Through the Fog - Chapter 16
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ladydraceWoah, I haven't updated this since April! But in my defence, I did have a baby in the meantime, so... here it is! Chapter 16! We're rapidly nearing the end!
Title: Through the Fog
Codes: X-men Evolution, Nightcrawler/Toad.
Part 16/19
Rating: Better make this chapter NC-17 to be safe.
Warnings: Violence.
Beta: None. Probably loads of weird errors and typos, but at least it's only myself who's to blame.
Feedback: Yes please. Even 'it sucks' would be appreciated.
Disclaimer: I don't own any green prehensile delights or fluffy goodness elfs. Or even the concepts thereof. *sigh* Not mine. At all. Oh I only wish.
Summary: Todd gets an unexpected visit from his past after 10 years, and the war moves in again.
Chapter 16.
Todd's bare feet made no noise on the carpet, as he padded along swiftly through the dark corridor. He had no idea where the Professor's room was, so he opted for the office, hoping the old geezer was still up.
Turning a corner, he suddenly felt woozy. His hand reached out for support from the wall, but never made it that far, before his legs gave in and he landed in a heap on the floor. The walls seemed to fly away from him in dizzying circles and he closed his eyes to avoid throwing up. The dream started again immediately behind his eyelids and it picked up exactly where he woke up earlier.
He was jumping his longest frog jumps, making his way at top speed as far away from the warehouse as possible. What could he do? Where could he go? His mind was running in circles while he darted aimlessly from one street to the next, hiding in the shadows. Daylight slowly crept up on him and the first people started to appear on the streets, making their way to jobs and schools.
School... of course! The X-geeks! They would know what to do! If he just told one of them, their goody-goody tendencies would force them to do something about it! Problem solved and out of his hair! There was just one small problem... would any of them even stop and listen to him for just a second? Todd doubted it. They all kept their distance as much as possible. He couldn't exactly blame them, since his 'dumpster no.5' smell and his bad attitude was worse than ever. Frankly, the only one of them he'd been in the company of for more than five minutes had been... Fuzzy! Blue Boy did seem to be his best bet, since Todd had already successfully managed to get his help saving Wanda once before.
Todd was almost on school grounds when he realized that he couldn't just walk up to Fuzzy and talk to him. First of all, the elf probably wouldn't stick around and speak to him at all, but if he did for some inexplicable reason, it would look extremely weird. And if there was one thing that drew a lot of unwanted attention at school, it was weirdness. No. He couldn't risk it. He would have to do what he always did. Annoy the shit out of everyone around him. Maybe if he could get Blue Boy riled up enough to meet him after school for a bit of mutual loathing? Yeah. That might work.
Comforted by his plan, Todd wandered into school as he always did; with no books and a general disregard for the educational system. He usually only showed up when the other Brotherhood mutants did or when he was hungry enough to hang around for a couple of lessons to pilfer a few lunch boxes or pick a few pockets. To his great relief, he didn't see any of the others, so they probably weren't in school that day.
As it turned out, his plan worked a little too well. Fuzzy was in a terrible mood and it took no more than three paper balls bouncing off the back of his head before he was ready to kill the 'verdammte' Toad. By lunchtime, Todd decided to leave school and wait in the alley behind that fast food joint he could never remember the name of. But Blue Boy seemed to like it and had taken that chick of his there once or twice. Which of course, Todd had taken as a prime opportunity to ambush and piss off the geekiest of X-geeks the world had ever seen. It had become some sort of regular battleground for them after a few times, so when Fuzzy had told him to prepare for death, Todd knew it would have to be here.
As the sun sunk lower on the sky, Todd huddled behind the dumpster and managed to find a few half eaten burgers that were not too bad. Actually they were quite edible compared to a lot of the other things he ate sometimes. Not to mention the abundance of flies simply waiting to become lunch and later dinner. Busy as he was catching the flies and perfecting his aim, he didn't notice when there was a sudden whiff of sulfur in the air and a shadow closed in on him.
The asfalt made rather violent contact with Todd's face when Kurt landed on his back, clawing at him with all he had. They rolled and grappled, Todd taking advantage of his powerful legs to twist around and keep the sharp claw-like nails off him with both hands and tongue. Only then did he realize just how incensed Fuzzy must be. He hadn't even bothered turning off his inducer, but had simply jumped at Todd the second he was in view.
It dawned on Todd that he hadn't really thought further than this. How would he manage talking to Fuzzy at all, while being punched in the face? Not to mention doing so while using his tongue to hold on to his teleporting nemesis to prevent him from bolting. He would have to chance it. He pulled his tongue back and would have talked, if Fuzzy didn't pick that exact moment to head-butt him so hard that Todd saw little birdies, and teleport away a second later.
Shaking his head to clear it, Todd finally spotted Kurt crouching on a nearby wall, panting and wheezing, his holo-image flickering away around him, as the inducer fizzled and died. Todd held out his hands to avoid further attack and yelled:
“WOAH! Hold up, Fuzzy! I need to talk to you!”
Kurt barked back:
“HAH! Vhat could you possibly have to say to me?! Vant me to lend you my inducer again? Vell, you can have it! It's broken anyvay!”
Kurt threw the wristwatch at Todd with undisguised anger written all over his face and Todd hurried on:
“No, I swear, ain't nothin' like that! I gotta tell you somethin'! It's important!”
With a puff and flash, Kurt was gone and Todd cursed under his breath, afraid that the elf had gone away completely.
“YO! Fuzz Face! Come back! I ain't kiddin'! It's really important! Wanda's in danger!”
Apparently that was all Kurt needed to know, because the next second, Todd was kicked in the back and flew forward, only to be met by a cloud of sulfur and a fist, breaking his nose. Dazed, he kicked at thin air and almost fell over from the force of the next punch, coming from a completely new angle. Fuzzy was really going all out and pulling some new tricks out of his sleeve. Bleeding from his nose and slightly cross-eyed, Todd turned to meet the next punch and instead he heard a decidedly horrible noise as his skull cracked from the blow of something much harder than a fist or foot. Not a second later, both of Kurt's feet hit Todd in the chest and he was flung against the dumpster with a cracking sound as his arm broke against the sharp edge.
He was going to get back up and continue the fight, but for some odd reason his legs didn't work. The world spun as he fell over sideways as if in slow motion and he landed face down in a patch of filth smelling quite as nasty as himself. He wanted to roll out of it, but his body didn't work. He could only lie there are blink stupidly as the greyish dirt turned red from the copious amounts of blood running from his skull onto the ground.
From somewhere behind him, he heard a gasp and the low 'bamf' as Fuzzy teleported away. Todd was pretty sure he was supposed to be in a lot of pain, but he didn't feel anything. A little sleepy perhaps. Yes... a nap would be good. His eyes were closing when a cool gust of wind tickled his forehead and a something cold touched his arm. And then all went black.
Onwards.
Title: Through the Fog
Codes: X-men Evolution, Nightcrawler/Toad.
Part 16/19
Rating: Better make this chapter NC-17 to be safe.
Warnings: Violence.
Beta: None. Probably loads of weird errors and typos, but at least it's only myself who's to blame.
Feedback: Yes please. Even 'it sucks' would be appreciated.
Disclaimer: I don't own any green prehensile delights or fluffy goodness elfs. Or even the concepts thereof. *sigh* Not mine. At all. Oh I only wish.
Summary: Todd gets an unexpected visit from his past after 10 years, and the war moves in again.
Chapter 16.
Todd's bare feet made no noise on the carpet, as he padded along swiftly through the dark corridor. He had no idea where the Professor's room was, so he opted for the office, hoping the old geezer was still up.
Turning a corner, he suddenly felt woozy. His hand reached out for support from the wall, but never made it that far, before his legs gave in and he landed in a heap on the floor. The walls seemed to fly away from him in dizzying circles and he closed his eyes to avoid throwing up. The dream started again immediately behind his eyelids and it picked up exactly where he woke up earlier.
He was jumping his longest frog jumps, making his way at top speed as far away from the warehouse as possible. What could he do? Where could he go? His mind was running in circles while he darted aimlessly from one street to the next, hiding in the shadows. Daylight slowly crept up on him and the first people started to appear on the streets, making their way to jobs and schools.
School... of course! The X-geeks! They would know what to do! If he just told one of them, their goody-goody tendencies would force them to do something about it! Problem solved and out of his hair! There was just one small problem... would any of them even stop and listen to him for just a second? Todd doubted it. They all kept their distance as much as possible. He couldn't exactly blame them, since his 'dumpster no.5' smell and his bad attitude was worse than ever. Frankly, the only one of them he'd been in the company of for more than five minutes had been... Fuzzy! Blue Boy did seem to be his best bet, since Todd had already successfully managed to get his help saving Wanda once before.
Todd was almost on school grounds when he realized that he couldn't just walk up to Fuzzy and talk to him. First of all, the elf probably wouldn't stick around and speak to him at all, but if he did for some inexplicable reason, it would look extremely weird. And if there was one thing that drew a lot of unwanted attention at school, it was weirdness. No. He couldn't risk it. He would have to do what he always did. Annoy the shit out of everyone around him. Maybe if he could get Blue Boy riled up enough to meet him after school for a bit of mutual loathing? Yeah. That might work.
Comforted by his plan, Todd wandered into school as he always did; with no books and a general disregard for the educational system. He usually only showed up when the other Brotherhood mutants did or when he was hungry enough to hang around for a couple of lessons to pilfer a few lunch boxes or pick a few pockets. To his great relief, he didn't see any of the others, so they probably weren't in school that day.
As it turned out, his plan worked a little too well. Fuzzy was in a terrible mood and it took no more than three paper balls bouncing off the back of his head before he was ready to kill the 'verdammte' Toad. By lunchtime, Todd decided to leave school and wait in the alley behind that fast food joint he could never remember the name of. But Blue Boy seemed to like it and had taken that chick of his there once or twice. Which of course, Todd had taken as a prime opportunity to ambush and piss off the geekiest of X-geeks the world had ever seen. It had become some sort of regular battleground for them after a few times, so when Fuzzy had told him to prepare for death, Todd knew it would have to be here.
As the sun sunk lower on the sky, Todd huddled behind the dumpster and managed to find a few half eaten burgers that were not too bad. Actually they were quite edible compared to a lot of the other things he ate sometimes. Not to mention the abundance of flies simply waiting to become lunch and later dinner. Busy as he was catching the flies and perfecting his aim, he didn't notice when there was a sudden whiff of sulfur in the air and a shadow closed in on him.
The asfalt made rather violent contact with Todd's face when Kurt landed on his back, clawing at him with all he had. They rolled and grappled, Todd taking advantage of his powerful legs to twist around and keep the sharp claw-like nails off him with both hands and tongue. Only then did he realize just how incensed Fuzzy must be. He hadn't even bothered turning off his inducer, but had simply jumped at Todd the second he was in view.
It dawned on Todd that he hadn't really thought further than this. How would he manage talking to Fuzzy at all, while being punched in the face? Not to mention doing so while using his tongue to hold on to his teleporting nemesis to prevent him from bolting. He would have to chance it. He pulled his tongue back and would have talked, if Fuzzy didn't pick that exact moment to head-butt him so hard that Todd saw little birdies, and teleport away a second later.
Shaking his head to clear it, Todd finally spotted Kurt crouching on a nearby wall, panting and wheezing, his holo-image flickering away around him, as the inducer fizzled and died. Todd held out his hands to avoid further attack and yelled:
“WOAH! Hold up, Fuzzy! I need to talk to you!”
Kurt barked back:
“HAH! Vhat could you possibly have to say to me?! Vant me to lend you my inducer again? Vell, you can have it! It's broken anyvay!”
Kurt threw the wristwatch at Todd with undisguised anger written all over his face and Todd hurried on:
“No, I swear, ain't nothin' like that! I gotta tell you somethin'! It's important!”
With a puff and flash, Kurt was gone and Todd cursed under his breath, afraid that the elf had gone away completely.
“YO! Fuzz Face! Come back! I ain't kiddin'! It's really important! Wanda's in danger!”
Apparently that was all Kurt needed to know, because the next second, Todd was kicked in the back and flew forward, only to be met by a cloud of sulfur and a fist, breaking his nose. Dazed, he kicked at thin air and almost fell over from the force of the next punch, coming from a completely new angle. Fuzzy was really going all out and pulling some new tricks out of his sleeve. Bleeding from his nose and slightly cross-eyed, Todd turned to meet the next punch and instead he heard a decidedly horrible noise as his skull cracked from the blow of something much harder than a fist or foot. Not a second later, both of Kurt's feet hit Todd in the chest and he was flung against the dumpster with a cracking sound as his arm broke against the sharp edge.
He was going to get back up and continue the fight, but for some odd reason his legs didn't work. The world spun as he fell over sideways as if in slow motion and he landed face down in a patch of filth smelling quite as nasty as himself. He wanted to roll out of it, but his body didn't work. He could only lie there are blink stupidly as the greyish dirt turned red from the copious amounts of blood running from his skull onto the ground.
From somewhere behind him, he heard a gasp and the low 'bamf' as Fuzzy teleported away. Todd was pretty sure he was supposed to be in a lot of pain, but he didn't feel anything. A little sleepy perhaps. Yes... a nap would be good. His eyes were closing when a cool gust of wind tickled his forehead and a something cold touched his arm. And then all went black.
Onwards.
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Date: 2009-08-28 01:05 am (UTC)Man, Im gunna be biting at the bit for more....moooreeee!!! Poor Todd!! Poor Kurt too actually....but Todd's adorable head!! Eeeeeee!! I don't know what to say, except I can't wait for the next chapter...great fic!
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Date: 2009-08-28 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
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