During the many 'ports back to the base, Kurt was thinking hard. He had to get that machine out of commission permanently. It was a danger to everyone, human and mutant alike! It had to be stopped!
Hypocrite, Nightcrawler whispered gleefully in his mind, and Kurt tried to shake off the memories of sinful pleasure.
They rested for a while, the teleporting making both the Cajun and the German feel weak and woozy. Kurt lay on a rock, letting the sun warm his fur as he rested, panting hard. How could he make this work? He knew that Magneto would fight viciously to protect his machine, so a conflict was unavoidable. But what could he do?
Nightcrawler crept up, telling him the obvious course. Firstly, it would be clean with maybe just a little bit of blood and it would be very pleasurable…
But Kurt shook his head, curling up tighter, his muscles aching. After seeing how he had hurt Scott, Kurt never wanted to do that again. Ever. He had never really realized just how much he was hurting people, and he didn't want to anymore.
The Nightcrawler scoffed and slunk away, hovering in the shadows. Kurt felt him there, but had no more energy to deal with him right now. Later. He'd deal with him later. There was always time later…
Kurt got up and felt he could continue. Remy saw this and came, putting his hand on the mutant's shoulder and three more 'ports had them back in the room, right by the doors.
"Where did he go?" The shout echoed loudly through the room and Kurt saw that Magneto had grabbed Todd's uniform-front and had him pinned up against the wall. Todd wriggled and struggled, but couldn't escape. He coughed out that he didn't know where Kurt was, but the magnetic mutant scowled and barked, "You came with him! Now where is he!"
"How the hell should I know?! Lemme go!" Todd retorted, trying to kick with his powerful legs.
But Magneto quickly shifted his grip to be around Todd's throat and Todd's struggled grew worse as the gloved hand began to tighten, slowly. He clawed at the hand, gasping for breath. "Where is he?" Magneto asked again, clearly and slowly, obviously at the end of his patience.
Todd's sight was growing dim, and he whimpered out, "I don't know!"
The old mutant frowned and leaned closer to Todd, saying as he squeezed, "How unfortunate. I could have used a mutant like you. But it seems that you're too weak to be of any use…"
Todd's struggles grew weaker and then suddenly he was on the floor, panting and coughing harshly. He looked up to see Magneto a foot away, rubbing his head. He looked down at his smoking uniform and glared at Gambit, who had another charged card ready, saying with a smile, "Si tu veux jouer, joues avec moi…"
Magneto growled angrily and floated up into the air, and suddenly thousands of slivers of metal floated up around him, all pointing at the Cajun, who suddenly appeared a little less sure of himself. But as Magneto sent them down, Kurt appeared in a cloud of smoke, grabbed Remy and 'ported again, leaving another puff of smoke behind. They reappeared on the other side of the room, and Magneto was knocked out of the air as the left-behind card was punctured by the needles and exploded. He got up to see Kurt and Remy running to the machine and anger flared in the older mutant's eyes. Silently, he gestured.
Remy was amazed at how fast Kurt could run on all fours. He was sprinting hard to just keep up with the blue mutant! But then Kurt's body buckled and he tumbled to the floor, letting out a shrill cry of pain. Remy reached his side and winced. The thin metal pole had speared him right in the chest, slipping between the lower ribs and one end stuck out of each side of Kurt's chest. Kurt tried to 'port without it and thus remove it, but the pain made it hard to concentrate.
He was barely able to register a grunt of pain as Remy was knocked away but then felt a hand grab his shirt-front. He let out a gasp as he was lifted up to Magneto's face. Kurt tried again to port, but the pain… The pain was his world now… Deep and cold and deadly… He barely noticed as Magneto shouted angrily at him, didn't register what it meant as a knife floated up near his face…
The glob of green slime struck Magneto full in the face, knocking him backwards. Kurt fell to the floor and instantly, both Todd and Remy were upon him. Todd held him down while Remy grabbed the metal and yanked it out, making Kurt howl in primal pain. But then he breathed easier. He could move now!
He sat up, and Todd asked him, "How come you haven't shrunk him yet, you idiot?! It'd make this a lot easier!"
Kurt got on all fours (it made the wound hurt less) answering, "I'm never doing that again. It's not worth it."
Remy scowled, saying, "Don't be stupid, Bleu! That's your ace! Use it!"
Kurt wanted to explain to them how he couldn't anymore. After seeing the burns and the blood on his best friend that HE had caused… He just couldn't handle the idea anymore. Suddenly there was a roar and Kurt looked up just in time to have Sabertooth tackle him to the ground, pinning him down easily. Kurt struggled, and finally got his head together enough to 'port, reappearing up in the rafters, blood dripping down his side.
Hidden in the shadows, Kurt gripped the beam with his tail and hung down, surveying the scene. Colossus held Todd easily as the frog mutant kept kicking him, the powerful blows clanging dully and ineffectively on the metallic skin. Pyro had Gambit pinned to the wall with a huge tiger of flames, though he looked pained at his actions. If the Cajun tried to escape, he'd be incinerated.
Magneto went to the two captured mutants and stopped in front of Todd, barking, "You've been a problem for too long, Toad!" He then nodded to Colossus who started walking to the machine. Todd struggled and protested, but was thrown into the chamber. He spun around at once, but even as he leapt, the door slid shut, the dull 'thud' of Todd's impact followed by a pained groan.
"Let him go or you'll be short three henchmen."
Magneto paused and turned slowly from the control panel. Kurt was barely five feet away from him, his eyes glowing yellow, fangs bared. His fists were clenched by his sides, but in his tail were the shrunken Acolytes. Pyro was freaking out and begging for mercy, while Colossus and Sabertooth tried using their strength to free themselves. If Kurt felt these attempts, he made no sign of it, glaring at Magneto. Remy stood behind him, smiling broadly.
Magneto looked amused, but then smiled coldly, saying, "As you wish." and with a gesture, the door opened and Todd sprang out, panting fearfully. He looked at Kurt, but instead of recognition, he saw something that scared him even worse than the killer machine. The teleporter's eye sockets were glowing a soft yellow. Todd remembered quite clearly what had happened the last time he had seen that and cursed softly. As soon as Todd was out of the chamber, Kurt leapt at the older mutant, roaring angrily.
The shrunken mutants were dropped the instant he sprang and Remy quickly gathered them up and ducked as a beam of metal flew towards the battling mutants. He ran to a corner, behind a sheet of metal, Todd huddling next to him. Almost every bit of metal in the room was in the air and flying around and they both knew that while they were strong, sticking their heads around this barrier was just asking for a face-full of metal and hence, death. Todd could hear the two mutants fighting and he shivered, not knowing that Kurt could sound so primal and animalistic. It was like there was a beast that had been set loose. And from the curses they heard, it was safe to assume that Magneto was equally surprised.
After a steel beam shot over their heads, embedding itself in the wall, Remy snuck a peek at his fellow Acolytes. Sabertooth looked scared and was crouching, ready to run. He saw Remy and while he didn't looked relieved, he at least regained his usual sneer. Colossus was staring at his normal hand, obviously wondering why he was unarmored since he hadn't commanded the change. Pyro was the worst. He was on his side, sobbing fearfully, his eyes squeezed shut. Remy thought about comforting him, but upon hearing Todd yelp, quickly re-cupped his hands and rolled to the side, the beam missing him by inches. He decided that he'd worry about survival first.
Suddenly, it grew very, very quiet and in that silence, they clearly heard a rush of wind and then Pietro saying loudly, "I didn't find h-" A pause and then the speed demon shouted, "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED IN HERE?!"
Remy and Todd peeked over their little shelter hesitantly.
Pietro had run over the country-side in a ten miles radius, trying to find the teleporter, but had come up empty-handed. So he'd run back to the base, hoping that maybe they'd caught Kurt so he could teach him a proper lesson. But he paused in the doorway, frozen.
The room had been torn apart and scraps of metal littered the ground. It looked like the metal beams had been pulled right out of the walls and the ceiling and dust and plaster made sight difficult. Pietro sped forwards to the machine and gasped. At one point during this crazy fight, a huge beam of metal had been slammed down on the machine and it sparked weakly, destroyed beyond repair.
Pietro then saw a shape, crouching down on the floor. It had its back to him and it was easy to see that it was using one of its hands to keep upright, kinda like a tripod. The free hand seemed to be holding something. Pietro had a sudden urge to run, fast and far away, but morbid curiosity prompted him to take one silent step forwards. Then he heard a noise like a squeak, but realized with shock that it was a voice, a very small one, shouting angrily, "Release me! NOW!"
Pietro choked down a gasp. He knew that voice! It was Magneto!
The creature laughed soft and low, asking quietly, "What's the matter? Don't like being helpless?" Pietro saw motion near the floor and his eyes were drawn to it. It was the creature's tail, the very tip of it twitching happily back and forth. The speed demon gulped hard while a distant part of his brain realized that it was Kurt in front of him, but he couldn't really register that. Nor could he register the fact that Kurt was currently holding his father in his hand.
Pietro was frozen, feeling scared, no, terrified, to move, lest he be discovered.
Kurt chuckled as Magneto again shouted to be released, yelling indignantly, "Don't you know who I am?"
The teleporter's head bobbed as he nodded, replying softly, "Yes I do. You're the one who likes to experiment with other mutant's genes and DNA… Not a very nice thing to do." he quipped afterwards with a fanged smile, his tone dangerous.
Magneto seemed to swell up a little bit, replying haughtily, "With risk comes progress! If the weak don't survive, then they aren't worthy of life! Only the strong shall inherit the earth that they rightly deserve!" Kurt's fur ruffled as his tail began to move back and forth in a serpentine motion, making almost no sound as it moved over the floor. The barb wasn't flicking anymore; a clear sign of his anger. Magneto didn't notice this red flag, shouting, "Release me this instant or you will face the consequences!" When Kurt refused to obey, just staring at him, Magneto's anger welled up and he began to curse, saying, "You were a waste of my time! I should have known that a weakling like you couldn't be improved, no matter how much manipulation I did! You're a failure!" The blue mutant's chest was swelling up a little bit and the glowing eyes were narrowing, but Magneto continued to struggle, not looking at Kurt as he tried to pry the huge fingers away from him, saying, "When I am returned to normal, I'm going to make sure you pay for this disobedience and defiance!"
"I'm not turning you back." Kurt voice was quiet and soft, stating an irrefutable fact. Magneto didn't register he'd spoke, seeming to ignore him.
But when Kurt suddenly chuckled once, very softly, Magneto looked up at him, barking, "What?" acting like the teleporter was bothering him.
"I'm not turning you back." Kurt repeated quietly, now smiling broadly. This time it seemed to sink in, because Magneto stopped struggled and scowled up at him. Kurt then explained quietly, "I had thought that maybe, just maybe, we could talk and get a few things straight, but it's clear to me that it would be a waste of MY time to try and drill new ideas into that metallic skull of yours."
Magneto began to protest, but Kurt leaned forwards, and flicked at the little helmeted-skull, making the mutant cry out in pain. If it hadn't been for the helmet, Magneto was sure he'd have been knocked out cold by the powerful blow. It was just after he'd shaken his thoughts back into place that he seemed to realize just how fragile his life had become. If Nightcrawler had flicked just a little harder… The first feelings of fear began to flicker at the edge of his mind as he thought about how easily Kurt could have killed him. But he swelled up angrily, shouting, "How dare you! Put me back to normal!"
Kurt raised an eyebrow, asking, "Stubborn little thing, aren't you?" He then raised Magneto up to his face, purring, "I'm NOT going to put you back to normal. Want to know why?" He then grinned hugely, whispering, "Because you are weak. And the weak aren't worthy of life…"
Magneto's eyes grew huge as Kurt threw his words right back at him, but this time with an even deadlier meaning. Desperately trying to regain what little control he could, Magneto said, "N-Nightcrawler… That's e-enough…" wishing desperately that he didn't sound so terrified. The teleporter only grinned wider…
Pietro was frozen, having heard the entire conversation. Kurt wasn't seriously thinking about trying to hurt the most powerful mutant in the world was he? The thought was unthinkable! The only one who could ever hurt Magneto was Xavier, and he was gone. No one could hurt Magneto! It was impossible!
He stared again at the dark figure as both hands came down on the floor, both empty. Pietro then wondered where his father was, making a soft whimper of uncertainty. Then the figure's head turned and Pietro stepped back from the hungry, glowing eyes, fear-induced adrenaline flooding his veins.
As much as he had tried to deny it, it was undeniably Kurt in front of him, but there was something that was just oh-so-wrong. He was crouched down on the floor on all fours, his tail curled up around his legs, the barb swishing a tiny bit. It was the same crouching stance he always had but this time it seemed lower and he looked ready to spring. Ready to spring…and to kill. Pietro found himself calculating just how fast he'd have to be to avoid a pounce.
But then he noticed that Kurt was bleeding from a hole in his shirt, down by the base of his rib cage. But the teleporter didn't seem to notice the wound, glaring at Pietro, as if annoyed at being interrupted, the blood dripping with soft little pats to the floor.
No… wait. Kurt's wound was bleeding, yes, but his blood was being soaked up by his shirt and fur, not a drop hitting the floor. When why was the collection of blood droplets under Kurt increasing, small though they were?
Pietro's blue eyes went very wide as he finally understood. Kurt's lips and chin were blood red, the crimson liquid dripping off unnoticed. Pietro then noticed that Kurt had a bit of cloth sticking out from between his bloody lips. Purple cloth, and didn't it look just the same color as Magneto's cloak?
Kurt stared at him for a while before he began to chew, the cloth drawn into his mouth by the process. The soft cracks were easily heard in the huge silence of the room, but Kurt didn't seem to notice. He just crouched there, chewing softly, blood dripping down his chin. The little puddle on the floor was larger now.
The blue mutant suddenly paused and with a snap of his head, spat something out. It hit the ground with a tiny little 'clink', like a dropped coin, and Pietro felt like his blood had turned to rain as it skidded and bumped again his foot. It was tiny, about the size of a decent-sized marble and was covered in red blood and shredded meat, but the original purple color of Magneto's helmet was easily distinguishable.
Pietro stared at it, then at the blue mutant, who simply swallowed the chewed-up meat. Remy, deeming that the quiet meant it was okay to come out, came forwards, still holding the little mutants, questioning softly, "Bleu? You okay?" Kurt didn't seem to hear him and just licked his lips. Then, like some sort of animal, Kurt licked his hand, wiped it on his blood-soaked fur, licked his hand clean and repeated the process. After his face was clean, he bent down, lapping the blood from the floor, his eye sockets still glowing that disturbing yellow color. Suddenly his head jerked up and he sniffed the air. Without warning, he turned and sprang at Remy.
The Cajun was caught off guard and fell backwards as Kurt tackled him, his head hitting the floor hard. Remy groaned in pain and sat up, staring in horror. Kurt had pried his hands open and had taken the small mutants. He was a few feet away, chewing nosily, blood dripping down his recently-cleaned chin to land on the metallic floor. The teleporter had Colossus in one hand and his tail held the squirming Pyro. Gambit shivered, realizing who it was that the teleporter was currently munching, knowing it was far too late to help him. He also knew that if he tried to stop the blue mutant, he stood a good chance of getting eaten himself.
Kurt swallowed, and then bent over again, lapping at the spilt blood like a hellish demon, following this up by licking his fingers clean. Then, without any warning, he shoved his tail into his mouth, shutting his lips on it and the terrified Pyro.
Remy blanched and cried out, "Non, Bleu, non! Arrêt! S'il te plaît! [No Blue, no! Stop! Please!]" The teleporter paused, but then drew his tail out of his mouth, empty. But he hadn't swallowed yet, and Remy winced, trying not to notice how he could hear faint, faint Australian-accented cries for help. He then pleaded to Kurt, "Spit him out, Bleu… He's a good kid. Crazy, but a good kid…"
Kurt stared at him, the glowing eyes narrowing slightly in displeasure, tail-tip swishing lightly.
Remy knew what a tremendous risk he was taking, but he couldn't stand to see John killed like this. Remy then slowly, ever-so-slowly, walked towards Kurt, saying, "He doesn't deserve that. Let him go." Kurt didn't release Pyro, but didn't resist as Remy gently took the shaking Piotr from his grasp. Kurt stared at Remy, glowing yellow eyes hardly blinking, his desire plain. Remy swallowed hard and pressed his luck, saying softly, "S'il te plait, lâche-lui. [Please, let him go.]"
It was like a switch had been flipped.
The yellow glow retreated back into golden orbs and Kurt blinked, as if surprised. He looked at Remy, and then froze, obviously aware of Pyro sobbing brokenly in his mouth. He lifted a hand and gently eased John out. The Australian was curled up tightly in Kurt's palm, legs tucked close to his shaking chest, covering his head as he cried, not even noticing that his uniform was soaked in bloody slime. After a time, he calmed down and peeked upwards through a crack between his arms. He saw the teleporter smiling at him, fangs bared, and curled up tightly again, his body shaking with sobs and terror. Kurt stared at him, chuckling softly. He didn't seem ashamed of what he'd done, and instead bore the air of being highly amused.
Remy put Piotr on the floor and Kurt laid Pyro next to him and a second later found them both at their normal sizes. Piotr was shaking but seemed okay, and Remy gently kneeled next to Pyro, trying to soothe him. Kurt stood up, licking his lips clean of blood and watched with an amused expression as Remy sat John up, using a handkerchief to wipe blood from the sobbing boy's cheek, talking soothingly in French.
A soft whimper made Kurt turn and he found himself staring at Pietro, who hadn't moved during all this time, amazing as that was. Pietro looked at Kurt, then down at the tiny little helmet by his foot, back at Kurt and promptly passed out.
Kurt smiled and walked out past him, stepping easily and silently over his limp body. He went to the machine, found the remaining crystals and using a hunk of metal, smashed at them until they turned into dust. He dusted himself off and turned back to the surviving Acolytes. John wasn't crying anymore, but was clinging to the Cajun, shaking hard and Todd and Colossus were rousing Lance and Freddy. Kurt then grinned and walked slowly back to where Pietro lay, unconscious and vulnerable. Remy saw this and thinking that Kurt was planning on another snack, barked, "Bleu! No!" but Kurt flashed him a grin and Remy fell silent, curious.
The blue mutant kneeled next to Pietro, and gently began to rub the speed demon's shoulder. Pietro moaned and then his eyes opened slowly. They snapped fully open as he saw who was over him, but knew better than to try and run. He was trapped. He started shaking, whimpering, "Please… Don't hurt me…"
Kurt smiled, baring his fangs, and his tail barb slipped around and gently caressed Pietro's cheek, saying, "Let's get something straight right here and now, Quicksilver. If you even think of trying to get back at me as revenge for what's happened here…" His tail-barb slipped off Pietro's face and instead slid down to rub gently against his abs, the threat plain. Pietro's blue eyes contracted, but he nodded, shaking. Kurt smiled and patted his head, ruffling the perfect white hair. Pietro shivered, déjà vu flooding through him.
"Kurt?"
Everyone looked up in surprise to find the other X-Men at the doorway, Scott leaning heavily on Jean and Bobby. Kurt stood up, asking, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Bobby used his ice slides to get us back here." Scott explained. "What happened?"
The blue mutant gave a fanged smile, purring, "Let's just say that we don't have to worry about Magneto bothering us ever again."
There was complete silence before Jean whispered, "Are… are you serious?"
"Yep." Kurt said and walked past them, to the exit of the base. The X-Men looked at the other mutants, and Remy nodded, grimacing. Not knowing what else to do, everyone started following, not wanting to be in the destroyed room anymore. They were all silent, except for Kurt, who was humming quietly to himself, smiling broadly.
As Kurt walked out of the base, however, they heard him curse loudly in German. They ran forwards and found Kurt crouching, looking at the armed men surrounding the exit. One man stepped forwards, saying with a pleased tone, "Well, done, Nightcrawler. Well done indeed."
"Who are you?" Kurt asked softly, his tail going stiff.
The man looked shocked, asking playfully, "Don't you remember me?"
Recognition flared in the golden eyes as Kurt pointed at him, saying accusingly, "You're the one who kept me in that room!"
The man nodded, saying, "Yep. You did wonderfully, Nightcrawler! We're very, very pleased!"
"What are you talking about?" Kurt barked, now getting angry.
"Single-handedly, you've eliminated our second greatest enemy! It was amazing!" The man was smiling broadly, looking like a proud father.
"What is all this?" Scott suddenly asked from behind Kurt.
"And what do you mean by second?" Kurt added.
The man frowned at seeing the other mutants, saying, "You left some behind? We'll have to work on that." At the same time another man said, "The first being that bald mind-reader."
While the X-Men looked confused and horrified, Kurt froze as the pieces came together. Indeed, it had been a couple days after the professor's death that his new talent had appeared.
"The professor?" Kitty squeaked softly.
"You're the ones who killed the professor?" Kurt whispered, the sound so soft it was barely heard.
"When we discovered the prototype formula was gone, we knew something like this would happen. But we never imaged that it would work so well for us!" The man explained, grinning widely. He then gestured to the men behind him, who all lifted their rifles, and said, "Now, Nightcrawler, you get a choice. You can either work for us, or be killed."
"Not much of a choice." Remy quipped loudly, frowning.
The man frowned at him, retorting sharply. "It never is."
"Everyone go back inside."
The mutants started at Kurt, who was looking at the men before him, his tail stiff and unmoving. His hands were clenched tightly by his sides and it was plain to see that his muscles were tense.
"Bleu…" Remy muttered, trying to dissuade him. Blood was the last thing anyone needed.
Kurt turned to them and the glowing eyes were back, this time with a reddish tint. Softly, Kurt ordered, "Go."
Todd began backing up, saying nervously, "Um… I say we listen to the fuzzy one." The others were going to protest, but then heard the sound of lots of rifles cocking, and they all sprinted back into the base, Colossus quickly slamming the huge doors shut. There was silence for a while, and then the shooting started.
Everyone cringed, covering their ears at the deafening noise. This continued for about twenty minutes until they noticed that the sound was diminishing. But not because the fight was moving off. The sound was getting softer because fewer guns were firing. Scott winced as gunfire peppered the doors behind them. The bullets didn't penetrate the thick metal of the door, but it made the sound echo in the hallway and it echoed painfully in their ears as well. Scott looked up to see everyone, even Remy and Colossus, crouched down, covering their ears, trying not to go deaf from the horrific amount of noise.
The silence was almost as loud as the gunfire had been, and for a long time, no one noticed the change until Pietro coughed softly. Hesitantly, they all got up, and Colossus armored up, removing the door a little bit, letting Remy peer out. The Cajun's red and black eyes widened as he saw that there was no one outside except for Kurt, who was sitting down hardly two feet away, holding something small in his hand and talking to it. It was the man from before! Remy gulped hard, but found that he could hear what they were saying, faint though it was.
"Why me?" Kurt asked coldly, licking blood from his lips.
The man struggled, but found out that he was helpless. He then said, "It wasn't supposed to be you! It was supposed to be one of our own men, but you got the prototype by mistake!"
Kurt considered this, and then had a flash of memory. That little vial he had found that morning! With the raspberry stuff! That was their formula. "So there was only one?" the mutant asked.
The man nodded, saying, "We were planning on having it duplicated that night."
The teleporter thought about this for a while, just holding the guy, not looking at him. After a time, he asked without turning, "What were you going to use this for?"
"Um…" The man hesitated, obviously reluctant to speak. But when Kurt looked at him and began to squeeze, crushing his ribcage, he gasped out, "It's a weapon!"
"A weapon?" Kurt repeated, obvious displeasure in his tone.
The man nodded and when Kurt eased up on the pressure, gasped hard, saying, "The idea was to get rid of the mutants. See, the shrinking cuts their powers by means of-"
"I know that." Kurt interrupted, fangs bared in a cold smile of forced patience.
The man then said softly, "O-once powerless, we could easily… um…" He grew silent, seeing the golden eyes narrow.
"Kill them? Study them?" Kurt asked softly, his words punctuated by little squeezes. The man stayed silent until Kurt growled, "Say it."
"…Yes." The man finally admitted.
Kurt was silent for a long time before asking, "Who else knows about me?"
The man knew by now that lying wouldn't help him, so he confessed, "No one. It's top secret."
Kurt suddenly began to grin and said smoothly, "So… If you were to, I don't know, just so happen to disappear off the face of the earth and took my secret with you…" He winked, smiling broadly and suggestively.
The man's eyes widened as he began to struggle again, pleading, "WHAT?! No! Don't think like that! Let me go!"
"Why should I?" Kurt snapped; his smile replaced with cold, eager hunger. "You were probably going to kill me anyway, weren't you?" The man spluttered for an answer, came up with none, and started pleading instead, hands clasped. But Kurt just purred as he lifted his hand…
Remy ducked back behind the door, panting hard and trying not to vomit as he heard the pleading squeaks get suddenly cut off. He turned to the others, but they too were frozen. They had heard the exchange as well. Hesitantly, Remy looked out again to see Kurt lying on his back in the sunshine, one hand rubbing his stomach as he purred softly to himself. Remy coughed, and the blue mutant looked up he smiled and stood saying cheerfully, "We're done here."
Nightcrawler then walked past the stunned mutants towards the garage, picking his teeth idly with a scrap of metal he'd picked up.