Hell Hath No Fury | By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 4993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hell Hath No Fury Chapter Six
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
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“What
the…”
“Oh, that’s
just one of the security measures,” Jean said lightly, not quite looking at
their guest. As she spoke, the wrought
iron gate swung open and the red glow around the bars ceased. “The first of many.”
Hellboy nodded. “Right. Security measures.
I’m guessin’ this isn’t just a namby pamby boarding
school.” “Like… gills?”
It was
Jean’s turn to sigh. “Kitty, don’t. I think the Professor can explain it better
than we can, but no, Kurt, no gills. Not most of the time, anyway.”
Kurt’s eyes
became round, glowing orbs as he looked up at Hellboy,
almost panicked. Hellboy,
for his part, merely smirked. Liz was
smiling so he knew it was not all bad. “Okay,
let’s meet this Professor guy.”
Hours
later, Kurt stood inside a bare room, empty save for a neatly made bed and an empty
chest of drawers with a mirror over it.
A closet stood open, exposing empty racks for clothes and shoes, and the
curtains at the window were a neutral color, meant to be replaced as soon as
the new resident made a decision. He was
more frightened than he had ever been in his entire remembered life. “Well,” Scott said behind him, “here you are.”
“This…is
mine?” He blinked and tried to step
back, running into Scott’s chest instead.
“I can’t… I don’t want to!”
Scott
sighed. “Your…friend… is
downstairs. He’s fine. Don’t worry.
This is a safe place.” He nudged Kurt gently forward,
blocking the exit with his body in the process.
“Get some sleep and in the morning, when you get some food in you, we’ll
start sorting you out.”
Kurt nodded
once and Scott shut him in the room with a cheery good night. He listened hard as the other teenager
departed down the hall but the dreaded click of the lock never came. They were trusting
him, he thought, amazed. They were trusting him not to run away again… Hesitantly, he padded to the bed and set the
borrowed clothes down on it carefully. Someone had found a pair of sweat pants
and made a hasty tail hole for him and a t-shirt, slightly worn but clean and
neatly folded, completed the ensemble.
He sighed as he realized that he had little choice but to sleep naked or
in his dirty clothes. He had been shown
where the showers were and the bathroom, but he was afraid of the cold white
tile and chrome fixtures. He could not
put his finger on why, but he knew the sight sent sharp chills of dread down
his spine. His tail swished in agitation
as he sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, swallowing dryly.
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