A/N: I know I'm extremely hated right now, but please forgive me. Let me explain my soul before you guys try and snatch it! LOL! While writing my X-men: Evolution ffics, I became another mindless victim to the anime Inuyasha and have been working on two stories I wrote about that…and sorta neglected my other stories. I haven't forgotten about them though.

Now, I have a separate notice. Everyone who likes my stories should direct all the love towards the two latest reviewers, Kittyfan, for actually reviewing my story after so long, and Skylark, for awakening my courage to dig up this storyThanks you guys!

Chapter 4:

LAST CHAPTER: "What the hell? Are you crazy?!" Amara shouted in John's face, that was just inches away from her own. Pyro grinned and leaned in close to her ear.

"Whoiy, yes, as a matter o' fact I am. In fact... I'm insane." he whispered softly.

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Amara couldn't breath. She was utterly shell-shocked at St. John's closeness. 'What do I do? Is he…one of those crazy mutant rapist? Oh my god! He's gonna kill me!' Questions raced through Amara's mind like a freight train.

"Wot's the matta' luv," St. John whispered huskily. "Can't move?" St. John smirked as he nuzzled her neck. Amara gasped.

"W-what are you d-doing?" she whimpered. St. John merely chuckled. "You smell noice, Amara. Loike…," he inhaled, "…burnin' roses." Amara could feel St. John's powers slipping. She assumed that he was losing concentration. Big mistake.

"And you smell like shit in a can!" Amara pushed St. John off of her small frame. He stumbled but regained his footing quickly.

"Aww, ya wound meh, sheila. Didn't ya motha teach ya not ta play wit' fiare?:" Amara snorted.

"Apparently yours didn't! Maybe I will instead!" Amara, having shifted back to her normal state after pushing St. John off of her, changed back and concentrated deeply.

Before he could react, Amara closed her eyes, while the ground around her rocked violently. Large cracks formed in the dirt and St. John could hear the trees reacting to Amara's power: a miniature, but very powerful earthquake.

Alroight, Alroight, luv, don't be so—whoa, bloody 'ell!" St. John leaped out of the way as a medium sized tree almost fell on top of him.

"Leave me alone!" Amara shouted. She was starting to develop a migraine and wasn't too sure how much longer she could keep up her current actions.

"Alroight, I'll leave ya alone… for now." St. John's grin was growing mischievous, and Amara physically had to restrain herself from remembering how good he looked.

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"Where the hell is Amara?" Jubilee asked. She and Tabitha had been searching for Amara since she ran off. They had found no trace of her, and even Tabby was getting worried, even though she wouldn't openly admit it.

"Aw don't worry about it. I'm sure she's fine." Tabby said with a wave of her hand. But even then, Jubilee, with a roll of her eyes, could hear the slight tremble of fear that rocked through Tabby's voice.

"Well that doesn't make me any less wo—whoa!" Jubilee cried as she tumbled to the ground. The ground was convulsing greatly, and Tabby stumbled and fell to her knees.

"Unless Avalanche is nearby, I think we just found her!" Tabby shouted over the noise of cracking earth. Jubilee quickly scrambled to her feet and ran toward a denser part of the forest, urging Tabby to follow.

"C'mon, Tabby! I think she's this way!" she cried. Tabby nodded and followed Jubilee through the trees.

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A/N: EXTREMELY short chapter! My computer, for some reason won't work right, so this was all I could get out. SORRY!