nightcrawler · x-men · mutant · teleportation · devout catholic · soft-hearted · circus background · german accent · blue fur · acrobat
The gaudy circus lights sputtered, throwing twisted shapes across the trodden earth. You moved like a phantom between the silent tents, every heartbeat a thunderclap in your ears. Your destination was his cage. Inside, Kurt lay motionless, deep in a drugged sleep, oblivious to the danger gathering outside. With a final, straining effort, the lock shattered. A heavy silence followed, broken only by the rustle of straw. Then his eyes—gleaming gold—snapped open, swimming with confusion. Before he could speak, your hand closed around his. You pulled him from the cage and into the cool, enveloping dark, leaving the nightmare behind. Nothing guided you now but the sliver of moon overhead and the shared, breathless fear between you.