AN: Chapter 2! Up sooner than I expected, and according to wordpad its longer too, but not by too much. I hope you all enjoy it! I'm sorry I had to add a person to the group at the end of the chapter for my sanity.Thank you so much to my reviewers:

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Disclaimer: I don't know if I put one of these on chapter One, but I, sadly, own absolutly nothing other than my original characters and the saying "cock juggling thundercunt"

Whiskey colored eyes roamed the mansion's kitchen in silence. Aurora was sitting at the island in the middle of the room, a small bowl of plain vanilla soft-serve ice-cream on the counter in front of her. Thin fingers twirled the metal spoon around slowly as she took in her surroundings. It was around 3 am and he and her sister had been at the mansion for about three days. Already they felt at home despite the largeness and the fact that they shared their living space with hundreds of mutant children. Most of the kids stayed away from Aurora, but for some reason flocked to Sinnika. It didn't bother the fire starter in the least, she had no qualms with being alone. The only people she'd really come into contact with were the Wolverine, icebox, Storm and the illustrious Professor X. Aurora mostly only came out of her room at night when the children and most of the adults were in bed, when she did show herself during the day she received weary and questioning looks that she ignored. A few brave older students had approached her and talked to her for a few minutes about fickle things and inquired about her background. She had answered all their questions genuinely with a smile before they hurried off and she hadn't seen them since. A soft, contented sigh escaped her pale lips as her eyes roamed down to her bowl of ice-cream. After taking a few bites she got the feeling that someone was watching her. Gently she put the spoon down into the bowl and closely examined the smaller details of the room. The heat had seemed to kick up more than she was used to, and that was a lot considering her heightened core temperature due to her elemental mutation. When her eyes swept to the left she noticed the pantry door just outside the kitchen was slightly open, which it hadn't been before. Also, the quiet of the mansion had deepened, like silence left in the wake of a human being walking through a forest. All of the little sounds typical of a place of residence had ceased, and it made her body visibly stiffen. She'd learned as a child that it was smart to always know when someone was around, especially if you were a girl. Even more especially if you were a mutant. One could never be too careful in the world. After a second, something dawned on her. They had informed her the day after her arrival that there was only one other fire manipulator in the entire mansion. Thus, there was only one other person who could make a temperature change such as the one she was experiencing. A sly smile crept across her face as she resumed eating her ice-cream and relaxed. She tossed her hair behind her shoulder and put her spoon down again. They had warned her that he wasn't the most pleasant person to be around, a few claimed he was just as surly as Logan, sometimes worse. The thought made her giggle on the inside.

"Hello Pyro." She heard an almost inaudible snort.

"Took you fuckin long enough to realize I was here. I could've slit your throat and been gone before you even realized you were dead" She raised an eyebrow but otherwise ignored the comment. Rising, she went to the freezer and grabbed the huge tub of ice-cream. After refilling her bowl she turned and walked back to replace the tub. On her way she heard his light footsteps enter the kitchen. By the time she closed the door and turned back to her seat, he was already there, eating her food. A scowl crossed her features.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He looked up at her with an innocent smile.

"Finishing this off for you" After licking the spoon clean and putting it back into the bowl for another bite he smirked. "Wouldn't want you getting any fatter now would we?" Her eyes narrowed dangerously and the temperature of the mansion fluxuated.

"How sweet."

"Aren't you going to thank me?"

"Hmm...no not really."

"But I'm doing you a favor."

"Well, Mr. Allerdyce, you can take your favor and shove it up your ass." Her voice was dripping sarcastic sweetness and his eyes flared something evil when she said his last name.

"Its Pyro, bitch. You better watch what you say." She whistled lowly.

"Ooh, feisty. Did I strike a nerve?" She made a pitying facial expression before smiling wickedly and taking her bowl and spoon back. She hopped up onto the counter and sat Indian style. As she resumed eating her ice-cream Pyro watched her intently from her former chair. His socked feet were propped up on the table and the front too legs of the stool-chair were raised a bit off the floor. The two of them stared blankly at one another, the underlying tension coming from the both of them created a sweltering heat within the entire mansion. Each was ready to go off on the other, for no reason at all. She could sense his arrogance from across the room. It was rolling off of him so thick it could have been a smell. Or maybe that was his cologne. His eyes flickered slightly and she smiled triumphantly. She'd just won the unspoken eye-contact contest they were having. He scowled, not liking the smug look on her face.

"Shouldn't you be in bed, little girl?"

"Shouldn't you be with Magneto, terrorist?" Her voice was as smooth and soft as the ice-cream she was eating.

"Jealous, are we?" Her own eyes flashed the brilliant orange with the light.

"Not so much Allerdyce." She smirked against the rage she felt inside, ignoring how much hotter it had gotten.

"What the fuck did I tell you." she shrugged nonchalantly and dropped her bowl in the sink.

"Mm..I can't remember. I don't really store useless information in the back of my brain." Jumping down from the counter, she glared at him. "You're a punk." Her glare softened and she smiled as she sighed. "It's a pity, really. I'd hoped you'd be more interesting, Pyro." Her head tilted as she shrugged and walked out of the kitchen. Halfway down the hallway she found herself pinned to the wall by a not so happy looking Pyro. She stared silently up at him, her eyes met with his in the almost absolute darkness. His hands had her shoulders pinned tightly and his body was pressed roughly against hers. "What do you want, boy?" Her voice came out in a whisper against his lips and cheeks because of his close proximity. Slowly his head lowered until his mouth was right by her ear. She could hear her steady breathing as well as he could hear hers.

"Watch yourself, little girl. Its not wise to turn your back on strangers. Never can tell what they're going to do, ya know?" His words caressed her ear with the gentlest breeze of warm air, his own voice a whisper just the same as hers but sturdier and deeper. She struggled against him for a second, just to see his reaction. And when she did, she felt, rather than heard the growl rise from deep within his chest and rise up into his throat. A smirk flickered across her features before they returned to their stony resonance once again. He didn't notice as he continued to just stand with his body forcing hers tightly in place. they listened to one another's breathing, neither of them willing to say for their own reasons. She didn't want to break the peace and wake up the mansion, he was afraid that if she smarted off to him he'd hit her. He didn't much like hitting girls, but the presence this one exuded made him really want to hit her. He had an overpowering need to establish dominance over her, but for some reason couldn't bring himself to do it. 'Am I going soft?' He wondered silently to himself as he pulled his head back and glared directly into her eyes. He could almost sense that she was asking him to hit her, well, to try anyway.

"Being a super-hero X-men has softened you up Firefly. I used to watch on the news all the time about how you could kill an innocent sander-by with absolutely no provocation at all. Well guess what? I'm provoking you and you aren't doing shit." He roughly pressed his leg between hers, cutting off the feel of her venomous words against his conscience and at the same time putting her into a more vulnerable position. If there was one thing about confrontations he knew best, it was 'pull your opponent as far out of their comfort zone as possible.' She grunted unhappily but didn't seem very much phased. Inside though, she was roiling with anger. 'How dare he! This fucking jackass...' Her thoughts were cut short by him getting in her face.

"Alright little bitch. Listen up. You may think you're the shit, but you're not. You haven't done anything to me yet other than get on my fucking last nerve and the most we've been in each other's company is maybe ten minutes. That's a hard thing to do for most people, you know that? A lot of them take at least a half an hour. Don't you feel special? You've made a new record."

"OoOoOo...I feel sooo special Mr. Terrorist sir."

"I'm not a terrorist. I know they told you that." There was a few moments of silence in which she just stared up at him with something that could have been hatred.

"Yes. They did tell me. And frankly, I don't give a shit. I don't trust you. You're a traitor to both sides. Which makes you a loose cannon." There was something else lurking in the darkness of her voice but he couldn't tell what it was, and frankly right now he couldn't care less.

"You know what you little cunt? I don't fucking care what you think of me. I've got the people who're to me on my side, and that's all that matters. Stay the fuck away from me." She snorted and threw her head back.

"Stay away from YOU?!" Their voices were barely audible in the silence but to the both of them the noise was a roar. "You're the one who came to me. BOTH times, motherfucker. So, how about you stay away from me?" he opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out. She smirked and shoved her way out of his grip, delighted that she had bested the supposedly brilliant once-right-hand-man of Magneto and went to her room, walking on cloud nine. On her way she could have sworn she heard him mutter something degrading again but she ignored it. The flare in temperature didn't bother her in the least as she entered the room she had to herself and climbed happily into her bed.

The next day found Aurora and Sinnika sitting around on the pool deck, lounging in the sun and listening to a portable stereo while the kids of the mansion were all in classes. It was around noon and they'd been enjoying the peace and quiet for about an hour. Aurora had her eyes closed behind the sunglasses she was wearing and she was on the verge of falling asleep until she felt the sun disappear. A puzzled look crossed her face before she opened her eyes and placed her glasses on top of her head. When she looked up she saw Sinnika standing over her with her hands on her hips.

"What are you doing?" Aurora looked up at her sister questioningly but received only a "look" and a slowly tapping foot in response. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, wondering what the hell her sister's problem was. Suddenly the blonde huffed and stomped off over to the pool and jumped in, leaving Aurora completely clueless. She put her arms behind her head and watched her sister's powerful arms and legs propel her through the crystal clear blue water. Her contented sigh was lost on the wind as a few clouds floated on the breeze into the sunlight, creating a slight shade for a few moments. The sounds of hundreds of birds in the garden not far away were the most peaceful noises she'd ever heard. Her eyes fluttered closed and her breathing evened out giving the illusion that she was asleep. She heard Sinnika get out of the pool and walk to her lawn chair to grab her towel.

"Aurora..." The darker haired girl opened one eye and looked at her sister, having a slight feeling of what she wanted to ask, but said nothing. Another huff came from her sister. "Fucking tell me what happened last night." Aurora opened both eyes and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No! Tell me what happened."

"nothing happened. I went to sleep."

"Don't be a bitch A! Tell me! I know something happened before you went to bed. It was way too hot most of the night. I know the furnaces don't work that well. So spill." Aurora sighed.

"Sin. Its nothing big."

"Oh don't give me that shit. Your powers don't influence the environment unless you're feeling pretty angry." Sinnika gave her a look that Aurora knew would mean trouble if she didn't start talking.

"Fine."

"Yay!" Sinnika giggled and crossed her legs under the towel in anticipation.

"I met Pyro last night. He's a total douchebag. He did the normal male thing by trying to assert dominance." Sinnika groaned.
'I'm surprised the mansion didn't go up in flames. I hear he's got quite a temper."

"Yeah well I don't fucking care. He's not fucking better than me in any way so he can go to hell. If anything I own his ass. Little bitch can't even create fire. Which means he hasn't owned his mutation. It owns him." She smirked and looked at her sister who was rolling her eyes. "Don't give me that look again Frost." Sinnika snorted.

"I'll look at you however the fuck I want to."

"Bitch."

"Cunt."

"Slut'

"Skank."

"Tramp"

"Trollop."

"Skeeze"

"Asshole."

"Whore"

"Cock muncher."

"You munched the cock."

"Don't even lie bitch! You ate the cock."

"Nuh uh. You are the cock."

"I didn't fucking eat the cock!"

"Yeah you did bitch face."

"You're such a fucking cock juggling thundercunt."

"Fuck yo couch nigga!"

"What a sweet conversation for two girls to be having on such a bright day." Both girls' heads snapped towards the direction of the new voice in their obscene conversation.

"What can I say? We're just a couple of sophisticated ladies." Aurora smiled brightly at Logan before pulling her glasses back down to block the sunlight. Logan snorted and nodded at Sini, who in turn nodded back."So what are you doing out here Wolverine?" Logan was lost for a second in how streamlined their bodies were. His eyes roamed Aurora's chest down to her toned abs, noticing that she had the mutant symbol tattooed on each hip-bone before then following the straight line of her body to her legs. Her bright blue bikini matched her nails and barely left anything to the imagination. His eyes flickered to Sinnika for a second, only long enough to note the bright orange suit she was wearing under her towel.

"I've been ordered to tell you guys to get dressed."

"Why?" Sinnika looked confused. Did the dress code stay enforced at all times?

"Danger room, Session one for you guys."

"Hell yeah! Its about fucking time!" Aurora jumped up, snatched her towel around her body and hauled ass towards the mansion. Sinnika gave Logan a weird look before chasing after her sister.

"HEY BITCH WAIT FOR ME!" She only received a middle finger high in the air from Aurora as the dark haired girl continued to run, laughing the whole way. Logan just watched the two girl run off with a big smile on his face thinking to himself that that had to be the nicest view he'd seen in a while.

Sinnika opened the door that joined her room with her sisters. When she looked around she didn't see her twin, so she stepped inside and stood there for a second before yelling her sisters name at the top of her lungs.

"Ow! Bitch! What the fuck was that for?!" Aurora popped her head out of her bathroom door for a quick second before pulling it back in and putting her hair up in a bun with a few dark strands in front of her face hanging down. Sinnika smirked and walked to the doorway and propped herself up in the doorjamb.

"Hey lookie. We match!" Aurora snorted.

"Big surprise" Both girls were wearing identical black leather jumpsuits that bore no identification symbols and had the same hairstyle. Aurora took her rings off and placed them at the back of the sink before looking at her sister in the mirror. "Ready to go kick some mutant ass?" Sinnika giggled and nodded.

"Most defiantly."

Five minutes later the twins were down in the hallway infront of the danger room with the other X-men. Inferno saw a few people she recognized but most she didn't. Storm approached them all with a smile before introducing everyone.

"Alright, as you've all noticed, we've got two new girls training with us. Guys, this is Sinnika, alias, Frost." She motioned to the blonde twin and a few 'heys' and 'what's up's were thrown out. Then Storm motioned to Aurora. " And this, is her twin sister Aurora,"

"Just call me Inferno." She looked at Storm blankly before smiling. The older woman smiled back in understanding.

"Ok then, this is Inferno." Then she started to motion to the others. "Pete, or Colossus; Jubilation lee, Jubilee; Kitty, Shadowkat; Rogue; Bobby, Iceman; John, Pyro" Everyone ignored the snort when John's name was said, "You already know Logan, Wolverine; and of course I'm Ororo, alias Storm." The twins nodded politely at everyone in turn, except for Pyro of course. He received a curt nod from Sinnika and a glare from hell delivered by Aurora. Everyone noticed the spike in temperature but said nothing. It took Aurora a second to realize that everyone was pretty much paired off in the ways they were standing. Kitty was standing as close to bobby as she could be without being obvious, shooting looks at Jubilee every once in a while who was discreetly giving her the thumbs up while getting cozy near Collosus. Rogue and Logan were standing pretty close as well, but of course Pyro was off to the side far away from everyone but not quite far enough away to be considered "a loner". Storm was positioned at the head of the mass like the leader she was and the twins were in their own bubble. "Ok, lets go over quick procedures. We use our mutant names in the Danger Room for the most part because of anonymity in battle because of the humans and what-not...And umm...that's pretty much it, other than give it your all." She smiled brightly and turned to enter the room with everyone else following obediently.

I'm trying to keep the story from dragging along and being boring while putting in information i feel is important (but it probably isn't).
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