Bloodsport | Kurt Wagner

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You still have faith in me, baby, that's the reason I know (I'll follow you, I'll follow you)
Even though mine was lost very long ago (I'll follow you down, I'll follow you down)

I never really cared for others company. I much preferred to be alone. Not that it was original, but I'd prefer not to have others stares on me all times. Just because mutants were said to be accepted, didn't mean they really were. I stay in this school because my own family believed I was a monster to society. So instead of being near people who would hate or judge me, even if it was silent, I choose to be alone. They say your greatest friend is yourself. Probably what lonely people say to make themselves feel better.

Kids here look different as well though but it's not the same, not as terrifying as I am. Compare different eye colors to looking like a human reptile hybrid.

Surprisingly though I'm not the only freak here. There's a girl named Jean Grey. She has nightmares apparently, nightmares that cause the whole school to shake. I'm not sure what she wants from me, but almost daily she's asking me about myself, though she could read my mind and find out, wanting to befriend me. I could see what she was trying to do. I didn't know why. I'm not the most social and according to most, including professor Xavier himself, I'm terrifying. That's another story for later I suppose.

Like I said I'm not too sure why she wants to even talk to me, let alone breath the same air as me. I guess that brings myself to today. A normal day, I could say but I wasn't too sure about it. The atmosphere seemed different, I had the feeling like something terrible would happen. But it was just a feeling, so I shook it off and continued.

I walked through the halls, ignoring those I went by, not a care in the world, when a force came by hitting me in the shoulder.

"Watch it, buddy!" I yelled out, turning around to see who had bumped me. I didn't exactly expect to see a boy with a blindfold on, being led by a man, as they were also accompanied by Hank, or as I sometimes refer to him as, Mr. McCoy. Hank was one of the few people who really understood what it was like to look different. He told me how his mutation now changed his physical appearance, so he makes meds or something that to make himself look normal. Time and time again, I begged for some too. But on the professor's orders that was a no. It felt like a dead end, but I still believe I could overcome... this.

"Well I can't exactly do that, now can I?" The boy sneers at me, as I told myself not to punch him in the face. It was only his first day, obviously with the way he acts someone's going to teach him a lesson. And I would be alright with it being me.

"My mistake." I grit out, as I then say, "Welcome to the school. Enjoy your stay, try not to bump into me again, or next time we will have problems, got it Blindfold?"

"My name's not blindfold, it's Scott. I'll try my best. I'm sure I'll want to stay away." He says, then mumbling the last part but I ignore it. I turned back and started walking again, moments later a voice called out my name.

"Kara!" I turned around seeing the telepath who had tried this time and time again approach me.

"What Jean?" I ask, after sighing, and looked back as she rushed over to catch up.

"I just wanted to say don't worry about what Scott said. He's like that." Jean tells me, as I scoff.

"I'm guessing you bumped into blindfold over there?"

"Yeah. He's not exactly thrilled to be here. Not much going on up there either." She says with a laugh, as I had chuckled at her comment.

"At least there's something we can agree on." I paused for a second, but before speaking, Jean cut me off.

"I know you don't want to talk to me, or anyone really. But I know what it's like for other people to ignore you, judge you, not want to be near you."

"Lots of people do, that doesn't make us any different, or the same. At least you have an invisible mutation." At this time, I was a selfish girl, I gave no thought to others feelings, or reactions. I didn't realize at the time how horrible I was, or how much I hurt those around me. I only cared for myself, not caring about the consequences as well. Hell, I was a damned being, unlike the others. I felt like I was cursed, like a beast, but no one could break the spell, I was to be a beast for the rest of my days.

"Just because your mutation is physical doesn't mean you have it worse than others." Jean says, as she walks faster trying to catch up to me.

"I didn't say that. I said we're different, and you have a visible mutation. Doesn't mean I'm saying I have it worse than others." By then, Jean had stopped while I could care less and kept walking.

"But you were thinking it." She claims, as I had no froze. I didn't bother to look at her.

"I thought I told you before to stay out of my head, Grey. I don't have time for this." And with that I walked away from the only person who had bothered to be a friend.

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Third Person POV

Kara had sat in a tree, one that was easy to climb up, but not too far from the ground. As she sat quietly to herself, she ignored those who quickly went past her and gave her side glances. She had grown used to it, and more importantly at least to her, she didn't bother to care.

While Laura was by herself, Scott had approached Jean. "Hey who's that? The girl in the tree?" Scott looked closer seeing her strange appearance.

"That's Kara. You met her before, remember she called you Blindfold?" Jean says to get him to remember.

"Yeah I remember her. She looks as scary as she sounded when I met her." Scott tells Jean.

"She's not that bad. If you got to know her she's really nice, she just doesn't show it to anyone. But I know it's down there." Jean tells Scott, though Scott felt it wasn't that believable. Just looking at the girl he felt terror, but he supposed that most people felt that as well when the glanced at the mutant.

"That's hard to believe." He mutters to himself, not acknowledging that Jean had heard him. He looked back up at the tree Kara was occupying, now seeing it empty and in it's place was a bunch of kids. Scott looked around to see Kara running her way back to the school, about to pass them.

"Kara." Jean calls again for her. Kara had come to a stop and approached the two, wary, though she had nothing to fear or worry about. "Are you okay?" She asks her, though Scott didn't know why she would question that, that was until he noticed a tear or two go down the girls mutated face.

"Why wouldn't I be?" She asks, her face void of emotion, though Jean of course could see right through it. But she wouldn't question it. Not right now.

"Do you want to sit with us?" Kara looked back at her previous spot before looking back and slowly nodding as she came and sat with Jean, Scott coming closer to the two girls as well.

"Oh, blindfold! You have glasses now." Kara announces to Scott, who groaned lowly.

"Yeah I don't so that means you can stop calling me blindfold."

"But I like calling you that." Jean smiles at the two who start bickering. She couldn't say it was the start of a great friendship, but she knew that it would be good for them.

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Hey guys thank you so much for the support and love for this fan fiction! I will try to update more and watch the movie with it as well. But for now here's chapter one. I know it's not much but its just an opening to Kara and her relationships with people arond her at the school. Chapter 2 or 3 will have Kurt in it! I'm excited to write scenes between them. 

Questions!

What do you think of Kara now that you saw more of her? Do you guys like Jean and her interacting? Brotp? What about her and Scott? Do you want badass scenes with Kara, fighting? Who would you like her to interact with more? Comment!!