avatar: Hey, all you people. This is the penultimate chapter (second to last, for the rest of you), so Chapter 12 will end the fic. I'm visiting family this vacation, so unless I can finish Chapter 12 by the night of the 26th, you'll have to wait until perhaps the 7th of January for it. So cheer me on! Mystique, do the disclaimer.

Mystique: (kicks avatar in the nuts) avatarjk137 does not own X-Men Evolution. He owns this story, as well as Bio and Spectrum. Yellowfur owns Hunter. (Grins evilly) I kick some major ass this chapter. That's what Gambit gets for joining Xavier.

avatar: must...stop...writing...how...William...Shatner...talks! Yay for free vasectomies! (Mystique holds out an open hand) Crap. (pays Mystique 1,000 Simoleans)

Chapter 11

Breakthrough

"Get off me! Urgh! Bad kitty!" Blob threw Hunter down the stairway, and slid down on his butt after the jaguar. Hunter had barely any time to get up before Blob smashed feet-first into him, pinning him into a wall. "You probably can't even breath pinned up like that, can you, creampuff?" Blob asked. Hunter transformed into a mouse, hopped clear, and turned into a gorilla. He punched Fred hard in the face and chest a few times, transformed into a polar bear, and slashed the fat mutant's cheek, drawing some blood and leaving claw marks. Blob roared and punched him away. "Give it up, furry!"

"You think you're so strong?" Hunter asked, before transforming back into a lion and clawing at Blob again. He almost pushed Blob down the next flight of stairs, but then Blob just stopped giving ground.

"It's no good, creampuff. I'm IMMOVABLE!" He backhanded Hunter, knocking him all the way back to the top of the first flight of stairs.

Hunter became human again. "Immovable, huh? Let's put your powers to the test!" He became a rhinoceros, snorted, and charged down the stairs, building up large amounts of momentum as he barreled down toward Fred. He slammed his horn deep into Blob's gut, and kept pushing. Blob coughed up blood as his boots slowly slid back to the edge of the lower stairway. Painfully slowly, the heels of the boots began to slide off. Suddenly, Blob screamed, and hefted the young mutant's large rhino form onto his meaty shoulders.

"If I get moved down these stairs," he moaned, "yer going down them a lot harder! BLOB STYLE SUPLEX!" He dropped Hunter behind him, and fell back. The effect of this 'attack' was that Blob's extremely large and heavy form sledded down the stairs, and Hunter was the toboggan. They cracked the stairs on the way down, and kept going at the bottom, until finally crashing to a halt in a shelf full of firewood. Blob crawled out of the pile of firewood and shelf. "That was stupid and painful, but I'm pretty sure I won."

Hunter burst out of the lumber as a grizzly bear, and became human again. He was battered and bruised, and a stick was jammed into his arm. "You think you won, chubby?" He roared. Blob just looked at him like a deer in headlights. "Well, you're right. I give." With that, Hunter passed out on the hard basement floor.

"Well, this is the place." Wanda looked up at the large, apparently abandoned house looming in front of her. She knew she had found the right place from the yells and snarls coming from inside, as well as the smell of smoke that told her, 'Pyro is in there, using his powers. Tread with care.' "Should I walk right in?" She asked, apparently to nobody.

A voice crackled to life in a small radio receiver in her ear. "Not yet," Storm's voice responded. "I'm having trouble getting a signal in there. The only headset I've successfully contacted so far is Kurt's, and he's not responding. Wait outside, and then unless I tell you otherwise in 3 minutes, go inside, ready to use your powers."

"Fair enough."

"Give me my crazy back!" Pyro sent a gout of flame toward Bio, but Spectrum jumped into the fire's path, taking the blow without much visible damage.

"Bio. I'll block Pyro's flames, because they won't hurt me much with Tin Man's powers. You go rattle his armor."

"Righto." Bio, using all of his vines, reached into the pile of rubble, pulled out Colossus just as he began to get up on his own, threw him across the room, grabbed him again when he landed, and whipped him thru the floor. Pyro kept launching blasts of fire, but Spectrum blocked every one of them with his own body. Pyro launched two blasts, one to each side of Spectrum, and made them curve toward Bio. Spectrum teleported in the way of one of the other blasts, and gestured toward Pyro, sending the other flare back at its master, Pyro wildly gestured, and the blast circled around him, and blasted the floor below Spectrum, who teleported again before it collapsed.

Pyro stopped launching fire. "You've already forgotten, mate?"

"Forgotten?" Spectrum frowned. "Forgotten what?" Pyro pointed up, and Spectrum stared at the massive sword made of fire that the former Acolyte had conjured earlier in the fight. "I thought that faded away when you stopped pouring fire into it from your flamethrowers."

"I'm still pouring fire into it! Just not from my backpack." Pyro waved his arms. The various fires around the room were slowly being absorbed into the sword, which was now about 15 feet long. The sword slowly swung in the air until the tip pointed at Bio, who was busying himself with toying with Colossus.

"SHIT!" Spectrum screamed. "I can't stop a flame that big! Bio, watch out!"

Bio looked up to see the sword start to drop toward him. "What the crap?!" He jumped away, but the sword exploded on impact, lighting him on fire and punching the biggest hole yet in the floor.

Spectum caught Bio, and looked at Pyro. "You are going down, asshole." Colossus took that opportunity to climb back up to the first floor of the house, but at that moment, the entire floor collapsed, dropping them down to the basement.

"Well, Mystique, do you really think you can beat me?" Gambit held out his staff, keeping the dangerous red-haired mutant away from him as he backed her into the disused kitchen.

"Let me think. You're injured, I'm really not, you're out of playing cards, I hold three separate black belts, and I could probably beat you without two of those circumstances. I don't think I can kill you now." She grabbed a broom, and used it to knock his staff away from her body, allowing her to kick him in the gut. He staggered back, into a cabinet of fine china, which he managed not to knock over. "I know I can." She lunged forward with the broom. Gambit charged his staff as he blocked with it, allowing him to snap through her broom easily on the counterstrike. He followed up with a feint that looked high, but swept her feet out from under her.

"Is that a fact, cheri?" He asked, holding his charged staff at her throat. She kicked his shin, and jumped from her position on her back onto the counter, where she stomped his forehead.

"You know your stupid-ass mind games won't work on me like they do with my step-daughter." She jumped off the counter and kicked at him again, but he weaved out of the way and caught her in the back with his charged staff. The concussive blast knocked her across the room. Gambit wiped his blood off his face and held his staff out.

"If I did the world a favor and killed you, Mystique, just give a shout."

"Gambit? Did you beat Mystique?" Blob appeared behind him, looking dirty and bruised. Gambit swung his staff around, and pointed it at Blob.

"Stay back. I have no way of telling if you're really Fred."

"WATCH OUT!" Blob pointed behind Gambit. He swung his staff around again, but didn't see Mystique. This was partially due to the lack of a Mystique to see, and partially due to the fat meaty hand around his neck, slowly changing back to a strong, feminine, blue one. "After all of that," Mystique laughed, "You fell for the oldest trick in the book." She let go of Remy as he slipped into unconsciousness, then reached into the silverware drawer for a knife. The drawer was empty. It's a kitchen, for God's sake; she thought angrily, how hard can it be to find a decent murder weapon? She was about to search another drawer, but she stopped as the whole house shook and a loud roar echoed through the room. I should never have planned a fight with Pyro indoors. The whole house could collapse any minute. She looked at the unconscious Gambit. Hopefully nobody will find him before the place falls down, because I need to grab my things. She dashed out of the room.

"Huraughh!" Sabretooth lifted a coffee table and swung it at Wolverine. The smaller mutant rolled under the table, and came up to dig his claws into Sabretooth with a snarl. Wolverine then used the claws in Sabretooth's chest to flip his legs up and kick off Sabretooth's jaw, pulling himself free before his eternal opponent could grab him. Victor roared and threw the table at Wolverine like a discus. Logan jumped onto the table and rode it across the room, where he had noticed a fire extinguisher. Sabretooth jumped him, but Wolverine sprayed his face with the foam, and then slammed his nose with the canister. He took advantage of Victor's surprise and temporary blindness by slashing Sabretooth across the face, chest, stomach, and arms. He then slammed the canister into Sabretooth again. By pure luck, the way Sabretooth had charged forward caused him to be hit in the adam's apple, and Sabretooth fell to the ground, coughing. Wolverine kicked him in the face, and held his claws to Sabretooth's throat.

"Talk, Vic! What's Mystique planning, and why in the nine hells did she steal Pyro's craziness?!"

Sabretooth stopped coughing and looked at Wolverine with a grin. "I don't really know. She doesn't tell me that sort of shit. I think she plans to transfer it into a world leader capable of launching nukes, or something like that. She's hot when she's murderous." Wolverine shuddered involuntarily. "Anyway, she invited me to help. I was promised ten thousand dollars, and one or two chances at your head on a pike. I didn't even have to consider the offer." He tried to kick Wolverine off of him, but the brief struggle only resulted in him being pinned facedown. "Logan?"

"What is it?"

"The sky is falling."

"What the hell are you talking about?" He heard a rumbling, followed by crashes as chunks of concrete rained down around them. "I really don't need this." A larger chunk of concrete, this one sporting a Colossus, dropped on both of them, knocking all three of them out. If Logan, Remy, or Piotr had still been conscious, they would've heard Ororo's voice in their earpiece, saying to them to get out of there. "I hope you guys are hearing me," her voice echoed, "because in about a minute, unless I get a response, I'm telling Wanda to bring the whole house down."

End of Chapter

I figured the last chapter needs a cliffhanger into it. Next chap: Pyro is in deep trouble. How will this fic end?!