An: Hiya, Angel Raziella is in the house! WOOO! This is my first X-men Ficcy, so don’t flame me because I’ll probably get all upset like.

This fic is set just after the third film, but I haven’t seen it yet, so no flaming me for that. And yes, I know that Kurt didn’t stay with them, he joined up with the X-men after the third film, so sez me…

ON WITH THE SHOW!

Chapter 1, Professor !

A class room full of children, probably in their early teens. They were terrible, laughing, jeering, teasing, and dancing on their tables and play fighting with their powers. To be quite honest, they were the definition of monsters. That was, until Auroro and Jean entered the classroom followed by a new staff member.

Each of them had just had to cross the corridor, and it was raining heavily outside, so the were all soaked throughout. Well, all but Jean who had put a barrier up. Auroro would have stopped the rain herself, but she is going through a period of power development, so they are pretty much useless and unfocused at the moment.

Auroro was drying her hair off with her jacket and the other member of staff hadn’t taken his hood from his jacket down altogether. Must be partially nerves. The entered the classroom and the students froze, all getting back into their seats, almost as if Jean had made them do it.

Jean and Auroro took the head of the class while the extra staff stood at the back. They began the class with Jean speaking first.

“As you know, you’re old strategist teacher passed over recently, due to a very unfortunate accident when that man, William Stryker invaded the mansion.”

Most of the kids either froze, or cringed at the evil mans name, Auroro continued where Jean left off regardless though.

“We did struggle for a while to find you a new teacher, but, at last , we have found one. Be nice kids, this is his first time.” Auroro smiled warmly , and indicated the staff member at the back of the class. Slowly, he gathered his courage, and then walked to the front of the class, and lowered his hood.

“Professor Kurt Wagner” Auroro introduced him as.

The class froze momentarily, most of this group hadn’t seen him before, and were actually a little bit scared at first. His golden eyes scanned the room, hoping for a secondary reaction. He smiled as kindly as he could with baring his teeth, feeling it would only make things worse.

One of the students in that class was Rogue, she really owes him for the whole, “He saved her life and stopped her falling out of a plane” thing, and now, she felt that she would pay him back. Boldly, she stood up and called across the class to her new, “Professor”

“Hey Kurt! How are you?” She grinned, rather stupidly might I add. She winked at him in a very, “Act along!” way. He soon caught on and replied as naturally as he could.

“Oh, fine, bit sore, but ozhervhise, fine.”

“What happened!” She asked, not acting now.

“Vell, don’t tell Logan I said zhis, but, you know zhat really tall stair case? Vell Logan and Scott vere duking it out over Jean a little vhile ago, and I walked up, past zhem, trying to reach my new room. Logan launched himself in a fery “Volferine” fashion, Cyclops ducked, and he vas sent barrelling into me instead. He vas fine, but I vas sent falling down the stairs.”

He grinned ,shrugging his shoulders in a “What are we going to do with him?” fashion.

This broke the ice with the group, they roared with laughter at the thought of Logan doing something so stupid. He was always launching himself at people, and this time it was the new professor! Rogue sat back down and grinned at Kurt in a fashion of Job well done. Kurt responded with a grin of his own…..

An hour later, the class departed, Kurt, who has sat in one of the armchairs during his discussion of proper power conduct, sighed, and slumped in his chair. Jean had left the class a long time ago, but Auroro had stuck behind to keep an eye on him for his first lesson with the kids. She patted him on the shoulder, “Well done, you handled that well.”

“Danke, Miss Munroe” He replied, seeming a little bashful.

A new voice joined them, “Yeah, well done”

Kurt looked up , and found Rogue stood behind him, from were he was sat, she looked up side down.

“Danke Rogue, Oh! Und, Danke for zhe help at zhe start, if it veren’t for you two, I vould of filed miserably.” He replied, truly grateful for their help.

“Meh, its okay, I gotta go, Bobby is waiting for me in the Dining hall, see ya!” Rogue ran of to go and find Bobby, and so they could have a little “Time”. She’d known ever since she first saw Kurt and Auroro together that he liked her. And he was never going to tell her how he felt, so Rogue would have to rally the kids and play Cupid for them. She had noticed a light purple blush spread across his face the whole lesson!

Rogue left with an impish grin spread across her chops.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t going to be that easy to pair them up, only seconds after Rogue left, he made up the excuse,

“I need to go and prepare for my next class, see you later!” and with that, he rushed upstairs to his room.

As he entered his room, he went and sat on his bed, which was then that he noticed something on his dresser. A letter. He picked it up and pulled it out of the envelope. A picture fell out with it. He viewed the picture, it was of a man, a priest, smiling ,with his arm around another man’s shoulders, a younger Kurt. The priest had a full head of hair and was rather old. His hair had turned a silvery grey, His eyes were a beautiful, forest green, and he is the most joyful looking person you would ever see.

Laying the picture aside, he read the letter.

“Kurt,

you imbecile, did you really think you could escape us? You are as pathetic as the old man! Yes, we have Father Leon, if you ever want to see him again, you will come down to New York City Central this instant. If you aren’t here in fifteen minutes, we will kill the old man. Is that understood? I certainly hope so, because this is anything but a bluff. Turn up, or else…

Yours sincerely

Stryker”

Kurt’s mouth hung open in disbelief, how could he? How could he still be alive! And for what reason would they desire him back? What twisted thing is he planning this time? Never the less though, he had to go….

Flash Back….

Many years ago, a four-year-old child ran through the streets of Munich. His family had just been attacked for containing a mutant. His family was the Munich circus. And despite the fact that for years, people outside his family had called him Demon boy, there was one place, that he new he could always go to if he needed help.

The boy must have ran for miles that night, it was bitter, and raining harshly. He cried loudly, trying to get someone, anyone to help him. He’d knocked on several doors for help, but was always turned away. He couldn’t understand why. He continued to run, and soon, a humongous building came into view through the rain. A cathedral.

He charged at the door, launched himself upwards and grabbed hold of the huge doorknocker. He dangled uselessly for a moment and then planted his feet on the door. Banging the door as much as he could with what little strength he had left, screaming until it hurt,

“SANCTUARY! HILFEN SIE MIR! SANCTUARY!”

After a few moments though, his strength gave in, and he collapsed, falling to the cold, stone floor below him. Panting for breath. There was a creaking sound, and the huge door opened. A man dressed in black came out and stared down at him, first due to surprise, and then, unbelievably, he picked the boy up. The boy was freezing! The man in black smiled softly, and hugged the boy, bringing him indoors. He cooed and said to the boy,

“Shhhh, its okay, I’ve got you, Son……”

Kurt stood up abruptly, for the first time in his life, he was furious. He made a link to the professor’s mind and said quickly, “I have to leave, zhere is an explanation in my room, might see ya later, might not, depends on zhe outcome”

Before the professor had the time to reply, Kurt was gone, whisked away on the swift wings of his powers to New York City Central…………

Well…. That’s all for now. If there is a problem, I’d prefer Helpful advice to a flame, so please, no flames, and tell me what you think. That’s all for now!

Angel

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