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So, there were supposed to be a seen with Kitty and the professor, but I guess that'll have to wait till next chapter...
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The Xavier institute for gifted youngsters: Sunday 05:00 AM –The professor's office
Ororo:"You wanted to see me professor?"
Professor X: "Good morning to you too Ororo. Yes, that's why I called you. Take a seat."
Ororo: "Well then, what do you need me for? Has something happened?"
Professor X: "I have called Katherine's parents. Apparently they have been holding an important secret from us. Her and her parents are highly Jewish. Of cause this shouldn't really affect the girl that much, but if what I have been told is true, then her parents often talked about faith-related subjects in her present. Mrs. Pride also told me, that the girl has suffered a lot from nightmares, where mostly demon liked creatures occurred. This might be the reason why she was so scared of Kurt, and why she reacted as she did. She didn't see a mutant, only a demon, in other words, a nightmare coming to life. Sadly, this isn't the first time this confusion has happened to the boy, and as you know, that was partly the reason he came here. He came for the feeling of safety, which I'm afraid I won't be able to give him. His self esteem has been taken a lot of damage, and if it doesn't get better soon, then I'm afraid I have failed in helping him. "
Ororo: "So, the girl had a messed up childhood, what can I do about it?"
Professor X: "Kitty must continue her private lessons with you; the only different now, is that we know exactly what we're dealing with. You must teach her a bit more about mutations, and slowly make her go against her fear. If you can manage to do this, then I'll talk to her about the nightmares. She already knows the boy has a pointy blue tail, and even though she locked herself in her room, it could still have been far worse than it actually were."
Ororo: "So, what you're telling me is, that I have to teach her about the difference between a demon and a mutant?"
Professor X: "When you say it that way, yes. And don't worry; I'll have this talk with Logan too. Now you may go for now, as far as I know, it's your turn making breakfast."
Private session with Logan 08:00 AM
Logan: "Come on boy, keep it up! Beat the crap out of it!"
Kurt: "Yeah? And exactly how long do I have to do this?"
Logan: "Until I tell you to stop! Haven't we been through this enough already?"
Kurt: "No Herr. Logan, not the Boxing, I meant zee lessons. How many more do I need?"
Logan: "Enough, that's all I can tell you. I don't have a specific number; you're ready when you're ready."
Kurt: "But can't we at least do something else than hit stuff? I know I'm angry a lot lately, but my hands as well as the rest of my body are getting tired of all the wrestling and fist fighting, for not to talk about shooting, and especially the martial arts training. Swashbuckling would be cool though…"
Logan: "Oh, so you'll rather just sit and chat? I'm sorry kiddo, I'm not a good listener, but if that's what you need, then I'll at least try."
Kurt: "No, I mean… maybe I do, but…"
Logan: "Fine then, but if we're gonna do this, I'll need a beer. Hey elf, do you drink?"
*Logan slowly headed for a mini fridge, which was his own secret one, filled with beer and… Other stuff… *
Kurt: "Is it now I say no in fear of getting kicked out?"
Logan: "Hey, what chuck doesn't know, he can't get hurt from. Now was that a yes, or a no?"
Kurt: "Well yes, we did drink a bit back home…"
Logan: "Well then what do you want? Beer? Vodka? "
Kurt:"Do you have any Whiskey?"
Logan: "I do, but… Are you sure you want that, it's some pretty heavy stuff."
Kurt: "Yes I'm sure. As I said, I have been drinking before."
Logan: "Okay fine then, Whiskey it is."
Logan then pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels. He filled two glasses, and sat down on the small blue couch not far from the little fridge. Logan's private training room wasn't too small, but not to big either. Half of the room was meant to be for all kinds of training, and had a lot of free space, making it easy to move around, while the other part was meant for relaxation. Kurt had been spending a lot of his time in this room lately, either in the training part sparing with Logan, which he never won, or the more relaxing part, where they mostly meditated... Logan asked Kurt to sit down, and then he handed him a glass.
Logan: "So, how much am I supposed to give you without getting my butt spanked for making you drunk?"
Kurt: "Well, I guess I can take a bit more than a normal guy my age and weight, but not much."
Logan: "Great, just promise you won't tell anybody about this.
*A little time went without any talking, only drinking*
Logan: "Now, what do you wanna talk about kid?"
Kurt: "I don't know, I have all these questions stuck inside my head, big annoying questions that sometimes keeps me up all night, like; who's my real parents, why did they abandon me, why do I look this strange compared to other mutants, and exactly how do my body work compared to a normal teenage boys body? Keety keeps telling me how weird she's feeling about being a mutant, but for me she just looks like a regular girl. I mean her hair is normal, her eyes and ears are normal, even her hands and feet are all normal, but still she keeps complaining about fitting in, and not being normal. She only has to worry about not revealing her mutant gift, which she still sees as a curse. I have been feeling like a freak my entire life, and even though I kinda like Keety as a friend, she somehow makes me feel uncomfortable about myself. But at the same time, she's the only mutant around here who's almost the same age as me. Not to be rude about Scott, he's cool and all, the same with Jean but, it just isn't the same. The thing that makes her that bit different is that she has no idea how hard life really is, but at the same time, she's still a good listener. I mean she has been living the perfect life, that kinda life where the toughest she has ever been trough was getting bullied by some rich kids, then been tricked into stealing test results by that stupid boy Lance she keeps talking about, and then this mutant thing. She thinks it's destroying her social life. I just can't stand her hating, she seems so nice and happy but then all out of a sudden she starts yelling up about how cruel the world is. SHE HAS NO FRIGGING IDEA OF WHAT SHE'S TALKING ABOUT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! Her problems seem so small and unimportant!
Oh no look, I got a zit on my nose! Oh no there's like, totally a disgusting stain on my favorite shirt, people will so see me as gross if I wear this! Do these pants make me look fat? Oh wait, I am fat, as in really! I so have to go on a diet now! OMG, that girl is so like prettier than me! Oh, I just got a A- on my last math test, my parents are gonna kill me! My hair is like, so curly today, I guess I'll just stay home and eat my salad while telling everyone near me how hard my life is...
I just can't listen to her anymore, she drives me insane! I want to like her, I really do, but she makes me feel even worse about myself than ever! I mean she has loving parents, everyone at school seems to like her, she had a wonderful childhood, good and caring friends, she always gets good grates, and all in all, she has a perfect life, but doesn't seem to notice! All she does is complaining, all. day. long! As if she wanted me to feel sympathy for her. But I don't. Not to be rude, but she has honestly not given me a good reason for feeling sorry for her! I'm not saying my childhood was worse than hers, in fact it maybe were, but instead of complaining about it, I just try and forget it ever happened…
In fact, most of my life has been one fat lie, the woman I thought as my mom was just my foster mother, which meant that my siblings weren't my real siblings either. I don't wanna talk too much about my past, not even the present. I'll always be different, no doubt about that, but every time I try and accept it I fail. I fail to believe in myself, I disappoint myself, and I fail to trust others. Heck I don't even fully trust you or anyone else here; I'm just waiting for the day when you too kick me out the gates, which I guess will happen sooner or later, probably sooner… Am I right? Do you think about sending me back to Germany Logan? back to a life of fear and hatred delivered by the people who only believe what they see with their own two eyes? If that's the case, then I guess I deserve it…
And Logan… Thank you. Thank you for listening to me… Now if you'll excuse me, I promised Keety to help her with her Homework…
With that he turned on his image inducer and slowly leaved the room, leaving a stunned Logan behind.
Logan thinking: (Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to fill the kid with booze… I guess I'll have to talk to Charles again, this may actually be a bigger problem than we first realized)
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