Philadelphia, PA Thunder reverberated in the background of the bustling city, the soft hum of cars going by at a leisurely pace were drowned out every few minutes by the loud strikes of thunder. Lightning was shown in the background, lighting up the dim city streets that were only showcased by single lamp posts, lighting up the street every few meters. The few people that were on the sidewalk scattered to find any source of cover, the unexpected thunderstorm seemed to surprise everyone on the street. The rain began to fall a couple seconds after the first strike of lightning, hitting anyone that wasn't lucky enough to find cover quick.
Kurt looked down on the streets below him, his large trench coat provided cover from the rain as it fell on top of him. Kurt threw the hood of the coat over his head, still keeping his eyes down on the streets below. Kurt teleported every few streets, keeping an eye on any suspicious activity below. The streets seemed to be dead silent, aside from the thunder and cars in the background nothing seemed to make a noise. That's when Kurt heard a loud
SCREECHHHH!. Car tires squealed as they tried to get a grip on the slick road, the sound came a street down from where Kurt was. Kurt cocked an eyebrow before teleporting a couple buildings over to get a Birdseye view of the source of the noise.
An old, dark red Ford Sierra with dark tinted windows sped down the street before taking a hard right, and picking up speed on a straightaway. Kurt once again teleported buildings behind it, still keeping a close eye on the car below obviously breaking a couple traffic laws on the way. Now Kurt wasn't gonna pull over the car for speeding or anything, but the car still intrigued him enough for him to follow. Kurt followed the car for a few minutes before it started to slow down and park near a small apartment complex. The car sat there for a few minutes before the passenger side door opened up quickly, out plopped out a short pudgy man. The man kept his door open as he turned back around towards the car and leaned back in, saying something to the driver. The pudgy man then clicked a button on his passenger door and took a step towards the backseat door. The driver side door also flung open, out stepped a tall lanky man and he too took a step toward his driver side door. The pudgy man held up three fingers to the driver, before switching to two, then one, then none. On no fingers, they both flung their doors open and both leaned into the car. Kurt watched puzzled but then understood after only a few seconds. The pudgy man was caught with a swift kick to the face by an unknown third person in the car. The pudgy man stumbled back to out the car, holding his nose in pain and agony as he rolled on the ground. The car still rocking as clearly a struggled happened in the car.
A few seconds later a third unknown person scrambled out of the car, this time, a female, her foot got caught on the backseat seat belt making her trip and fall face first onto the sidewalk. She tried to scramble to her feet but was quickly tackled from behind by the tall lanky driver. When Kurt saw this happen he teleported. He didn't teleport in the middle of the fight however, he teleported on top of the Ford Sierra his legs dangling off the side as he whistled loudly.
Fweeeeet! The pudgy man was on his hands and knees, still having a free hand on his nose which was dripping a massive amount of blood. The man turned his head, hand still on the nose as he saw a figure on top of his car.
"Wh-... What the fuck?!" The pudgy man said, his voice muffled by his hand slightly over his mouth. This caused the other man to turn around a couple meters away still fighting with the female on the ground, both her arms pinned to the ground by the tall lanky man.
"Nun, da ich Ihre Aufmerksamkeit.1" Kurt replied as the expression on the two men's face turned into confusion. The lady on the ground took this opportunity to spit directly in the man's face that had her pinned down, which turned the expression of confusion into one of anger from the man.
"You.. You little bitch!" The lanky man yelled in rage as he lifted his fist, ready to strike down on the female. Before the man could swing down though, a loud
BAMF! was heard in between the man yelling and a loud thunder strike. The man tried to swing down, but his arm was caught on something. Looking back at his arm, he saw a three fingered appendage wrapped around his arm, stopping his fist from hitting the girl.
"Das ist keine gute Idee."2 was heard from the cloaked figure. A few seconds passed, the thunder seeming to become more frequent and loud. Kurt sighed as neither the pudgy man or lanky man made a move.
That's when the female of all people made a move, since the lanky man let go of one of her arms he had pinned down she took the opportunity to punch the man square in the face. Causing a trail of blood to ripple down his nose, just like his accomplice. The lanky man, let go of her other arm and swung a wild punch at Kurt, which Kurt easily dodged after letting go of the man's arm. Kurt took a large step back, as the Lanky man sent another punch at the female on the ground. Before the punch could land, Kurt tackled the Lanky man off the lady. The man gave off a loud
HMPFH! as the wind was knocked from his body. Kurt sent a swift punch to the face of the man while he was dazed from the tackle, knocking him unconscious as the back of his head hit the sidewalk. Kurt looked down to the Lanky man, taking his concentration off the pudgy man for a second. The Pudgy man had scrambled to his feet, and with surprising speed took off after Kurt. The man attempted to tackle Kurt like Kurt did to his accomplice but was met with a
"BAMF!" The man flew in the air, gripping at the remnants of smoke that was left behind by Kurt as he teleported a few feet away. The man fell stomach first, using his forearms to brace his fall. He turned around, seeing the trenchcoat figure pounded by rain, the lightning in the background gave off a slight image of his blue face.
"Wha-... What the FUCK are you?! The pudgy man yelled, his voice cracking a little in pure terror.
Kurt gave him a sinister smile, stepping closer and closer to the man. The man crawled backward in a vain attempt to get away. His back was met with the wall of one of the apartments. Kurt stepped closer and closer until they were face to face. The sweat dripped off the pudgy man, obviously scared to death of the blue devil. Kurt was inches close to his face, his sinister smile still giving off dread.
"Wer bin ich..? Die Nachtkriecher."3Now that I have your Attention.
1That's a bad idea.
2Who am I..? The Nightcrawler.
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