Kurt sat his his room, staring out his window wishing he could just jump out and leave, but he knew the fall would be too great, and he would surely die when he hit the ground. So Kurt had to settle for simply staring out the window longingly, until he gently closed the window and went back to his room to read one of his beloved, worn down books, until he heard the call of his mother outside. 

Kurt hurried to open the window and dropped his long blue hair out of the window. Kurt had been growing his hair out ever since he was born, having never cut it once in his eighteen years of life, as it was magic, and his mother told him that if he cut his hair, it would lose its powers. Kurt watched as his mother, Mother Mystique, began to climb up the side of his very tall tower, using Kurt's hair to pull herself up. 

"Good afternoon mother. How was your trip to the town?" Kurt asked, helping his mother climb inside the tower window. 

"Thank you dear, it was good. I brought you back some new books." Mother Mystique replied, pulling a couple of books out of her basket, and handing them to Kurt.

"Thank you mother." Kurt said excitedly, taking the books and beginning to skim through them. "Mother, I was wondering if perhaps I could go to town with you next time. I could wear a hat to hide my hair." 

"Oh no sweetie you can't go outside. You don't know how to survive out there. There are bad people who would try to steal you hair, and hurt you." Mother Mystique ran one of her hands gently through some of Kurt's hair, placing the other one comfortingly on his shoulder. 

Kurt knew that he was getting nowhere with his mother, and he would never be able to convince his mother to let him out of the tower, no matter how much he tried. And that's why he snuck out of the tower himself that night, after Mother Mystique had gone to sleep, using his hair to climb down from the window, just as his mother had used it to climb up just hours before. 

Kurt was ecstatic, and he wanted to take his time to wonder and explore, but he knew that he had to get away from the tower as soon as possible first, or else he would risk getting caught by his mother. So Kurt ran, with a huge grin spread across his face, he took off through the forest. Kurt could feel the dirt beneath his feet, and the wind in his face, and the leaves from the trees getting caught in his hair, and he loved it. And then he slipped and fell. 

***

Logan setting up his camp in the woods, in a place he thought was safe for him to stay. He wasn't particularly well liked in the town, and most inns wouldn't put him up, but he didn't mind. Logan rather enjoyed the solitude, and he liked sleeping on the soft grass of the forest floor, with the stars shining bright in the patches of sky that were visible to him through the leaves of the trees. 

Logan laid down with his arms behind his head and closed his eyes to go to sleep the small fire beside him keeping him warm, when there was a loud rustling and a shout from beside him. Logan hurried to get up, pulling a knife quickly out of one of his boots, ready to attack if whatever was near proved to be a predator. What ended up falling out of the bushes in front of Logan was not a threat, but a person. 

The man who had tumbled out of the bushed had tan skin, brown eyes, and really, really long blue hair. He was wearing a simple button up shirt and pants, and no shoes. When the man saw Logan and his knife, he immediately looked scared, and began gathering up all of his hair, and scrambling backwards quickly. 

"Who are you? Are you a bad guy? Are you going to try and steal my hair?" Kurt asked quickly, confusing Logan greatly. 

"Why the hell would I want your hair?" Logan asked in response, relaxing when he realised that the man didn't seem to be a threat. 

"No reason." Kurt replied, uncurling from himself and relaxing a bit. "Do you live here?" 

"No. No one lives in the woods." Logan replied, putting his knife back in his boot at looking at Kurt curiously. 

"What are you doing out here then?" 

"Camping. Why are you out here?" Logan watched as the man began to move cautiously closer to Logan, crawling rather than walking, and still keeping his distance. 

"I live around here. What's your name?" 

"Logan. What's yours?" 

"Kurt." Logan was definitely relaxing more around Kurt, releasing quickly that Kurt obviously wasn't much of a threat, and Logan let Kurt come closer to him. "Are you a man?"

"Of course I'm a man, what kind of a question is that?"

"I've never seen another man before, and you don't look like me." This concerned Logan.

"You've never seen another man before? Where do you live?"

"My mother had me locked in in a tower my whole life. I just escaped, and you're the first person I've seen who's not my mother." 

"Do you...want some help?"

"With what?"

"You can stay here tonight if you want." Kurt eagerly accepted Logan's offer, but respected Logan's wishes when the man told him to stay a little ways away. 

Kurt had finally escaped the tower, and not only that, but he found a friend. Though Kurt knew that even if things were starting to look up for him, his troubles were not over. Mother Mystique was going to notice that Kurt was missing when she got up to go to town in the morning, and if Kurt wasn't far enough away when that happened, he was going to get caught. 

In the meantime though, Kurt was happy.