Wow! Thank you all for the reviews! I never thought this story would get a lot of reviews since my other X-Men story didn't. Thanks for reviewing and keep it up! In return I'll keep on writing! ^_^ I own Bobby . . . and Rogue . . . and John! They're MINE! *evil laugh* No, they're not. They belong to Marvel. If I did own them, I probably wouldn't be writing fan fiction. When someone is using their psychic powers to read someone's mind or something, it'll be ~like this~

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"You . . . you killed Bobby Drake. You killed your best friend."

John is what you would call hot-blooded. But he felt like his blood had turned ice cold.

Marie had silent angry tears rolling down her face.

"I . . . I . . ." John stuttered. He didn't know what else to say. Him, kill Bobby? It was impossible. He was jealous of Bobby sometime, sure, but he didn't HATE him. He never really wanted to KILL him.

Bobby and Rogue were now looking at him. Rogue's eyes were wide and fearful. But she saw the tender, loving way Marie looked at Bobby: the way Rogue looked at him. Even though it was stupid, Rogue felt a little jealous that another person would find interest in Bobby, even if it was herself. Bobby's eyes, despite his power, were usually warm and friendly. Now he was in his element, and his eyes were truly ice. The emotion was covered up by that icy glare. Bobby just looked straight forward at John.

John couldn't believe it. It can't . . . it can't be true. He would never-

~ It's all true, Pyro. ~

~ Get out of my head, Jean. ~

~ Pyro, don't run away from your future. That's what you did when you left us. ~

~ Why are you calling me Pyro now? You used to always call me John. Besides, no matter how much I think Bobby is wrong, I would NEVER kill him! ~

~ Well in this time, you did. ~

~ Shut up! Get out! SHUT UP! ~

Jean let him go, still distantly hearing John's cries against her. He still had feeling. That is good. Perhaps they could change John, and prevent several things from happening.

Bobby noticed John glaring at Jean, and Jean all of a sudden blinked her eyes several times like she'd just come out of a trance. He was pretty sure Jean just read his mind.

"So . . . I'm dead?" Bobby said, the fact finally sinking in.

Marie nodded. "Rogue, enjoy the time you have together." Marie blinked back some tears, but most just kept going.

"Don't tell me I lost to John? That's impossible! I CREAM him in fuse ball!" Bobby joked, still in disbelief. (But then, who wouldn't be when you find out that you're blasted into the future and then finding out that your former best friend murders you?)

John just sat there. There were mixed emotions inside him. He never wanted to admit it, but he still cared about his friends, even if they were on opposite sides of the fence on certain issues.

Rogue was feeling two things at once. One was, "Oh my god, that can't be true? Bobby dead? And John the one to kill him?" And the other was, "God, I hate John! I swear, if I could just touch him . . ." Rogue cursed herself for thinking those thoughts. How do they even know this is all real? For all they know, they could have been captured, and some sick guy like Stryker was testing them . . .

"How do we know this is all true?" Rogue demanded. "It just doesn't . . . seem right."

"It was like that when Jean came back." Scott said. "Nobody believed it. At first we had her locked up because we thought she was Mystique!" He chuckled a little at the memory.

"It wasn't THAT funny." Jean said crossly. But Scott made up for it with a kiss.

"So you two are . . . still together?" John asked, finally speaking up.

"Yes. We got married shortly after Jean came back." Scott replied.

"So any little Scotts and Jeans running around in their diapers?"

"Yeah. Three of them. Broke the population law while we were at it. Not we can only have two kids. But hey, just our existence is illegal, so why not?" Jean explained.

It was a semi-lighthearted conversation, a distraction from that depressing fact they had just learned.

But there was still one thing that bugged Rogue.

"Marie? How does Bobby die here? When? Why?"

Marie looked at Rogue, tears no longer flowing down her cheeks. Her face was serious, and she raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure Bobby wants to know?"

"I do, just tell us and get it over with." Bobby said. Marie thought that Bobby was taking this well, better than she would have guessed.

"After the Professor died, the kids ran as fast as they could. By that time, me 'an Bobby were part of the X-Men. Most of us tried to stay together and take as many kids with us as we could. We hid out and located our resident computer genius mutant. He was able to hack on and give most of us fake IDs telling people that we're not mutants. Unfortunally, the people noticed someone hacking, so a lot of people didn't get any. Luckily he was good enough so that the government people didn't realize we were making fake IDs. And we go out and save young mutant kids and sometimes recruit adult mutants to help us run this safe haven. It's not as good or comfortable or educational like Professor Xavier's place, but it's something. It's hope. Me and Bobby got hitched about seven years ago. He died around two years ago. And-" Marie made a little sound like she was choking.

Jean took over the narrating. "You must remember that this was a long time after you three's time. People grow older, and new babies are born. Well, if you remember, Magneto was an old man even in YOUR time. Well, he was around, oh, say, in his eighties or nineties now. But then, two years ago, the law caught up to him. He was already in a weakened state, and they were dressed in all plastic. He was helpless against him. They hanged him in public. We were there to watch, and we gave him a nice, small, private funeral, just like Xavier would have wanted for him. That was the when we saw the Brotherhood. We had a moment truce for his funeral. After, we heard them voting on the new leader. Pyro won. Suddenly, he and the Brotherhood blocked our way."

Marie gave Jean a look that told her that Marie would finish the story. "Bobby told him off, but John wouldn't budge. He told us, 'I bet it was you stupid X-Men that tipped the feds off and had them capture and KILL our leader!' We all looked at each other and told him that we didn't and had no reason to. But John, as usual, is stubborn and hot-headed. He sent out a blast of fire (he had improved a lot and was now an expert pyromaniac) and it almost hit me. Bobby saw it coming and pushed me out of the way, he had no time to freeze it. He got hit instead. It turned into a grudge match between two best friends. They shot at each other, but not before they made sure that no one would interfere with their battle. I tried to talk Bobby out of it, but he refused and told me that it had to happen someday. They shot fire and ice at each other, it was incredible. They were both extremely powerful mutants, and in the end, Bobby had John pinned down. But he refused to kill his friend. No matter how much John had changed, Bobby still had hope for him. So while he was hesitating, John used up the last of his energy to engulf Bobby in flames and eventually burn him to death. Even Bobby's ice mutation could not save him, nor could he move. It was a terrible and dirty trick, and Bobby's hope cost him his life." Marie's story ended with silence. Rogue could feel John's eyes looking at her, but she just couldn't bear to look at him. Bobby was staring at the wall.

"I wonder what he's thinking about." Rogue thought.

Finally, John just got up from the table.

"That's it. I don't have to take this bullshit. I'm going. Don't try and stop me." John got up and shoved Jean and Kurt out of the way, not noticing that he was shirtless. Jean didn't even try, just gave a sly smile. She closed her eyes like she was talking to someone telepathically.

John stomped angrily out of the room and was about to go through another sliding door until a girl stopped him in his path.

He glared at her. "Get out of my way." He tried to go passed her, but she shoved him back. Her dark brown hair was in a ponytail, and John thought she was very pretty.

"Who're you?" John asked.

"My given name's Elizabeth. But I like Liz better." She replied coolly.

"What's your mutant name?"

"Blaze."

John's curiosity delayed his escape. "What's your power . . . Blaze?"

"You could say I'm a pyromaniac."

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Whew! Very long chapter! How was that? I know, kind of boring, since it's still mostly explaining. Please review!