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Post by Gummy on Jul 24, 2024 11:45:03 GMT -7
Kurt turned his head sideways and for a moment he could have sworn there was something behind the eyes. He breathed hard and shook his head. He took one of the grenades and looked at it removing the pin ever so slowly. Threw it up in the air and did a flying kick with a Bamf at the height of the throw to send it deep into the yard. He didn't Bamf back down just landed in an almost duplicate pose as Spiderman! He looked up to Wade his breathing slowing as he looked at the water before reaching for another beer.
He swayed a bit on his feet as the bottle went up. The bottle was then balanced on his chin for a moment before he grabbed it and threw it away.
"No! Let's jus get drunk. See what 'e does with that!"
Kurt was used to one beer ever now and then but this... was fast and in a way past his norm. He wobbled where he stood and flopped back onto and old, very uncomfortable, broken mattress.
"You 'av no idea do you. You don't 'av a clue."
His head lulled forward and for a moment he looked as if he had fallen to sleep. His head lifted up and a confused look showed on his face. He locked eyes with Wade, a look of fear on his face. He couldn't move anything apart from his head which felt like he was seeing through molasses - talk about beer goggles!
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Post by jade on Jul 27, 2024 19:42:56 GMT -7
Wade watched as his fuzzy Blue friend raged out in more items. Then just as Wade figured they break more stuff Kurt appeared to be heavily intoxicated. Wade understood the feeling all too well having been there many times before he became what is he now. He walked over to his friend who was definitely not in a good way. Wade looked around uncomfortably for a moment remembering that drunk on the level Kurt was meant sometimes puking. He casually found a big 50 gallon bucket and brought it over to his friend who was definitely in a bad way. He placed the bucket on the opposite side he was in and laid a hand gently on his friends shoulder.
“Look I’m not the best at the whole emotions and things, but I know when someone is having a hard time. You were there for me when the whole world turn their back on me, with good reason. You brought me back from my darkest moment. “
Wade now realized he was rambling on and sounding a bit like character out of a teen romance novel. He awkwardly ran his hand through his hair and breathed outward.
“I guess what I’m trying to say is talk and I’ll listen. Who hurt you so I can find them.”
Wade grabbed a water bottle of the backpack and left it beside Kurt on the off chance he’d want something other than booze, really also for Kurts own good too.
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Post by Gummy on Jul 28, 2024 14:07:59 GMT -7
Kurt looked to Wade, he felt so weak and enebriated. As Wade spoke he frowned. His eyes closed for a moment then he heard the noise of the bucket and rustling of a bottle. He lifted his hand up and took the water drinking a little at a time.
"I did... I hurt me! I broke an oath."
He didn't have energy to try and explain it all, there was too much to it. The only thing really was that he had done it to himself. He could have said no but it was worth so much. His hand darted out and held a part of Wade's clothing.
"I don't know what's happening. I wake up in all different places drained. I don't know if I can fight this much longer!"
He looked in pain as his hand slipped from Wade as if it weighted too much.
"I did this... I'm Cast out! I fell... fell... so hard!"
He lifted the drink to his lips but his hands shook.
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Post by jade on Jul 29, 2024 19:08:01 GMT -7
Wade looked his friend who clutched to him in desperation. He thought about so much, how many times did he let everyone down yet Kurt helped him. He knew his friend needed help and he even if it meant tying Kurt to him or sewing him to him. Wade was not going to leave his side.
“Let’s start at the beginning as I think I’m missing some details. Who is controlling you? If you hurt you by breaking an Oath the only way to help yourself is accept what you did and find away back to yourself. You can control your ability you’ve done it before Kurt. You were the one who taught me about forgiveness and not forgetting who you are. ”
Wade sighed realizing his words were a bit more direct than he intended. He turned to an invisible audience “Guys, the guys clearly not doing well and I’m all but saying to him “who does number 2 work for” how about we try a different approach” Wade turned back to Kurt and took one strap off the backpack and tied his hand to Kurt’s.
“Now if you go anywhere I’m right there with you got now buddy. You may have broken an oath but it’s in the past you can’t let that shit control you. Just look at me, I’m a walking and talking example of that, trust me you don’t want to be me. You helped me in my darkest moment and believed in me when no one else did. So my friend you are stuck with me while we figure everything out. “
Wade pointed to the lashings tying their wrists together so that if Kurt disappeared he would be sure to follow. It appeared Kurt needed a friend and well Wade needed a purpose.
“ Now I know you’re in there Kurt amongst all of this you gotta work though this and find out who made you break the Oath?”
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Post by Gummy on Aug 3, 2024 16:46:27 GMT -7
Kurt's head lolled forward as Wade spoke, he heard the words but they seemed faint and distant. Inside his head the feeling of hope surfaced and the light inside seemed to glow brighter. He stopped fighting what he was and looked around it was dark but the light was there. Nothing could make it go away even if he stopped fighting. Who made him? There was the anger. His head bolted upright as he looked at Wade with wrath on his face.
"I MADE ME DO IT! I had the choice! I chose to fight! I didn't have to, I could have just left but it was worth a soul so I fought! I lost the fight but won a soul. I could have done more. I could of saved more and now... now... I'll control more and take more of my own. Just to spite everyone. Just to hate and hurt others! I deserve the throne! I deserve to take control from him! He is weak and I'm strong!"
Spittle was flying as he raged.
"I'll kill him for what he has done! I'll destroy his throne and send him to the depth of hell where he belongs! I am his son and so I will replace him! I fell from heaven and I will fall to his throne."
A devilish gleam was in Kurt's eyes, a look that was only used to frighten others or show when he was being cheeky. He staggered to stand up and felt the strap on his wrist and grinned at him.
"Do you want to go to hell?"
Internally Kurt was meditating and no longer fighting but starting to find his center the way he should have done in the first place. Through acceptance. Outside his body staggered.
"Let's destroy a throne room!... Bring the granades!"
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Post by jade on Aug 3, 2024 22:19:11 GMT -7
Wade listened to what Kurt had to said and was empathic to what he was saying. He knew Kurt had fallen to earth, but didn’t know the all of the details max something had corrupted him enough to make him believe he didn’t deserve to be here but in hell on a throne. Wade listened further as he gathered up the items around them and tossed the backpack into a near by garbage can. It was only full of booze, which he’d come back for and didn’t serve much of a purpose without a second strap. Plus he could get more booze anyway. As pulled up his bag of “toys” and hoisted them over his shoulder like a bad Santa. He heard Kurt’s words.
"Do you want to go to hell?"
Wade was perplexed by this statement to say the least, Kurt knew he had already been there and came back. Kurt also knew about his relationship with Death. Wade turned over his shoulder and spoke “so what we have here is someone’s driving Kurt and Kurt’s not home yet.” Wade returns hai attention to Kurt as he adjusted his bag on his shoulder.
“Hang on there little buddy, you know me I’m all about a good time with destruction but I uhh I’ve been to hell and trust me it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. If you want vengeance on someone who owns a throne down there…well there is only a few people down there I know who have that and well modern grenades will do some damage, but they aren’t winning the war so to speak. “
Wade paused in his words for a moment and inwardly took a a shape deep breathe.
“Oh who am I kidding I’m tied to you so where you go I go, just uhh when this is over you mind giving me a ride back here? I sorta don’t love the heat.”
Wade steadied his friend as he staggered a bit. He held him up by his shoulder resting Kurt’s body on his own.
“You sure you don’t want to sober up a bit before we go?”
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Post by Gummy on Aug 4, 2024 13:33:00 GMT -7
Being propped up was good, the idea that he needed to sober made him nod then looked to the fridge. "The sword?"
He grabbed all the food and shoved the remainder in one of the bags nearby. Then laughed at a random thought. Lifting his now tied hand he looked at the bonds and shook his head. "You know, that's easy to get rid of! I think first... how bout we go to mine?"
He walked over to the fridge and wobbled some more waiting for Wade to collect the poisoned sword... oh that would just be fun if he spent some time with that sword... perhaps he could make a whole family ill or ... nah! no point. He looked at the trio of weapons on his own back. Cheep knockoffs that were no go in a fight but good for what he needed them for. He laughed again then frowned... something was wrong. Shrugging he ignored it. Once Wade got the sword or left it either way he looked to Wade. "Teleporting while drunk! This might end badly!"
He laughed then BAMF! They appeared on top of a crane and Kurt almost lost his balance as he got his barings. BAMF! They were falling having missed a skyscraper and Kurt laughed as he summer-sualted with Wade. BAMF! They were in a half sunk boat that was scrawled all over and an old mattress rested in the corner. Kurt staggered the couple of steps then flopped down onto it before tucking into some food. "Mi casa es su casa!"
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Post by jade on Aug 4, 2024 19:50:31 GMT -7
"The sword?"
Wade saw Kurt taking a little too much of an interest in the sword that he wasn’t sure what had happened to it, but sure as hell was going to keep it away from someone who seemed to be a bit off and god knew why at the moment. He pondered for a moment what to do then remembered the Etsy seller that Kurt had visceral response to, he looked at the bonded tying them together and really wanted to bring the sword to Etsy sellers shop as he had read it was a magical shop. Instead he looked around the dump and sighed not seeing anything that could help him in the moment. Just as Wade was about to say f**ck it and try to see if the blade was still poisoned he saw an pair of asbestos gloves in a near by pile and pulled Kurt over as he grabbed them and put them on. Wade hesitatingly grabbed the fridgerator door, but did one thing before opening it. He took one glove off and rested his phone in the other hand. He text someone out of the blue that he hoped would maybe just maybe be at least an Alibi. “Got an old sword could be cursed shot in the dark thought maybe you could help. Also I hear you sell gloves with 3 fingers and maybe have a connection to a friend of mine. -Wade” with that Wade sent a message to the Etsy seller that Kurt knew or at least by reaction was connected to. Wade then put on the other glove and opened the fridge as he unwrapped the cloth around the sword praying in his mind “please don’t be cursed pleas don’t turn me back into something evil. Please just be normal, just be my Becky.” As he slid off the plastic wrap the blade just sort made a glooping sound and didn’t do anything. Wade blinked at the katana and exhaled happy to not have been turned into Pestilence again. He then tested fate a bit more taking a glove off and running a single finger on the blade. It was sharp and cut him, but nothing else happened. It just appeared to be a run of the mill high quality Katana that was sentimental to Wade at one point. As his finger healed almost immediately. He promptly took out one to his amazon specials from his back holsters and placed it in the fridge, figuring he’d come back for it at another point and time. He then found some random cleanish fabrics and wiped the blade clean. He took off the asbestos gloves and wrapped both hands around the hilt. It was odd to say the least to have his old weapon back, especially remembering the pain he cause so many wielding the weapon, but the weapon hadn’t always been evil it was made evil by corruption and now since ether curse was lifted the blade remained redeemed.
Wade found some flammable fluids and a well used lighter he used the flint to make a fire on the fabric he used to clean the blade and burned to ashes as remaining traces of what held his blade. He turned his attention to Kurt as the remaining fabric asked away into the wind.
“Well that could have been a lot worse….”
Wade before he could finish his sentence was brought onto a drunken awful teleporting adventure, luckily for him he was not a normal person or he is fairly certain the adventure would have killed him, he padded himself down, making sure everything was where it should be as Kurt ate some more food and flopped onto a Matress inside of a rusted boat. "Mi casa es su casa!"
A drunken Kurt slurred on as Wade took in his surroundings. He saw scribblings of words and phrases all around him. Wade looked around and spoke.
“So when you said throne room, did you mean a boat on the river that everyone’s thrones emptied into?”
He used air quotes on throne as he gena to speak again.
“I mean because…yeah New York Harbour could be hell I guess, but uhh this isn’t exactly the River Styx….unless are you Charon? And this really is the River Styx? I mean I have heard of a guy possessed by an Egyptian god, sooo anything is possible.”
He ran a hand through his hair looking at Kurt he knew this wasn’t Kurt despite tying to be Kurt, whoever had control was definitely not his friend. Wade was attached to Kurt and it was getting uncomfortable to be standing while he arm was stretched to the ground so he took it upon himself to sit next to Kurt.
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Post by Gummy on Aug 5, 2024 9:49:40 GMT -7
Kurt raised an eye at Wade once they got to his 'home' at the thought of it being a throne room!
"Nope, just a place to sober up.... Fries?"
He offered a box of squashed fries to Wade with his free hand. He moved into a sitting position and sighed. The burger he squashed and started to chomp on.
"The throne room... It's not on this dimension. We're going to the Brimstone... you have been there before, everytime I Bamf we travel through it. I didn't know that for a long time but yeah... Brimstone."
Taking another big bite he looked at the walls and ate. He was quiet for a little bit then spoke again.
"I wouldn't be Charon... more Macaria, Melinoe, or Zagreus the son's of Hades. I know how they feel having found out their parentage. It makes me think that just maybe they actually did exist! Think of it... all those heroes in mythology ... why couldn't they just all be mutants? Heck even the gods themselves could be mutants."
He wiped his greasy fingers on his long jacket.
"Are you really going to keep tied to me? Cause you know I could get out of this knot any second?"
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Post by jade on Aug 5, 2024 15:21:22 GMT -7
Kurt raised an eye at Wade once they got to his 'home' at the thought of it being a throne room!
"Nope, just a place to sober up.... Fries?"
Wade sat next to Kurt as he was offered a smooshed up box of fries and just shook his head. He passed on the food, not really hungry with the most recent travel he was still trying to get his stomach to feel like it was where it belonged. He listens as Kurt explained the inter-dimensional travel Kurt then explained he’d be more on the lines of the sons of Hades. Wade actually understood what he was talking about, having spent some time in the underworld himself.He sighed as Pestilence was not a part of him, but that very shattered part of his mind still existed and he had many regrets of what his self loathing decision had done to those around him. Thats when Kurt raised the very valid question of what if all the heroes in mythology were just mutants all along just as Wade was about to speak Kurt spoke up again. This time talking about the binds he made with the backpack strap he looked at Kurt and exhaled.
”First that makes sense about the throne room, makes a whole lot more sense this is not what you meant. I’ll tell ya what you take me there. I have been to hell before but not a throne room for someone who wasn’t death…”
His voice trailed off for a minute the his mind wandered back to the comment about mutants being gods.
“You know it’s entirely possible they were mutants, maybe the X gene is a trait of evolution. I have learned that even when you loathe yourself that there is a lot of worth to being a mutant. I just made some influenced mistakes and hurt a lot of people in the process…I digress. As for the tie here. I figure since you said you can’t control your teleporting very well at least it keeps it so I don’t lose you while trying to get to hell with you.”
Wade lifted his arm up for a moment and scratched at his wrist tugging at the knot.
“You and me taking on the world for now, even if this is a bit itchy”
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Post by Gummy on Aug 6, 2024 8:15:38 GMT -7
Kurt smiled with his fangs gleaming. Then leaned back and looked up at the ceiling. There were a couple of spaces that he hadn't written but that didn't matter.
"Ok... It could be fun having someone else helping me trash my dear old Dad's throne room with me! It won't be long before he tracks me here. The Bamfs are rather good at tracking even if they can't directly find me at the moment. I would have said it's all God's plan but nothing at the moment seems his. How the hell did he come up with the stupid plan that created me? A woman who was a man who impregnanted another woman with my dear old Dad's genetics? No wonder!"
He teleported to the ceiling leaving the bond and Wade below. He took the smallest of the swords out and started to carve more words into the wood where he had missed a section. The words was large but the wood was soft so carved easily.
Whore! Bast**d! Orphan!
He was muttering to himself about how he was told and what he thought of his parents. He was oblivious to Wade and just seemed focused on his work. The last word that was written was.
HOPE
Though he scratched it out over and over and over again. Muttering about there is no hope that he would become master not the soft fool of his father. He muttered about the oaths that had bound him and how he had been released from not speaking to then his mind just had enough of all the grief of loosing Jean, Lagan, Wade, to be left while bound to his father while having to deal with the school while Xavior and Scott were away. To the fight and that only Jean and Beast saved him from turning into a vampire. He had tried to reach out but the people had disappeared when he sought the help. To dealing with it on his own. The cage from the carnival came up. All the taunts he had been given over the years of being called a demon when he only saw himself as human to finally accepting that he was his father's son and the final straw that snapped him was the realisation that he had broken the one rule, he had chosen to do it for one soul. He had fought a vampire because of the deal with his father. He had fought for his father the one thing he had sworn never to do!
Then just as quick as it had started he stopped and fell onto the mattress with a fevered look, sweat on his brow and closed his eyes.
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Post by jade on Aug 6, 2024 8:43:06 GMT -7
“If there is one thing my broken messed up mind has realized is when you are at your darkest and self loathing point. That’s when the fight begins. To find what you are and who you want to be, sure go up against dear old Dad I’ll have your back no matter the situation. When I was Pestilence and Apocalypse twisted my mind and hid me from even myself, you taught me what it meant to find myself again, sure someone in this chaotic brain I got some broken memories I gotta deal with, but at the end of the day Kurt, only you can decide who you want to be.”
Wade pondered for a moment remembering his lowest moment of rejection leading up to the self loathing person he became who heard only what he wanted to hear from Apocalypse. Never taking into consideration the damage he would cause and when he realized what he had done it was too late. He helped to kill Jean, abandoned any friendships or bonds he ever had. Sure he was influenced by Apocalypse, but deep within him was the darkness that became him. He still struggles with that and knowing he would never be accepted as friend to anyone again. Sure his daughter always believed in him, but what he did was unforgivable and Wade had learned to live with that. As his friend suddenly interrupted his thought falling ill. Wade looked at him and outwardly took a shaky breathe.
“I won’t do it again, I’m here for you my friend, but first let me get something real quick.”
Wade looked at his old teleporter hoping to god it didn’t do anything weird, what could be stranger then what he already had been through? He disappeared and reappeared into a pharmacy grabbing what ever he thought would work including several bottles of water a bag and bag of ice. He left what he thought would cover everything on the pharmacy counter and disappeared again. He reappeared to Kurt surrounded by medical items first aid and ice packs. He didn’t really know what he was doing as he never used this stuff on himself. He grabbed the ice packs and placed one on his friend forehead and held his hand.
“Whelp I’m not quick Nurse Rachette not nurse Jackie in my knowledge of things, but I do know ice helps cool things down. Not even really sure that will work. I’m here though fighting with you.”
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Post by Gummy on Aug 6, 2024 12:40:20 GMT -7
Kurt calmed and with the cool pack he seemed to steady further. Inside he tried to wake but still couldn't the hope, was unreachable but he didn't need it. He knew what he needed but there was still so much anger and hatred which needed to be expressed. Kurt's eyes opened several times for longer periods and he took some pain relief to help with his headache from the booze. It was only a few hours before a blue Bamf appeared in the room, he looked so excited to see Kurt that he squealed! "DADDY!"
Kurt sat bolt upright at the sudden noise and looked at the creature with fear. "Daddy? Granddad's been looking for you we've all been looking for you." "No!"
Kurt said with anguish, his normal German nowhere to be heard, then he looked at Wade. Made sure his swords were where they were and quickly grabbed Wade's before touching him and.... BAMF!
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