[center][img]http://www.austinbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/10/x-men.png[/img][/center][indent][sub][color=ffff00][b]SEASON ONE:[/b][/color][color=#1C86EE] GODS AMONG MEN[/color][/sub][sup][right][b][color=ffff00]INFAMY #3:[/color][/b] [color=#1C86EE]ISOLATED INCIDENT[/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr][indent][color=ffff00][sub][b]Manhattan [color=#1C86EE]♦[/color] New York City, New York[/b][/sub][/color][sup][right][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0EnrFe3Zb6k][b][color=ffff00]Theme:[/color][/b] [color=#1C86EE]Human[/color][/url][/right][/sup][/indent]
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"Can any vone of you give me directions to Herald Square, [i]Bitte[/i]?" Kurt asked, narrowly ducking a tire iron to the nose. This was perhaps the only time he was lucky to be surrounded as the rogue object planted itself direction into the cheek of [i]another[/i] bloodlusted maniac that was coming at the metahuman from behind. The second man stumbled backwards in a daze- right into Nightcrawler's extended leg. He tumbled to the ground, his flailing arms happening to take out another infected woman on his way down.

A puff of dark smoke carried the X-Man away from the mob, plopping him down atop a street light not far from where he'd been dog piled moments before. He took those fleeting seconds to catch his breath, grateful for any reprieve from the constant violence that was throttling the island of Manhattan. He wasn't sure what street he was on, nor which direction led to his ultimate destination. 

"Consequence of being a homebody, I suppose..."

Still, if what Cyclops had told him was true, Kurt didn't have a lot of time to waste being lost; their new friend, the Spider-Man, appeared to be in grave dangerous, and it was up to none other than Nightcrawler to rescue him. A task only a true superhero could accomplish!

"Here ve go- Nightcrawler, to ze rescue!" He declared triumphantly, carrying himself off of the pole in a puff of smoke and appearing atop a public bus down the way. There were swarms of mind-controlled civilians in this area, he noted, far outnumbering the mobs that the rest of his team was neutralizing. He reasoned that must mean he was getting closer to the source of their troubles.

He'd need to be extra careful, here, to avoid getting caught up in this tangle of limbs and teeth. There were too many to get bogged down trying to fight. Just keep moving and everything would be al-

[i]A scream.[/i] Kurt swung around where he was crouched, elfish ears flickering as he tried to pinpoint where exactly it had come from. Another one followed shortly after. High-pitched, loud, and terrified. A child, maybe?

"I'm on my vay!" He shouted.

Rapid teleportation always made him woozy. One jump after another in quick succession allowed him to cross great distances with little trouble, however, so he was forced to ignore his motion sickness in such urgent scenarios. All Wagner cared about was getting there- not getting puke on his spiffy new uniform was just a secondary objective in this case.

He found the kid's attackers first. There were maybe seven or eight infected all crowded around a single van, crawling over it and reaching as far as they could underneath the vehicle. It was too low to the ground for a full-sized adult to properly fit underneath, but that wasn't stopping them from trying.

"HEY!" Wagner yelled, waving his arms to get their attention. "Hey, over here, I'm juicy and delicious! Come and take a bite, ja?!"

Half of them stumbled to their feet and started to rush in his direction, clambering over cars and each other to get at the blue-furred metahuman. He waited until the first of the sprinters were upon his position to vanish. It'd take them several seconds to realize where he'd gone, and probably just as long to get back there. Kurt could only hope he could clear out the now thinned-out herd and save the kid in time.

The first of them spotted Kurt as he appeared behind the van almost instantly, leaping off of the top of it as he tried to tackle Wagner into the dirt. 

Instead of being greeted by the soft and cuddly body of the metahuman being crushed underneath his weight, the crazed psycho instead found his arms wrapping around air and a fuzzy hand pressing his teeth down into the ground.

[i]"Schade,"[/i] Kurt breathed, landing atop the now very unconscious infected, the final wisps of his tell-tale smoke fading behind him.

Others turned his way at the sound of his voice, climbing off the ground to storm at him with terrifying speed. Anyone slower than Wagner would've been caught in their tackles and dragged down and beaten into a pulp. But he was quick, and teleportation allowed him to go from in their path to right behind them. "Missed me!" He teased, dancing backward until he felt his elbow run across the van door's handle.

[i]'Eureka!'[/i]

He threw open the sliding door, doing the same for the shotgun seat just beside it. He stood in front of the open portal, arms held out to expose himself to the crowd that was starting to wheel back around to face him once again.

[i]'Wait for it...'[/i]

Just as the first of their fingers brushed up against his armor Nightcraler teleported again, blinding them in a burst of black vapor as they tumbled into the back of the van. Kurt joined them inside just long enough to slam the door shut, jam the child locks in place, and snap the interior handles off, effectively trapping them inside, at least for a short time.

It'd be long enough for him to grab the kid, at least.

"Hallo?" He bent down, slowly, dipping his head down to see a shivering little girl clutching a colorful doll to her chest. She was pressed tighter against the bottom of the vehicle than a sardine in a can. 

Terrified as she already was, the sight of what could only be described as a fuzzy blue demon made her eyes shoot even wider. The child started to whimper wordlessly, attempting to wiggle backwards to get away from the frightening looking metahuman.

Kurt felt his chest tighten, but he was quick to throw both of his hands up and back away from the van to show the girl he meant her no harm. "Nein, nein, I von't hurt you, I promise." He whispered, his voice naturally soft and airy.

She didn't seem to buy it, deciding to stay where she was- safely away from Kurt's reach.

He sighed, letting his hands fall to his knees as he racked his brain for some way to get the child to trust him. It was only once he looked closer at her, and the doll she held so tightly to, that an idea came to him. 

"You like Vonder Voman too?" Kurt grinned, pointing at her toy. "She's vunderbar! She vas one of the reasons my friends and I became superheroes, too-" He fervently tapped the X on his chest. "Ve are ze X-Men, and I am ze Nightcrawler. And I'm..."

He slowly reached a three-fingered hand out toward her. "...here to help. If you vill let me."

She nodded and tucked her doll underneath her arm, taking Kurt's hand as she crawled out into the light.

"Thank you for trusting me." Kurt grinned, helping her get to her feet. "Vhat's your name?"

"...Laurie. M-my name's Laurie."

"It's vunderbar to meet you, Laurie. Let's get you somevhere sa-"

Kurt was cut off by the horrendously loud sound of a car horn going off right beside him. Laurie let out a terrified yelp at the sudden sound and jumped into Nightcrawler's arms. "Vhat is-" He turned toward the van to see one of the infected had squeezed their way into the driver's seat. A woman, covered in blood that wasn't hers, pressed a hand down on the the steering wheel and met Kurt's gaze with her own. 

She was grinning ear from ear.

It didn't take long for another, terrible sound to join the blaring horn. It started as a distant echo, at first. But with every passing second it grew louder and louder as more and more voices joined in. A chorus of violent screaming came from every direction, bouncing off the walls of the building around them and carrying the sound to other hordes that soon joined in. It wasn't just getting louder because more of them were screaming, Nightcrawler soon realized.

They were getting closer, too.

[i]'Too heavy. Can't teleport,'[/i] he thought worriedly to himself.

Nightcrawler tried to remain calm for the girl's sake, pulling her up against his chest. "It vill be okay." He promised as he began to jog down the street, head on a swivel as he looked for his best path of escape. There weren't too many options. The roads were choked up with crashed and overturned vehicles, and there was no telling how many infected were still trapped in these nearby buildings. Any time he might've needed to think his way out of the situation was cut short by the sight of a gaggle of mind-controlled people running at him from around a food truck.

[i]'Suppose it's time to test my cardio!'[/i]
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