Hold Up A Light

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the X-Men Series. I have invented the OC of the story.

Category: X-Men: The Movie

Rating: M

Pairing: Pyro/ OC

Summary: St. John Allerdyce and the mysterious Lacey Rossi have a relationship that is unlike any other person's. He is the loud mouth of the pair and she the quiet one. So why are they a couple? They do say opposites attract.

A/N: Starts in between X-Men and X2. I have never read the comics, only ever watched the films, so I apologise in advance if I write something completely wrong.

Chapter One

John watched Bobby and the new girl, Rogue she called herself, getting comfortable with each other. He wasn't jealous of them, he was annoyed with the amount of affection they continuously showed in public. He was known as the popular loner in Xavier's school for the gifted. They weren't gifted at all in John's opinion. They were unique. They were mutants and had to be kept in hiding for their own safety from the inferior Homo Sapiens. He kept his thoughts to himself as he moved away from the lover birds to the outside of the school.

It was getting late and the majority of the students were in bed but the older students were allowed to stay up later but not too late. He stared up at the crescent moon as he sat on one of the benches out in the large grounds. Sometimes he felt like he was suffocating in the school. He needed to escape but he had to follow the rules for some time. He had taken Scott's motorbike out without permission and he had been banned from any activities for a whole two months.

The older students knew that Storm and Scott had gone out to find a new student but it was the return of the new student that had shocked John.

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Storm and Scott had been told by Xavier to search for a young girl, who has only just been discovered by the Professor by chance. He wasn't looking for her but he heard her cry for help. The two adults were told that she was nearby and was hurt, not badly but she was hurt. They drove to the last point that she was most likely to be.

They searched the area and found no traces of her. "Nothing." Scott spoke gently as he continued to look. "She must have moved on. The Professor may have gotten the location wrong."

"I don't think so." Ororo spoke quietly as she shook her head. "She has got to be nearby." Moving nearer the trees. "Scott!" She cried out when she caught sight of a half naked girl, who was unconscious at the foot of an oak tree, her short dark hair was covered in dirt and leaves. They rushed forward and Scott lifted her up. "There should be a blanket in the car." Scott carried the girl as Ororo rushed to the car, pulling out a blanket from the trunk of the car. She placed it over the girl to keep her warm and Scott put her in the back of the car.

"She's freezing. Best get her back to the mansion quickly." Scott spoke quickly as he climbed into the driver's seat as Ororo climbed into the back with the unconscious girl.

"Turn the heating on." Ororo rubbed the girl's arms to get her warm. "She seems to be getting colder."

"Might be her mutation. Even the Professor couldn't tell what it is yet." Glancing in the rear view mirror at the two young women in the back. "She might be like Bobby."

"We won't know until we get back to the school." She rubbed the girl's arms quicker, in case the cold was not part of her mutation.

John sat outside in the dark garden when he saw the car speed into the grounds and disappear into the garage. Curiosity got the better of him and he quickly returned into the mansion and moved in the direction of the garage. He watched as Scott and Ororo rushed past him with a girl wrapped in a blanket being carried by Scott. He was intrigued by the new presence.

"Go to bed John!" Ororo said quickly when she noticed him following them.

"Do you want some help?" He asked to get a closer look at the new girl.

"No John. Go to bed!" She spoke a little angrily at him. "It's late." Closing the door on the infirmary when she walked in, leaving the young boy staring at the door.

"It was worth a try." He scoffed and turned away but he was still curious. The X-Men had never brought back a mutant who seemed to be badly injured. John strode away as he knew that there was noway into the infirmary.

Inside the infirmary, Jean, Scott and Ororo were working on the newcomer's health. Slowly the girl began to warm up and regain consciousness. At first she panicked but something, or someone, in her mind told her that she was safe from all kinds of harm. "What is your name, darling?" Jean asked the girl gently.

"Lacey. Lacey Rossi." She spoke quietly and kept still as she could. "Where am I?" As soon as she asked that question, the door opened and a bald man in a wheelchair entered the room.

"Hello Lacey. I'm Professor Xavier. You are at my school for mutants." His voice was commanding yet gentle when he spoke to her. "You may wish to stay but you have a right to leave if you wish to. Though we would like you to stay until you have recovered."

"Thank you." She whispered timidly as she felt her eyes begin to drift close. "I'm so tired..." Whispering gently as she fought against her eyes closing.

"Sleep, Lacy. Rest well." Jean spoke gently as she stroked her hair, soothing the frightened girl. "I'll continue the tests tomorrow when she is awake."

Xavier moved forward and placed himself by Lacey's head, placing his hands either side of her head, close to her ears. Closing his eyes he delved into her sleeping mind.

Men surrounded her. Not on the part of hurting her but controlling her. They injected a controlling substance into the back of her neck, causing her to become limp and do as they pleased. They made her kill. Suffocate men just by staring at them, throw them in the air and make them fall from a high height and letting them fall; killing them as soon as they hit the ground. There was no emotion on the girl's face. As if she did not care.

Xavier pulled his hands back. "Poor girl." He muttered softly. "She was controlled by an injection in the back of her neck. She killed men without any thoughts or feelings for them." Looking down at the sleeping girl and placed his hands either side of her head again.

She was screaming as they tortured her with electric rods. They had chained her to a stone slab. A man, who was blurry to her from her tears of pain. He moved forward and injected a substance into her arm. Her sobs slowly turned to silent until she was out cold on the slab.

"She was tortured to be in control of a man. I didn't recognise him." Sighing heavily as he placed his hands back on the arms of his chair. "She needs to rest a lot. That man has caused her a lot of emotional damage." He left the newcomer in the care of Jean.

Lacey spent a day in the infirmary before being shown to her own room before the night drew in. She had decided to stay in the mansion until she thought it was the right time to leave but she felt like that she was going to enjoy herself. She sat on her bed in her new room, looking around at the bare walls. It didn't feel like anywhere. This would probably be her new home. She did not remember her first home, if she did a first home, she couldn't remember her life before the torturing and the killings.

A gentle knock brought her out of her thoughts. "Come in." She tried to speak confidently but her voice sounded timid.

A girl, around Lacey's age, walked inside her room. She had dark red hair with one white streak through her hair. "Um... Hi. I'm Rogue. Jean said that you were new and told me that I should introduce myself to you. So, I'm Rogue."

Lacey chuckled along with the girl. "I'm Lacey." Standing up nervously, putting her left hand in her pocket and holding her hand out towards Rogue, who took it in her gloved hand and shook it slightly. Lacey noticed that she wore gloves but said nothing about it.

"Do you want to come and have some food?" Smiling slightly. "Come and meet some of the other students."

"Sure." Lacey smiled nervously and she followed Rogue out of her new bedroom to the kitchen. When they entered the room, Lacey saw three boys and another girl. "Umm... Hi." She said nervously as she sat in a free chair next to the boy with dirty blonde hair.

"Guys, this is Lacey. Lacey this is John." Rogue gestured to the boy Lacey had sat next to. "This is Bobby." The other boy, who Rogue had sat next to. "And this is Kitty and Pete." Gesturing to the other girl and the very tall and intimidating guy.

They all gave her a cheery welcome except John, who gave her a small smile and a nod. "Well welcome to the school." Kitty spoke cheerfully. "You'll like it here."

"Um thanks." She said nervously as she looked at the food in front of her. Simple fries and a hamburger. Lacey bit her lower lip as she watched the others as they began to eat. It felt like she had not eaten for days but she politely ate quietly and slowly. The others spoke amongst themselves and she only listened. Only she and John sat in silence. Neither of them spoke to each other until Lacey spoke to him first. "How long have you been here?"

"Two years." He spoke plainly. "I ran away from home. Long story." Shrugging a shoulder as he ate his food, not looking at her as he spoke or when she spoke to him. Once he finished, he stood up and left the room. Lacey watched him, obvious confusion across her face.

"Don't worry about John." Bobby spoke softly to her. "He likes to keep to himself most of the time but he's all right really." Chuckling softly. "Eat up." Grinning at her at her as she slowly ate her food.

The news of Lacey's arrival spread around the school and she was receiving unwanted attention from the students. She hid herself in the grounds of the school to avoid the attention. "Hiding?" An amused voice spoke from behind her as she sat on a stone bench with a book in her hand.

She turned to face John. "Am I that obvious?" Giving him a small smile.

"Very obvious." Sitting next to her facing an opposite direction but turned slightly to face her. "Romeo and Juliet? Boring book." Reading the title of her book.

"Not really. It's rather good actually. The Professor gave it to me. He thought I'd enjoy it and he's right. I like it." Smiling softly as she held the book in her hands. "So, what are you doing out here? Or are you following me?" Raising an eyebrow at him.

"It's a free country. I can walk where I like. Plus I was here before you." Smirking at her as she gave him a soft glare. "So? What's your power?" Asking with interest as he twisted on the bench to sit the same way as her. Lacey focused ahead of her and picked a target. A rock. Slowly it began to float. "Levitation?" Lacey shook her head silently. "What then?"

The rock dropped suddenly as she turned to face him. "I can manipulate the air. All air. Oxygen, Carbon Dioxide. Anything. But only if I concentrate. I can't create it though." Giving him a weak smile. "What about you? I've never seen you show your powers."

John reached into his pocket and took out a pocket lighter and lit it. "I'm like you. I can manipulate fire but I can't create it." Within moments of the lighter being lit, there was a ball of flames in the palm of his hand. "Rather frustrating that I have to keep lighting a lighter to make my mutation work."

"I know what you mean." Sighing heavily as she glanced at her watch, that had been given to her by Storm and she treasured it. She never knew what it was like to have gifts. If she did, she didn't remember. "I have to go. I have math." Smiling a little as she stood up, turning to look down at John, who remained where he was. "See ya." Still smiling a little as she walked away from him, not looking back as she walked back up to the manor.

A/N: Let me know what you think. Carry on or give up? No flames just polite criticism.