Prologue
Almost a year had passed ever since the Alcatraz incident. The Brotherhood had long gone disbanded after Magneto was cured, even though everyone knew it was only for a short time. The members of the former villainous group had gone on their separate ways. Mystique was still fuming on Magneto abandoning her, and now works as a trusted government spy and agent, despite the crimes she had committed before. Juggernaut was locked up again in a cell, although this time it was more secured compared to the moving prison he was held on before. James Madrox a.k.a. Multiple Man had escaped prison, and was now on the run somewhere across the country. John Allerdyce, on the other hand, was presumed dead. His body was never recovered after the Alcatraz incident. So everyone presumed he died when Dr. Jean Grey's alter-ego was unleashed.
But he wasn't dead. He never was.
He managed to wake up after the incident and was stuck between huge stones. His clothes were torn, and the lighter on his palm was destroyed. He felt numb under the huge stone, praying to God that someone with a huge heart will find him. And alas! There was! A man, with raven hair and pale blue eyes, found him under the stone after a few days.
He had never been that grateful to someone ever since he was born.
The man's name was Jeremy Frimwell, also a mutant. He was around his age, and has the ability to lift objects with his mind, just like the ability Ms. Grey had. Jeremy was a kind man. He lifted the stone above John and helped him escape and recover. He gave John clothes and money. He knew who John Allerdyce was, but didn't call the police to get him. John was forever in debt for Jeremy's kindness and asked if there was a way to repay him back. Jeremy said he doesn't have to repay him back, because he can't offer John a roof over his head but John insisted. Jeremy just smiled at him and said those two words that John will never forget.
Just survive.
And there he was, John Allerdyce, holding on to what Jeremy had said while he was wandering around the streets of Boston. It was the last place he wanted to be, since the place only brought back not-so-good memories about events and people, and by people he specifically meant a certain ice mutant.
John was probably lying to himself when he's going to say that he didn't miss his former bestfriend, Bobby Drake, when in fact he did, and he woke up every damn day when he was in the brotherhood remembering his former bestfriend's look when he left the jet.
The look that until now John didn't understand.
It's not as if his former archenemy-slash-bestfriend would miss him, John thought. If anything, the ice mutant would be so damn happy that he left. Bobby always had the tendency to hate or ignore the things that didn't fit his idealistic point of view of how things in his almost perfect life should be.
Being gay is one of the things that didn't go well in the ice mutant's head.
He remembered the day he told Bobby of his little secret, just 3 months before the attack at the mansion. The look of pure hatred and disgust was planted in the ice mutant's face the second he told him about it. It was the time where Bobby started giving John the cold shoulder and venomous glares. John had tried to talk to Bobby about it, but the ice mutant chose to ignore it. Bobby would always come up late at night when he thinks John was already asleep. Bobby made John feel alone.
And John hated being alone. He was kicked out of their house at a young age when his parents found out he was a mutant. He strolled along the streets of New York, alone and without anyone there with him. Bobby knew of his backstory, and he also knew that John hated being alone. Yet his former bestfriend ignored him, and chose to leave John by himself.
It wasn't until the attack at the mansion John and Bobby talked again, the look of pure worry and concern on his besfriend's face when he asked John on where his girlfriend was. John just hoped that even just for a little, Bobby would also be a bit concern about him.
It was then that John realized that he was falling in love with his bestfriend. He felt afraid of his feelings, knowing that he fell for the person who he knew would never return his feelings. But he was even more terrified of Bobby's reaction to his feelings. He decided to keep it to himself, ignore it until his feelings fade away. But it didn't, the more that he looked at Bobby and Marie's direction, the aching feeling of jealousy would bubble up inside him, eating him away.
Until he couldn't stand it anymore.
He left the jet. He made a promise to himself that he would lock away the feelings forever. But it wasn't as easy as he thought it was. The day on the attack at Alcatraz, a feeling of dread washed over him, knowing that his former bestfriend would be there. And if fates didn't hate him enough, it also decided to send Bobby his way.
He tried to step back, but he wasn't a coward. The feelings that were stored inside him were unleashed, just like the fire that tickled his palm and fingertips. Their elements met in the middle with hissing noise. John hid his locked away feelings with anger. The fact that his bestfriend would always hate and despise him fired up this anger. The flame then started overpowering the ice mutant as it grew with raging hunger.
But the anger wasn't enough.
He stood in front of Iceman, the other mutant kneeling in front of him as he tried to stop himself from getting burned. John felt a bubble of pride as he felt the other mutant cowering below him. Just as he felt pair of frozen hands hold his wrist, the hands freezing his wrists down to his palm. His freezing hold made John terrified. The ice mutant stood up in front of him, his whole body frozen, made of ice, just like the death stare he was giving John. The fire mutant held the stare, only his were more afraid instead of hatred. He was about to return an equally terrifying death stare when the ice mutant's head came crashing down to his, slamming his forehead to John's, knocking down the fire mutant. Though not until he heard what ice mutant said,
You never should have left.
The words haunted John until now. What could that mean? John would ask himself. Does that mean Bobby didn't want him to leave? He couldn't see any other meaning in Bobby's words. But if there was, he doubted that it would be a good thing.
John sighed to himself, the thoughts of Bobby was only hurting him more. He already made a promise to himself that he would change. A new life was awaiting him, a second chance to make things right in his life. Jeremy had told him that if he made things right, his life would be peaceful and amazing. John wanted that kind of life. He wanted to start again and correct his mistakes.
The only thing is, he just doesn't know where to begin.
A/N: Hey! This is a story I'm working on for now and it'll be set after X-Men: The Last Stand. I will introduce several new characters, some of them from the comic books, and one of them is my own. It will be slash! BobbyxJohn!
Oh! And please, I've already re-read this thing for over a hundred times and if there are still spelling mistakes please do tell me. Also, you can tell me if there are grammar mistakes too, English is not my first language.
And, if there are other things I need to work on, you guys can tell me. I'm still a beginner writer here.
Thanks!
