Okay, I had the random urge to write about meine fuzzy Elfe. So… I'll see what I can do (: A million apologies.
Disclaimer: I own neither show.
~X-Men~
Kurt sat silently on his balcony, curling his feet gingerly around the beams that held it up. He had his fingers interlaced, a rosary hanging inside them. He pressed the beads to his blue lips, his eyes closed and his head bowed. Outside, the promise of a new day sparked brightly in the form of the sun as it rose over the water out across from him, but he didn't care to look at it. He didn't need a new day. He needed a miracle.
"Im Namen des Vaters, des Sohnes, des Heiligen Geistes... Amen," he mouthed faintly, his accent strong in even the faint breaths.
Being raised a proper Catholic, he did all he could at that moment: he prayed. He prayed for a savior, he prayed for rescue, he prayed for his family and friends to heal, he prayed that Wolverine was safe… the list seemed to drag on and on. One idea sparked the next and prayer after prayer slipped past his lips, touching gently to the beads, as if the rosary was his own personal com link with God.
"K… Kurt?" his head snapped up in surprise at the delicate voice and he turned quickly, wincing as he did so.
A happy smile darted to his blue lips, showing off the brilliant fangs that hid behind them, sparkling ever so lightly as the morning sun struck them.
"Morning Kätzchen," he greeted her merrily, lowering his joined hands from his lips.
He carefully set his hands to separate sides of the railing, uncurling his feet before hopping off to join Kitty. He was careful to put pressure on his right leg and he took extra precaution to keep his tail from brushing the rail before dashing to the brunette's side. He eyed her stomach carefully, noticing how tightly her arm was circled around it.
"Are you feeling alright?" he worriedly asked, his eyebrows furrowing.
Kitty offered him a warm smile.
"You worry too much Fuzzy," she teased, "What about you? Why are you out here by yourself?"
Kurt pursed his lips carefully, trying to think of a way to properly explain himself without sounding as full of doubt as he was. It didn't take him long. He carefully slipped an arm around Kitty's shoulders, carefully leading her further out onto the balcony until the railing gently poked them both in the hip. He gestured out to the sun that bounced off of the water in a beautiful sparkling affect, the sky a pale rainbow of colors.
"Kitty…" he sighed softly, glancing at her with a warm smile, "Zhe vorld is a… strange place with strange ways. Some days, it can be beautiful and vunderbar [1], but ozhers, it can be a cruel, unforgiving bitch."
Kitty laughed gently, secretly glancing down at the caring hand on her shoulder with a blush.
"That doesn't answer my question," she reminded him, smirking playfully.
Kurt met her eyes with his own for a moment before dropping his arm from her shoulder and limping to the other side of the balcony where if he got in the right angle, he could see the front yard.
"If I told you… you vouldn't believe me," Kurt admitted sheepishly, setting a cold hand to his neck.
Kitty slowly walked up beside him, still hugging her stomach. She bit her lip nervously before slipping her hand into the elf's. He tensed up, his golden eyes wide in surprise, but once he got over that, he smiled happily, curling his three fingers around her five.
"Try me," she challenged, her stomach wild with rabid butterflies.
Kurt looked out on the front yard expectantly, slipping his rosary into his pocket discreetly.
"I… Last night, I had a dream. Zhere was a… he vas a kid, probably zhirteen years old. He… He told me his name vas Robin. He said zhat he lived in Gozham City, up norzh, and zhat some von he knew had been kidnapped. He offered to help me find Logan… Vhen I got up, I Googled 'Robin, Gozham City'. Zhe boy in my dream is real. He's a superhero who's a part of a younger 'Justice League'. I zhink zhat he's going to show up here," Kurt said slowly, before studying Kitty's reaction.
She didn't seem to doubt him in the slightest.
"What all happened in the dream?" she probed curiously.
From the looks of it, Kurt had woken up pretty early because of it, and she was suddenly interested. Kurt bowed his head down, staring discreetly at Kitty's hand that was joined in his.
"Ve started out in a circus t-t.. ten… t-tent…" Kurt's knees buckled and he dropped to the ground.
Kitty staggered, surprised by the sudden height change.
"Kurt!" she cried.
He brought only his free hand to his head, groaning in pain. He screwed his golden eyes up tight, gritting his teeth in the low early lights.
"K… kit…" he tried to say her name, but all that he could finish with was a choky gasp before he flickered off, just like a faulty light bulb.
XxXxX
~Young Justice~
Robin's eyes closed once, reopening a second later in his first blink of the hour. Then, a second later, another blink came by, followed by several others.
"Rob! Welcome back," he heard the redhead's voice before he saw him.
He blinked faster until the blackness that had hovered faded off into the distance, blown away like dust on an old shelf. The first thing he saw was a bright and warm emerald. He quickly recognized Wally's eyes, smiling happily at the familiar sight.
"KF?" he looked from left to right, recognizing the inside of the bioship. "Where… where are we?"
Wally backed up, adjusting his own mask over his ears.
"We're heading to New York. You okay?"
Robin furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at himself. He was in costume, but there wasn't a mark or a scratch on him. Why would Wally be worried? He set a hand to his face, feeling for scars that hadn't already been there. All he noticed was that his mask was off, but he didn't really care about that right now.
"Yeah… I… I'm fine," he pulled on the seatbelts curiously, surprised at how clumsy and uncoordinated he felt, "Why are we… why are we going to New York?"
Wally tilted the ebony's chin up so they were eyelevel again.
"We were out looking for Batman when you blacked out for thirty minutes. When you woke up, you kept repeating some address before you passed out again. Don't you remember?"
Robin blinked slowly, averting his eyes so he could think better. His blue eyes were so full of confusion and worry that Wally actually wanted to put his mask back over his eyes. He preferred seeing the emotionless white eyeholes to worry or confusion. Maskless, Robin actually looked… well, he looked human. It wasn't what Wally was used to.
"A little bit… there was a… I think he's a hero, but he's a… X-Man… X-Men?.. He was blue and… he looked like a blue devil with… backwards legs and… three fingers… and elf ears… fangs… devil tail… fur… Nightcrawler… that's his name… and…" Robin set a hand to his head. "His teacher was missing… just like Batman… He said he'd… he'd help us find Batman…"
Wally's eyebrows furrowed and he frowned softly before pressing the black mask back into the folds of his best friend's face. Seeing the white eyeholes instead of the disoriented eyes made him feel a bit more comfortable.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Wally set a worried hand to Robin's glove, assuming that the Boy Wonder was staring his way.
Robin stayed still for a moment, his head turning down to face his hand. He kept his lips pressed together, seeming to be off in his own little universe. Wally sighed in defeat.
"Hey Megs, can you see why Robin's acting stoned?" he begged, making up a nickname on the spot for the female alien.
Megan glanced Robin's way, hesitant at first. She wouldn't have been able to probe though, even if she had wanted to. Robin stiffened up, sitting up right and getting serious.
"I know where we're going. Take a left up here and keep going until you see this big mansion surrounded by woods. It's next to a huge… body of water; I'm going to assume it's a lake. The mansion is pretty messed up though. It's broken and falling apart. It looks like someone bombed it almost. Xavier's… School for Gifted Children… I think. Something like that. Once we're past the gates, the yard is armed and dangerous, so we'll have to be careful," he sounded completely normal again, just a tad bit of anger lacing his voice.
Wally removed his worried hand from the black glove, standing up right, the look on his face being one of pure amazement.
"Kickass," he complimented Robin's skills before crossing the bioship's floor, taking his place in his seat.
Robin was still distant though, but this was more of a Batman distant, not a drugged distant. The second the mansion came into view, everyone became just the slightest bit suspicious.
"Where exactly are we going again?" Superboy asked, silently watching as the mansion got closer and closer.
Only once they touched down outside of the black gates did Robin finally answer. He stood up from his seat, escaping the vicious hold of the seatbelts. Then he pulled up his gloves, adjusted his utility bet and straightened his mask.
"Well, my dearest superheroes," Robin smiled widely, "Welcome to the home of the one and only X-Men."
[1] German for wonderful, typed with the accent. Wunderbar.
Sorry it's short. Sorry it's stupid. Sorry there's no Bruce or Logan. Sorry it's late. Sorry they're OOC. Sorry it's confusing. Like I said, a million apologies. Whatever. Sorry.
-F.J.