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Fireshower.
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Part 3:- Face to Face.
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The rain still fell. It had been raining for nearly ten hours now and still showed no signs of stopping. It beat softly on the roof, making a tune. If Fireshower had been any other person, she would probably have found it restful.
But she wasn't any other person, she was Fireshower, so she didn't find it restful. She opened the fridge and let out a growl of anger. There was nothing to eat. Which meant she would have to steal something which would waste time, time that she needed to spend doing something else. Fireshower slammed the fridge door shut and stalked out of the room and up the stairs.
The broken window loomed ahead of her, rain falling through it onto the floor in front of her. She moved forward, the breeze lightly ruffling her hair. She took a final step and peered out the window, a pleased smile on her face. It faded to be replaced by a frown, followed by a yell of anger.
Toad's body had gone.
~~~
The two scientists were bent over a table, a metal object their focus.
"This is amazing!" The first one said. The younger and fatter of the two seemed less interested or amazed.
"It's just an improved jet pack, that due to some designer and his flight of fancy looks like a pair of wings." he said. The first scientist waved his arms about in his excitement, his gaze pitting.
"You don't understand. This is faster, lighter and more controllable than a simple jet pack. Not only that, but it has new stealth technology that enables the wearer to become invisible for up to ten minutes!"
"That's so interesting boys. Thanks for sharing." A voice said, coming out of the showers towards them. It was a voice that sounded as if two people were talking at the same time. A teenage girl walked into the her hips swinging suggestively. She gave a the two men a smile, that was full of promise.
"You're friends sent me over for a surprise." she said, moving closer to the older of the two. She placed her hands on her chest, right under her breasts. The man pulled at his collar, suddenly feeling very hot.
The girl moved closer and placed her hands on the man's chest, the seductive smile still on her face. The man smiled back at her.
Suddenly his face froze, his mouth dropping open in surprise. The man began to shake, a scream being torn from his mouth. The younger man backed away in fear as his friend dropped to the ground, blue electrify still shooting all over him. The girl looked up, her eyes fixed on the younger man, her smile still in place.
In that moment, he knew he was going to die. He accepted the fact with a dignity that surprised him. So he was going to die by some mutant, yet he couldn't bring himself to care. He knew there was nothing he could do. All this passed though his mind faster than it took to blink. As if from a great distance he saw the bolt of lightning fly towards him.
He didn't even feel it hitting him.
Fireshower looked at the result of her work and let the seductive smile drop from her face. She moved with military precision, destroying all records of the wings before taking them. She placed them on her back and threw her head back, letting a high pitched laugh escape as she did so.
The next stage was complete. Now to take out the next member of the Brotherhood. And when the Brotherhood were all dead, The X-Men would be next... starting with a certain St. John Allardyce.
~~~
Becky walked along the pavement, her hands clutched tightly around her brown paper bag, her eyes looking this way and that. She kept hearing noises behind her but when ever she turned to check she was met by empty space. She shivered and sped up, glad that her home was only a minute or two away.
But then she had read in the papers only the other day about a 22 year old man who had been knifed to death a few feet away from his own house. You just weren't safe anymore. Becky heard a twig snap behind her.
She broke into a run, her long coat flapping against her bare legs. She turned onto her street, still at a run. She was nearly there, she was nearly safe.
At that moment, a female face suddenly appeared right in her line of vision. She felt strong arms grip her shoulder and then - she was flying, air blowing past her hair. There was a sharp sound and then, the next moment she wasn't in her own street anymore, she was in some kind of park.
She saw a hand moving towards her very rapidly, then she knew no more.
Fireshower stepped back and surveyed her handiwork with a proud look. It had been the coat that had first attracted her attention. When she noticed the packet of cigarets inside the brown bag the young woman had been carrying her mind had been made up.
The woman now lay face down in the dirt. Fireshower bent down and felt her her neck - she was still alive. For a second Fireshower debated with herself over if she should kill the woman or not.
After a brief second she shrugged her shoulders and began to strip the woman of the long black leather coat she was wearing. Why bother killing her? Anyway, Fireshower would have to hurry if she wanted to get to her next appointment in time. Fireshower pulled off her metal wings.
The mutant slipped into the coat, it fit her perfectly. She let her blond hair spill over the collar, while she put her wings back on. Then she picked up the packet of cigarets. All this was done in a single unstopping monition. She turned away from the still body and pulled out a single cigaret.
It took her a moment to realize she had nothing to light it with. Fireshower shrugged her shoulders and pointed a finger at one of the trees surrounding her. A bolt of lightning came from the sky and stuck the tree. A fire leapt up on the tree from the place where it had been stuck.
Fireshower moved forward, her new leather jacket flapping slightly. She bend down and lit the cigaret, using the fire, one end of it still in her mouth.
She gave a contented sigh and took a deep breath of smoke. Instantly she began couching as her lungs rejected the smoke, tar and nicotine.
"Stupid! Stupid!" she yelled at herself. This new body had never smoked, unlike her old body. She had been a fool to expect it to simply accept the smoke. She carried on couching, at each inward breath she seemed to take in more and more of the smoke. After a minute or two she dropped down to her knees and threw up.
She gently climbed to her feet and began to brush herself down, shooting the odd hateful look at the still form of Becky as she did so. In her mind, Becky was reasonable for the last few minutes.
If she only had more time she would teach the filthy little Homo sapiens a lesson. As it was she was already nearly out of time. She would have to get there in the next minute or she would be too late.
"Let the games begin." she said, again in that curious double tone of hers, before activating her wings and shooting upwards into the air.
~~~
Gambit looked at his cards, then back at the man sitting opposite him. The other was looking very hot and bother as he stared at his cards. Gambit smiled and picked up a card. His smile became more board.
"Gambit." A voice snarled. A bolt of lightning flew past his face, hitting the table. The man he was playing gave a whimper of fear before running.
"Who is asking for Remy?" Gambit asked.
"I am." Fireshower said, appearing out of the shadows. She locked her fingers together and stared at the Cajun, a teasing look on her face. "Remy wanna play?" she challenged him.
~~~
The X-Men's jet flew over the clouds in an effort to mask it's presence. The powerful engines easily pushed the jet towards it's destination. Inside were Storm, Logan, Rogue, Bobby, John and Xavier. The fact that Xavier was actually there in person made everyone feel as if this mission was going to be more difficult that ever.
No-one spoke to John, as no-one knew what to say. He was sitting completely still, his eyes locked on the seat that Spark had used on the last mission.
~~~
The X-Men all walked down the ramp, towards the bar where Xavier had said a new mutant had been sensed. The older man had been reluctant to let John come on this mission, claiming that he needed a brake but John had insisted, even begged to be allowed to go.
Anything to keep his mind busy.
As Storm neared the bar, part of the window exploded, a body flying out. The man scrambled to his feet as Storm let out a small gasp. It was Gambit.
"You no wanna let Pyro in there." he warned Storm. "Trust Remy, he will no like what he see." It was too late though, John had already seen Gambit and was pushing his way towards him, an angry look on his face.
From a distance, Professor Xavier watched.
Fireshower stepped out of the broken window and moved towards Gambit, blocking the exploding card he sent towards her. She jumped up-wards, letting her wings propel her into the air.
"Spark..." John whispered, the color draining from his face as he looked at her. Fireshower stared down at the boy below her, who was looking at her with such shock and surprise on his face. Such a young boy, it was hardly believable that he could be such a threat. She let her lip curl upwards.
"Soon." she promised him, before teleoporting in mid-air.
John remained frozen in place, his eyes glued to the space where Spark had been moments before - or what ever it was in Spark's form. He felt, rather than saw, Rogue move to stand next to him. Her gloved touch was all that John needed to form a plan of action. He turned to face her, brushing a stand of her hair away from her face.
"You really are so beautiful." he whispered, his eyes lingering on her face. He leaned forward and placed a slow, soft kiss on her lips. As always he felt the weird sensation that meant Rogue was draining him of some of his powers. As always he didn't care.
Suddenly the sensation stopped as Rogue pulled back, a wide eyed expression on her face. He knew she had just realized what he was about to do.
"No..." she pleaded, shaking her head. John smiled, a peaceful smile. It was as if he was floating high above all of this.
"I have to. I have to talk to the only people who know what's going on." He said. He cupped his hand around her face.
"I will come back, I promise." he assured her. Rogue nodded, her eyes watery. John half saw, half sensed Professor Xavier, turn towards him, his mind reaching out, his mouth moving, warning Bobby of the danger, Bobby being the person closest to the couple. Even as John closed his eyes in blissful surrender, he knew that neither the Professor or Bobby would be able to stop him in time.
John took a deep mental breath and dived into his mind, hurtling for the locked away part of his brain. As Bobby came running up, John went limp, his body sagging into Rogue's waiting arms.
TBC...
There you have it, next part coming soon!
Leave a review, you know you want to. *flashes her best smile at the reader*
~Sethoz
Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last part!
Please read then review!
Fireshower.
~~~
Part 3:- Face to Face.
~~~
The rain still fell. It had been raining for nearly ten hours now and still showed no signs of stopping. It beat softly on the roof, making a tune. If Fireshower had been any other person, she would probably have found it restful.
But she wasn't any other person, she was Fireshower, so she didn't find it restful. She opened the fridge and let out a growl of anger. There was nothing to eat. Which meant she would have to steal something which would waste time, time that she needed to spend doing something else. Fireshower slammed the fridge door shut and stalked out of the room and up the stairs.
The broken window loomed ahead of her, rain falling through it onto the floor in front of her. She moved forward, the breeze lightly ruffling her hair. She took a final step and peered out the window, a pleased smile on her face. It faded to be replaced by a frown, followed by a yell of anger.
Toad's body had gone.
~~~
The two scientists were bent over a table, a metal object their focus.
"This is amazing!" The first one said. The younger and fatter of the two seemed less interested or amazed.
"It's just an improved jet pack, that due to some designer and his flight of fancy looks like a pair of wings." he said. The first scientist waved his arms about in his excitement, his gaze pitting.
"You don't understand. This is faster, lighter and more controllable than a simple jet pack. Not only that, but it has new stealth technology that enables the wearer to become invisible for up to ten minutes!"
"That's so interesting boys. Thanks for sharing." A voice said, coming out of the showers towards them. It was a voice that sounded as if two people were talking at the same time. A teenage girl walked into the her hips swinging suggestively. She gave a the two men a smile, that was full of promise.
"You're friends sent me over for a surprise." she said, moving closer to the older of the two. She placed her hands on her chest, right under her breasts. The man pulled at his collar, suddenly feeling very hot.
The girl moved closer and placed her hands on the man's chest, the seductive smile still on her face. The man smiled back at her.
Suddenly his face froze, his mouth dropping open in surprise. The man began to shake, a scream being torn from his mouth. The younger man backed away in fear as his friend dropped to the ground, blue electrify still shooting all over him. The girl looked up, her eyes fixed on the younger man, her smile still in place.
In that moment, he knew he was going to die. He accepted the fact with a dignity that surprised him. So he was going to die by some mutant, yet he couldn't bring himself to care. He knew there was nothing he could do. All this passed though his mind faster than it took to blink. As if from a great distance he saw the bolt of lightning fly towards him.
He didn't even feel it hitting him.
Fireshower looked at the result of her work and let the seductive smile drop from her face. She moved with military precision, destroying all records of the wings before taking them. She placed them on her back and threw her head back, letting a high pitched laugh escape as she did so.
The next stage was complete. Now to take out the next member of the Brotherhood. And when the Brotherhood were all dead, The X-Men would be next... starting with a certain St. John Allardyce.
~~~
Becky walked along the pavement, her hands clutched tightly around her brown paper bag, her eyes looking this way and that. She kept hearing noises behind her but when ever she turned to check she was met by empty space. She shivered and sped up, glad that her home was only a minute or two away.
But then she had read in the papers only the other day about a 22 year old man who had been knifed to death a few feet away from his own house. You just weren't safe anymore. Becky heard a twig snap behind her.
She broke into a run, her long coat flapping against her bare legs. She turned onto her street, still at a run. She was nearly there, she was nearly safe.
At that moment, a female face suddenly appeared right in her line of vision. She felt strong arms grip her shoulder and then - she was flying, air blowing past her hair. There was a sharp sound and then, the next moment she wasn't in her own street anymore, she was in some kind of park.
She saw a hand moving towards her very rapidly, then she knew no more.
Fireshower stepped back and surveyed her handiwork with a proud look. It had been the coat that had first attracted her attention. When she noticed the packet of cigarets inside the brown bag the young woman had been carrying her mind had been made up.
The woman now lay face down in the dirt. Fireshower bent down and felt her her neck - she was still alive. For a second Fireshower debated with herself over if she should kill the woman or not.
After a brief second she shrugged her shoulders and began to strip the woman of the long black leather coat she was wearing. Why bother killing her? Anyway, Fireshower would have to hurry if she wanted to get to her next appointment in time. Fireshower pulled off her metal wings.
The mutant slipped into the coat, it fit her perfectly. She let her blond hair spill over the collar, while she put her wings back on. Then she picked up the packet of cigarets. All this was done in a single unstopping monition. She turned away from the still body and pulled out a single cigaret.
It took her a moment to realize she had nothing to light it with. Fireshower shrugged her shoulders and pointed a finger at one of the trees surrounding her. A bolt of lightning came from the sky and stuck the tree. A fire leapt up on the tree from the place where it had been stuck.
Fireshower moved forward, her new leather jacket flapping slightly. She bend down and lit the cigaret, using the fire, one end of it still in her mouth.
She gave a contented sigh and took a deep breath of smoke. Instantly she began couching as her lungs rejected the smoke, tar and nicotine.
"Stupid! Stupid!" she yelled at herself. This new body had never smoked, unlike her old body. She had been a fool to expect it to simply accept the smoke. She carried on couching, at each inward breath she seemed to take in more and more of the smoke. After a minute or two she dropped down to her knees and threw up.
She gently climbed to her feet and began to brush herself down, shooting the odd hateful look at the still form of Becky as she did so. In her mind, Becky was reasonable for the last few minutes.
If she only had more time she would teach the filthy little Homo sapiens a lesson. As it was she was already nearly out of time. She would have to get there in the next minute or she would be too late.
"Let the games begin." she said, again in that curious double tone of hers, before activating her wings and shooting upwards into the air.
~~~
Gambit looked at his cards, then back at the man sitting opposite him. The other was looking very hot and bother as he stared at his cards. Gambit smiled and picked up a card. His smile became more board.
"Gambit." A voice snarled. A bolt of lightning flew past his face, hitting the table. The man he was playing gave a whimper of fear before running.
"Who is asking for Remy?" Gambit asked.
"I am." Fireshower said, appearing out of the shadows. She locked her fingers together and stared at the Cajun, a teasing look on her face. "Remy wanna play?" she challenged him.
~~~
The X-Men's jet flew over the clouds in an effort to mask it's presence. The powerful engines easily pushed the jet towards it's destination. Inside were Storm, Logan, Rogue, Bobby, John and Xavier. The fact that Xavier was actually there in person made everyone feel as if this mission was going to be more difficult that ever.
No-one spoke to John, as no-one knew what to say. He was sitting completely still, his eyes locked on the seat that Spark had used on the last mission.
~~~
The X-Men all walked down the ramp, towards the bar where Xavier had said a new mutant had been sensed. The older man had been reluctant to let John come on this mission, claiming that he needed a brake but John had insisted, even begged to be allowed to go.
Anything to keep his mind busy.
As Storm neared the bar, part of the window exploded, a body flying out. The man scrambled to his feet as Storm let out a small gasp. It was Gambit.
"You no wanna let Pyro in there." he warned Storm. "Trust Remy, he will no like what he see." It was too late though, John had already seen Gambit and was pushing his way towards him, an angry look on his face.
From a distance, Professor Xavier watched.
Fireshower stepped out of the broken window and moved towards Gambit, blocking the exploding card he sent towards her. She jumped up-wards, letting her wings propel her into the air.
"Spark..." John whispered, the color draining from his face as he looked at her. Fireshower stared down at the boy below her, who was looking at her with such shock and surprise on his face. Such a young boy, it was hardly believable that he could be such a threat. She let her lip curl upwards.
"Soon." she promised him, before teleoporting in mid-air.
John remained frozen in place, his eyes glued to the space where Spark had been moments before - or what ever it was in Spark's form. He felt, rather than saw, Rogue move to stand next to him. Her gloved touch was all that John needed to form a plan of action. He turned to face her, brushing a stand of her hair away from her face.
"You really are so beautiful." he whispered, his eyes lingering on her face. He leaned forward and placed a slow, soft kiss on her lips. As always he felt the weird sensation that meant Rogue was draining him of some of his powers. As always he didn't care.
Suddenly the sensation stopped as Rogue pulled back, a wide eyed expression on her face. He knew she had just realized what he was about to do.
"No..." she pleaded, shaking her head. John smiled, a peaceful smile. It was as if he was floating high above all of this.
"I have to. I have to talk to the only people who know what's going on." He said. He cupped his hand around her face.
"I will come back, I promise." he assured her. Rogue nodded, her eyes watery. John half saw, half sensed Professor Xavier, turn towards him, his mind reaching out, his mouth moving, warning Bobby of the danger, Bobby being the person closest to the couple. Even as John closed his eyes in blissful surrender, he knew that neither the Professor or Bobby would be able to stop him in time.
John took a deep mental breath and dived into his mind, hurtling for the locked away part of his brain. As Bobby came running up, John went limp, his body sagging into Rogue's waiting arms.
TBC...
There you have it, next part coming soon!
Leave a review, you know you want to. *flashes her best smile at the reader*
~Sethoz