I'm back with a vengance! Taking a page from Blackrose's book, I'm trying my hand at a Pyro/Multiple Man fic!
Enjoy this short little starting chapter and please review (you kow you waaaaaaaaant tooooooooo)!
Disclaimer: The bitch isn't dead...so clearly i don't own X-Men...yet
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Multiple Man walked through the halls of the new Brotherhood base, focusing on the new memories he had just absorbed from a clone that he had thought was lost forever.
Nope.
Apparently this one had gone to Japan and spent the past six years mastering some crazy kind of martial arts, not to mention slept with -it appeared to Jamie- every damn woman he met.
He was in the process of trying to block out one of the more disturbing sexcapadesof his long-lost double when he heard a loud grunt of frustration from behind the door he was walking past.
Jamie smirked. The room behind that door belonged to the Brotherhood's resident psychopath, Pyro. Jamie's smirk turned into a frown the more he thought about him. Jamie couldn't understand for the life of him how the foul-tempered twerp was Magneto's second in command (well, not counting Mystique) and Mystique's pride and joy.
While Jamie couldn't really care less about Pyro's well being, he had to admit that he was curious as to what had him all wound up.
Jamie pressed his ear carefully to the door and slowed and quieted his breathing. Pyro was agitated, Jamie could tell that much. He waited patiently, knowing he'd get a kick out of whatever was going on.
"For the thousandth time! I said whatever! I don't care!"
Silence for a moment.
"No. Stop saying that. If you really were all that concerned about me, you would just do it!"
Jamie snickered to himself. So, he was talking to the Iceprick. This was getting funnier than Jamie had anticipated. He knew that Pyro had been seeing the ice mutant but was nothing short of shocked when Magneto discovered their relationship and let them keep dating! Though, from the sound of it, that wasn't going to be a problem much longer.
"I'm not trying to make you feel bad! I just…No! Stop getting all therapist on me! I don't need a fuckin' therapist Bobby! I need a fuckin' boyfriend who isn't afraid to admit to his precious X-Men that he is gay, dating the enemy, and therefore cheating on his… Yes! You are fucking cheating on her! Who the fuck cares! She's a bitch!"
There was more internal chuckling from Jamie.
"Don't get all high and mighty on me, asshole! I'm not the one who's cheating on his girlfriend with a guy and isn't man enough to tell her!"
"You know what? I don't fuckin' feel like dealing with you right now so I'm just gonna go and let you get back to your little skank!"
Jamie heard the sound of a cell phone being shut and then furiously chucked at a wall.
John's frustrated grunt caused an audible laugh to escape Jamie's lips. Jamie froze. Pyro had really good hearing.
Click. Fwoosh.
"Shit!" Jamie yelled and dove away from the door as an explosion of fire blasted through the wall, burning everything to a crisp, right where Jamie had been standing.
Pyro walked through the huge hole that his flames had left and stood over Jamie's heavily panting form. His eyes were savage.
"You were listening at my door," he spoke in an enraged whisper, "If you ever listen at my door again," he crouched down a bit; "I. Will. Burn. You. Alive."
Jamie opened his mouth to call the fire-mutant out on a bluff, but he looked around at the remains of the door and half of the wall. Nothing was left but ashes and a doorknob that was still glowing bright orange. Jamie knew that the wall of fire had been intended for him and had his reflexes been a millisecond slower, his charred remains would be among that ash.
So Jamie settled for clenching his jaw and muttering, "Fair enough."
Pyro frowned, pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and walked away.
Jamie stood up and dusted off his pants.
"Little fucker."
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