I could never kill Jean! Yet...or any of them!...yet x
Enjoy ma copains :P This is a much calmer chapter before my new storyline comes in, Enjoy the fluff :)
Chapter Twelve
John gripped his zippo like a life line, he hadn't had it in a while but now it felt like a teddy would feel to a scared little child.
The talk with the president hadn't gone well, Charles had him agree that mutants wouldn't have to be registered and reveal themselves but they'd all learnt something no one wanted to hear.
Stryker had belonged to a military group of 'Mutant haters', they had no connection to the president so he could not guarantee their safety. Charles had been uncharacteristically frantic, security had been bucked up Alot and a load of new students had joined.
Not only students, a few new staff had arrived too. Free time outside had been limited and John was getting increasingly frustrated on the constant secret talks the older X men seemed to be having, Kitty would attempt to phase through a wall but Charles would always catch her out.
John couldn't read their minds because Charles would pick up on the Psychic energy. Uggh, It was so frustrating.
"Stop with the damn clicking" Bobby mumbled from his place under his sheets. It was eleven o'clock and John still couldn't get any sleep, "Sorry...Bobby?" "Wha?" "Do you think Strykers unit will wipe us out?" John propped himself up with his elbow, peering at a groaning Bobby.
"No! With you, mum and me? We're Omega level Johnny" he snapped. John pursed his lips, "They can neutralise our powers now-" "Temporarily" "They can still kill us" "For gods sake!" Bobby propped himself up like John.
"You are so annoying! Just go to sleep before I smother you with the pillow you morbid little boy" he snapped. "...I'm not little" John smirked, Bobby threw a pencil that lay on the windowsill at his brothers head. John dodged it with a smile before standing up, "Want a drink?" "No, I want to go back to sleep."
John shrugged and walked barefoot from his bedroom, he walked out into the living room and into the kitchen. Scotts Visor was on the side, he frowned. Wasn't that meant to be by the danger room? Scott was losing his marbles.
John grabbed a glass from the sink and turned on the cold tap. "Johnny?" John squeaked and jumped in the air, Rogue smirked as she walked from her room. "Watcha doing?" she smiled, noticing she was still taller than him as she hugged him, he wasn't far off. Jean always got stroppy when her kids got taller than her, John wasn't far from that.
"Whats it look like Sherlock?" John waved the glass of water in her face, She smacked him on the arm before getting a bottle of water from the fridge.
"Have your nightmares come back?" she asked, leaning up the kitchen side next to him. "Sometimes, It's just now I'm worried about the MA unit" MA unit was The presidents name for Strykers unit, 'Mutant Abomination Unit' John thought it was pathetic.
"The schools safe darlin'...anyway, it's not like they'll see you if they invade the school, Your like a tiny little-" "Enough about the height, Most 16 year olds are this small" John snarled.
"Okay, If you say so, night little brother" she pecked his cheek before hurrying back to her room. John finished his water and stalked back to bed, muttering random ramblings about height and growth spurts.
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Rogue cracked open an eyelid, Jean was smiling at her in her Pyjamas by the door. "Come on darlin', You've got an hour" she turned on the light. Rogue groaned, she was so moving out. She rolled off her bed and grabbed her dressing gown, It was still dark out.
Glancing at her clock she snarled when she saw it was 6 o'clock, What was the point? They lived in the damn school, they couldn't be late.
Scott was making his shocky coffee that everyone so loved while Bobby was snoring with his head on the table. Toast and Jam was already out with a jug of Orange juice, God bless their mum. Rogue helped herself to a couple of pieces before pouring a glass herself.
She offered Bobby one but he mumbled something about having a headache. Jean emerged from Bobby and John's room with a slumping John in tow. He dramatically collapsed into the chair and rested his head in his hands.
"Mum..." he groaned, "Yeah honey" "I feel ill" "Is it because you've got Business and Finance today? Double period?" Jean shook her head.
"No, I feel genuinely ill" John moaned, Rogue poked his arm. He looked pale and his skin had a slight sheen to it, "He looks ill" she frowned.
Jean walked over, she directed her sons face up by tugging up his chin. She studied him...okay, he looked slightly off. She rifled through the cupboard before bringing out a thermometer.
"Ugh!" John spat it out when she put it in his mouth, Jean gave him 'The look' so he voluntarily put it back in, Scott chuckling in the background.
Jean pulled it out and stiffened slightly, "Its...very high, What do you feel like?" "Headache, Tired...chest hurts" John mumbled. Jean frowned, Bobby sat up. "I've got a headache, You better not have given it me, I've got exams" he snapped.
Jean sighed, "Back to bed sweetie" she led him down the hall. Bobby started whining about days off but she ignored him. Rogue finished her toast and juice and headed for the bathroom.
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John moaned, he felt like crap. Jean had been babying him all day (Honestly, You would think he was still in kindergarten) and she had made him countless small bowls of her (Tasty but overwhelming) Chicken soup.
Grumbling, John popped some pills in his mouth and downed them with a gulp of water. His body temperature would burn them off soon so there wasn't really any point.
He clicked his new invincible toes, they didn't feel any different except he seemed to be able to run slightly faster.
He snuggled into his duvet and started shivering, It felt like snow was drifting through his veins. One minute he was like a boiling lobster, the next he was like Bobby, a snowman. Jean walked in, setting a glass of water on the side.
She knelt down next to him and placed a cool hand on his forehead, "Your boiling" she snorted at the big hazel eyes that poked through a huge mountain of duvet. "I'm...freezing" he moaned. Jean sighed and ran a hand through her auburn short hair.
She started brushing back John's blonde spikes away from his face, "I love you baby" "Mum, I'm not a baby." Jean just chuckled and kissed his forehead. "Get some sleep sweetie" she quietly shut the door.
John rolled around, ignoring the the throbbing feeling in his poor little head. "The pain" he moaned, he swung his aching legs around the bed and opened a window, embracing the fresh air.
He sighed and breathed deeply, his chest hurting as he did so. Someone thudded into the apartment, Jean said something and someone else snapped something. John turned as his door was thrust open.
"You little bastard" Bobby snarled, flopping on his bed and groaning. "Huh?" he asked hoarsley.
"You gave me your damn cold, Now I'm gonna have to resit my English exam in my free time" Bobby snarled at John who collapsed on his bed.
Jean walked in with two steaming bowls of chicken soup. "Mum! It's like *Cough* my fourth *Cough* bowl" John whined, "Just eat it, let me take your temperature" she stuck a new thermometer in his ear and waited for the beep.
John whined and scowled, Jean smirking at his childishness. "God, It still high" she walked over to Bobby and reset it, sticking it in his ear. He thought about batting it away but Jean read his mind and gave him the 'Just try it' look.
"Okay sweetie, It's a little high, stay in bed for the rest of the day" She hurried from the room and re-emerged with a packet of paracetamol. She popped some out and handed them to her sons, "You don't think it's something to do with the lab or Adamantium do ya?" John swallowed.
"Maybe your having a reaction but It just seems like a normal cold" she kissed both her sons and shut the door behind her.
John looked over at Bobby who was glaring at him beneath the sheets. "Come on Bobby, You know you love me" he smiled innocently. Bobby smirked and closed his eyes, "Knew it" John mumbled.
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Storm smiled as the Professor wheeled himself into his office, Jean and Scott sat opposite herself and Logan on the meeting table, Charles took his usual place at the head of the table.
"You know why I've brought here" he said, clasping his hands together and leaning back. "We have Three scenarios to worry about, The MA unit, The governments growing hate on Mutants and this" he pulled out a remote and turned the flat screen TV on.
The screen flickered to life and the news came on, Julie Davies the news reporter looked gravely into the camera. "This warning was issued by Mutant terrorist group, 'The Brotherhood's' leader Magneto" The screen changed to were Magneto was sitting at a mahogany desk, his arms crossed.
His voice boomed to life, "Do you think we didn't take the murder of those young Mutant boys seriously? Did you think we'd forgive and forget? We haven't, We attack soon. This is war. Any mutants who wish to join are welcome, those who aren't" he leaned closer. "Stay out of our way" Charles turned the TV off.
"Magneto's planning attacks on various places in the USA, many have joined the brotherhood as many have joined the MA unit. I don't want the children involved, some staff are accompanying you. There will be many casualties...even deaths in this war, from now on, keep the children in doors" Charles sighed. His hopes for peaceful cooperation were being thwarted.
Jean nodded, "They'll find out, John's a telepath, he'll pick up on something...We'll stop this professor" she smiled. Charles smiled back before dismissing them, he squeezed his sons arm reassuringly before wheeling himself out of the room.
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Bobby thanked the heavens he had Logans fast healing, his illness was near enough gone. The downside was he couldn't get his much needed beauty sleep after napping all day, It was 1 o'clock, John was fidgeting in the bed next to him and he could hear Rogue trying to sneak out for Piotr's.
Bobby huffed angrily and threw back his sheets, he stormed over to a writhing John and shook him hard.
"John, Get up" he snarled, John whimpered, still asleep.
He hit out, his nightmare lucid.
'You know I'm coming don't ya?' Pyro sneered from his place opposite John. It was like looking in a mirror, except Pyro's eyes were black. 'Your gone' John stepped back, Pyro stepping forward. 'Nope, I'm coming back" John barely had time to run when Pyro lunged, he fell back on the floor. Pyro's arm crushed his throat, he sneered as John choked. "And this time I'll be stronger"
Bobby jumped back as John started choking, it was horrible. Bobby started panicking as he gasped and gagged, "Johnny?" he shook him. John just choked, bruises forming on his throat. Bobby ran from the room, bursting in his mum's.
"Mum! Help, It's John" he shouted at Jeans shocked face. She and Scott clambered from bed, running in John's room.
"Whats happening?" she stared at her choking son, his eyes tightly shut.
Pyro smiled grimly at John, "And I'm taking down your precious little family Johnny" he leaned in close to whisper. John tensed, Anger bubbling through him like a tornado had been let loose. "No...no your not" he gasped. Pyro's face twisted in pain, he crumpled and let go off John.
John stood up as best he could, his eyes a pure white light, Irises and all. Pyro shuddered and shook before fading out like a shadow. A huge wave of relief and happiness waved over John, Like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders...
Scott ran over, shaking him. "Johnny? Johnny" John's eyes snapped open, the pressure off his throat. He gasped, taking in sweet lung fulls of air.
Jean sat on the bed, shocked as her son clinged to her like he was a child. Bobby heard Rogue walk quietly in the apartment from her 'late date' with Piotr.
"John?" Jean pulled her son back, combing back his damp hair. "He's gone Mum" John relaxed back on the bed, "Gone? Who?" "Pyro, I...I think I killed him, I think I sent him away" John smiled. His empathy picking up on the relief and confusion his family radiated like sunlight.
He knew he was gonna be okay, his family were going to be okay. Everything was going to be fine, he was prepared for Anything.
The end.
:'( It's sad to see a story end x Sequel? Also read my other story, It's just as good (If not better) than this one x Hope you enjoyed this story :D xx PLEASE REVIEW X