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Am I on the right side?
Chapter 7
"Come on! We gotta get to Pyro first!" Cyclops shouted to the other X-Men. Rogue had watched as John had hit the ground; the sound when he made contact with the ground was loud. John hadn't gotten back up. Just as Cyclops had reached him and was about to kneel, Pyro went flying upwards, as if suddenly pulled by invisible strings. He rose up until he was horizontally level with Magneto's awaiting hand. "Stand." Magneto commanded as he put Pyro on the ground. Marie watched as Pyro rose on shaky legs and wavered as he stood. "Continue with the burning, up there." Magneto commanded and John slowly nodded. John made a pillar of fire below his feet which elevated him into the air. Cyclops watched as he rose, desperately thinking of something to order or say to the others. Rogue watched helplessly as John reached the top of the building, shielded slightly by the tower on top. She watched as he began to pull all the heat around him closer. She could feel how hot it was getting. "Iceman, freeze him." Cyclops ordered. "What?" Logan, Bobby, and Marie said together. "That could kill him!" Marie shouted. Logan was just staring at Scott, daring him to repeat that order. "Do it Iceman, we have no choice." Bobby stared at Scott, unbelieving. "Cyclops, I don't know." Bobby began. "Bobby, do it now!" Cyclops ordered as he saw a red haze begin to surround John. Bobby raised his hands and a stream of ice shot from them. They hit the tower in front of John and it shattered from the cold. Next, he sighed and raised his hands and the stream hit John square; John was unmoved. He just continued to stand there, if anything, the heat rose. Marie was starting to sweat. "Bobby, you have to stop." Marie said from behind his shoulder. Bobby wasn't listening; he was feeding off the feeling of power he was getting from using his powers. This wasn't like the Bobby Marie knew; he was acting more like the stereotypical John. "Bobby, stop!" Marie said, putting her hand on his shoulder. Bobby looked at her, and then back at John, finally letting his eyes rest on Cyclops. "Bobby, please." Marie pleaded. She was surprised with the desperation in her voice, and from the look on Bobby's face, she concluded that he was too. Bobby let his hands slowly drop. "Now what?" he asked, looking at Scott. Scott's hand rose to his visor. "We've gotta get him down before he can do anymore damage. The easiest way will be just to shoot him down." Scott said to Wolverine. "Do it." Wolverine nodded to Scott. Scott's visor began to glow red. Marie saw all this happen and her heart raced. Why was this feeling clouding her judgment? Usually, she would just nod and agree with Wolverine on this one, but this time, she couldn't get over this feeling of dread and the hope that there had to be another way. "Scott, wait, let me go up to him. Either I can maybe snap him out of it or if I can't get to him, I can touch him, and at least that way it won't hurt him.as much." Marie pleaded, hoping Scott would listen to her for once. Scott looked puzzled. After quick moment he sighed and nodded. "All right, but if I don't see him down in two minutes, I'm shooting." Scott told her. "Good enough." Rogue said as she turned and ran up the stairs. Two minutes, you better run faster.
John could feel it inside of him this time, it was gonna happen and it was gonna happen now. He was trying to make it stop but it wasn't working. His mind was telling him just to give up and just to let it happen; what was he really going to accomplish by trying anyway? But he really didn't want to let it happen. There were people he cared about on this Earth and he didn't want them to die. He liked his professors back at the mansion, most of them at least, and Bobby, most of the time, and Rogue, because.because. What would he do if he really did do something like that? How could anyone live with themselves after they've killed 3/4 of the human population? He didn't want to live, he decided, if he killed the human population. He would want to die with them. John then relaxed and concentrated on just dying; using his powers to the extremely and just fading with the flames. It was beginning to work; he could feel it in his bones, spreading through his body. At first all he could feel was the heat; soon after, though, an icy cold feeling spread over his body. His only conclusion was that he was really running out of fire; his flame was burning out. At first he was afraid; he didn't really want to die. Then he remembered what was doing; he did want to die. His vision was becoming a bit more blurred and his mind told him it was time; it was time to set the world ablaze. "Pyro, ignite the world with your gift." He heard magneto call to him. Show time. he raised his hands and a heat rose from them, a strong enough heat to melt the watch on his wrist. As he did this, he could see an image of the terror and chaos he was about to unleash on the world. He could see homes burning; he could see mothers screaming and crying; young children with tear stained eyes calling for their mothers who are laying feet from them, smothered in black and ashes; the last image was a young girl laying at his feet. As he turned her over, he could clearly see that it was indeed Marie. He dropped to his knees and grabbed her hand. As the tears began to flow, John was brought back to harsh reality as he was about to set the world ablaze. He just stopped thinking and let his body do the rest, he couldn't face himself anymore. He hoped to go down with them; go down in the flames that he loved so much.
Marie's two minutes were almost up when she got up to the tower that John was floating by. She pressed herself to run faster and she finally reached the door; she could see John now. She opened it and was now standing only feet behind John. He wasn't moving; she couldn't even tell if he was breathing. His arms slowly rose. She felt it get hot, to hot. Her wrist watch melted and landed on the ground in a puddle. "John!" She called to him, moving a step closer. No response, he didn't appear to have heard her. "John, you have to stop now!" she yelled at him. The heat was rising; she had to do something now, before Scott did. She pulled off her glove slowly. "John, please don't make me do this." Marie pleaded moving slowly closer.
"John, please don't make me do this." John heard someone say, a girl. He soon recognized the voice as Rogue's. Marie! Help me please, help stop me! He called, hoping only she could hear him. Please help me. when he could no longer support it, he just fell.
Marie saw John begin to waver a bit. She almost heard a faint help escape his mouth. She could hear Magneto down on the ground counting." 10 . 9. 8 . 7. 6 .5 ." she began to panic. She reached out and grabbed his wrist in impulse. Nothing happened at first so she grabbed a little harder. Then he began to waver more and as Magneto got to one.he just collapsed; he fell backwards towards her and she caught him after he had hit the ground. As she found her gloves and slipped them back on, she checked for a heartbeat. She didn't feel anything at first, but then she felt a slight flutter. "John, John can you hear me?" Rogue tapped him on the chest, hoping to wake him. He didn't stir; he looked unconscious, or dead. That's when she noticed that he was still quite warm and Magneto's confident smile. "When will you people learn that I'm always one step ahead of you?" Magneto said. "Rogue, he's still going, stop him!" Scott yelled. "How?" she yelled back. "Grab him!" Scott and Wolverine said together. Rogue didn't want to, she wasn't sure why, but she really didn't want too; given this chance a little while ago, she would have jumped for joy, she would have loved draining him. "I'm sorry; I'll repay you later." Rogue said, grabbing his hand. This time, she didn't let go for a near minute. Scott called to her to come down; Magneto had escaped while she had been up here. Finally, she was able to pull her hand off of his; she was gasping for breath. She had no idea that it felt that way to be him everyday. She let him lean on the ground. She was still absorbing the heat energy she felt, it was near overwhelming. Bobby came running up to her on the roof. He took in the scene quickly and ran over to her. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. "Yeah I'm fine, but he's not." Rogue said, pointing to John. "I don't care about him, are you sure you're okay?" Bobby question again. "Yeah, I'm fine, but we have to help him!" she near yelled at him. Bobby grew defensive. He smiled playfully. "Is there something I should know about going on here?" he asked smiling. She didn't find it funny. "Bobby, it's not funny. We need to get him to help!" Marie shouted. Bobby nodded finally. "Okay, we'll bring him to Scott." Bobby said bending down and picking him up. When they got back down to the blackbird, Wolverine took Pyro to the back of the blackbird and began tending to his illnesses. Marie and Bobby sat down as the Blackbird took off. Bobby grabbed her hand reassuringly but she shrugged if off and looked out her window. Bobby sighed and turned away; she didn't care. She was to busy watching what was in front of her. The whole world was burning red.
The end for now.sorry about the cliffhanger.don't presume anything! Thanks for being patient. More coming sooner this time. Thanks! Obiwanfan
Am I on the right side?
Chapter 7
"Come on! We gotta get to Pyro first!" Cyclops shouted to the other X-Men. Rogue had watched as John had hit the ground; the sound when he made contact with the ground was loud. John hadn't gotten back up. Just as Cyclops had reached him and was about to kneel, Pyro went flying upwards, as if suddenly pulled by invisible strings. He rose up until he was horizontally level with Magneto's awaiting hand. "Stand." Magneto commanded as he put Pyro on the ground. Marie watched as Pyro rose on shaky legs and wavered as he stood. "Continue with the burning, up there." Magneto commanded and John slowly nodded. John made a pillar of fire below his feet which elevated him into the air. Cyclops watched as he rose, desperately thinking of something to order or say to the others. Rogue watched helplessly as John reached the top of the building, shielded slightly by the tower on top. She watched as he began to pull all the heat around him closer. She could feel how hot it was getting. "Iceman, freeze him." Cyclops ordered. "What?" Logan, Bobby, and Marie said together. "That could kill him!" Marie shouted. Logan was just staring at Scott, daring him to repeat that order. "Do it Iceman, we have no choice." Bobby stared at Scott, unbelieving. "Cyclops, I don't know." Bobby began. "Bobby, do it now!" Cyclops ordered as he saw a red haze begin to surround John. Bobby raised his hands and a stream of ice shot from them. They hit the tower in front of John and it shattered from the cold. Next, he sighed and raised his hands and the stream hit John square; John was unmoved. He just continued to stand there, if anything, the heat rose. Marie was starting to sweat. "Bobby, you have to stop." Marie said from behind his shoulder. Bobby wasn't listening; he was feeding off the feeling of power he was getting from using his powers. This wasn't like the Bobby Marie knew; he was acting more like the stereotypical John. "Bobby, stop!" Marie said, putting her hand on his shoulder. Bobby looked at her, and then back at John, finally letting his eyes rest on Cyclops. "Bobby, please." Marie pleaded. She was surprised with the desperation in her voice, and from the look on Bobby's face, she concluded that he was too. Bobby let his hands slowly drop. "Now what?" he asked, looking at Scott. Scott's hand rose to his visor. "We've gotta get him down before he can do anymore damage. The easiest way will be just to shoot him down." Scott said to Wolverine. "Do it." Wolverine nodded to Scott. Scott's visor began to glow red. Marie saw all this happen and her heart raced. Why was this feeling clouding her judgment? Usually, she would just nod and agree with Wolverine on this one, but this time, she couldn't get over this feeling of dread and the hope that there had to be another way. "Scott, wait, let me go up to him. Either I can maybe snap him out of it or if I can't get to him, I can touch him, and at least that way it won't hurt him.as much." Marie pleaded, hoping Scott would listen to her for once. Scott looked puzzled. After quick moment he sighed and nodded. "All right, but if I don't see him down in two minutes, I'm shooting." Scott told her. "Good enough." Rogue said as she turned and ran up the stairs. Two minutes, you better run faster.
John could feel it inside of him this time, it was gonna happen and it was gonna happen now. He was trying to make it stop but it wasn't working. His mind was telling him just to give up and just to let it happen; what was he really going to accomplish by trying anyway? But he really didn't want to let it happen. There were people he cared about on this Earth and he didn't want them to die. He liked his professors back at the mansion, most of them at least, and Bobby, most of the time, and Rogue, because.because. What would he do if he really did do something like that? How could anyone live with themselves after they've killed 3/4 of the human population? He didn't want to live, he decided, if he killed the human population. He would want to die with them. John then relaxed and concentrated on just dying; using his powers to the extremely and just fading with the flames. It was beginning to work; he could feel it in his bones, spreading through his body. At first all he could feel was the heat; soon after, though, an icy cold feeling spread over his body. His only conclusion was that he was really running out of fire; his flame was burning out. At first he was afraid; he didn't really want to die. Then he remembered what was doing; he did want to die. His vision was becoming a bit more blurred and his mind told him it was time; it was time to set the world ablaze. "Pyro, ignite the world with your gift." He heard magneto call to him. Show time. he raised his hands and a heat rose from them, a strong enough heat to melt the watch on his wrist. As he did this, he could see an image of the terror and chaos he was about to unleash on the world. He could see homes burning; he could see mothers screaming and crying; young children with tear stained eyes calling for their mothers who are laying feet from them, smothered in black and ashes; the last image was a young girl laying at his feet. As he turned her over, he could clearly see that it was indeed Marie. He dropped to his knees and grabbed her hand. As the tears began to flow, John was brought back to harsh reality as he was about to set the world ablaze. He just stopped thinking and let his body do the rest, he couldn't face himself anymore. He hoped to go down with them; go down in the flames that he loved so much.
Marie's two minutes were almost up when she got up to the tower that John was floating by. She pressed herself to run faster and she finally reached the door; she could see John now. She opened it and was now standing only feet behind John. He wasn't moving; she couldn't even tell if he was breathing. His arms slowly rose. She felt it get hot, to hot. Her wrist watch melted and landed on the ground in a puddle. "John!" She called to him, moving a step closer. No response, he didn't appear to have heard her. "John, you have to stop now!" she yelled at him. The heat was rising; she had to do something now, before Scott did. She pulled off her glove slowly. "John, please don't make me do this." Marie pleaded moving slowly closer.
"John, please don't make me do this." John heard someone say, a girl. He soon recognized the voice as Rogue's. Marie! Help me please, help stop me! He called, hoping only she could hear him. Please help me. when he could no longer support it, he just fell.
Marie saw John begin to waver a bit. She almost heard a faint help escape his mouth. She could hear Magneto down on the ground counting." 10 . 9. 8 . 7. 6 .5 ." she began to panic. She reached out and grabbed his wrist in impulse. Nothing happened at first so she grabbed a little harder. Then he began to waver more and as Magneto got to one.he just collapsed; he fell backwards towards her and she caught him after he had hit the ground. As she found her gloves and slipped them back on, she checked for a heartbeat. She didn't feel anything at first, but then she felt a slight flutter. "John, John can you hear me?" Rogue tapped him on the chest, hoping to wake him. He didn't stir; he looked unconscious, or dead. That's when she noticed that he was still quite warm and Magneto's confident smile. "When will you people learn that I'm always one step ahead of you?" Magneto said. "Rogue, he's still going, stop him!" Scott yelled. "How?" she yelled back. "Grab him!" Scott and Wolverine said together. Rogue didn't want to, she wasn't sure why, but she really didn't want too; given this chance a little while ago, she would have jumped for joy, she would have loved draining him. "I'm sorry; I'll repay you later." Rogue said, grabbing his hand. This time, she didn't let go for a near minute. Scott called to her to come down; Magneto had escaped while she had been up here. Finally, she was able to pull her hand off of his; she was gasping for breath. She had no idea that it felt that way to be him everyday. She let him lean on the ground. She was still absorbing the heat energy she felt, it was near overwhelming. Bobby came running up to her on the roof. He took in the scene quickly and ran over to her. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. "Yeah I'm fine, but he's not." Rogue said, pointing to John. "I don't care about him, are you sure you're okay?" Bobby question again. "Yeah, I'm fine, but we have to help him!" she near yelled at him. Bobby grew defensive. He smiled playfully. "Is there something I should know about going on here?" he asked smiling. She didn't find it funny. "Bobby, it's not funny. We need to get him to help!" Marie shouted. Bobby nodded finally. "Okay, we'll bring him to Scott." Bobby said bending down and picking him up. When they got back down to the blackbird, Wolverine took Pyro to the back of the blackbird and began tending to his illnesses. Marie and Bobby sat down as the Blackbird took off. Bobby grabbed her hand reassuringly but she shrugged if off and looked out her window. Bobby sighed and turned away; she didn't care. She was to busy watching what was in front of her. The whole world was burning red.
The end for now.sorry about the cliffhanger.don't presume anything! Thanks for being patient. More coming sooner this time. Thanks! Obiwanfan