leaned against the wall. Kurt figured he was pondering the question that had been posed, but he wasn't going to get an answer, so he changed the subject. "I suppose I should get on that tour I promised you, ja?"
John looked at Kurt and smirked a little bit. "If it's not too much trouble." Kurt got up, and grabbed John's sunglasses, which he'd placed on the desk before going in to shower, and handed them to the older mutant before heading out the door.
"Well, obviously, the second floor here is where most of the student's rooms are. There are three bathrooms on this floor, as well, which I already showed you. You also already know about the elevator which takes you from the third floor down to the first basement, so I don't need to show you that.
"The third floor is similar to this one, except it has ten larger bedrooms, each one with their own private bathrooms, unlike the common bathrooms on this floor. Other than the Professor, Logan, and Storm, the upstairs rooms are reserved mostly for temporary guests, such as the parents of students, or other mutants that are just staying for a few days." Kurt was walking toward the elevator as he spoke, this wasn't going to be a grand tour by any stretch, it was almost eleven already, and they needed to be downstairs probably by 11:45 for John's duel with Logan.
The elevator came quickly, but when the two entered, they were a little surprised to see Charles already in it. Charles smiled as they entered. "You look better, John. Sleep well?"
"As well as can be expected, Professor." John was having trouble looking Charles in the eye, even though he was wearing his glasses. "I assume I have you to thank for the test today?"
"Actually, Logan suggested it, but yes, I am the one who authorized this fight. If anything else, consider it a training exercise, for both of you." Charles was lying about who proposed the idea, but he thought that it would get John worked up a little bit and make things more interesting during the fight.
"I assume there's a reason behind this, other than just trying to give Logan a way to blow off steam."
Kurt chuckled slightly at John's comment. The way John had said it, it was almost as if he'd expected Logan to not be a problem for him. He stopped quickly, though, when he realized that the professor had apparently either ignored the comment or was actually agreeing with it.
"Actually, there is another reason. Logan pointed out that we have no idea the extent of your abilities, and he's anxious to see what you can do. To be perfectly honest, I'm curious myself. Your DNA is quite intriguing."
The elevator dinged and the doors opened on the first floor, where Kurt and John exited. Before the doors shut, John bowed to the professor slightly. "Well, I guess all will be revealed soon enough, then." Anything Charles was going to say was cut off by the doors closing as John then turned his attention back to Kurt, who was looking at him somewhat surprised.
"You don't honestly think you can beat Logan, do you? He's got more experience than anyone alive, including you!"
"All the experience in the world sometimes isn't enough to counter ability. Logan's right, they don't know what I'm capable of, and to some extent that's a good thing. That said, I have no problem showing them what I can do." Kurt stared at him for a second before shrugging and continuing to give him the tour he'd promised him.
In the first floor basement, an elevator door opened, and Charles exited. He wheeled himself down to a door near the end of the hallway on the right side. Entering it, he smiled slightly as he saw he wasn't the only one there. "I take it you're ready, Logan?"
"As ready as I'll ever be, Chuck." Logan didn't seem nervous, but the professor knew that the unknown that was John was definitely keeping the feral mutant on edge. "You know it's going to be hard for me to go 100% on him, even if he can heal, I don't want to run the risk of accidentally killing him."
Charles chuckled a little at his friend's statement. Logan looked at him curiously, he answered the unspoken question. "I just saw John. His attitude is similar, he thinks he's going to beat you easily." Logan growled a little at that statement. Charles knew that the Canadian would probably be more aggressive now than he would have been before, but he was smart enough to know that Logan could probably control himself enough to avoid any serious damage.
"Well, I have a surprise for him. Been working on a version of our training program, so it can be used for us to do this duel in." Logan pointed into the currently empty room that was on the other side of the window behind the computer he had been sitting at. "I made the difficulty a bit higher than normal, and the patterns less distinguishable."
"That's good, Logan, but you should probably start off easy, and without the simulation running."
"Planned on it, bub. Thats why I want you to be running the controls up here."
Charles smiled and nodded. "All right, I can do that. You'd better go get yourself changed, you're supposed to start in forty-five minutes."
"Yeah, I know, I'm going." Logan started to leave but stopped as he got to the door. "You may want to get John something decent to wear for this. If he's currently borrowing Cyclops' clothes, it's not going to be easy for him to compete."
"I'm well aware of that, and I'll see that it's taken care of." Logan then left the room, and Charles turned his attention to the computer before him, making some changes to the program Logan had been working on. He also telepathically sent a message to Kurt. Make sure John gets a change of clothes for his fight. There should be some clean clothes in the locker room outside the door to the Danger Room.
At 11:45 Kurt and John were outside the sliding doors that lead into the Danger Room. John had once again changed clothes, and was now wearing a gray sweatshirt with matching sweatpants. The shirt had the X-Men logo in blue on the right side of the chest, but other than that, there was nothing remarkable about them.
The two entered the room, and John looked around in awe. The room was almost perfectly round, at least a football field in diameter, by his estimation, and two stories tall. The entire room was white, and looking around you could almost get the feeling of vertigo. Fortunately, the entire room seemed to be set up on a grid-like format, with lines evenly spaced vertically and horizontally across the floor, walls, and ceiling. Two-thirds of the way up, on his right side, was a window, through which he could see Storm, Rogue, and the Professor. John gave them a small wave as he walked into the center of the room, before turning to Kurt. "Wow, this place is...... different."
"Ja, I almost got sick the first time I was in here." Kurt pointed to the lines that ran around the room. "The entire room is designed to create solid holograms that you can interact with. You can program almost any terrain within the computer, and it can be faithfully recreated on here, right down to the freezing cold of the snow and the searing heat of fire."
John noticed that Kurt had something else to add, but he appeared reluctant to do so. Thankfully, Logan entered at this time, and Charles began speaking over the intercom into the room. "Kurt, if you would please come up here." Kurt nodded and teleported out of the room, then the Professor turned his attention to the combatants. "John, this is your first time in here, but don't worry about damaging anything. The walls are designed to absorb all sorts of energy, and physical damage can easily be repaired. The two of you will start out without any programs running, but I will be starting a standard training simulation after a few minutes. The training simulation will be using non-lethal energy weapons. These weapons will still hurt you, and probably stun you if you get hit enough, so do be careful. Also, once the program begins running, the terrain will change to one I developed myself."
Logan glanced at the window with a scowl at the unexpected addition, but knew better than to say anything. He instead turned his attention to his opponent, who was standing about fifteen feet away, and got into a fighting stance to match John's.
Without warning, Logan lunged at John, but John was able to block the right hook that Logan tried to catch him with. The younger mutant ducked a left cross, and as he did so, he caught Logan in the gut with a right of his own, then a left to Logan's jaw. As Logan staggered from the strikes, he spun around and caught John with the back of his hand, sending John reeling back as well. As the two men recovered from this initial volley, the same thing ran through both of their minds. Damn, this guy is stronger than I thought! John smirked at his counterpart as they both got back into their stances.
Up in the control room, Charles and Storm were expressionless, but the three teens were almost anything but. Kitty was in shock. "John just took Logan's best shot and not only is he still standing, but he's smiling at him?"
Rogue was surprised, but for a different reason than Kitty. "John's faster than I would have guessed. And from what I saw this morning, it's going to take a lot more than one punch from anyone to knock him out."
Kurt was actually not surprised at all. With what he'd seen, he honestly didn't know if Logan was going to be able to win this fight, but he did have to admit, Kitty was wrong about one thing. "Then again, that wasn't Logan's best shot either. They're just testing each other right now. Oh, they've started again."
Logan once again had been the aggressor, and John was staying on the defensive, and backing up as he did so. After several shots of Logan's were blocked or dodged, John suddenly grabbed Logan's right arm, and spun himself around, dragging Logan around with him. Although Logan managed to keep his feet, he was knocked off balance by his opponent's sudden shift, and when John spun around with a roundhouse kick to Logan's unprotected jaw, he couldn't stop himself from sprawling on the ground.
Logan picked himself up and quickly got back into his stance, a small amount of blood could be seen coming from his mouth. John figured he'd probably knocked out a tooth, but he was aware that it would also probably grow back pretty quickly. Logan smiled at John this time. "Well, I have to admit, I'm impressed. You used my aggressiveness against me. Congratulations. But let's see if your offense can rival your defense, bub."
John smirked at Logan, and without a word launched into a series of attacks. Logan was able to block the overhand right, as well as the left that followed it. He jumped over an attempted foot sweep, but John, as Rogue had realized, held the advantage in speed. As Logan was recovering from the jump, he got caught with an uppercut to the chin that knocked him back a couple steps. He was able to deflect the side kick that John attempted to follow up with, and John dodged out of the way of Logan's retaliatory right hand by stepping back himself. No sooner had his foot landed from the step, however, when he launched another roundhouse kick at Logan, this time aiming for his abdomen. Logan blocked this one as well, and managed to grab John's foot. Before he could do anything with it, John used Logan's grip as a step to kick the older mutant in the face with a variation of an uppercut kick. Logan was sent sprawling on his back as John flipped in the air and landed on his hands and knees about fifteen feet away.
Inside the control room, Storm and Charles were impressed with what they were seeing. They knew, that the fight was just starting, but even so, John's skill was much better than they'd anticipated. The students watching behind them were cheering and shouting at each other, arguing over who would win.
Holy shit, this guy's faster than he looks. Logan was getting frustrated with the way things were going, and he knew he needed a second to calm back down. He laid on the ground for a few seconds before picking himself up and standing in front of John once again. "All right, bub, time to take the gloves off."
Charles took that line as a cue and started the simulation. The white walls of the room dissolved into what appeared to be some sort of indoor structure. Several catwalks crisscrossed the middle of the room now, and several walls appeared in various places, forming a two-story maze of sorts. Machinery could barely be heard activating, and John realized that the energy weapons that the Professor had mentioned earlier were now active. He gave Logan a smirk and got back into his stance. "You know, Logan, I couldn't agree more."
No sooner had the words left John's mouth and he charged at Logan, aiming directly for his face with a right hand. Logan was caught by surprise by John's speed, and was forced off balance as he blocked the right. Thankfully for him, his momentum was sending him backward, and because he just barely missed a left uppercut. Even so, Logan could have sworn that he could feel energy coming off of John's fist as it went by his face. John kept up the assault however, and Logan found himself continuing to fall back under the pressure until his back was against a metal wall.
John swung one more time with his right hand, and Logan rolled to his left, hearing a metallic thud as John's fist hit the wall instead. As the mutant known as Wolverine got to his feet, he extended the claws on both hands, but stopped himself from attacking as he looked at his opponent. John had hit the wall with a closed fist, but instead of recoiling in pain, his fist was still against the wall, as if nothing had happened. Upon looking a second time, Logan noticed that the fist wasn't directly against the wall, it was a little less than half an inch from it. It was then that he realized what had happened. "So, it's true, you DO have telekinesis."
John smirked at Logan and dropped his hand to his side and smirked at Logan. "Well, it appears that Hank is smarter than I'd given him credit for, though he's not quite accurate in his assumption. Besides, I'm still just warming up." As he said this, a metallic whirring could be heard throughout the area, obviously, the weaponry that Charles had mentioned was powering up.
"Looks like this room's just getting warmed up too, bub." Logan smiled back at John. As he spoke, numerous identical guns came out of the walls and aimed for both men. John groaned softly as he realized that the fight would have to be put on hold while they dodged the weaponry's projectiles.
Both men took off running in opposite directions as the guns began to fire lasers at them. They were able to avoid most of the shots, but still occasionally would get hit by a gun appearing out of nowhere and firing too close to them.
After about three minutes of running blindly around the maze-like structure, John noticed that the lasers were becoming less common. They must be able to only fire so much before needing to recharge. Eventually, there were no more laser cannons firing, and John paused for a second to get his bearings. He realized, using his telepathic abilities, that Logan was doing the exact same thing about halfway across the arena. Neither man had been paying attention to where they were going, and they had gotten themselves lost in the maze. John looked up and noticed for the first time that there was a series of catwalks overhead. He ran at one of the metal walls, then jumped at it, kicking off and grabbing the bottom of the catwalk as he rebounded. After about a minute, he was able to pull himself up onto the walkway. From here, he could see the arena much better.
Up in the control room, the teens were excitedly discussing what they were watching. "Wow, John's even faster than Logan!" Kurt seemed genuinely surprised that someone could go toe to toe with the older mutant and survive it.
"Yeah, but what did he say about telekinesis?" Kitty was a little confused, she hadn't seen what she normally associated with the ability. Rogue, for her part, was mostly silent, though she was watching the fight with much more interest than she normally would have. None of the three were aware of another presence in the room until he spoke up at their comments.
"John is right, what he's using isn't telekinesis, but it is something similar." Everyone turned to look at Dr. McCoy as he stood in the doorway, looking at the monitors. "I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like that ability before."
Charles couldn't help but agree. "He's able to sense Logan's presence and location, even though he can't see him, and he's acting as if he's tracking him. It appears Logan may be doing the same thing, since they're heading for the same spot in the center of the arena."
"You think they're heading that way for a reason?" Storm was unconvinced that something else wasn't going on.
"Well, it is one of the most open areas in this set up, as I'm pretty sure John's already realized. I think that Logan is heading for John, and John's leading him to that area."
"But why, Professor? Wouldn't it be better for John to keep the fight in a tight area?" Kurt wasn't sure why John would opt for an open area rather than the somewhat tight space they were fighting in earlier. John was holding his own with Logan in that exchange, which was something Kurt wasn't sure if he'd ever seen before.
"John said himself, he's just getting started. He still has some tricks for Logan." This was the first time Rogue had spoken in quite a while, it surprised everyone as they had almost forgotten that she was even there.
"Indeed, Rogue, John is setting Logan up, though I'm not sure what for." Charles turned back to the monitor, and realized that Logan had entered the open area that they were discussing, and also that John was near the same area, though still in the rafters.
Logan had been searching for John since the laser guns had stopped firing. He could smell him, and knew he was close, but he couldn't seem to actually get a bearing on his actual location. Dammit, he's using his abilities to mask himself. Logan was starting to get angry as he wandered into the center of the room he had entered.
John, crouched on the edge of the walkway above Logan, smiled to himself. That's it Logan, come and get me. John suddenly jumped over the railing as Logan turned around, and suddenly felt two feet right in his chest. Logan was knocked down hard as John used the feral mutant as a stepping stone, and leaped off into a back flip, landing in a crouching position about ten feet away from his fallen opponent.
Logan pulled himself to his feet, just in time to see John lunging at him once again. The older mutant unsheathed his claws again and swiped at John with his right, which the faster one ducked, and countered with a left over the top, which Logan blocked. Logan tried a left swipe but John was able to step back and avoid the attack, which he countered by grabbing Logan's arm and pulling, sending Logan off balance once again, as John threw him over his own body, sending Logan to the ground once again.
Now Logan was getting quite mad, and he got up and charged John with outstretched claws. John wasn't prepared for Logan's sudden burst of speed and was just able to dodge the attack, countering with a kick to Logan's gut. Logan swiped again with his left, barely missing John's cheek, but caught John's left arm with his own left. Logan then spun around and hit John in the face with a back elbow.
John grunted in pain, his left arm jerking out of Logan's grip as he turned away from the mutant holding his face. Seeking to press the advantage he'd gained, Logan charged at John once again, only to be met by John spinning around and hitting Logan in the face with a blast of psychic energy that stopped him dead in his tracks. It wasn't just the shot that stopped Logan, however, as he was able to see the damage his elbow had done to his opponent.
The right lens of John's sunglasses had been shattered, and a large piece of it was embedded right underneath John's eye. John, for his part, didn't seem to be too bothered by it, as he removed what remained of his shades, looking at them for a few seconds before tossing them away. "Well, at least they were only five bucks." He then reached up and, with a noticeable wince, pulled the glass out of his cheek before tossing it away as well, then getting back in a fighting position. "You ready to continue?"
Logan was almost dumbfounded. How can he still be ready to fight? Can he even see out of that eye now? John smirked at Logan again, and he realized that the fight was definitely not over yet.
A new sound was suddenly heard, and John turned his head to look behind him just in time to see a gun that was a little larger than the ones they'd seen earlier only a few feet from his head. John's eyes went wide and he rolled out of the way right before the gun sent out a stream of flame from its mouth. Logan, having been in the way of the flames himself, was forced to roll to his right as well. John came up firing another psychic energy blast at Logan, catching him as he got out of his roll and sending him right back to the floor.
John the charged the older mutant again, but this time Logan spun around with his claws extended. John tried to turn his momentum, but the claws still caught him in the gut. John had been knocked off balance in his attempt to dodge the attack and Logan pressed his advantage with a right to John's jaw, sending him reeling against the wall. John avoided another claw swipe by Logan and caught him with a punch to Logan's gut followed by one to his jaw, which knocked him back away long enough for John to step away from the wall and recover slightly.
Another whir and Logan realized that the large cannon was behind him now, and ready to fire once again. Logan rolled out of the way as it did fire, but John was caught with the full fire blast. Logan stared at John with fear and concern as John's entire body was engulfed in flame. Logan noted, though, that John was standing there, letting the flames burn him, which struck him as somewhat odd. The older mutant cautiously walked toward John, but when he got close, the flames suddenly burst out from John's body, the force of the heat knocking Logan back to the ground.
As he picked himself up once again, he realized that the flames were being controlled by John. Indeed, the flames were dousing themselves, and John's face was now visible through them. The fire continued to die down as John stood there with his eyes closed, until only John's hands and forearms were covered in the flames.
John opened his eyes and looked at Logan with a smile. Logan immediately realized what was going through his counterpart's mind. Oh, shit! Logan took off running for the safety of a hallway leading away from the room they were in, as John started shooting balls of fire at the fleeing mutant. After about a dozen shots, Logan found the safety of the hallway and kept moving, knowing that John would eventually be following. He winced at a pain in his shoulder, and noticed a rather large burn on it. Damn, he used telekinesis on the fire? I'm getting way to careless. Logan was so busy trying to find a place to recover and rethink his strategy that he didn't notice that John hadn't followed him.
Up in the control room, everyone was left speechless by this turn of events, as Logan never runs from a fight. "What is he doing?" Kitty couldn't understand what had happened.
"I think John surprised him with that ability, and Logan needs time to rethink his strategy." Ororo replied. The professor remained silent, as he was concentrating on what was happening in the arena below them. Beast had taken an interest as well, especially after the obvious injury that John had suffered.
On the screen, the mutants noticed John shaking his hands and the flames that had still been surrounding them dissipated. "The fire's out. I'm going to see what I can do against him!" Before anyone could stop him, Kurt had disappeared.
Logan had seen John dissipate the fire from his vantage point on one of the rafters that he'd fled to, but then John moved so that his view was obstructed, and Logan was unable to see what happened next.
Kurt had teleported from the control room into the air behind and above John, attempting to jump him from behind. John, however, had sensed Kurt's appearance, and spun around and shot a fireball at the mutant while he was in mid air. Kurt had been disoriented as he'd materialized and didn't have time to even realize that the ball was heading for him until it hit him. He fell down to the ground with a thud and laid there unmoving, much to the horror of John and everyone else in the room above.
As John stood there dumbfounded, Logan jumped down behind him, completely unaware of what had just happened, and unsheathed his claws. Before he could move, however, John spun around to face him and Logan felt himself being pushed back against the wall ten feet behind him. He ended up pinned to the wall, unable to move, as John walked up to him. "Game's over, Logan."
Logan looked at John with a mix of confusion and anger, but John stepped aside and Logan's face immediately went from angry to worried. His claws re-entered his hands, and he looked at John speechless. John let Logan out of the psychic hold he'd had on the older mutant and both of them walked toward the fallen elf. Logan was the first to speak. "What the fuck happened?"
"He teleported in behind me. I didn't even know it wasn't you until I'd shot him." John looked at Kurt sadly as he said this, not taking his eyes off the mutant.
"Shot him? With what?" Logan didn't understand what was going on, only that one of his friends had been hurt. John didn't say anything, but instead held out his right hand, open palm up. On his hand, a ball of fire formed, to Logan's shock.
John glanced at Logan before looking back at Kurt as he closed his hand around the ball, causing it to dissipate. "It's the only natural mutation I have." He sounded almost sad at this fact, but Logan was too shocked at what was happening to dwell on the topic. John knelt down next to Kurt and appeared to be looking him over. "He's alive, the fireball wasn't strong enough to do much permanent damage. He may have some scarring, and he'll have to be medicated and take it easy for a while, though."
As he finished speaking, the simulation turned off, returning the room to its normal white-and-gray grid appearance, as Beast and Kitty came through the door. John stood up and backed away as Logan and Hank loaded Kurt onto a stretcher the latter had brought into the room with him.
Kitty glared at John, obviously angry that her boyfriend had been hurt, and John couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze as she turned and followed the other three out of the room, leaving him all alone. Shit, what have I done now? He looked around the room one last time before leaving it himself and heading for the med lab. He knew Hank would want to look at John's eye once Kurt was stable.
A/N: Well, there you go. Next time, the fallout from Kurt's injury, and some of John's past will be revealed, at least, that's the current plan. Stay tuned, and as always, questions and comments are appreciated!
Also, just FYI, I have been having trouble finding time to write, so the next chapter may be delayed a little bit.