Hello, everyone, Pandora here. Wow, all you loyal fanfic readers picked my fic to read, I'm just so honored. I created this fic for the enjoyment of others. I am a big Kietro fan, and have read every Kietro fic I can get my hands on, if you think you have one that I haven't read, please inform me of it, I'm always looking for new material to read. This fic starts out a little fast on the scene and Pietro is at first a little OOC but it gets better, just bear with it. Standard disclaimers apply. Flamers are welcome, but will only be ignored. Enjoy!

Love and War

Chapter One:

All's Fair in Love and Mutant Battles

Kitty was having a bad day. Of course, everyday she had a ton of homework to do and a two hour Danger Room session with Logan was a bad day. But she'd finished her homework, of which had taken her two hours, she'd completed the session, of which had lasted two hours. And it was still a bad day, hardly unexpected.

Why? Because the Brotherhood just had to go make a big commotion at the old warehouse, and Scott just had to take it as a challenge. Of course, anything that involved her old boyfriend, Lance Alvers, a.k.a. Avalanche, was a challenge to Scott.

And so here she was, fighting with the person she disliked the most. Pietro.

It wasn't like she had always disliked him, in fact when he first came to Bayville, she had tried to be nice to him, even after the whole mess up with Evan, she had really tried, but always, always, he would just shrug her off or insult her or make some sarcastic jibe. So she had steadily grown to dislike him so much that the feeling was on the verge of hate.

Unfortunately, her powers weren't exactly something that could be used for the offensive, especially not against someone like Quicksilver. But her martial arts skills were top notch. But again, she wasn't able to use them, he was just too fast. So she stood there, trying to phase through whatever he could throw at her.

While doing this she took the time to look around and see how her teammates were doing in their battles. She knew it was a risky thing to do but she had to see if they were alright. But she knew that of course they would be, it was like some unspoken rule that in these battles no-one ever seriously damaged someone from the other team.

Cyclops and Jean were fighting Blob. Jean was using her TK to try to get him off his feet while Cyclops blasted him. Kitty loved watching them, even watching them battle you could tell that they loved each other. She was really glad that the two had finally come to their senses and gotten together. Of course, she was sure Rogue wasn't as happy with that arrangement.

Rogue was fighting against Avalanche, doing her best to try to get a bare hand on him while desperately trying to keep her feet on the shifting ground. Kitty had long since gotten over Lance Alvers, and she had noticed that Rogue seemed to be really into him, an testament to that was the fact that Rogue was barely trying to touch him and Lance was causing quakes that weren't even a 2.0.

Nightcrawler and Spyke were fighting against Toad. And surprisingly were having a pretty difficult time. Toad had joined the martial arts club at school and had learned some good moves, moreover he had finally learned that he needed a weapon and had brought a boe staff and was fighting Spyke who had made one of his spikes into a staff the same length, while Nightcrawler tried to catch him and bamfph him a mile away.

While Kitty had been busy looking at her teammates and making sure they were okay, Pietro had been looking for ways to breach her defenses. And he had found it. He noticed that Shadowcat was always looking at the ground, expecting him to strike from her level, and that was why she could phase through everything, but if he created a whirlwind strong enough he could drop something on her from above.

So he concentrated most of his ability to lifting up some very heavy bricks and made them crash right down on top of her. When they buried her he stopped and looked at his handiwork. He expected to feel a sense of pride, but instead he felt pure terror. She wasn't phasing through, she was supposed to phase through. She couldn't be... he could not even bring himself to complete the thought. These fights weren't about killing, they were about winning.

"Kitty," he whispered, thinking that maybe if she could hear him then everything would be alright. When this brought no response he tried again but louder, "Kitty." Louder. "Kitty."

By this time almost all of the X-Men were looking at him and the pile of rubble at his feet, even his own team had stopped fighting. what they saw next shocked them to the very core of their beings. Pietro, the man who claimed to hate all X-Greeks, began digging through the rubble, so fast that they couldn't even detect his movements, and when they could see his hands all they were was a raw and bloody mess. Finally he seemed to reach his goal and pulled a bruised, battered and nearly dead Kitty from the ground. All hearts stopped. For a moment everyone was convinced she was dead.

"Kitty? Kitty? Kitty?" Pietro's voice was getting louder each time until it elevated into a scream. "Kitty? Answer me. Kitty?"

Authors Note: I know I know. That was really mean of me to just cut it off like that and leave you hanging. But I figure, it's been done to me so many times, that it was my turn for a little fan torture. Don't worry, I'll update soon.