I own nothing of X-men yet XD. Consider yourself DISCLAIMED!
I would like to apologize about all the OOC in this fic (specifically Logan). I am trying to keep them in character but loosening up little by little (again, specifically Logan). Their will be crazy things happening. Basically, normal days inside of the school with the X-men. May be funny. There will be action but not good vs evil. Just a little violent drama if you will. You'll enjoy it. It has a little bit of everything (I hope). Btw, I will be making Kurt act like his character from X-men Evolution from time to time, so he may be a little out of whack.
((Double parenthesis would be German translated into English)).
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I randomly walked the dark streets of New York, searching for nothing in particular. My bag hung over one of my shoulders lazily as I kicked some pebbles into a nearby puddle. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a newspaper on the ground by a trashcan.
"The nerve of some people. Having a bloody trashcan right next to them they chose to use the ground they walk on as their personal trash can. Have they no consideration for the animals?" I said to myself as I picked up the wet newspaper.
I passed the soggy pages looking for a page that wasn't all smudged. I found one and read it out loud as if to someone right next to me.
"There's a small article in the corner. It isn't very smudged. It says; Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. A school that provides education and safety for those in need of extraordinary treatment. Students have the opportunity to show their gifts and talents to their limit freely. They will be treated as they are and will be accommodated for their one and every personal need. Be young or old, your never too late to learn. If your different from the rest and need to be attended, come down to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngters. Don't worry about the paying fees and such, we will take care of that as best we can. We are located at 1407 Graymalkin Lane, just outside of Salem Center, Westchester County, New York. Don't be afraid, we won't treat you any different than the rest." I finished in a mumble. "Hmm, that sounds promising." I said as I looked up into the night sky. I looked back at the article but it was gone. I flipped the pages, looking for it but I couldn't find it. "1407 Graymalkin Lane, Westchester Country." I repeated as I tossed the newspaper into the trashcan.
"Well, I wasn't headed anywhere. Ah, what's there to lose? I'll just swing by. Just to see." And with that I began my quest to find the School.
To my disbelief, I wasn't too far away from my destination. It took me a while to spot the school itself though. When I saw the sign, I couldn't believe my eyes. The school was a mansion. A big mansion with very large gates. I silently climbed my way up to gates and landed soundlessly onto the gravel. I sneaked my way up all the way to the doors. The place was enormous and beautiful. Then, to my demise, the door creaked open right in front of me.
It's 3:00 a.m! Who in the world would be up at this time and much less in a school? What do I do? He already saw me! I thought as I stood frozen at the door.
I've been expecting you. Please, come in. Don't be frightened. I heard a voice say. I looked at the man in front of me. He was in a wheelchair and his eyes were fixed on me.
I followed him in as he rolled down the large halls of the School, dazed. He finally entered a room. With a second look, I realized it was an office. The man rolled up behind the large, paper filled desk and intertwined his fingers and placed his hands on the desk casually.
"I have been expecting you for quite some time now. Welcome to my school for Gifted Youngsters. I am Charles Xavier." He said politely. "Call me Professor." He added.
"I was about to leave. I didn't have intentions to enroll here." I said nervously.
"My dear, by all means, you belong here. You see, this isn't any ordinary school. This is a school for mutants like you and I. I have the power to read minds and communicate by thoughts. I can track you down with my thoughts easily. I have many students like you, mutants. Mutants who are afraid of themselves, who don't understand their own gifts, who have little control of their abilities, that have been shunned by even their own family for being gifted. We teach them how to handle these problems and we also teach them what anyone else would learn in any other school. Here, mutants are safe and have little to worry about. You must know that for someone your age, you will have to receive special treatments." He said.
"I never said I would join, Professor." I said as politely as I could.
He looked at me with a smile on his aging features. "You don't have to say it for me to know." He said.
"Can you always hear my thoughts?" I asked.
"If I wish, yes. But I chose not to intrude one's privacy unless it is truly necessary or if I am allowed." He answered.
"Oh." I responded.
"Now, if you would allow me, I would like to learn about you so I know what I am dealing with." He said.
"How did you know I was a mutant in the first place?" I asked.
"Like I said, I can track down mutants from all over the world. I can also track humans if need be. And it is a little obvious." He finished, pointing to me.
Now come closer so I may get to know you please. Come on, I won't hurt you.
I hesitantly walked towards him behind the desk and I slowly knelt forward onto my knees next to him. He turned his wheelchair and placed his hands around my head and closed his eyes. I closed my eyes and images about my past started flashing through. As quickly as they appeared, they disappeared.
"Isabelle is it?" He asked.
I looked down to the ground. "Yes that is my true name but I don't feel comfortable with it anymore." I said.
"Giving names to mutants has become one of my specialties, dear. Let me see. From what I have just learned from you, I believe Nokturna is a good name for you." He said simply.
"Nokturna. I like it. Thank you professor." I said. "So if I decide to join..." I started.
"You are assigned a dorm and in the morning will be introduced to the X-men." He said. I assumed he had read my thoughts.
"The X-men?" I asked as I sat on a chair across from him.
"The X-men is a group of mutants that handle other mutants. The students and occasionally other mutants that aren't so nice." He said simply.
I nodded understanding. "Well then..." I started.
Follow me. I'll show you to your new room and you may get some rest as will I. I heard in my head as he rolled past me and through the door into the dark hallways. I followed him until he stopped in front of one of the many doors on many floors. I counted up to the fourth and last floor where he stopped in front of the door.
"Good night, Nokturna." He said, emphasizing my new name with a smile.
"Good night, Professor X." I said as I entered the room and shut the door silently. I tossed my bag on the floor in a corner and began to look around the dark room. Even if I could see clear as day...well in my case not really 'as day', I went towards the curtains and separated them, letting the moonlight shine into my new room.
"Whoa. This place is amazing. And it's all mine!" I whispered. "The bed is big enough for two!" I said as I jumped in. I kicked my boots off and rested my head over my arms that were crossed over the pillow. I looked around once more. There was a large closet, a dresser, a full mirror, a desk, a TV set and a plasma no less. I turned onto my side and stared out the window. "Thank you, Lord. For having lead me to this place. A place where I truly belong. Somewhere I can actually live as a normal...mutant." I whispered into the darkness.
I mumbled my traditional night prayer and with a sigh, I closed my eyes to sleep.
Dream
I saw myself sitting in a bright room, alone. I looked sad. A single tear slipped down my pale features and it broke the silence as it fell to the ground, sending an echo through the room. The silence felt like every second was a year. Dozens of lonely years in that same room, nothing ever changing. I couldn't see a thing in the light and I was afraid. I lifted my head and all I could see were bright, glowing walls. Then, out of the blue (pun not intended) I saw a new figure pop up right in front of me. I saw the figure move and realized it was a person. I tried to move away but I was pressed up against a wall. I felt the figure wrap it's arms around me and in a second I was no longer in the bright room. I was in a dark room now. I opened my eyes and I tried to look for the person. I knew it was right in front of me but my eyes had not adjusted fully and all I could see was a dark shroud of a figure. I tried to reach for it but it moved away as if I held a dagger in my hand. I tried to speak to it but to my surprise, I spoke in my native tongue. A language I hadn't used since I left my home.
"¿Quién eres? ¿Dónde estoy? ¿Qué está sucediendo?" I asked. Fear was apparent in my voice.
There was no response. Then, I saw something through the darkness. Something glowing, piercing the darkness. Something like melted gold. A brilliant Topaz. I tried to look closer but my eyes would not see. Then, it disappeared as did everything else around me.
Dream over.
My eyes shot open and my body sat straight up. I looked around frantically. I looked towards the window and I saw daylight pouring into my room. What time was it? I looked at my wrist, down at my watch. I grunted when I couldn't see the exact numbers. I then hid under the sheets and pillow looking for darkness so I could see. I looked at the watch again and read 9:30 a.m.
"I never wake up in the morning. I'm nocturnal." I whined to myself. "Now I have to get used to the time changes and deal with the blindness! At least until further notice." I mumbled.
I got up from bed and walked over to the brightest area of the room. I extended my arms and felt around for the curtains. Once I found them, I pulled them shut. The brightness decreased a little and I could at least see the figures and see where I was going without bumping directly into it. That didn't mean I didn't bump into anything though. I walked towards where I had left my bag last night and picked it up. I reached in and pulled out a black tank top and some indigo skinny jeans...at least I hoped it was that. I wasn't going to risk looking like an idiot. I walked into the closet and shut the doors. I looked at the clothes and frowned at the sight of a purple shirt and yellow capris.
"Lousy colorblindness!" I mumbled as I exited the closet to snatch the bag from the floor and back into the closet. I reached in and searched for the black tank and my indigo skinnies. I struggled to get it on in the small room and bumped into the walls occasionally. I went out once more and searched for my black boots. Once I was sure I found them, I slipped them on and walked towards the dresser. Suddenly I felt a cold breeze swoop by and I shuddered. I walked back to the closet and searched for my white jacket with black stripes across it. I walked back at the dresser and stared at the mirror until my eyes adjusted completely...or at least what I considered completely in daylight. I then started untangling my dark hair with the brush on the dresser. Once I finished, I reached for my liner. I rimmed my eyes with thick black lines and sighed.
"I'm glad I had decided to get most of my things in dark colors. I can only see dark colors in daylight. Oh the irony." I finished the sentence dramatically.
I moved my tail up to my chest and I grabbed it with both hands nervously. "How am I going to handle this?" I asked myself. "There's no point in thinking about it. Either way, you'll be blind and won't be able to turn off the sun. Might as well just go at it like I do with everything else. No reason to live in fear." I said to myself determinately. Then, I remembered what had gone on yesterday night and felt a little more relaxed. Then I remembered my new name, Nokturna. I smiled and walked up to the door. "Well, here I come world." I said as I exited my room.
I stood in front of my door, scowling at the brightness of the mansion. "This just isn't going to be easy for me is it?" I mumbled.
Nokturna, I'm glad you woke up. I have united the others so they can meet our newest member. Please come down to the lounge. I heard the professor say into my thoughts.
I don't think I can Professor. I don't know where it is. I thought sheepishly. I didn't want him to know I was miserably blind. Not just yet.
It's on the first floor. Once you reach the bottom of the stairs, it is down the hall four doors down to the right. He said casually.
Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes. I said.
I took in a deep breath and headed my way towards the stairs. I reached for the railing and began to very slowly walk down the steps. Once I reached the bottom, I searched for the right wall and ran my hand across it as I walked. I felt the first door, then the second, third and at the forth, I stopped. I slowly reached my hand to the knob and just left it there for a minute. Then, I turned it and opened the door with an eerie creak. I peered my head into the room and pretended to look around even though I couldn't see anything.
"There you are. Come in. Don't be shy." I heard the professor say.
I walked in and shut the door behind me. I couldn't stand the silence it seemed to take forever when really it was only about a minute.
Let them take in your appearance for a moment. The professor had told me.
"Everyone this is Nokturna. She came in last night. She will be staying here as one of us now." He said as he rolled next to me. I stared down to the floor.
Professor, I am extremely nervous I- I had began to think but he cut me off.
"Now Nokturna. I can't have you speaking to me by thoughts all the time. Feel free to speak. There is nothing to be worried about here." He said aloud towards everyone.
But- I tried again but he replied with a 'please'. I sighed to myself.
"Professor, I am extremely nervous..." I started.
"Now why is that?" He asked.
"Yeah, there's nothing to be worried about kid. We're all mutants here." I heard a gruff male voice say.
"Logan, please." The professor said seriously. Then he returned to his sweet self and asked me again. "What has you so nervous?"
"I can't see." I said nervously. "I can't see in daylight. I see in the daylight like a human sees in darkness. I can only see dark colors in daylight. I can see clearly in darkness though." I said as I lifted my face slightly.
"I see. I mean, I understand." He said correcting himself quickly. "Sit down and speak with the others. I will see what I can do to help you." He said as he rolled out of the room and left me standing there. Blind as a bat.
I cleared my throat awkwardly. Then I felt a pair of hands land on my shoulders and I instinctively wrapped my tail around the person and squeezed it tightly. I felt the hands lift from my shoulders.
"Hey! Cut it out! I was just going to move ya to the couch!" I heard the same man from earlier shout as he yanked my tail from around him.
I winced to myself at the grip on my tail. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I can't see so I don't know what's going on!" I said as I held my tail to my chest.
"Calm down kid." He said. "I guess I should have warned you." He said as he placed his hands back on my shoulders and drove me to the couch. A single couch to my convenience. I heard the others sit around in the lounge as well.
"So what can-" I heard him start when the door opened and I heard the Professor roll into the lounge.
"Sorry to interrupt. Here Nokturna. Try these on." He said.
I extended my arms and he placed something in my hands. I felt around the object and felt glasses. I pulled them up to my face and placed them on. I opened my eyes and I could see again. I figured my expression was of pure shock.
"I have mutants with similar needs as you. It wasn't too hard to figure out and it is easy to build. They are glasses with a special shade that simulates darkness. You can see normally and we see very dark shades." He said.
Then, what I didn't expect happened. The glasses slipped off my face!
I gasped slightly as I caught the glasses before they hit the ground. I looked where the Professor was with a worried and sad expression on my face.
"I didn't see that coming. I'll be back in a few minutes. I'll go fix this little problem." He said as he once again left the room.
"¡Maldición de dios esta nariz estúpida! ¡No puedo creer que sucedió esto! ¡Porqué no puede mi nariz ser normal por lo menos?" I cursed in Spanish under my breath. ((God damn this stupid nose! I can't believe this happened! Why can't my nose be normal at least?))
"What?" I heard Logan ask, clearly confused. "Were you just speaking Spanish?" He asked.
"Yes. Sorry, I let it slip." I said sheepishly.
"What did ya say?" He asked.
I chuckled slightly. "I said 'God damn this stupid nose! I cannot believe this happened! Why cannot my nose be normal at least?'" I answered him.
He snickered. "You do have a weird nose." He said confirming my statement. "It looks like a snout. A dog snout." He finished.
"Logan! Don't be so rude!" I heard a female say.
"I'm just sayin' the truth!" He replied.
"I'm sorry Nokturna. Logan can be...very arrogant. I'm Ororo but everyone calls me Storm." I heard her say.
I nodded with a polite smile and then the door opened once more.
"I think I got it this time. Logan, would you please?" The professor said.
I felt something being placed around my head and over my eyes. Then I felt him moving my hair over the band around my head. I opened my eyes once more and the first thing I saw was a man standing in front of me. He was normal looking other than his hair and beard.
"Hey, look, it's not slipping off. Can you see right?" He asked.
"Yeah. I can see. You must be Logan." I said as I fixed the glasses on my head and fixed my hair.
He nodded. I turned towards the professor.
"Thank you. Not in a million years would I have thought I would see in daylight. This is wonderful." I said nicely.
"Your welcome." He said. "Now, if you would all excuse me, I have some things I must do. Take the day to get used to your new surroundings and the people and over all having the glasses." He said as he rolled off and shut the door.
I looked back at the room and scanned it. I had a large TV, some shelves with books, some game tables, a coffee table, some bean bags, couches, lots of windows. Your usual lounge stuff. Then, I looked back at the people in front of me. My nerves shot back up into me.
"Hi. I'm Storm. Do you want to know about us first?" I heard a female say. I looked in her direction and saw a tanned woman with snow white hair.
I nodded at her offer.
"Well, I can control the weather." Storm said and with that, her eyes turned the color of her hair and it started to rain outside.
"That's amazing!" I said in awe.
"I'm Scott also known as Cyclops. I can shoot lasers out of my eye balls." He said.
I raised an eyebrow with an amused look on my face.
"Nah, I'm kidding. I can produce a strong red beam of force from my eyes, which is only held in check by a specialized ruby-quartz visor and sunglasses." He said more seriously.
I nodded my head as I looked at his glasses.
"I'm Logan also known as Wolverine. I have an adamantium encased skeleton as well as my claws. I have the ability to heal rapidly from injuries that would seem fatal, including the surgery that bound the metal to my skeleton which makes my age unknown. I'm not even sure of how old I am." He said dully. Then, he pulled his arms in front of him and metal claws were unsheathed from in between his knuckles. He had three long claws on each hand.
I blinked my eyes as the information sunk in and the shock from his claws appearing receded.
"I'm Jean also known as...well just Jean. I have the power of telekinesis and telepathy." Another female said. Her red hair was very distracting. Then a book began to levitate in front of me. I looked at Jean with a spooked expression. She let the book back down onto the coffee table.
"I'm Marie also known as Rogue. If I touch anyone, she absorbs their strength, memories and abilities, potentially killing them." She said darkly.
"I'll keep that in mind." I said to her.
"I'm Bobby also known as Iceman. I can change temperatures to subzero degrees and use the moisture in the air to create ice." He said. And then he lifted his hand and placed it on a water bottle. It instantly froze.
"That's pretty neat." I said as I poked the bottle with a random pencil.
"I'm Kurt Vagner also known as Nightcrawler. I have de pover of line-of-sight teleportation, infisibility in shadows, night fision, vall-crawling and a prehensile tail." I heard a man say. I turned towards him and my eyes widened slightly. The man had indigo fur and a tail with a spear looking tip. His teeth are all fang-like. He only had three fingers, including his thumb. He had two toes and another toe coming out of his heel. He had strange markings on his body. He also had pointed ears. He was definitely the strangest looking one of the group.
I realized I had been staring when he shifted uncomfortably.
I shook my head slightly. "Your German, right?" I asked trying to recover.
"Correct." He answered simply.
"Well, I'm Isabelle..." I started only to be interrupted by Logan.
"Isabelle? That doesn't sound Latin. That's more Italian." He said.
I slightly glared at him but I realized he couldn't see because of my glasses. I had never been one to be shy and weak, I'm outspoken, daring and enthusiastic so I told him.
"Underneath these glasses, I'm glaring at you Logan. I really am. Now will you please shut up?" I asked with fake politeness in my words.
I heard Scott scoff and others muffled their laughter.
"Watch it newbie. I don't have a good temper." He said in his gruff tone.
"Yeah, well I'm not one to keep my anger in check either." I said as he walked over to a window, giving his back to us. "Like I was saying. I am Isabelle but now I'm called Nokturna. I have the power of night vision, advanced senses, animalistic behavior, agility and speed. I have a special connection with animals, I am skilled in close combat and martial arts. I am skilled with my tail and I'm very stealthy." I said as casually as I could.
"Well that's interesting. By your looks I would have never guessed that." Storm said.
"I get that a lot." I said sarcastically.
"Listen up. I think we left out something you should know before something bad happens." Rogue said, getting everyone's attention. Logan had come back to the group and sat at my couch's arm rest. "I'm with Bobby so stay away. Scott and Jean have a thing too. It has seemed like Storm and Logan have had some moments so I suggest you don't interfere." She said rather harshly.
"We are just friends!" Logan and Storm said in unison.
"How do you think relationships start?" Scott said with a smirk.
"We aren't in love with each other! Where do you guys get these wild ideas?" Storm said as lightning struck in front of the windows.
"What ever you say." Jean said in a sing-song kind of way.
Meanwhile, I just glared at Rogue slightly and she looked back at me with the same intensity. Logan noticed and cleared his throat. I looked over at him and he just shrugged. I was about to get back to my staring contest when Logan dropped himself into my couch.
I screamed loudly and Logan flinched because his sensitive ears were in pain.
"No need to scream! I don't weigh a ton! I'm not even on you!" He shouted over the ringing on his ears.
I jumped off the couch and clutched at my tail as I bit my lower lip in pain. "You sat on my tail!" I said between gritted teeth.
"Sorry. But either way, it shouldn't hurt that bad. Your tail should be stronger than that." He said as he got comfortable on the couch chair.
"What do you have in your pockets, Logan?" I asked/ demanded him to check.
He reached into his back pockets and pulled out some keys, some loose change, a pen and a piece of gum.
"Oh." Was all he could say.
"Des tails are strong but dey are not uset to being sat upon. Ve are usually careful as to vhere ve leafe our tails." Kurt said as he flicked his tail randomly.
"Don't need to get all personal about it. I said I was sorry." Logan said annoyed.
"Hmph." I replied to him and turned to meet Rogue's cold glare.
"What's your problem? What have I done for you to have a reason to be glaring at me? I'm not going to take your boyfriend and I haven't said anything to offend you? In fact, I'm being rather nice considering that you've been glaring at me since you introduced yourself." I said harshly. Everyone looked at Rogue and she only glared harder.
"There is no problem. I just don't like you very much." She said honestly.
"At least your honest. Listen, you don't know me. You can't say you don't like me. I have done nothing to set a bad first impression to you have I? I don't think so. I have been anything but rude to you and your just being a sour girl." I said with equal honesty.
With one last glare, Rogue got up and stormed out of the room. I looked at Bobby.
"I'm sorry but she was being a bitch. I'm not one to succumb to that sort of treatment." I said to him.
"Yeah, no problem. She can be like that sometimes and I understand why you stood your ground like that. She just likes to mark territory where she shouldn't, you know? I'll see you around Noktu- Nok-. Can I call you Shadow? It's easier." He said as he got up to leave.
"Yeah, I guess. Now, you should stop talking to me before she comes back and pokes me to death." I said referring to her power. And with a chuckle, Bobby left the room.
"I can't believe you called Rogue a bitch." Logan said with a smirk on his face.
I smirked as well. "It's unlike me to be like that but when another girl treats me like that, I just snap. It's one of my instincts." I said returning to my sweet tone of voice.
"I'm off to check on things with the Professor. Jean, are you coming?" Storm said as she walked towards the door.
"Yeah sure." Jean followed her.
"It was a pleasure meeting you Nokturna." They called out behind them as Jean shut the door.
I looked around and realized I was left with all men. I shifted uncomfortably.
"Well...I'm off to fix my bike. I fell behind already. I better go tell Storm to call off the rain. It was nice meeting you Shadow. I'll see you around." He said as he took three long strides towards the door. He stopped at the open door and looked back at Logan. "You owe me a new rear-view mirror, Logan. Just saying." And with that he left.
"I aint givin him anything." Logan mumbled.
"If you broke it, den it vould be the right ding to do to buy him a new rear-view mirror, Logan." Kurt said.
"Ah shut it Mister Goody two shoes. It wasn't on purpose anyway. The bike fell on it's own. It wasn't my fault." He mumbled.
"Logan, you know it vas you. It's just a zimple rear-view mirror. It's not going to kill you. Just get it over vith." Kurt said casually.
"I said shut it, Elf." He growled.
"I vas just trying to help you. Besides, you took his motorcycle vithout his permission. He deserves a new mirror from you." He said slightly smugly.
"I borrowed it without permission. I got it back didn't I? He didn't mind." Logan said.
"But he blew his top vhen he saw de mirror vas gone and de paint vas scradched. De least you can do is gife him de mirror. Just a simple mirror for a friend. Vhat's de problem vith dat?" Kurt said back.
"This is the longest conversation I have had with you and it's an argument and your accent is getting on my nerves." He said clearly annoyed.
"It's a one sited argument. I'm just telling you dat it vould be nice to do him the favor. And as for my accent, I can't help you vith dat. Es sei denn Sie mich auf Deutsch sprechen wünschen. So kümmern Sie nicht um meinen Akzent, wenn ich Englisch spreche." He said smugly.
"What the hell did you just say?" Logan asked his voice sounding like a threat.
"Unless you vant me to speak in German. Dat vay you vill not mind my accent vhen I speak English." Kurt translated. "You just lofe to pick a fight don't you?" He asked as he disappeared with a bamf. Then he reappeared at one of the book shelves.
"I'm not picking a fight. I'm out of here before you provoke me to punch your sorry blue face." He said as he began to storm out of the room.
"Sorry? For vhat? I dink you should go. I don't vant to ruin de lounge room, de professor vouldn't be too happy about it. And he vould know it vas you. Your de short tempered one. I'm calm and collected. I vouldn't lose control over zumding zo zilly like you hafe." Kurt said as he skimmed a book.
Logan walked up to Kurt and was about to grab him but Kurt was gone and Logan was left grabbing at the black smoke.
"Like I said, de professor vouldn't be happy to see his lounge a mess because you vere trying to catch me. Go valk it off." Kurt said. I looked around to try and find him. I saw him on a wall, looking back at Logan.
"I don't wanna 'valk it off'." Logan said, mocking Kurt's accent.
"Den do vhat you vill. Just try and calm dovn." Kurt said as he teleported back to the couch, landing upside-down.
With that said, Logan stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. Kurt teleported into an upright position in the couch and he had a victorious grin on his face.
"Is it always like that between you two?" I asked curiously.
Kurt flinched at the sound of my voice. He placed a hand over his heart and let out a breath.
"I had forgotten you vere dere. I'm sorry. Dat vas unlike me. Logan is like dat most of de time. He is easy to agitate and I find it amusing to do so. I guess you could say dat it isn't a zurprise for Logan and I to bicker like dat. Ve hafe nefer got to fight but he has tried to hurt me. Oder dan dat, I am not like dat unless I am pulling a prank on someone. My teleportation makes startling people much more fun." He said sheepishly.
"I know what you mean." I said with a smile.
"Back in de circus, vhen I vas first de Incredible Nightcrawler, I vas an acrobat and dat also helps during my joking spree. I am considered a Jokester here." He said with a toothy smile.
"You were in the circus? I've heard the expression of running away with the circus but you really did that? You were a circus freak?" I asked as I sat next to him.
"Ja. I vas fery popular vhen I vas preforming but vhen I came off, people vere scared of me. I pitied dem really. I hafe alvays said, people vill nefer know beyond vhat dey see vith deir own two eyes. Vith me, dey saw a performer and a devil. But vhat vas I to do? I loved my job." He said as he looked around aimlessly.
"Wow. That's in interesting life. I'm sure there is much...action, in your life." I said as I looked at him.
"Ja. You hafe no idea." He said as he returned my gaze.
"Those scars. What are they?" I asked as I moved closer to see the strange patterns on his indigo fur.
"Dey are self-inflicted. One for efery sin I hafe committed. I hafe many of dem." He said as he traces one of the scars.
"Are you into masochism?" I asked slightly shocked and worried.
"Vhat? Nein! I simply do it as a punishment from God. It makes me feel better in a way." He said.
"In a sick way!" I replied. "But I guess I'll respect your religious views." I said more calm. "As a Catholic, I respect that." I said as I reached for my rosary around my ankle.
"Cadolic? You are Cadolic as vell? Small vorld!" He said happily.
"Yes, I'm Catholic. I'm not a religious freak but I believe in miracles and that He keeps an eye for me and helps when I need Him to guide me through tough times." I said.
"Hm." He answered simply.
I fiddled with my glasses and realized they had a smudge. I removed them to clean the lens'. I looked around in the light, back to my blindness. I felt at ease for some reason. I looked over at Kurt and I gasped.
"Vhat? Vhat's vrong?" He asked alarmed by my sudden gasp.
"I can see you. I mean, not see you like, hey it's Kurt, but I can see you. Your figure. Because of the color of your skin! I have never been able to see anyone in daylight! I have always been too blind." I said shocked and excitedly.
"You seem fery excited by dis." He said.
"I am!" I said enthusiastically. "Can you walk somewhere to find out if I can see you? Or teleport. Which ever you like." I asked in my sweetest most convincing voice.
"It vould be my honor." He said and then, Bamf!
I looked around the room and searched for the dark figure. I saw something that caught my eye in the back wall of the large room. I got up and walked slowly over to it. I reached out to touch it. It felt like fabric.
Bamf! "Dat's a curtain, liebe." I heard him say from behind me. Bamf!
"Liebe? Doesn't that mean Love?" I asked slightly nervous.
"Ja." He replied simply. I tried to follow his voice but I crashed into something. Something hard. I extended my arms and felt a shelf or something along those lines.
Kurt chuckled and I turned to where the sound came from. Bamf! I closed my eyes and concentrated. I listened for any sound from him, a distinctive smell, a presence other than my own, a change in the wind inside the room. Then I heard some noise coming from where I had first assumed he was. I slowly turned towards it. I sniffed the air and it smelled like old books and good cologne. I walked towards it with my hand outstretched. Then I felt something fuzzy.
"Kurt?" I called out softly.
"Ja." Bamf!
My hand hit the wall where he once was. "Now just stand somewhere and don't teleport away. I want to see if I can see you." I said as I turned around.
Bamf! "Verstanden." He said. ((Understood))
"Oh, wait, teleport somewhere once more. I heard your voice and I can already tell where you are. Don't make too much noise." I said as I covered my ears with my hands. Silence. I removed my hands and looked around. After scanning the room about 7 times, I saw a dark figure in a corner. I walked towards it with my arms and hands outstretched. Then, I felt something like fabric.
"Hmm." I said as I moved my hand along the figure. Lower and lower and then, I felt his hand snatch mine.
"Dat is low enough, liebe. It is me. You hafe found me. Glückwünsche." He said slightly awkwardly. ((Congratulations))
I felt my cheeks light up and I looked away. "Danke, Kurt." I mumbled. ((Thank you))
"You know, you unterstand German fery vell. And you speak it too?" He asked as I looked back up at him.
"I can understand it perfectly because my father was German and speaking to him so much all the time, caused me to learn a little. Not a big deal." I replied with a sad smile. "My mother was Latin. I learned to speak Spanish as a young child because my mother only spoke Spanish. My mother understood German but couldn't speak it and vise-versa with my father. I learned how to speak English throughout the 9 years I lived alone. I lost the accent of German and Latin mixed a while ago. It still troubles me at times. I learned all three languages but English has been the major in my life." I said freely to him.
"Interesting." He said. "So if I vere to say zomeding like 'Ich erwartete Sie nicht, Deutsches zu sprechen. Wir haben so viele Sachen gemeinsam' vhat vould you say if you unterstood?" He asked. ((I did not expect you to speak German. We have so many things in common))
I smirked. "I would have agreed that we do in fact have a lot of things in common and that a lot of people don't expect me to speak German." I said smugly. "Ich denke, dass wir entlang gerade Geldstrafe erhalten werden. Ich mag Sie. Sie sind sehr nett und lustig." I said rather slowly, trying to get the words right. ((I think we are going to get along just fine. I like you. You are very nice and funny.))
He smiled a toothy smile. "Ich mag Sie außerdem. Wir sind nahe Freunde, Recht? Ich hoffe so. Ihr eine sehr viel versprechende und schöne junge Frau. Ich würde geehrt, um mich anzurufen Ihren Freund." He said slowly so I could understand him well. ((I like you as well. We will be close friends, right? I hope so. Your a very promising and beautiful young woman. I would be honored to call myself your friend.))
I blushed at that and I smiled sheepishly. He smiled genuinely and he was not even moved by his heartfelt words. "Danke, Kurt. I'm flattered." I said.
He chuckled and I felt pressure on my hand. That was when I realized he still held my hands up in between us. His hands were warm compared to my always-cold hands. It was strange to feel only three fingers and I smiled to myself. I wish I could see the sight.
"The glasses the professor gave me are wonderful but..." I started. He remained silent, waiting for me to continue. "...they make me insecure. They cut off my natural senses that I'm so used to feeling. I love being able to see in daylight now but...then again, not being able to see human's terrified expressions helped me get through life. I like my blindness. I just don't like crashing into things very much and I am improving my senses to detect something when it's there. I'm like a bat or something. A bat named Nokturna." I said with a smile.
He chuckled. "Vell den, don't use dem. Use dem vhen you see, I mean, sense dat it is necessary to use dem. Just keep dem at hand is all I am saying." He said.
I nodded. "Maybe if I follow you around, I wouldn't be so lost all the time now." I said jokingly.
"I vouldn't mind much. I just neet to stop teleporting." He said politely.
"Oh, no, I couldn't possibly do that to you. I would be a burden." I said, shaking my head side to side.
"Vell, I can always 'port' vith you." He said.
"You can do that?" I asked curiously.
He didn't respond. And my face twisted.
"Oh, Verzeihen Sie mir. I vas nodding. Yes, I can." He said sheepishly. ((Forgive me))
"Are you willing to do that?" I asked.
"I don't see vhy not. I don't do much around here and I love to help." He said.
"How does it work? Does it hurt you or I? Does it wear you out? Are we in any kind of danger?" I asked him.
"Nein." Bamf!
I looked around and I could recognize the room as my own. I could see better now that I had the curtains shut tight and the sun had gone down a little. Then it hit me. My stomach grumbled and growled lightly.
Bamf!
"Kurt?" I called out, searching for the blue mutant.
Bamf! He rematerialized right in front of me and I jumped back a foot or two.
"Verzeihen Sie mir, again. I hope you like Mini-Vheats. It's all I could find in de kitchen." He said as he handed me the bowl of cereal.
"Danke." I said as I began to wolf the cereal down.
"Your Velcome." He said as he turned to scan my room. "Ve had been in de Lounge for 6 hours. It's 4 in de afternoon. Ve spent a lot of time talking in dere." He said, his back turned to me.
I walked to my bed and sat down. "Yeah." I said with a mouth full of cereal. "It was worth every second. It was true pleasure having met you, Kurt." I said as I wiped the milk running down my chin.
"Selben hier." He said as he walked over to me. ((Same here))
He stopped right in front of me and I looked up to him as I placed my cereal bowl on the night table.
"Is everything alright, Kurt?" I asked as I stood up in front of him.
He looked down at me since he held a good 5 inches over me. "Ja. Eferytding is fine. I vas just...looking." He said with a soft smile.
"Looking? At what?" I asked curiously.
"You. At your face, your markings and simply you. I hadn't really looked at you. In de darkness, you are wirklich schön." You said as he moved my bangs from my face.
I blushed. "Kurt, I-" I stopped and looked into his eyes. I was captivated and they seemed painfully familiar. My eyes widened as realization dawned on me. "It was you. It was you, Kurt." I whispered in shock.
"Vhat are you talking about? You look as if you hafe seen a ghost." He said worriedly.
I took a step back to look at him. "Last night, I had a nightmare..." I started.
"A nightmare?" He asked curiously.
I nodded. "I was trapped in a bright room, alone. I was useless with my blindness. I couldn't do anything but cry. The seconds felt like years..." I told him as I stared into his glowing yellow eyes. "...Then, something intruded the eternal light. I tried to escape from it but he wrapped it's arms around me and I was no longer in the bright, lonely room. I was somewhere dark. I couldn't see either way. But then I saw something in the darkness..." I said. I walked up to him, leaving only a mere foot of distance between ourselves. "...Something that pierced right through the darkness for me to see. I couldn't touch him before he disappeared." I finished.
Kurt looked down at me, confused.
I placed my hand on the side of his face gently and smiled softly. "The thing I had seen were eyes. The eyes of the person that had saved me from the light. Glowing yellow eyes." I said.
His eyes widened.
"Those eyes were yours, Kurt. I don't know how or why but...you were in my dream last night and you freed me from the blindness I was trapped in by the light. I know for sure it was you. It couldn't have been anyone else." I said as I turned my back to him.
"I don't understand. How could it be? I can't believe it!" He whispered, bewildered.
"I don't understand either, Kurt. But it happened. Before I even met you...you were the darkness of my eyes." I said. I turned back to him. "Danke, Kurt." I said as I hugged him suddenly.
"I-" He began to protest but then, he returned the hug and rested his cheek on my head. He inhaled my scent slowly and shut his eyes.
"Anything for you, liebe. No matter vhat, I'll alvays be dere to help you." He whispered into my hair. "I promise." He said.
I hugged him tighter.
"Danke für Sein die Schwärzung meiner Augen. Danke für Einsparung ich, für das Annehmen ich und für die Umfassung ich. Ich weiß nicht, was ich ohne Sie getan haben würde. Sie sind aller, den ich sehen kann und das ist alles ich benötige. Ich weiß, dass ich zu Vorwärts sein kann, aber alles geschah, also fasten Sie und ich Sie in meinem Leben, Kurt benötige." I said as I buried my face into his chest. ((Thank you for being the darkness of my eyes. Thank you for saving me, for accepting me and for embracing me. I do not know what I would have done without you. You are all I can see and that is all I need. I know I may be being too forward but everything happened so fast and I need you in my life, Kurt.))
Kurt exhaled deeply and remained silent.
I screwed up big time... I thought.
"I hafe never felt like dis before. I had harbored feelings for two oder vomen. One, I held dear to me like I do my Lord. The oder, I vas attracted to emotionally. The first, I vould hafe done anyding for her but, sadly it vas never meant to be for us to live happy lifes togeder. The second, the feelings vere never strong enough. Now, as I hafe been able to forget her vith time, my vounds are healed and I hafe been alloved to meet you by de Lord. De moment you entered through de door, my heart began to pound in my chest. It felt like it vanted to rip out of my body and leap into your hands. I could not explain the feeling den, but now, I can say dat it's because I care for you." He said as he rocked us from side to side.
"I don't know what heavenly spirit did this but, he did a great job at setting the bonds. It feels like I've known you forever. I don't want it to be true but in such short time, I already can't imagine myself apart from you." I said as tears fell from my eyes. I sniffled.
Kurt placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me away to look at my face.
"Vhy are you crying, liebe?" He asked as he wiped my tears away.
"I don't know. I just feel so overpowered by all of this. I dreamed about you before I even knew you existed, I can see you in my blindness, I feel like I've known you all my life...Do you suppose that it's..." I trailed off before I said something I would regret.
"Destiny? I suppose it's possible. Everything dat has happened doesn't profe it vrong. And...I feel de same vay." He said, finishing my sentence.
Another tear escaped my eye and then his tail came up and swiped it away gently. I smiled softly. His tail stroked my face softly and my eyes closed themselves in pure bliss. I took advantage of my own prehensile tail and wrapped it around one of his hands. I moved him towards my bed and made his sit by me.
"What are we going to do?" I whispered to him.
"About vhat?" He asked curiously.
"Kurt, right now this is wonderful but tomorrow might be different. I don't know what we're feeling. What if everything is awkward? Certainly everyone won't be expecting such a close relationship between us so soon. It'll be strange to say the least. I don't want to ruin your life." I said seriously.
"Ruin my life? Nokturna, I don't think it is possible for you to do such a thing. Eferyone else has noding to do vith us. Vhatever happens depends on you and I. Not dem. I don't knov vhat ve are feeling eider but I knov for certain dat I only care vhat you dink. Not dem." He said softly.
I chuckled to myself but my body shook and gave me away.
"Vhat?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Never in a million years would I have pictured something like this. Much less with a handsome blue mutant that is utterly perfect in my blind eyes." I said with a smile.
He flashed a toothy smile and sported a kind chuckle. "Dat did not make much sense." He said teasingly.
"You know what I was trying to say. As long as you know what I meant. It's like saying 'in the darkness without light'. Or something like that." I said with a giggle.
He chuckled again. "I just remembered a song I heard not too long ago. I vas passing by a room and I heard it and it caught my attention. It suits de moment." He said.
"Can you sing it to me?" I asked as I leaned into him.
"Me? Sing? Nein. I cannot. It is not humanly possible!" He said.
"That's alright. Your not human. Your a mutant. Go on, sing." I said.
"Alright, but tease me, and you vill be alone before you know it." He said and then he began to sing.
I closed both locks below the window,
I closed both blinds and turned away,
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple,
Sometimes good-byes the only way.
And the sun will set for you,
The sun will set for you,
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in gray,
And the sun will set for you.
Pink cards and flowers on your window,
Your friends all plead for you to stay,
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple,
Sometimes good-byes the only way.
And the sun will set for you,
The sun will set for you,
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in gray,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in gray,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in gray,
And the sun will set for you.
"That was beautiful." I said with a dreamy sigh.
"Beautiful? I hafe a horrible singing voice and I vas fighting vith my accent." He said.
"To me it sounded beautiful. It's a wonderful song. You were right. It was a 'good moment' song." I said.
"Sure, vhatefer you say, liebe." He said as he rolled his glowing golden eyes.
"Hey, you want to do something fun tomorrow?" I said excitedly.
"Vhat do you propose ve do?" He asked as he wrapped his tail around my waist casually. My placed my tail along his as I blushed.
"A prank. I think we should try and spook them." I said mischievously.
"Keep talking. Get into de details." He said interested.
"I think we should sneak around our friends and let them see us in a..." I trailed off as my whole face burned in embarrassment. "...promising position, and then before they could get their brains functioning you port us out, leaving them baffled. Then, when they see us again, we'll be casual if not strangers and when they ask, we can act shocked and slightly offended or look at them as if they were insane." I said.
Kurt laughed out. "Dat is brilliant! Messing vith their heads! Vhy hadn't I dought of dat before?" He said.
"Because you didn't have me." I said, I rubbed my tail against his dramatically and I looked at him slightly lustfully.
"Yeah, dat vill vork for tomorrow. As for now, stop teasing and safe it for tomorrow." He said in a husky whisper. That sent shivers down my spine quite literally because he noticed and smirked a toothy smirk.
"Same goes to you Mr. Wagner." I said jokingly.
"I hafe a feeling tomorrow is going to be fun." He said.
"As do I." I said with a devious smile. "Speaking of which, what time is it?" I asked as I showed him my watch.
"My Lord, it's 7 in de afternoon. Ve hafe been here for 3 hours. I think it's time ve parted for a vhile. To valk, think, shower, eat. Don't you think?" He said as he got up and stretched.
"That sounds wonderful." I said as I got up and stretched as well.
Kurt walked over to the night table and grabbed the bowl of cereal. Bamf!
I sighed and a smile crept up on my face. "Nightcrawler..." I whispered to myself with a giggle.
I walked over to my closet and looked for something to sleep in. I chose some shorts and a spaghetti top. I picked up my hair brush and walked into the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way. Once I entered the bathroom I remembered my razor so I went into my room to grab it. I went back into the bathroom. Of course I didn't bother to switch the lights on and I quickly stripped from my clothes and entered the tub. I let the hot water run on my pale skin for a while. Then, I took the razor and began to work. When I made sure I hadn't missed a spot, I quickly washed my hair and then body and out I went. I untangled my hair and then got dressed. I slipped my boots back on and came out of the shower. I placed my brush on the drawer and automatically put on my liner. I had been about 30 minutes in the shower and my stomach howled. I grabbed my glasses and put them on and I practically danced my way down to the kitchen. I opened the door and I went straight to the fridge. I looked around and found nothing appealing.
"I need meat in my system." I mumbled to myself.
"Move you little carnivore."
I lifted my head and bumped it with the fridge. I pulled my head out and rubbed it as I looked towards the voice.
"Logan, I think you meant, excuse me." I said.
"Will you get outta the way if I say yes?" He asked as he walked up to the fridge, causing me to move. "I think there's some chicken in here. Wanna sandwich? That's what I'm havin'." He offered as he took out the food.
"Yeah, sure, thanks." I said as I sat at the counter as he prepared the sandwiches.
"Where were you all day? I didn't see you anywhere." He asked.
"I uh- I was sleeping. I fell asleep because I'm still not used to the time change. I won't be for a while. I got up a while ago to take a shower and get some food." I said. For a lie, it was believable.
"I don't think I can believe that. Kurt told me the same thing. He told me he was tired and took a nap and he ended up 'recovering lost sleep' and he slept almost all day." He said as he handed me my sandwich and sat across from me.
"That makes sense, I hadn't seen him since he left the lounge this morning." I said casually.
"Hm." He said as he took a bite from his sandwich.
I took to eating my chicken sandwich quietly. Once I finished I looked up to see that Logan had finished too. I got up and grabbed our plates and walked towards the sink.
"Did you get Scott the rear-view mirror?" I asked as I began to wash the dishes.
"What's with you people and the damn mirror?" He asked annoyed.
"What's with you and not wanting to get him one? You took his bike without permission, you messed it up, you probably bought it back without gas and yet you won't be civil enough to at least get him the mirror? Not even if he has saved your ass you would get him that. And I'm sure he has." I said.
I heard him growl. "Alright I'll get him the goddamned mirror! Just get off my back!" He barked.
I smiled. "Good." I said simply. I finished washing the dishes and turned to face Logan. "So, you and Storm, huh?" I said teasingly.
"Not again! Me and Storm have nothing but a friendship going on! Period." He said angrily clenching his fists.
I raised my arms defensively. "Fine, fine. Alright Logan, whatever floats your boat. I'm not one to be saying much. I'm the newbie after all." I said sheepishly.
"That's right!" He said victoriously.
"But I don't see why not try, I mean, as long as everyone is badgering you about it, might as well go for it, right?" I said.
"Wrong." He said gruffly.
"Sha la la la la la my oh my...You wanna kiss de girl!" I mocked.
"I'm sure that's not even right." He said.
"Yeah I'm sure too but still, it got on your nerves and that's what I was going for." I teased.
"Stop it." He snapped and stormed out of the room.
"Dang, I didn't want it to get personal!" I called after him.
I sighed and left the kitchen to wander around for a bit. Not an hour passed when I bumped into the person I least wanted to ruin my mood.
"Watch it, Batty!" Rogue snapped angrily. "Can't you see I'm walkin' here? Oh right! You can't!" She teased.
"Batty? Is that all you got, Leech?" I snapped back angrily. "I don't need your lame insults. I'm in a good mood right now." I said as I brushed by her. She grabbed my wrist. "What?" I snapped as I turned to glare at her.
"I don't know what your planning but nothin' is gonna change so you can cut the good girl shit." Rogue threatened.
"What's your deal, Leech? I'm not planning anything! I don't want anything to change and I'm not a threat to you!" I practically shouted. I snatched my arm back and stormed off only to run head first into someone, crashing into the ground with the person.
"Oh, I didn't see you. Sorry." He apologized and bought me up to my feet.
I looked up and saw blue, crystal clear eyes. "Oh, Bobby. I should've been watching where I was going. Sorry." I apologized sheepishly.
I heard the Leech growl from behind me and next thing I knew, everything went black.
Long chapter. I'm sorry it took so long to update! I had left this on stand by and forgot about it! I added a little to it and I hope you liked it. I'm giving it a whole new twist in the next chapter including the fact that it will be in a general POV and stuff. I'm sorry about the late update guys!
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