Hiya! So this is my first ever X Men fanfiction. And I'm finding out that I should of rewatched the movies before writing this, but I just felt like writing already.
So if this chapter is a little weird, im sorry.
But I'll watch the movies before the next one.
Listening to: White Rabbit
From: Suckerpunch soundtrack
Captive
Open, Click, Fwoosh, Shut
Open, Click, Fwoosh, Shut
Open, Click, Fwoosh, Shut
His thin fingers repeatedly worked on the Zippo lighter in his hands. This act always calmed him down. Magneto had built him some wrist lighters, that were cool and useful during a fight, but there was something about his Zippo that couldn't be replaced.
It had been a while since he left with Magneto and Mystique from Alkali Lake. He could just imagine what people back at the school must be thinking about him. Probably something along the lines of 'traitor, deserter, or something along those lines'
Not like he gave a shit.
A lot of things had changed from then. For starters, he was blonde. Yeah, blonde. His old self, the weak John part, would never have done it, but Pyro did. He didn't even know who John was anymore. Here he was just Pyro.
Open, Click, Fwoosh, Shut
They were staying at some sort of underground mansion. Well, the mansion was on top and there was a series of tunnels and rooms underground. It reminded him a lot of how the school was the layout at least. There wasn't a whole lot of mutants when he first got there, still feeling uncomfortable with slight guilt for leaving his school mates, but now the buildings was bustling with them.
Magneto was building an army, and that's all he knew.
The old geezer was always busy recruiting new mutants, and Mystique was never in sight, or in her regular appearance. He could never tell, if someone he was passing in the halls was her or not. She liked to play around with his head.
The first couple of weeks he had joined them, she would turn into one of his old classmates and say that they had come to rescue him. Now he didn't trust anyone.
Open, Click, Fwoosh, Shut
He was lying on the bed to his room. The walls were a dark red and the bed comforter an ash color. He liked it.
There was a knock on the door, which he didn't even bother acknowledging. Whoever it was could come in if they wanted to. He'd just barbeque their asses.
The door opened and revealed the female that he was thinking about not two minutes ago. Her blue body slithering into the room, a smirk that made him uneasy to say the least.
"What do you want?" The malice and venom in his voice was intended, but it didn't affect the woman in the least.
Her yellow eyes sparkling. "Come with me."
He thumbed the lighter in his hand, glaring a little at the other.
"Why?"
She turned around and walked out of the room, leaving the door open.
"Magneto has a surprise for you."
He saw her walk around the corner in the hallway and decided to follow her. Catching up quickly to the older mutant, he pocketed his lighter and frowned. He still didn't trust her, and wouldn't until they were with Magneto. She was a talented liar, by the way.
They passed a few mutants on their way, all bowing their heads at them, or more Mystique than him. Reaching an elevator, his eyebrows furrowed. He hated elevators. When more like the trapped feeling of them, and the plummeting of his stomache when it moved. Why couldn't they just take the stairs? He didn't want to say anything cause he knew it's be his balls, but the other mutant looked like she was gaining a few pounds. The stairs wouldn't hurt.
They got into the metal deathtrap and watched as the blue mutant pushed the B3 button.
'B3? The holding cells?'
He thought as the elevator went down. He grabbed the side bar and squeezed.
'Fuck elevators.'
They finally stopped and he was the first one out when the doors to the elevator opened. Mystique smirked, she knew he hated riding on those things that's why she took him on the elevator every chance she could.
She lead the way, coming to a long white corridor with four cells lining the walls and one at the end. By the looks of it, they were heading to the last one. They stopped so that she could put in the password, since he wasn't allowed to know it yet. The door slide opened and the first thing he saw was the back of Magneto.
At hearing the door open, he turned and smiled at them both. Pyro saw that their was a chair in the room, but the old man moved before he could see who it was. Magneto walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He tried not to shrug it off. He never did like physical contact.
"Why did you call me down here?"
It wanted to get whatever was going on over and done with. Magneto smiled at him, laughing at his foul temper.
"We found a rat, Pyro."
The old man moved so that the chair from before was revealed, and Pyro felt his breath get stuck in his throat.
There tied to the chair, was an unconscious Bobby. No, they weren't friends anymore. Iceman was tied to the chair. His head slumped forward, bangs covering his face.
That's all for now, cause im having trouble writing this. I haven't seen
The X men movies in forever.
I recently, like 3 days ago, got into the whole John/Bobby Pyro/Iceman pairing and I LOVE IT!
I think its sexy. Well I think Pyro is sexy.
:P
I'm going to see if I can rewatch the movies so I get get a better picture of their characters.
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