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Of Fire and Ice
Author: Flame
Archive: Yes
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Now that John has left with Magneto, Bobby is determined to make him come back. But attacks on the mansion and gangs of mutants are obstacles in his path.
(NOT a romance)(Incomplete)
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Chapter 17
Greener Pastures
Out on the streets... the last place Bobby ever expected to be in his life. He had never had the sense of not being safe, or vulnerable. Back in the days where he actually
lived a normal life at home, he already knew what he was going to do. At this point in his life Bobby was coming closer and closer to graduating. Bobby was going to attend
a four-year university and major in some type of medical study. Maybe he would be a pediatrician because he liked kids. His grandfather had owned a large chain of box
companies and when he died he gave it to Bobby's uncle. Bobby's dad had nothing to do with it because of some family fight a while back, but Uncle Pete had offered Bobby
a job with a very generous pay as a part-time job while he was in college. But this was the old Bobby. The new Bobby couldn't even dream of these things.
Uncle Pete wouldn't risk taking Bobby in because it could hurt his company, and business was business, right? So all Bobby could do now was walk. Walk... just walking.
He felt the more he walked the further he got from his problems. But the second he stopped they all caught up with him and he had to start all over again. Finally the sun
was being covered by random clouds in the sky. Dark clouds. Rain was coming. But where was he to go? That was probably the question of his life.
Bobby walked a little faster towards an old sheltered bus stop. He was in the slums of the city and he wouldn't be very suspicious there. In fact he probably belonged there
more than anything. The rain came soon enough. The rain brushed across the broken cement, and with the rain came the cold.
It's a funny thing about Bobby's power. He remembered when some random student had the guts to ask him if it hurt when he summoned his claws, and he answered yes.
Every time Bobby used his power, he had a pain. It wasn't physical, but more mental. The more he used it, the more he felt like a mutant, and the more his family disowns
him. The pain that came was only natural.
Now what was he to do? Try going back to the mansion? Find Kitty? Rogue? All these paths Bobby could take didn't appeal to him. Maybe... just maybe if he sat here he
could think of another one... but was this what he wanted to do? Maybe if he sat here and waited... maybe it would find him. No... things just didn't happen like that
anymore. Not for him. It seems like injustice... how he and all the other mutants in the world have to suffer from all the hate crimes given by the normal people... but maybe
that is the mutant kind's purpose. To set an example. To show all the other different forces in the universe that the humans can wipe them out to.
The wind picked up. What would Bobby give for the guidance of the Professor now? The Professor knew Bobby's powers more than he did. The Professor could teach Bobby
how to resist the cold... to become one with the ice. But was that what he wanted? Maybe if he turned to ice, so would his heart. If his heart was ice... maybe all these
demons that were haunting it would leave him alone for good.
Bobby looked down to the ground and fixed his blue eyes on a little flower that had managed to break through the concrete... it had built its home in this trashy place.
Maybe that was how the mutants would be... they would have to grow where they odds were against them. Bobby was about to pull his gaze and continue watching the rain,
when something creeping under the same hole in the concrete as the flower. Was it a worm?
Two green pieces of grass sprouted right underneath the flower... there was something wrong here. Bobby quickly started to stand, but the grass stretched from the whole,
one aiming to Bobby's wrists, and the other to his ankles. They were abnormally long... they were being controlled somehow... who? His question was answered when a
hand pushed him back onto the bench. Auburn hair with green streaks... it was Natura.
"Gotcha again pretty boy," she said with her same sinister smile.
"Let me go!" Bobby yelled, trying to break his bonds.
"I don't think so," she told him. "I think you'll be staying right where you are."
"Finally gonna kill me are you? Well hurry about and do it," Bobby told her, his face turning red from frustration.
"Kill you? Oh I don't think so," she told him, sitting down next to him and crossing her legs. "We're going to wait. Besides you make it sound like you want to die or
something."
"Last time I checked I didn't have much to live for," he replied to her, scooting away.
"It's sad to see our kind turn like you," Natura replied, turning her eyes to Bobby. "To give up on trying to give us freedom and run from their problems. Well, I'll tell you right
now, from what I've seen, your pasture is way greener than my side. But, do you see me begging to die?"
"You don't even know what your talking about," Bobby told her. "What do you know? From what I have understood, you have lived in luxury and I have to roam the streets.
You have a home and I don't. You have people that you know are alive right now that care about you, and I don't."
"That's what you think, huh?" She said to Bobby, and crossing her arms over her brown sweater. "Well you need to re-think all that you assume. John has told us about
your life."
"Huh?" Bobby asked her.
"Yeah. You seem to be the ideal boy, huh? The smart one from a rich family? Crap... just a family is what sets you different from a lot of mutants. You probably had a
future," Natura said while clenching her fingers around her arms tightly. "But now your living like the rest of us had to in the beginning. The table has turned and you're seeing
what it's really like. Not so great is it? But lucky you... you at least got some years spent with a family."
"What are you talking about?" Bobby replied, growing calmer. "Did you have a family?"
"If you could call them that," she mumbled.
"I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is," Bobby told her. "You just probably expected to much from your Dad and M..."
"Dad?" Natura yelled, interrupting Bobby and standing. "DAD? I didn't have a Dad! All I had was a drunk woman he hit me every time I cried... and three boys who had only
knew me because I had the same DNA. That's ALL I had... My dad left my mom the moment he found out she was gonna have me... I don't even 'have' the same dad as my
brothers. Is that would you would call a family?"
"...No," Bobby whispered, lowering his eyes from the enraged Natura who was crying... not from sadness, but from rage.
"But that's not why I left. I didn't have the guts back then. They kicked me out once they found out that I was a mutant," she said, looking at her gloved hands. "I couldn't
control it then. Plants... spores... all of it just wouldn't stop. My brother grabbed the gun and called me freak. He cocked the gun and said I had ten seconds to run before he
started shooting. I didn't even have time to get any of my things. All I got to take with me was a bullet right in my shoulder... That's when Magneto found me. I was dying...
all the Earth where I was laying was withering... turning a dark brown... dead. He knew I was his kind, and he saved my life. He trained me. He... he is like my father. I would
do anything for him. He saved my life when no one else gave a damn, and... and he introduced me to John... and Beth... and Bryan, and Samira. They are my family. The
only one I ever had."
"They aren't a family," Bobby said under his breath and kept his gaze to the ground.
"Look at me!" Natura yelled, slapping his face. "Look at me! Took one hard look... do you see this. This body is here because of them. They took it in and nurtured it... and
they didn't for anything in return... Don't tell me what a family is and isn't. Just go to hell! GO TO HELL!"
"That's enough," said a voice from behind Natura. "Don't talk about it anymore. You get real upset... just don't."
A hand came up and touched Natura's shoulder. Behind her was Samira, the Asian levitator.
"I'm supposed to tell you to take Bobby back to the HQ," she told her. "This time make sure he doesn't escape."
Bobby sighed... how much more of this running and fighting could he do? All these situations...
"We'll go by flower," she told Samira, looking at her drenched clothes. "It's... drier."
Samira reached to grab Bobby when a yellow flash knocked her hand aside and snapped back. "Let him go!"
They look into the dark distance to see a boy, around eighteen, standing on top of a trashcan. He had tow long chains of yellow light clutched in his hands... like whips.
"Who the hell are you?" Asked Natura, readying herself to use her powers.
"BLINK!" Yelled the boy. "Get him!"
In a blink of an eye, a girl appeared right in front of Bobby. She had lavender-like skin... and pink markings on her face and glowing white eyes. She grabbed him roughly and in a flash... they weren't on the bench anymore...
Of Fire and Ice
Author: Flame
Archive: Yes
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Now that John has left with Magneto, Bobby is determined to make him come back. But attacks on the mansion and gangs of mutants are obstacles in his path.
(NOT a romance)(Incomplete)
)-()()()()()()()()()()()-(
Chapter 17
Greener Pastures
Out on the streets... the last place Bobby ever expected to be in his life. He had never had the sense of not being safe, or vulnerable. Back in the days where he actually
lived a normal life at home, he already knew what he was going to do. At this point in his life Bobby was coming closer and closer to graduating. Bobby was going to attend
a four-year university and major in some type of medical study. Maybe he would be a pediatrician because he liked kids. His grandfather had owned a large chain of box
companies and when he died he gave it to Bobby's uncle. Bobby's dad had nothing to do with it because of some family fight a while back, but Uncle Pete had offered Bobby
a job with a very generous pay as a part-time job while he was in college. But this was the old Bobby. The new Bobby couldn't even dream of these things.
Uncle Pete wouldn't risk taking Bobby in because it could hurt his company, and business was business, right? So all Bobby could do now was walk. Walk... just walking.
He felt the more he walked the further he got from his problems. But the second he stopped they all caught up with him and he had to start all over again. Finally the sun
was being covered by random clouds in the sky. Dark clouds. Rain was coming. But where was he to go? That was probably the question of his life.
Bobby walked a little faster towards an old sheltered bus stop. He was in the slums of the city and he wouldn't be very suspicious there. In fact he probably belonged there
more than anything. The rain came soon enough. The rain brushed across the broken cement, and with the rain came the cold.
It's a funny thing about Bobby's power. He remembered when some random student had the guts to ask him if it hurt when he summoned his claws, and he answered yes.
Every time Bobby used his power, he had a pain. It wasn't physical, but more mental. The more he used it, the more he felt like a mutant, and the more his family disowns
him. The pain that came was only natural.
Now what was he to do? Try going back to the mansion? Find Kitty? Rogue? All these paths Bobby could take didn't appeal to him. Maybe... just maybe if he sat here he
could think of another one... but was this what he wanted to do? Maybe if he sat here and waited... maybe it would find him. No... things just didn't happen like that
anymore. Not for him. It seems like injustice... how he and all the other mutants in the world have to suffer from all the hate crimes given by the normal people... but maybe
that is the mutant kind's purpose. To set an example. To show all the other different forces in the universe that the humans can wipe them out to.
The wind picked up. What would Bobby give for the guidance of the Professor now? The Professor knew Bobby's powers more than he did. The Professor could teach Bobby
how to resist the cold... to become one with the ice. But was that what he wanted? Maybe if he turned to ice, so would his heart. If his heart was ice... maybe all these
demons that were haunting it would leave him alone for good.
Bobby looked down to the ground and fixed his blue eyes on a little flower that had managed to break through the concrete... it had built its home in this trashy place.
Maybe that was how the mutants would be... they would have to grow where they odds were against them. Bobby was about to pull his gaze and continue watching the rain,
when something creeping under the same hole in the concrete as the flower. Was it a worm?
Two green pieces of grass sprouted right underneath the flower... there was something wrong here. Bobby quickly started to stand, but the grass stretched from the whole,
one aiming to Bobby's wrists, and the other to his ankles. They were abnormally long... they were being controlled somehow... who? His question was answered when a
hand pushed him back onto the bench. Auburn hair with green streaks... it was Natura.
"Gotcha again pretty boy," she said with her same sinister smile.
"Let me go!" Bobby yelled, trying to break his bonds.
"I don't think so," she told him. "I think you'll be staying right where you are."
"Finally gonna kill me are you? Well hurry about and do it," Bobby told her, his face turning red from frustration.
"Kill you? Oh I don't think so," she told him, sitting down next to him and crossing her legs. "We're going to wait. Besides you make it sound like you want to die or
something."
"Last time I checked I didn't have much to live for," he replied to her, scooting away.
"It's sad to see our kind turn like you," Natura replied, turning her eyes to Bobby. "To give up on trying to give us freedom and run from their problems. Well, I'll tell you right
now, from what I've seen, your pasture is way greener than my side. But, do you see me begging to die?"
"You don't even know what your talking about," Bobby told her. "What do you know? From what I have understood, you have lived in luxury and I have to roam the streets.
You have a home and I don't. You have people that you know are alive right now that care about you, and I don't."
"That's what you think, huh?" She said to Bobby, and crossing her arms over her brown sweater. "Well you need to re-think all that you assume. John has told us about
your life."
"Huh?" Bobby asked her.
"Yeah. You seem to be the ideal boy, huh? The smart one from a rich family? Crap... just a family is what sets you different from a lot of mutants. You probably had a
future," Natura said while clenching her fingers around her arms tightly. "But now your living like the rest of us had to in the beginning. The table has turned and you're seeing
what it's really like. Not so great is it? But lucky you... you at least got some years spent with a family."
"What are you talking about?" Bobby replied, growing calmer. "Did you have a family?"
"If you could call them that," she mumbled.
"I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is," Bobby told her. "You just probably expected to much from your Dad and M..."
"Dad?" Natura yelled, interrupting Bobby and standing. "DAD? I didn't have a Dad! All I had was a drunk woman he hit me every time I cried... and three boys who had only
knew me because I had the same DNA. That's ALL I had... My dad left my mom the moment he found out she was gonna have me... I don't even 'have' the same dad as my
brothers. Is that would you would call a family?"
"...No," Bobby whispered, lowering his eyes from the enraged Natura who was crying... not from sadness, but from rage.
"But that's not why I left. I didn't have the guts back then. They kicked me out once they found out that I was a mutant," she said, looking at her gloved hands. "I couldn't
control it then. Plants... spores... all of it just wouldn't stop. My brother grabbed the gun and called me freak. He cocked the gun and said I had ten seconds to run before he
started shooting. I didn't even have time to get any of my things. All I got to take with me was a bullet right in my shoulder... That's when Magneto found me. I was dying...
all the Earth where I was laying was withering... turning a dark brown... dead. He knew I was his kind, and he saved my life. He trained me. He... he is like my father. I would
do anything for him. He saved my life when no one else gave a damn, and... and he introduced me to John... and Beth... and Bryan, and Samira. They are my family. The
only one I ever had."
"They aren't a family," Bobby said under his breath and kept his gaze to the ground.
"Look at me!" Natura yelled, slapping his face. "Look at me! Took one hard look... do you see this. This body is here because of them. They took it in and nurtured it... and
they didn't for anything in return... Don't tell me what a family is and isn't. Just go to hell! GO TO HELL!"
"That's enough," said a voice from behind Natura. "Don't talk about it anymore. You get real upset... just don't."
A hand came up and touched Natura's shoulder. Behind her was Samira, the Asian levitator.
"I'm supposed to tell you to take Bobby back to the HQ," she told her. "This time make sure he doesn't escape."
Bobby sighed... how much more of this running and fighting could he do? All these situations...
"We'll go by flower," she told Samira, looking at her drenched clothes. "It's... drier."
Samira reached to grab Bobby when a yellow flash knocked her hand aside and snapped back. "Let him go!"
They look into the dark distance to see a boy, around eighteen, standing on top of a trashcan. He had tow long chains of yellow light clutched in his hands... like whips.
"Who the hell are you?" Asked Natura, readying herself to use her powers.
"BLINK!" Yelled the boy. "Get him!"
In a blink of an eye, a girl appeared right in front of Bobby. She had lavender-like skin... and pink markings on her face and glowing white eyes. She grabbed him roughly and in a flash... they weren't on the bench anymore...