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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 21

Destiny Calls

In a small county near New York, there sat an old house on a hill. An old blind woman lived on it, by herself. She had the boy at the grocery store deliver her required items and had no other visitors. Well... none that she didn't know about.

The woman was sitting in her attic in front of a large glass window. The cool air at the top of the attic always helped her think, and that is what she needed to wield her power accurately. The attic door opened without a sound and inside walked a shadow.

"I've been waiting a year," Irene Adler said from her creaking rocking chair. "...Mystique."

The blue-skinned woman walked in front of the blind woman and stood in front of her, initiating a conversation.

"I need a favor from you Irene," she told her in her mutant voice. "My apologies... I meant to call you...Destiny."

"What would you like to know?" Irene asked her, with an old laugh.

"I think you already know," Mystique replied, crossing her arms.

"If I told you everything you wanted to know, then what would be in the fun of living?" She asked.

"Well can you tell me anything?" Mystique asked. "Magneto grows impatient."

Destiny brought and shriveled hand to her forehead and thought for no more than thirty seconds.

"Death...," she said loud.

"Who?" Mystique asked, lowering herself to her knees as if she was a child, listening to a bedtime story.

"A mutant," she replied. "A mutant who dwells into the realm of the Morlocks."

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They were walking... walking... walking fast. The five of them walking... searching. They came to a dead end.

"Crap," said a tall Asian girl. Samira.

"This is the third dead end," John told them angrily. "How the hell are we going to find them?"

"Don't ask me," replied Natura. "If there base was above ground it would be easier. I could just sense them. But there is all this concrete in the way..."

"I don't see what freezing would help," added Bethany, who remained in the back of the group with Bryan.

"Crap...," replied John.

They were all startled by a sudden appearance of two girls appearing in front of them. Blink and Rogue.

"John?" Rogue called. "Is that you?"

"Rogue," John mumbled unimpressed. "I don't have time for this."

"What are you doing here?" Asked the lavender skinned Blink.

"I bet there here to save Bobby!" Replied Rogue.

"Come with me," Blink told them holding out a hand.

"Whoa, whoa!" John said out loud, throwing his hands up and a 'wait' signal. "What the hell is going on? How do I know I can trust you?"

"John," Rogue yelled. "We don't have time for paranoia. You and... And whoever these people are need to go get him out before they kill him!"

"And that's what I came here for," John growled. "And if it were that simple I would have gotten him out by now."

"Just trust me, okay?" Blink told them stepping forward. "I can take you there. I can't help you get him out, but I can get you there."

Blink walked forward to the dead end and stood there... her hand outstretched and she seemed to be concentrating. A small long dart-like energy bolt appeared in front of her. She clutched it and flung at the dead end. A huge purple colored portal appeared. She turned to them, seemingly worn out.

"Go," she told them. "Before it goes out."

"No way!" Natura yelled. "For all we know that will take us out in space or something."

"Ugh!" Rogues spat in disgust. "I'll go first. Just hurry! Okay?"

Rogue walked up to it and jumped in. John watched this and then looked at the others questioningly.

"Let's go," Samira told them and she took the lead by jumping in first. The others followed.

On the other side they were in a damp dungeon-like place. Cells were lined against both sides of the wall. But only one was occupied.

There lay a pathetic looking boy, clothes torn, to-small-shoes, just laying on a pile of blankets in the corner. John smiled. Finally they made it to him.

"Wake up sunshine," John said mockingly, hitting the iron bars with his lighter that had been affectionately placed in his palm.

"John?" Bobby called out. "What... how?"

"Just shut-up, 'kay?" John told him, opening and igniting his lighter. "Your the reason we're in this mess."

After his last sentence, John let out his mental sensors and he found his flame. It was his for the molding now. He made the heat of the fire go up intensely and when it was satisfactory he molded its shape. He turned into a large circle and let it rest right above his palm. With a quick pull back and thrust of his arm the sphere of fire glided to the lock of the cell and it melted fast. When it fell to the ground, John put the fire out. He walked up to the door and opened and did a little bow with his arm giving Bobby passage.

Bobby rolled his eyes and walked out. He may be on the other side now, but John still hasn't changed. They both gave each other a small smirk out of humor.

"Ummm, this is great and all guys," Natura started and walked in between the two. "But how exactly are we going to get out?"