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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 23
Waking Up
Waking up... it's a curious thing. You never know exactly what you will see when you open your eyes. In this case, Bobby woke up to something he didn't expect. The
smiling face of Storm. But it was not only the face of Storm that he didn't expect to see, it was the fact that they were under the mansion in the medical sector underneath
the mansion.
"Good Morning Bobby," Ms Munroe said to the waking boy with her normal hint of African in her voice. "I trust you slept well?"
"Ms Munroe...," Bobby whispered. "Are we... are we in the mansion?"
She nodded with a smile. "They intruders left a couple of days ago. That's when we made out search for you and found you and Rogue in the Morlock realm."
"So...," Bobby started. "So... the mansion is safe again?"
"Yes," Storm replied.
Bobby laughed in true happiness and leapt forward and hugged his teacher. She laughed and returned the hug. Home... it's a wonderful feeling when your there. Their laughing
stopped when Bobby whispered something...
"Callisto," he whispered and the pulled back from the hug and asked his teacher a question. "Is Callisto... did you?"
"No," Storm replied. "Let's just say I gave her quite a shock."
"And everyone is safe?" Bobby asked, smiling. Things were turning out pretty good for him. Except for the sudden frown on Storm's face.
"That is what we need to talk about," she told Bobby, placing her hand on top of his. "There was a casualty."
"Who?" Bobby asked, frightened.
What if it was John?
"The rest escaped I assume, leaving his body behind," she started again.
'Oh God,' Bobby said in his head. HE. John... he's dead. He's gone... his friend... dead. Death. It's so... so... scary. But why John?
His thoughts were unbearably jumbled.
"Bryan was killed. A stray piece of metal from one of the playground equipments was blown in the explosion and impaled him," she told him.
"You mean, John's safe?" Bobby asked, feeling bad that he has ignored the fact that Bryan had died.
"As far as I am aware," she reassured him. "...John is safe."
"Thank God...," Bobby whispered.
"Bobby," she called, shaking her head. "You do know that John is with the enemy now? You know that if the time comes where we oppose again you can't hold back if the
opportunity comes?"
"No... I don't know," he told her.
"We'll have to discuss this with the Professor then," Storm told him, standing and backing away to take her exit. "But now, welcome home."
When she left, Bobby got out of the medical bed and stepped forward. His original wounds weren't so irritating anymore. Things were starting to heal.
He left the room and headed to the main elevator. Now it's time to see the damage that was caused by the attack. He pressed the button to open the elevator and walked in.
It automatically closed and took him up. When the door opened he expected the worse... but another surprise took place.
The mansion was... spotless. He walked out of the elevator, and it closed behind him. Bobby walked into the entrance and took a good look. Everything was... normal.
"Bobby!" Yelled someone from the top of the staircase. Cylcops...
"Mr. Summers!" Bobby yelled back waving.
"Welcome home," he told him and kept walking the way he was going. "I expect you'll be back to class by tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah," Bobby replied laughing.
Even though the mansion had been attacked and the mutant population was in danger, the strict Professor insisted on holding normal classes. Bobby walked upstairs and
down the winding hallways until he reached a door. His room... John's room...
He opened it to see it just the way he left it that night. He sighed when he saw John wasn't there.
"I guess he's still a bad guy," he said to himself and walked in, shutting the door behind him.
The smell of smoke filled the room as usual, direct from John's constant lighter fidgeting.
"Time to go back to normal," Bobby muttered, looking to the bathroom door. "Let's see how it feels to be clean again."
To bad Bobby wasn't right about things being normal. This was only the beginning...
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 23
Waking Up
Waking up... it's a curious thing. You never know exactly what you will see when you open your eyes. In this case, Bobby woke up to something he didn't expect. The
smiling face of Storm. But it was not only the face of Storm that he didn't expect to see, it was the fact that they were under the mansion in the medical sector underneath
the mansion.
"Good Morning Bobby," Ms Munroe said to the waking boy with her normal hint of African in her voice. "I trust you slept well?"
"Ms Munroe...," Bobby whispered. "Are we... are we in the mansion?"
She nodded with a smile. "They intruders left a couple of days ago. That's when we made out search for you and found you and Rogue in the Morlock realm."
"So...," Bobby started. "So... the mansion is safe again?"
"Yes," Storm replied.
Bobby laughed in true happiness and leapt forward and hugged his teacher. She laughed and returned the hug. Home... it's a wonderful feeling when your there. Their laughing
stopped when Bobby whispered something...
"Callisto," he whispered and the pulled back from the hug and asked his teacher a question. "Is Callisto... did you?"
"No," Storm replied. "Let's just say I gave her quite a shock."
"And everyone is safe?" Bobby asked, smiling. Things were turning out pretty good for him. Except for the sudden frown on Storm's face.
"That is what we need to talk about," she told Bobby, placing her hand on top of his. "There was a casualty."
"Who?" Bobby asked, frightened.
What if it was John?
"The rest escaped I assume, leaving his body behind," she started again.
'Oh God,' Bobby said in his head. HE. John... he's dead. He's gone... his friend... dead. Death. It's so... so... scary. But why John?
His thoughts were unbearably jumbled.
"Bryan was killed. A stray piece of metal from one of the playground equipments was blown in the explosion and impaled him," she told him.
"You mean, John's safe?" Bobby asked, feeling bad that he has ignored the fact that Bryan had died.
"As far as I am aware," she reassured him. "...John is safe."
"Thank God...," Bobby whispered.
"Bobby," she called, shaking her head. "You do know that John is with the enemy now? You know that if the time comes where we oppose again you can't hold back if the
opportunity comes?"
"No... I don't know," he told her.
"We'll have to discuss this with the Professor then," Storm told him, standing and backing away to take her exit. "But now, welcome home."
When she left, Bobby got out of the medical bed and stepped forward. His original wounds weren't so irritating anymore. Things were starting to heal.
He left the room and headed to the main elevator. Now it's time to see the damage that was caused by the attack. He pressed the button to open the elevator and walked in.
It automatically closed and took him up. When the door opened he expected the worse... but another surprise took place.
The mansion was... spotless. He walked out of the elevator, and it closed behind him. Bobby walked into the entrance and took a good look. Everything was... normal.
"Bobby!" Yelled someone from the top of the staircase. Cylcops...
"Mr. Summers!" Bobby yelled back waving.
"Welcome home," he told him and kept walking the way he was going. "I expect you'll be back to class by tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah," Bobby replied laughing.
Even though the mansion had been attacked and the mutant population was in danger, the strict Professor insisted on holding normal classes. Bobby walked upstairs and
down the winding hallways until he reached a door. His room... John's room...
He opened it to see it just the way he left it that night. He sighed when he saw John wasn't there.
"I guess he's still a bad guy," he said to himself and walked in, shutting the door behind him.
The smell of smoke filled the room as usual, direct from John's constant lighter fidgeting.
"Time to go back to normal," Bobby muttered, looking to the bathroom door. "Let's see how it feels to be clean again."
To bad Bobby wasn't right about things being normal. This was only the beginning...