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The Fire Starter

John Allerdyce, a.k.a Pyro, sat on his bed in Magneto's compound. He flicked on his Zippo lighter for the hundredth time today and transferred the fire to the palm of his hand. He loves everything about fire. The sound, he listen to the flame crackle, it speaks, it whispers to him. He watches it move, it dance's a seductive dance just for him. It's the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. The colours of it, the gold's, reds, yellows, and oranges. Fire is the only thing that has ever loved him, No other human or mutant has ever loved him like fire, and he has never loved them. He loves to think about the power he holds over Homo sapiens. The power, the fear, the screams of others is like a prime drug to him. Thinking of the destruction turns him on. He is the one who can control the unpredictable entity, and they think they are better than him, think they can control him, how stupid are they! All he needs is fire and no one will take it away from him. Especially not Homo sapiens and their cure!

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