Yea! 43 reviews! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. *hugs all reviewers* I'm happy, and that's perfect since I had a boring week of school and tiring soccer practices and a game! But HA HA HA we won 8 to 1! Sorry. Anyway, enough blabbing about me, I'm going to do this:

Obiwanfan: Hello again, thanks for reviewing my stories so much! ^_^ Pyro doesn't get tortured because they already know he's a mutant, and they don't want to damage their "Subject #2" any more than they have to. Lucky John although he'd probably die of boredom and worry, though.

Alpha: Oh, was that Jubilee there? I've only seen X2 once and X1 three times, and I didn't recognize Jubilee there so bear with me, especially since she never revealed her power in the movie, so I didn't know. Thanks for pointing it out though.

Now on with the chapter!

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"I don't know Bobby, this doesn't seem right."

"C'mon Rogue, you're the one who printed the map out, this should be the right way!" Bobby argued.

"Wait a minute . . ." Rogue snatched the map away from Bobby and flipped it. "You're reading the map upside down!"

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Over with Pyro and Blaze, things were not much better. Pyro just got a nosebleed, and Blaze was still in pain. The guards had brought stuff for them to eat, but it was nothing but stale bread and water.

"When we get out of here . . ." Blaze began,

"If we get out of here," Pyro muttered.

". . . remind me to never ever tease Cyclops about his cooking. I'd eating his cooking for a month than this." Blaze spat.

"I'd eat anything as long as it came with a ticket away from this place." Pyro added.

"I don't think they supply tickets," Blaze muttered.

Silence came over them for a minute, and John shivered. He was a firestarter, he was generally warmer than a regular person, like how Bobby's colder, but he was feeling very cold in this damp, stone cell. He couldn't imagine how bad it must be for Liz: she was beat up, losing more blood by the hour, AND the dampness of the cell must be torture.

"Tell me about your life," Blaze said suddenly.

John was surprised, "What?"

"Your life. In the past, where things were better, where we wouldn't have to put up with this," Blaze explained.

"Oh." John fidgeted uncomfortably. He never liked talking about his past. His life in Australia . . . he hadn't even talked to Bobby about it, and Bobby didn't push it.

"Well, the past wasn't that much better, but it's probably heaven to you, especially compared to this. Although there were evil people who did things like what they're doing to us now. Wolverine went through it, this guy named Stryker kidnapped him and preformed experiments on him, giving him the adamantium claws he has now.

"Stryker disappeared when the lake dam was broken, and we all got away. I think Stryker died because we hadn't heard from him ever since." John finished.

"Sounds like these guys." Blaze commented, and then stopped because she was starting to cough up more blood.

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"Great, Bobby! Now we have to walk all the way back across town!" Rogue complained.

"Sorry! Can't a guy make a mistake?"

"Not when his friends are on the line!"

"Rogue, arguing isn't going to do us any good." Bobby tried.

"You're right."

"I am?"

"Yeah, I have learned that arguing and Bobby navigating does no good, so now we'll follow me." Rouge declared.

"Fine by me." Bobby said sheepishly, embarrassed for getting them so far off track.

Rogue pointed to the right. "First of all we have to get to the edge of the city, close to the outskirts." But then a spark came out of her finger, her zapping powers still in effect. "Oops."

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Marie came back into the room where she left the two teenagers from the past and found instead her Arcade and Sparky unconscious, and slumped in their chairs. Several veins popped out on their faces, and the Bobby and Marie of the past were gone.

She felt a cold chill down her spine and her eyes quickly scanned the computer. The two at their age were still amateur X-Men, not that experienced, and they had kept what they were looking at on the monitor.

The older woman's eyes widened as she saw that the last thing that had been searched was directions to the compound where Blaze and Pyro were being held, and its blue prints.

"Shoot!" Marie cursed.

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The teenage mutant couple walked the nearly empty streets of New York for a while, still trying to figure out their way around. Bobby had grown up in Boston, and had rarely ever visited New York City, even if the Institute was in New York. Rogue was from the South, and had never seen anywhere else of New York except for the countryside the Institute was at. So they had some troubles finding certain streets and such.

Well, actually a lot of troubles.

"This is Broadway, Rogue, not Main Street!" Bobby pointed out."

"I know, Bobby! Um . . . we can get to Main Street by going this way." Rogue corrected herself.

"Let's hope." Bobby muttered.

(A/N: I have never been to New York, so I'm not sure if those are real streets or if you can get to "Main Street" from Broadway, so ignore that if I'm wrong!)

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Now for some reason it was getting colder. John shivered and rubbed his arms, for he was only wearing cargo pants and a T-Shirt.

Blaze was especially miserable, even though she had long sleeves on, the bleeding stained her cloths and the material was thin.

John cursed. "If we don't get out of here soon, we're going to freeze to death!"

"Don't be so negative." Blaze scolded.

"How can you say something like that when you're bleeding to death and I'm freezing to death?!" John demanded.

"I don't know, it's just fun to tease you." Blaze said casually, but John wasn't sure if she was trying to joke or not.

"Right." John said uncertainly. "God, it's COLD! Hey! You scientist people! You could at least install a heater in here! Stupid people, they took my lighter . . . if I had it I could be warm in one second."

Suddenly, a security guard came in, keeping a hand gun pointed at John. Blaze felt insulted. It was like she posed no threat. But then . . . she was bleeding everywhere.

"You!" The guard called, pointing to Blaze, "You're coming with me."

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Bobby and Rogue were on the right track (finally) and getting closer to their original destination: the fortress.

"That's the fortress?" Bobby asked skeptically.

"It should be, X marks the spot," Rogue confirmed, although her voice sounded confused.

"But it's . . . a warehouse!" Bobby argued.

It was a warehouse . . . an old on at that. It was rickety and had windows hanging off edge. It looked like it could collapse any second.

"Well . . . let's find a door." Rogue suggested.

They combed around the warehouse and finally found one. Rogue tried to open it, but it was locked. So Bobby tried to pull it. That didn't work. Then the couple tried slamming against the door. That didn't work either. Finally, Bobby said,

"Guess this is what powers are for."

Iceman froze the door and then kicked it hard, hard enough so the door shattered into little pieces of ice, and the doorway was open.

"Go Bobby!" Rogue cheered. "C'mon, let's go save them!"

Unfortunally for Rogue and Bobby, in order to save their friends they'll have to take a test, and they have to use their powers to its very limits if they want to succeed.

To Be Continued . . .

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I'm sorry to just leave it off like that, I will try and update soon!