I also have a location this battle shall take place, actualy two locations.
Yellowstone national park, and New York (or any other major city),
fight to capture (complete captureing ) wihtout killing.
Nightcrawler with all his abilitys, weaponary, intelegence, and speed agianst, Perrins abilities, weaponary, strategical ability, intellegence, stubborness and strength.
Nightcrawler might also be able ot Teleport into Tel'aran'riod, but he would probably be manhandled, there
resons to fight
Perrin Aybare wakes up in a place smelling like somehting is dying, he looks around himself, seeing metallic horse carriges(cars), and that sounds like rumbling of a Trollocd, with a cough. he smell of those wagons makes Perrins very sharp sence of smell a headache, but he have to stand up. He look around and see large garbage cans, and containers filled with stuff people have throwen away. Some stuff he recognized and stuff he could not comprehend. What time was this, this was not his world, nor was it remarkably similar to anything he had experienced, it all looked very forrign. it was dark. Well not dark for him couse nothing was that dark for him with his enhanced wolf sence of sight, evening apared, lighter then when he had only a blacksmith apprentice, back at the Two Rivers. He dusted of his tired cloak, and pants, it was in good whool, green coloured, and gray coloured pants, Mah'alleinir was strapped to his belt. He also had his long bow, and a good dagger on his left side, and a quiver full of arrows.
He looked around, there where people in the area but far away enough for not getting noticed, and not in a particuluar way that he would be spotted if he did not make to much noice, but something Perrin thought for himself, best not to give to much notice of oneself, "if this is not my world nor in my time, i better check out the enivroment and take note on how it is here, before i walk around looking like im on a hunt for wild beasts or scare people. I better check on how people are dressed, my yellow eyes i can do nothing for, but i will find something to cover them, and i black smiths might still be in handy in this age, so i keep my hammer. I might find some place where i can put my bow and quiver away. He look through the garbae, to see if he can find something of usage, as master Luhhan (his blacksmith teacher) often sais, "a blacksmith has to find the right tools and the right irons to craft what shall be crafted, no piece of iron, will react the same, always plann before you do any rash actions, a bad made shovel made wide haste, is a useless shovel". Master Luhhan had tought Perrin well, he was like a second father to him, and tought him not only to craft from iron, but also to plann before, action. Perrin was always carefull, he was very big for a man his age, tall, and almost as broad as he was long, with massive arms, after many hours and years behind the anvil, smashing the large blacksmith hammer on irons, he did not lack brute strenght. which made him seem slow at wit, though he was not slow, he was just very carefull not to hurt people, couse not much did he need to make accidents or breake things, or destroy things, if he was to clumsy or to heavy handed.
After some time he found what might be cloths which he thought looked like cloths from palce he found himself in. A blueish, but worn but seemd wellcrafted and solid handwork, he read Levis on some flap on its side. Perrin also found a white T-shirt, and also found a large blue large cloak, of smooth, but smellt like non-natural smell, oily, it was good enough for him to cove part of Mah'alleinir, which whould stick out no matter where he wandred. But it was hiden well enough. He also found some shaded, mirror like bracelets with two dark, but could be looked thorugh each of his eyes, he put them on hes ears. He vission was a bit shadowier, but more hidng the sunshine then hindering hes wolf sight. but it hided hes yellow eyes. he found somehting to hide his arrow, but he unstraped his bow, and used it as a cane. a Two River lad would never leave of his long bow.
He took a deap breath, to preperare what was waiting for him in this world. And started walking.
Out in the chilly September evning 19:22 PM, Harlem, Manhatten New Your City....
Rrrrrrrrring rrrrrrrrrring.........rrrrrrrrrrring rrrrrrrrrrring, Kurt Wagner was in his bead, wakiking up to the sound of his alarm clock. He turend off the alarm off, stood up, took on a shirt, short sleeved, with red and blue flowers and a green shortlegged pants. He had borrowd a bed and room at the X-men manchion (house), cuase he was so exausted by all teh reasont teleporting and erands, for Charles, who was finding ways to test his abillities, flex his abilities, and importing exotic goods to the school, like herbal teas, and new versions of neuroscience, psychology and philosophy articles in the Science conferances and magazines. He stroling of to the main hall, in his own thoughts, ahed for Charles main quarters (office). Charles had sent him messages in his sleep that he needed to see him at 9:30 AM at his office. Kurt came up to the oak doors, and nocked, " I know you are there Kurt, Step in, Step in, you dont need to knock", he opend and closed the door behind him (he could easly telepor the entire way, he felt that he just wanted to stroll. He opend and went throught the door, behind the desk sat Xavier, in his wheel chair, behind his desk. looking on some images of Wolfs. "What is it that you want me to hear, Charles!" Kurt said while he walked over, and found a stool, he sat down and peaked down at the images and pictures of various wolfs, in flight, hunting deer, plaing cubs, howling at the moon.
"What are yourt thoughts on Wolfs, Kurt". Charles asked, while still looking at the pictures? " they are predatorial animals that hunts in packs" Kurt answerd, "they have a cunning, and a sence of knowing what they are doing, which is frightening", Kurt thought he had answerd it good, "Kurt, what would you think if a man told you that he might not only be able to comunicate telepatihicaly with wolfs, but also had their sence of smell,thier sence if sight,the sence of heaing as good as them, and anility to see in the darknes like a wolf, but also addition to that also smell humans emotions and their state of being" Kurt was silent for a minutt or two, before replying, "if only for having the ability for comunicating with wolfs telepahticaly, and share their sences, I whould have said that he was some kind of a mutant,with an ability which solaly works on wolfs, if their are only wolfs"?. "Only wolfs" Charles replaid. "Yes, but this about smelling emotions, seems like somehting different, like something not of this world" Kurt said, aimingly, " Yes,he might not be from this world, but he is" he said almost to himself, " I senced his coming thorugh Cerebro, A man toumbeling down into Harlem, from no where. like teleported, he was laying there for 20 hours, before he woke up, hes clodes looked like something that might come form the 1400 Europe, a long bow, a quiver, a large blacksmith hammer, of spessial decoration, decorated with a leaping wolf,", Charles paused and continued, "I carefully sought to read some of his mind, and found out that he is able to comunicate dirctly with Wolfs from the world/dimension he comes from, and also shares their sences, and also this ability to smell emotions of other people. also other things i can't really puzzle out, how he some how can enter into this Dreamworld, in sleep but also in person, into this world that is called somehting like Telaraonion. more then that have i not been able to scrap out from his bare memories", Kurt asked "what do you intend me to do and why are you saying this to me". Charles sais " I want you to approach him, you are the most efficiant for this mission, i don¨t want to kill him just study him and ask him some questions, out of pure curiosity. You shall aproach him in the way you feel you could best aproach things they way you aproach thing best, silent, fast, shwop, shwop, with your way of teleportation and your agility and also your calmness, will work better in this then me sending Wolverine or Storm or any other, I offer this mission for you track down this Perrin Aybara, in one way or another, if he fight you fight back, if he comes willingly let him come willingily, but not kill. my only command is to do your best".
Kurt found himself in the shadow of a garage, at the farside road, in a concrete alley in Harlem, with a good overview of the sreet and the people who walked past him without noticing him, blending into the shadows like he did. Looking out for this Wolfman, this Perrin Aybara. Charles had said that he was a muscled guy, larger then most men, and pretty wide over his shoulders, probably quite strong, and this with the wolfs, he probably don't lack their ferocity while angerd, could he se him in the showds with his eyes, or worse smell him. He thought of that while looking out on the people passing before him, the cars, the Iron Maiden album being played out form a window some meters up from him. low enought not to distract. He would prefaird Wagner or Mozart right now.
this world was so different from the world Perrin knew, everything was so shiny, yet also so dirty. so advanced, yet also so chaotic, like if the world have lost both the Creator and the Dark One, like no-one was overlooking anything. everyhthing left out for chaos, he still had his Ta'veren ability or else he would not have foudn this "sunnglasses" as he found out by asking and the confusing answer like he was a whool headed fool not to know what it was. It hided his yellow eyes, which helped him not stand out so much more, not more then having a meter long blacksmith hammer (a spessial made one, by the use of power (magic forged weapon) strapped to his waist. Suddenly he smelled something, something of smoke, and of something, alien, alien even for this alian place, not a stunch of evil nor corruption, nor something "wrong" but somehting he could not place, he saw around, every corner, of the large street, and the VERY tall buildings, and the "cars" he found out that the carriges ware called. looked at every corner, every shadow, and every, there, at a large building in a shadow, i thought he smelled that IT; something, not sylpher, but ash like, of smoke, he could not see it, even for his good sight, he carefully aproached the crazy car road, to a "basket ball" court which was nearby, to a thing they called garage (he have been walking the for whole night and it was now 16 o clock, enough time to ask people her what things around him was and to learn his mind about this place, becouse he probably whould spend some time here, always good to be well prepaired, he even had earned some "dollar" by helping some old man, by carring some grossaies, some 2 dollars for now), he aproached the garage but not pretending that he fought that someone was looking for him.
Kurt saw this large man come closer, 1, 90 almost, and musceld, like he was almost as wide as he was tall. he walked very soft for his big build, and light on his feet, and like he was awere of things that most people should not be awere of. Kurt thought this Perrin might not know that he was there, or that he was there for catching him but he held his breath. He had some time to study him closer, he seemed to have found some odd combination of cloths, a denim (Levis pants), well worn but solid, enough to not look like a bump. a white sleeved shirt, and a very large jacket that usualy hip hopers were, that always seemed to large, he used a cane, which probably was hes bow, he probably had his arrow and quiver someplace else or just left it, and a humongusly large hammer, silvery, and very well crafted. the stranger came closer and closer, but always pretending that he was under watch. Kurt desided to slowly rise up. and appraoch, this Perrin, was little startled but also nodding like confirming his that he had known, but Kurt noticed that hie apperence sat a deeper shock, which he was used to, not manyhumans are blue. or have yellow eyes, " who are you" a deep, little snarling but curious, not mean, in a very strange accent, but english, " and why are you spying on me, what are you after" kurt answwerd " i am here to collect you for the professor" he watns to studdy you, he moved forward, Perrin took of his sunglasses, showed his yellow eyes, glowing prepared for a battle, who should be captured first, he took away his jacket eased his hammer lifted it with massive strength, and drowe it forward, all in one miton, much faster than you could expect for so much muscle, within rach, Kurt teleported away, and behind Perrin, grabbed his waist, and teleported to a open palce at Central Park, they fought and long, telport, swung, teleport, swung, swung, almost head, but missed due to teleporting, Kurt drove his sword, but this Perrin was a very skilled figher, and feriosiosly strong, he came behing Perrin, ready to teleprot him to Charles, then swipp "
Perrin had enterd himself with this attacking blue man, to the World of Dream..in the flesh, he started to manipulate reality....
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