Chapter 1
The battle raged around her. Mutants of the Brotherhood and soldiers carrying the cure disintegrated before her eyes. It was complete chaos. Everyone was running from Phoenix. Evangeline 'Evan' Krause ran towards the Golden Gate Bridge, dodging the bits of debris that had fallen as Alcatraz was destroyed. She looked over her shoulder to see if she was being pursued by a soldier with the cure, but there was no one. Not seeing what lay in front of her, she tripped and hit the ground with such force that the breath was knocked out of her. She looked at what she tripped over and saw that it was an unconscious mutant. His hands were covered in ice and there was large bruise and a gash over his right eye. This was also covered in a layer of ice. Evan knew immediately that the damage done to the mutant was done by Bobby Drake, another one of the X-Men and her classmate. The mutant who fell victim to Bobby's power was none other than John Allerdyce, or Pyro as he preferred to be called. At one time, he was a good friend of Evan's.
"God, John, what did you get yourself into?" Evan asked his unconscious form. She grabbed his arms and started pulling him towards the bridge. She was having trouble and was being slowed down. Everybody passed her, not giving her a second glance. Evan stopped to get her breath back and leaned against a dented car.
"I need to get out of here fast," she said to herself. Evan looked around trying to find something that will help her go faster. It was then that she realized she was leaning on a car. She put her hand on the car and watched it glow bright red as it heated up and removed the dents and scrapes in the car. It then cooled down to the normal black color that it was. She pulled Pyro over to the passenger side and managed to put him in the front seat. She ran to the driver's side and hopped in. the only problem was that she had no keys.
"Shit!" she screamed. Evan started digging through the back seat, the glove compartment, and the boxes under the seats trying to find something metal. Finally she found a small pocketknife in the box under her seat. She held it in her and watched as it melted. Evan dropped her hand and the metal floated for a minute before it started to pour itself into the ignition. It then cooled and made a perfect replica of the key. She turned it in the ignition, put it in drive and hit the gas. Soon, she was off leaving the remains of Alcatraz, the Golden Gate Bridge, and her fellow X-Men behind her.