Realm of the InterNutter

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Fracture Twelve: Guarding Broken Treasure

  Kurt picked at his dinner and tried to ignore the fact that his friends had thrown up an invisible wall around him. So Fight had released the Monster on purpose. That was something of a relief. He could have a quiet word to Fight about maintaining control and not killing people, even predators.

  Even if they *were* going to hurt someone.

  If he, the Archivist, and the Perfectionist ganged up

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Fracture Eleven: Blades of Memory

  Kurti had no reason to fear anyone from the troupe. They were all Romani together. One fire was pretty much the same as another and there was a passing chance that someone might have a new story. To his mind, there was no difference between the Heirelgart Romani, and the Statleindorf Romani.

  Even though one group welcomed Centaurs amongst them, and the other did not.

  Thus Kurti, age four, walked

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Fracture Ten: Desire

  “I wanna show you you don’t have to settle for scoring with the freakshow. I mean, sure, he’s enough to satisfy *Tabby*, but she’s a bit of a whore. You’re better than wanting *that*, you know?”

  “Are you like, demented or *what*? What are you like, *talking* about?”

  He lit a cigarette. “Come on, Kitty. I’m not

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Fracture Nine: Holy Ground

  Kurt’s exclusive interview had subtitles, owing to both the volume of his voice and the accent. Even though Kurt was right there with them, they watched, hypnotised, as his words appeared on the screen.

  The last subtitle read, “[In German] I am their favourite mood.”

  The reaction to that was pretty much unanimous.

  “The hell?”

  “Kurt did you really say– hey. Where’

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Fracture Eight: Interview

  They’d set up in the downstairs study, with Kurt huddled in a wing chair with yet another mug of hot chocolate.

  Judi Bloom was intensely patient, jotting down questions while the crew set up cameras.

  “I’d appreciate it if you went gently with Kurt,” Xavier said. “He's already been through too much.”

  “Professor, Xavier, I may be a member of the media, but

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Fracture Seven: Get out!

  Flight had control, but that didn’t mean he had *brains*. He ricochetted off the doors, the walls of the cage and the seat while Hess laughed at him. He scrabbled at the back window as the school and all hints of safety vanished from view.

  “You can try anything you like, Herr Flockig,” she said. “I mean to keep you, and none of your filthy gypsy

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Fracture Six: Back to School

  _I can do this,_ Kurt chanted inside his head. _I can do this, and I don’t need anyone else to do it for me. I don’t need to make anyone new, either. I can do this by myself._

  Saturday had seen a phone call to the school, explaining that Kurt had finally come home and giving Principal Kelly a satisfactory cover story; that he’d

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Fracture Five: No Sense

  They *fed* him. Put warm things on him. Gave him a soft, warm place to sleep. They were quiet, and gentle, and tried to put him at ease.

  But there were lots of closed doors. He couldn’t get out.

  But there was warm food. Comfortable things. Worried faces.

  And one face covered in blue fur.

  That one was a Proper-Teacher, if the Others could be believed any more. He

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Fracture Four: Other Pains

  Kitty had had to tell Lance, and he’d come right over. Of course, if anyone else from the Institute had known about this, they would have both got the third degree. So they met clandestinely at a secret breach in the fence on the west side of the estate. Kitty took him to a clearing in the woods that she knew about.

  One of the secret places that she

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Fracture Three: Girls Can Rape Guys

  Kurt murmured in pleasure as he woke up. His whole body was tingling. He didn’t really care if the Perfectionist and Hure had both got out to play. They’d had more than enough fun for all four of them, by the feel of things. He stretched and opened his eyes. He was still at the Brotherhood place, and it was late morning.

  _I’m