The Fire Inside

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By Lia

Summary: John returns to the mansion after being captured under the wing of Magneto. As he expects, he is unwelcome there. If he can gain their trust, it'll be his luck. But the odds seem pressed against him…no one understands. Will it change…

A/N: I decided for this to be a Ryro fic. I think these types of fics are very interesting to read, and the combination fits quite well.

A/N 2: I spent all of last night doing a plan and thinking about this story. I have figured that with a plan you can type better and faster, avoiding writer's block. I hope this fic turns out well and that I will get a lot of reviews. I also hope that this story will be of my best efficiency. Also, this is my first X-Men fic ever, including X-Men Evo, so don't blame me if it isn't that good, kay? :-P Good! Anyway…enough of the chit-chat…I've got a story to write!

Disclaimer: Ok this applies for the whole story. I do not own anyone in this story apart from two of my new mutants (that will appear later in the fic). Okay? Good…

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"Why am I here…"

John looked out the window. He could see the water rushing in. He instantly guessed that the dam had collapsed. He could have sworn, though, that he had seen that girl ("What was her name again? Something like Jean…") get knocked over bye the large amount of water. If she did, that would have been a great sacrifice…very heroic, he thought. He wondered how Scott would have felt.

He couldn't see Magneto; he was in a different section of the large and noisy craft. Mystique was in there, keeping him company. That left the young Pyro all alone. He looked at his lighter that he had been fiddling with for the last…well, for the whole day.

Al little more flame couldn't hurt…John decided to be more creative. He took the fire into his palm, and started twisting it around like ribbon, as if it were controlled by telekinetic powers. Although it looked crazy, it was a bit of fun, considering how bored John had been, simply sitting around all day with nothing to do. Pyro wasn't used to being extremely bored, even though he had only been in the air for 10 minutes.

Suddenly a thought hit him. What would the others think? He was of the Brotherhood, and now he was part of Magneto's crew? The Professor had told him all about Magneto and what he had tried to do quite a while ago. However, if Magneto had tried to save the world from the wiping out of mutants, the sacrifice would have been worth it. Well, depending on what the sacrifice was. In this case, it was a young mutant girl, who had been through a lot of hard emotions and rough times in her life. John had second thoughts. It just wasn't right to sacrifice an innocent, young person. He could almost imagine how scary it would have been.

John stood up and stretched. He had been sitting down for an hour. Doing nothing. He wondered what Mystique and Magneto were doing. He sat back down and once again started flicking his lighter.

"Don't do that," Magneto's sudden voice made him jump. "It's quite irritating."

John nodded his head. "So, where are we going?" he asked casually.

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough."

John rested his chin on his hands. "This is boring…" he muttered quietly to himself. Unfortunately Magneto heard him.

"Yes, it is quite boring," he said. "And that's quite an unfortunate thing, because we still have another hour to go."

John grumbled silently. "Yes, it's quite unfortunate, is it?"

"Well, no. I was only fooling. We'll be there in about 15 minutes." He smiled the slightest smile and walked back, to wherever he was.

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Pyro wanted to escape. He didn't want to stay here with Magneto, and he knew that the old man wouldn't let him leave. So, he began thinking up a foolish escape plan in his head. Maybe he could jump out? And what, break his bones? He shook his head. Then, he had an idea.

"Magneto," he hesitated when Magneto came back into the room. "How deep do you think the snow is?" He knew that Magneto probably wouldn't answer him, as this was quite a stupid question. But, to John's surprise, he did,

"I would say about 2 feet. Why did you ask?"

Pyro could feel that Magneto didn't trust him. He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Oh, I was just gazing out of this window, and I was just thinking about the snow."

Magneto looked closer at John, and then walked back off into the place he was before.

John also felt that Magneto was lying when he told him how deep the snow was. Pyro looked around. No one was looking. He opened the window slightly and took out his lighter. He took the flame in his palm, and shot it out of the window, into snow. It instantly melted away like silk. The water didn't look too deep, but John knew it was freezing cold. There was an emergency life jacket in the corner. He grabbed this and put it on.

"Okay, here goes," he said to himself. "If I die, drown or freeze to death, at least I won't be betraying the Brotherhood anymore." He shot some more flame into the water (just to make it warmer) and opened the window fully. He took a death breath and dived into the water below.

Magneto was watching the whole thing. "How clever of him, to come up with that…"

Mystique opened her mouth to say something, but Magneto cut her off.

"Just leave him there."

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"Well, it's not like ice, but it's still quite cold." John told himself as we dragged his feet out of his very own lake. He sat down and lit a fire with his lighter, which (amazingly) was still working.

"Man, fuck this, it's bloody freezing cold!" John grabbed a pile of sticks and put his flame to work. It was like a bonfire. Magneto would definitely see him here, if he hadn't already. Pyro kicked the leftover sticks. It was going so well!

He gathered up his flame and ran off into the woods. He lit a stick to use as a torch. "Now, where the fuck is this stupid mansion?" (A/N: Oooh John's angry! O__o)

But, after all, he was a mutant, and all he had to do was to trust his instincts.

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A/N: Ooh Johnny-boy's mad! We better give him some space! =P Lol, hope you liked the first chapter of my first X-men fic! J Thanks for reading, and now you can review…aw, come on, please! *smiles sweetly* Ah, damn that sweet smilin' shit don't work anymore, eh? Heh, anyway, stay tuned for chapter two: "Unwelcome, Non Understanding". Bye!

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