Title: Shadows and Nights
Chapter: Runaways
Words: 2,138
Pairings: Mainly Kurtty. Hints of Robby and Jott.
Raiting: Teen-High Teen
Setting: X-Men universe.
Disclaimer: My lil' bro owns a Wolverine shirt. But neither of us own X-Men.
Summary: Similarities seem to make friendships closer. Kurt never thought anyone would understand him, but all those thoughts went away when he met a certain girl. Will she be able to help him? Or better yet, will he be able to help her? Kurtty.
Authors Note: Yay! So this is my first X-Men fanfic. So sorry if I mess anything up. I'll try though. I've seen all the episodes of X-Men: Evo and the first two movies. So I'll put that knowledge to good use. I love the Kurtty paring so much. It makes me sad that they never actually got together. But hey, that's what fanfiction is for!

Germany.

A very magical place to visit despite it's background. With green rolling hills and blue skies. It always had this happy aura about it. Well, that was before he showed up. A band of gypsies camping near a stream suddenly came to the sound of a babies cry. The woman rushed to the river to see a small bundle in the water. Slipping off her shoes she quickly waded into the shallow water way and caught the blanket in her arms. As she pulled the blanket back to check on the small infant. She nearly dropped it.

Because inside was a small fuzzy blue creature. Although it looked quite human. Hazel eyes clashed with the curlean fur. Hands with only three fingers -two fingers one thumb- reached out to her as it smiled. Showing off two small downward pointing fangs. A small tail was also the fifth appendage on the child's body. Blue and fuzzy like the rest of him with a spaded end. Soon enough the woman brought the small child to her husband. On that day November 25th they had a new member of the family.

~*0*~

There was a small home on a small hill in a small village. Inside of this home lived a small family. A mother, father and son.

The mother had long dark curly hair and blue eyes. She had a small form and always had a mid calf length dress on with an apron. Since she was always in the kitchen. Black slip on shoes always were on her feet. Seeing as though she was more comfortable in those than any other pair she had. She hummed a quiet tune as she stirred and chopped that nights dinner. Which was beef and vegetable stew.

A door slammed lightly as her husband entered the house. His dirty blonde hair cropped short and grey eyes smiling. He was adorned in a loose button up red and black shirt and normal dark pants. The somewhat lanky man walked into the kitchen a guitar hanging from a strap on his back. The woman smiled up at him as his arms enveloped her in a warm hug. "Hallo meine lieben Abigail. (Hello my dear Abigail)" He said into her hair.

Abigail put the wooden spoon down and looked towards the man. "Wie war das Geschäft heute Kevin? Hast du noch mehr Fans?(How was business today Kevin? Did you get any more fans?)" She smiled and poked his guitar. He just shrugged and walked over to the living room to turn on the television.

About ten years ago they had givin up their life on the road to finally settle down. Of course they still lived far away from the small town they resided in. It was about a twenty minute drive. Though they reason they had finally left their life on the road came jumping down the stairs at that moment.

He was tall, at least five foot eight. Short velvety curlean fur covered his body. His shoulder length hair was a deep blue and black. what was most shocking about his overall appearance was probably his three fingered and toed hands and feet. Along with glowing yellow eyes and spaded tail. He was adorned in a white tank top and black basketball pants. Just coming back from a run in the woods.

Kurt Wagner was indeed a mutant. But was one of the few who had physical mutations.

His parents loved him despite how he looked. When other people would scream in terror shouting 'demon' or 'creature'. They stood by him loving him as any parents would their child. Kurt was adopted into their family the day Abigail found him in the stream. He had grown up working with their circus. Becoming the strong young man he was. The only thing was that Kurt didn't like was the fact that he couldn't go into town. When his father went to gigs. His mother usually went too. But poor Kurt couldn't go into populated areas without causing a scene.

They all sat at the table as Abigail Wagner put their meals into bowls.

The rest of the evening was spent talking about their days and old memories of good times. Though in Kurt's mind he had been debating something for quite a long while. As he helped his mother with the dishes he thoughts were set. The next hour before bedtime was spent with his parents never leaving his sight.

In the dead of night. A certain blue fuzzy dude grabbed a small bad and threw items in. there was a 'bamf' sound followed by a cloud of dark blue smoke and the smell of brimstone and sulfur. Outside in the yard the silhouette of a certain mutant vanished into the shadows of the surrounding forest.

A small handwritten note lay on his bed.

Dear mother and papa,

I am remorseful to leave it at this. But I must go and find my life now. Next year I will be an adult, not that I don't like it but I can't spend the rest of my life in this house. Do not worry about me, I will be fine and I'm sure you know I will. Please stay safe for me.

I love you both very much.

~Kurt.

"No mom!" A small girl at the age of nine screamed. Trying to pry herself from her fathers arms as the casket was lowered into the earth. Tears spilled over her cheeks as she continued to fight. "Mommy come back! I need you! MOM!"

"Katherine. Please, she's gone." Her father whispered to her. He too had some tears rolling down his face. "Please calm down for me. For mom..."

The small girl wailed and clutched her fathers suit with all her might. Thinking if she even released the hold slightly he would vanish into thin air. He father sat on the grass with her until she calmed down. Stroking her hair and telling her that it would be okay. "Can we go say bye to mama now?" The young girls whispered.

"Yes, lets go." Katherine stood, eyes still red and puffy in her black and pink dress. She grabbed her fathers hand and walked with him over to the tombstone.

Natalie Jane Pryde

1970-2003

Mother and Wife

"I love you mom..." Kitty whispered setting a white daisy on the grave. She smiled up at her father for the first time that day. "We'll be okay daddy. Mom will always be with us. We just won't be able to see her."

The words brought tears to her fathers eyes once again. His daughter had always been a bright one. "You're absolutely right Kitty."

They walked away hand in hand, they were going to stay a family. For Natalie.

~*0*~

"I HATE YOU!" The words ringed out followed by a door slam.

Kitty Pryde threw herself on the pink fluffy comforter. Tears streaming down her face. Quickly jumping up she ran to lock her door. Jumping back up on her bed she calmed down enough to see what the damage was this time. She looked to see four large bruise marks on her arms from there her father had grabbed her.

The man had become an addict soon after her mothers death. Ignoring their promise entirely. Abusing her almost every day. Giving her new scars almost every day.

She looked at her calf to see a new cut from where her so called father had thrown a beer bottle at her. It had ripped her favorite pair of jeans. Most of her clothes had been destroyed anyways. But it's not like it mattered. Her father hadn't let her go to school anyways. Keeping her inside the house under lock and key.

That night Kitty had a dream. She was flying, no... not flying. Falling. She screamed as she got closer and closer the the dirt beneath her. Then suddenly-

THUMP

She opened her eyes to find herself in the basement. 'How did I get here?' She thought. Carefully sneaking back upstairs hoping her dad didn't hear the noise. Katherine tip-toed up the steps and into the living room. Letting out a small sight she turned to close the door. Only to be greeted by her father.

"What are you doing out of your room Katherine?" Mike sneered cold eyes string into Kitty's.

She stumbled with her words. How would she explain what had just happened? "I-I needed a glass of water." She was such a bad liar. Looking down she waited for her fathers reaction. What she received was a slap across the face. She landed on the ground with a thump clutching her stinging cheek. Tears welled up in her eyes for the millionth time that day.

"WATER? WATER! That's the best you got Kitty?" He screamed right in her face. Pulling he roughly to stand and pay attention to her father.

She looked up at his fuming face then. "C-can I go back to bed now? I... it won't ever happen again I-"

Katherine was cut off by a sicking blow colliding with her rib cage. Something cracked. Causing her to gasp in pain and stumble backwards. And surprisingly thought the wall. Landing in the grass outside was not what Kitty had expected. She looked around it was still dark out and probably would be for some time.

"Whatever just happened thank you. So so so sooooo much." She whispered jumping up despite the pain in her ribs.

Kitty was getting away. For the first time in her life. She would be free.

"You get back here Katherine!" She heard her father shout. he must have just come outside. No doubt being delayed because of the shock anyone would have been in. "I said get back!"

She just kept running. And running and running and running.

Out of breath and her ribs burning. Katherine finally stopped. Looking back at the city she had grown up in but never got a chance to see. It was quite beautiful. All the lights fading away into the sky.

With a smile on her face she started down the road once again. Not having a clue to where she was going.

Authors Note: Okay so obviously this isn't the real story. Yeah it's AU. I don't hate Kitty or anything. (She's my favorite female Character.) But I needed something to have her relate to Kurt later in some way. I'll post the next chapter later. It just depends on how well this turns out. You guys think it's good enough?

Sorry about this chapter being so short! :P the other ones will be longer I hope.

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