Hey, next chapter is up already. That's pretty cool. I was proud of
myself for getting it out so soon. I know the last chapter was extremely
sad, but hopefully that will not be the last time I bring tears to your
eyes. I don't know how this chapters gonna go yet. But I'm warning you,
the sadness isn't over yet.
Starting out later that day; it's late at night now, when people are finally starting to realize what is going on, and getting settled in.
Bobby crept between the bundles of people all pushing there way to their barrack. They had been assigned a place and a certain time to be there at night, and it was nearly that time. If they weren't there on time, they were shot. Bobby, as well as the other X-Men, had there own special barrack, and they weren't sent to bed until about an hour after everyone else. Bobby was trying to find his friend. He had seen what had happened earlier and it worried him. He needed to find John and his wife and see how they were. This is the worst thing that he had ever seen in his life and he couldn't imagine how John was feeling right now. But something told him he needed to go talk to him.
*Bobby Flashback, right after Alexis died*
"You see? This is what happens when you disobey William Stryker!" Stryker called to the hysterical crowd. John and his wife just continued to stare at their child. Bobby watched all this happen with tears brimming in his eyes. Stryker seemed so pleased. "Now, I think we understand each other. You will all be assigned a barrack; you will be in that barrack at 7:30 p.m. If anyone is found after that, they will be shot on the spot." Only half of the crowd was really listening; everyone else was crying and staring at the little girl on the floor. With the blood covered, once white, flower still in her hand. They also watched as the now hysterical father began to slowly rise from his shaking wife and lifeless daughter.
Stryker paid John no mind as he turned to his sentinels as told them to divide the crowd into sections and give them barracks. "Why!?!" John finally shouted, loud enough to reverberate off everything in the camp and beyond. Stryker slowly turned to look at him. "Why what?" he asked. Stupid question, Bobby thought to himself. "Why what?! Why what!?! Why is my daughter dead?! Why did you kill her!?! Why will I never see her open her beautiful eyes again? Why will I never see her smile again? Why won't I ever hear her sweet voice again? Why is she gone? Why will I never get to see her senior pictures? Why will I never have to walk her down the isle? Why is she not with me...why did you take her from me? Why why why?!?!" John screamed at him as he broke down into stronger tears.
"Yes, well that's all very well and sweet, what you said Mr. Allerdyce. But you wouldn't have gotten to do any of those things anyway. She was a mutant and they are all worthless. Only people can do those things. I just saved you the trouble. You'll see that by the time I'm done here." Stryker said, totally emotionless. "You emotionless bastard! How can you say that! You just killed a three year old girl!?!?!" He again screamed at Stryker. Stryker was tiring of this man. "Sentinel 109-B, take this man back to him barrack first and make sure he stays there." He said. John didn't move. The sentinel moved forward. "Sentinel 101-C, clean up that piece of trash on the floor. We don't need dirty blood spilled all over from a filthy little thing like that. Burn it." Stryker commanded and that sentinel moved forward. "No!" John and his wife called out when they heard. John ran over and grabbed his daughter. "Please, don't do this." John begged Stryker. "No, Mr. Allerdyce. I'm afraid that is what I want done and I'm in charge here." Then, a long silver cord rapped around John and pulled him up into the air. "No!" he screamed, fighting it, trying to get back to his wife and daughter. Then the sentinel hit him across his face hard enough to knock him unconscious; he held on for only a few more seconds. "Alexis..." he managed to get out before passing out. His wife screamed when the sentinel tried to pull her daughter from her. "No, please don't take her from me. Please, not my Alexis, please!" she begged and wept. But they brushed her off and took Alexis.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce you to Auschwitz of the new century. I also introduce you to the Auschwitz crematorium." He pointed to the building where the sentinel was taking Alexis. "Or, as we call it, Hells' Fire." Stryker said, and the audience gasped. They watched a minute later and smoke began to billow up from the building; when Alexis's mother saw this, she began to scream again. Stryker signaled his sentinels and they circled the people. "Mutants; welcome to Hell."
*End flashback*
Bobby wiped the tears from his face as he trudged along. He had finally reached the barrack where John and his wife were. He slowly opened the door and gagged at the sight. There were hundreds of people in a very small area. Children were crying with there mothers, and there fathers as well. He made his way to the small area, then extra room, in the back where they were keeping John. He pulled open the small drape over it and had just taken a step inside when he was met by John's wife.
"What do you want? If your just another to say, "oh I'm sorry about your daughter, I don't wanna hear it right now, thanks for the thought, but just leave us alone." She told him, and began to turn around. "Actually, I used to be John's best friend, so I thought I'd come and see how he was doing." Bobby said. "Oh! Oh, you're not Bobby by any chance are you?" she asked him. He nodded yes. "Oh! He's talked about you a lot before. I know who you are then. I'm sorry about what I said to you a minute ago. I think you can see that I'm not doing well and I don't need people to come here and make it worse." She said, wiping tears off her face. "Oh, no I understand, though I am sure I could never understand what you're going through. I am so sorry about all this. That was the worse thing that I've ever seen. Stryker is a heartless man." Bobby said. "No, he a heartless beast. He's worse than any man. Thank you though. I don't know what I'm going to do, I can't get over this."
"No, you can't, and you never will. The only thing you can do is work with John and, well, get better I guess." He offered, though it sounded stupid. "What would you do?" she asked him. "I would cry, a lot. Other than that, I would be so lost I couldn't even tell which way was up." He said, and she almost smiled. "Well, I've never properly introduced myself. My name is Jessica, and I wish I could have met you under better circumstances." She said offering her hand. Bobby took it and tried to smile, but couldn't while looking at her face; it was so close to again breaking into tears that she could hardly contain it. "It was nice to meet you too. You know, if you..." Bobby started but he was cut off when she grabbed her arms around him and began crying into his shoulder. Bobby didn't know what to do, so he just put his arm around her. "It's okay...well actually I shouldn't say that, it's far from okay. It's wrong. It's so wrong that I can't even face it." Bobby said near tears himself.
John sat up suddenly, and rubbed his head. That was quite possibly the worse dream he had ever had, he told himself. He had "dreamt" that he and his wife and child had been kidnapped and brought to this death camp like set up. And worse of all, his child had died. He shook it off and opened his eyes. He gasped as he looked around where he was. Suddenly images started rushing at him; he could see his daughter, lying on the ground with a single white flower in her hand. He could see Bobby up on stage, standing by Rogue. His eyes began watering as he realized that it hadn't been a dream. He managed to get up and walk over to the other side of the wall. He saw his wife there; she was clinging to some guy and even under these circumstances, he wanted an explanation. He was a very protective guy; over his wife and once over his daughter.
As he got closer he saw that it was his old friend Bobby Drake, the one who had been standing...standing up by Stryker, along with all of the other X-Men. What was that all about he wondered? He walked up to them and Bobby saw him first. He let go of Jessica. She looked at him then turned and saw John there; she ran over and threw her arms around him. He wrapped his arms around her back. She began crying again. He just held her there. "So Iceballs, haven't seen you in a long time." John said, bringing up an old nickname he had used to call Bobby. Bobby finally smiled at that. He really had missed John. He had always wondered why John had left and became only Pyro. Then eventually he wasn't there when they battled Magneto and the other bad guys. They had kind of wondered where he had disappeared to, but now they all saw that he had stopped to get married.
"John, it's been so long sense I've seen you; at least and not had to fight you. It's nice." Bobby said, and John nodded in agreement. "I would never have ever guessed that the next time that I would be seeing you, it would be with a wife." Bobby said. "Oh? And why not?" Jessica finally joined in jokingly, wiping tears from her face. "Oh, you know. Just because he's always been so horrible and ugly, and I could just never ever see him ever getting a women to actually want to be with him." Bobby jested at his old friend. John just flipped him the finger. "There! Now there's the John that I know." Bobby said. "Yeah I don't know either, maybe he's got me under a magic spell, so I can't see what he really looks like." Jessica poked at him. "No, because if I did, I would have control over you and I wouldn't ever let you doubt me like you are now." John shot back and they all laughed.
Just then, outside a shot was heard. "It's past curfew! You were to be in your barrack almost five minutes ago! That's what you get, you filthy mutant." He heard a soldier yell. "Oh no! Another one the damn sentinels and those damn guards took down. After that little girl though..." they heard someone call as they made there way outside. Bobby ran outside followed by John and Jessica. He got out there and came to an immediate halt. He couldn't believe it. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He just stared down at...his brother's face. It was Ronnie.
Bobby dropped down by his brother, who was bleeding heavily from a chest wound. "Ronnie! What are you doing here?" Bobby shouted at him. "I...I've been a mutant all along. When you came back home before...I only freaked out on you because I was jealous of your power...I'm not that cool..." Ronnie said, but he was loosing breath. "Ronnie, why didn't you just tell me before? Now it's to late..." Bobby said, holding his brothers hand. "I'm sorry Bobby. I should've told you. I've never been able to do anything right. I've...always been worthless. Your always gonna be better than me Bobby." Ronnie managed to choke out, but he was fading. "Ronnie no, don't say that. You're not worthless." Bobby tried to console. "Yes I am and I always was. But at least I'm gone now. Not here to bother anyone anymore. Before...before I die, I have to tell him something." Ronnie said, lifting a finger to point to John.
"Him?" Bobby asked, but moved for John anyway. John knelt down. "I... I gotta tell you this and clean my conscience before I...before. Stryker came to me before all this happened. It had been shortly after all the stuff at my house happened, with the fire, cops, and all. I was so mad at mainly you at the time. He came to me and I told him what he needed to know; but on one condition. He had to promise to...promise to make you pay. I told him to kill...you. I didn't know you had a daughter! I didn't know! I didn't know he was going to do that! But, it was my fault and I'm so sorry. I messed everything up for you and your family and I'm so sorry." Ronnie shouted out. John just knelt, mouth open. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. The boy in front of him was responsible for his daughter's death. "I'm sorry." Ronnie said while his eyes closed. "Ronnie!" Bobby grabbed his hand as his brother breathed for the last time. John just stood and stared out into the distance.
Bobby and John now had something in common; they had lost someone dear to them. Both had lost them while they lay at their feet. And the worse fact; this was only the first day.
The end for this chapter. I know this one wasn't as sad as the other, but it was necessary. Please review. Thanks much.
Starting out later that day; it's late at night now, when people are finally starting to realize what is going on, and getting settled in.
Bobby crept between the bundles of people all pushing there way to their barrack. They had been assigned a place and a certain time to be there at night, and it was nearly that time. If they weren't there on time, they were shot. Bobby, as well as the other X-Men, had there own special barrack, and they weren't sent to bed until about an hour after everyone else. Bobby was trying to find his friend. He had seen what had happened earlier and it worried him. He needed to find John and his wife and see how they were. This is the worst thing that he had ever seen in his life and he couldn't imagine how John was feeling right now. But something told him he needed to go talk to him.
*Bobby Flashback, right after Alexis died*
"You see? This is what happens when you disobey William Stryker!" Stryker called to the hysterical crowd. John and his wife just continued to stare at their child. Bobby watched all this happen with tears brimming in his eyes. Stryker seemed so pleased. "Now, I think we understand each other. You will all be assigned a barrack; you will be in that barrack at 7:30 p.m. If anyone is found after that, they will be shot on the spot." Only half of the crowd was really listening; everyone else was crying and staring at the little girl on the floor. With the blood covered, once white, flower still in her hand. They also watched as the now hysterical father began to slowly rise from his shaking wife and lifeless daughter.
Stryker paid John no mind as he turned to his sentinels as told them to divide the crowd into sections and give them barracks. "Why!?!" John finally shouted, loud enough to reverberate off everything in the camp and beyond. Stryker slowly turned to look at him. "Why what?" he asked. Stupid question, Bobby thought to himself. "Why what?! Why what!?! Why is my daughter dead?! Why did you kill her!?! Why will I never see her open her beautiful eyes again? Why will I never see her smile again? Why won't I ever hear her sweet voice again? Why is she gone? Why will I never get to see her senior pictures? Why will I never have to walk her down the isle? Why is she not with me...why did you take her from me? Why why why?!?!" John screamed at him as he broke down into stronger tears.
"Yes, well that's all very well and sweet, what you said Mr. Allerdyce. But you wouldn't have gotten to do any of those things anyway. She was a mutant and they are all worthless. Only people can do those things. I just saved you the trouble. You'll see that by the time I'm done here." Stryker said, totally emotionless. "You emotionless bastard! How can you say that! You just killed a three year old girl!?!?!" He again screamed at Stryker. Stryker was tiring of this man. "Sentinel 109-B, take this man back to him barrack first and make sure he stays there." He said. John didn't move. The sentinel moved forward. "Sentinel 101-C, clean up that piece of trash on the floor. We don't need dirty blood spilled all over from a filthy little thing like that. Burn it." Stryker commanded and that sentinel moved forward. "No!" John and his wife called out when they heard. John ran over and grabbed his daughter. "Please, don't do this." John begged Stryker. "No, Mr. Allerdyce. I'm afraid that is what I want done and I'm in charge here." Then, a long silver cord rapped around John and pulled him up into the air. "No!" he screamed, fighting it, trying to get back to his wife and daughter. Then the sentinel hit him across his face hard enough to knock him unconscious; he held on for only a few more seconds. "Alexis..." he managed to get out before passing out. His wife screamed when the sentinel tried to pull her daughter from her. "No, please don't take her from me. Please, not my Alexis, please!" she begged and wept. But they brushed her off and took Alexis.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce you to Auschwitz of the new century. I also introduce you to the Auschwitz crematorium." He pointed to the building where the sentinel was taking Alexis. "Or, as we call it, Hells' Fire." Stryker said, and the audience gasped. They watched a minute later and smoke began to billow up from the building; when Alexis's mother saw this, she began to scream again. Stryker signaled his sentinels and they circled the people. "Mutants; welcome to Hell."
*End flashback*
Bobby wiped the tears from his face as he trudged along. He had finally reached the barrack where John and his wife were. He slowly opened the door and gagged at the sight. There were hundreds of people in a very small area. Children were crying with there mothers, and there fathers as well. He made his way to the small area, then extra room, in the back where they were keeping John. He pulled open the small drape over it and had just taken a step inside when he was met by John's wife.
"What do you want? If your just another to say, "oh I'm sorry about your daughter, I don't wanna hear it right now, thanks for the thought, but just leave us alone." She told him, and began to turn around. "Actually, I used to be John's best friend, so I thought I'd come and see how he was doing." Bobby said. "Oh! Oh, you're not Bobby by any chance are you?" she asked him. He nodded yes. "Oh! He's talked about you a lot before. I know who you are then. I'm sorry about what I said to you a minute ago. I think you can see that I'm not doing well and I don't need people to come here and make it worse." She said, wiping tears off her face. "Oh, no I understand, though I am sure I could never understand what you're going through. I am so sorry about all this. That was the worse thing that I've ever seen. Stryker is a heartless man." Bobby said. "No, he a heartless beast. He's worse than any man. Thank you though. I don't know what I'm going to do, I can't get over this."
"No, you can't, and you never will. The only thing you can do is work with John and, well, get better I guess." He offered, though it sounded stupid. "What would you do?" she asked him. "I would cry, a lot. Other than that, I would be so lost I couldn't even tell which way was up." He said, and she almost smiled. "Well, I've never properly introduced myself. My name is Jessica, and I wish I could have met you under better circumstances." She said offering her hand. Bobby took it and tried to smile, but couldn't while looking at her face; it was so close to again breaking into tears that she could hardly contain it. "It was nice to meet you too. You know, if you..." Bobby started but he was cut off when she grabbed her arms around him and began crying into his shoulder. Bobby didn't know what to do, so he just put his arm around her. "It's okay...well actually I shouldn't say that, it's far from okay. It's wrong. It's so wrong that I can't even face it." Bobby said near tears himself.
John sat up suddenly, and rubbed his head. That was quite possibly the worse dream he had ever had, he told himself. He had "dreamt" that he and his wife and child had been kidnapped and brought to this death camp like set up. And worse of all, his child had died. He shook it off and opened his eyes. He gasped as he looked around where he was. Suddenly images started rushing at him; he could see his daughter, lying on the ground with a single white flower in her hand. He could see Bobby up on stage, standing by Rogue. His eyes began watering as he realized that it hadn't been a dream. He managed to get up and walk over to the other side of the wall. He saw his wife there; she was clinging to some guy and even under these circumstances, he wanted an explanation. He was a very protective guy; over his wife and once over his daughter.
As he got closer he saw that it was his old friend Bobby Drake, the one who had been standing...standing up by Stryker, along with all of the other X-Men. What was that all about he wondered? He walked up to them and Bobby saw him first. He let go of Jessica. She looked at him then turned and saw John there; she ran over and threw her arms around him. He wrapped his arms around her back. She began crying again. He just held her there. "So Iceballs, haven't seen you in a long time." John said, bringing up an old nickname he had used to call Bobby. Bobby finally smiled at that. He really had missed John. He had always wondered why John had left and became only Pyro. Then eventually he wasn't there when they battled Magneto and the other bad guys. They had kind of wondered where he had disappeared to, but now they all saw that he had stopped to get married.
"John, it's been so long sense I've seen you; at least and not had to fight you. It's nice." Bobby said, and John nodded in agreement. "I would never have ever guessed that the next time that I would be seeing you, it would be with a wife." Bobby said. "Oh? And why not?" Jessica finally joined in jokingly, wiping tears from her face. "Oh, you know. Just because he's always been so horrible and ugly, and I could just never ever see him ever getting a women to actually want to be with him." Bobby jested at his old friend. John just flipped him the finger. "There! Now there's the John that I know." Bobby said. "Yeah I don't know either, maybe he's got me under a magic spell, so I can't see what he really looks like." Jessica poked at him. "No, because if I did, I would have control over you and I wouldn't ever let you doubt me like you are now." John shot back and they all laughed.
Just then, outside a shot was heard. "It's past curfew! You were to be in your barrack almost five minutes ago! That's what you get, you filthy mutant." He heard a soldier yell. "Oh no! Another one the damn sentinels and those damn guards took down. After that little girl though..." they heard someone call as they made there way outside. Bobby ran outside followed by John and Jessica. He got out there and came to an immediate halt. He couldn't believe it. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He just stared down at...his brother's face. It was Ronnie.
Bobby dropped down by his brother, who was bleeding heavily from a chest wound. "Ronnie! What are you doing here?" Bobby shouted at him. "I...I've been a mutant all along. When you came back home before...I only freaked out on you because I was jealous of your power...I'm not that cool..." Ronnie said, but he was loosing breath. "Ronnie, why didn't you just tell me before? Now it's to late..." Bobby said, holding his brothers hand. "I'm sorry Bobby. I should've told you. I've never been able to do anything right. I've...always been worthless. Your always gonna be better than me Bobby." Ronnie managed to choke out, but he was fading. "Ronnie no, don't say that. You're not worthless." Bobby tried to console. "Yes I am and I always was. But at least I'm gone now. Not here to bother anyone anymore. Before...before I die, I have to tell him something." Ronnie said, lifting a finger to point to John.
"Him?" Bobby asked, but moved for John anyway. John knelt down. "I... I gotta tell you this and clean my conscience before I...before. Stryker came to me before all this happened. It had been shortly after all the stuff at my house happened, with the fire, cops, and all. I was so mad at mainly you at the time. He came to me and I told him what he needed to know; but on one condition. He had to promise to...promise to make you pay. I told him to kill...you. I didn't know you had a daughter! I didn't know! I didn't know he was going to do that! But, it was my fault and I'm so sorry. I messed everything up for you and your family and I'm so sorry." Ronnie shouted out. John just knelt, mouth open. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. The boy in front of him was responsible for his daughter's death. "I'm sorry." Ronnie said while his eyes closed. "Ronnie!" Bobby grabbed his hand as his brother breathed for the last time. John just stood and stared out into the distance.
Bobby and John now had something in common; they had lost someone dear to them. Both had lost them while they lay at their feet. And the worse fact; this was only the first day.
The end for this chapter. I know this one wasn't as sad as the other, but it was necessary. Please review. Thanks much.