(Sorry it took so long to update. For some odd reason, while I was able to write other things, I had writers block on this)
He ripped the door off the hinges, while the Acoloytes watched in silence. Rage and grief had combined into one gigantic weight on his heart. A shotgun blast hit him, then another. He grinned and ran inside.
"What are you?!" asked the man with a scraggily beard as he backed into a corner.
"I'm Joanna's love! She accepted me for all I was!" Pyro screamed as he started slamming the man over and over into the wall. "You shot her! You took her from me! I want the rest of the bastards!" Then he paused as the crow flew in and landed on his shoulder. He looked down at the semi-conscious person. Then he grinned, "Oooh... flappy says I can open the door to your mind." And placed his hands on the man's head.
Images slammed into him as he screamed. He saw not only Joanna, but the others as well. His anger grew. Then he saw Carlos's friends. "Ah, so that's where they are." He cackled as he imbedded Carlos deep into the wall, and set him and it on fire. Then he walked out with the acoloytes in tow. The body was rimmed by the form of a crow in flames. It took several hours for the house to burn down despite efforts of the fire department. Nothing else was touched by the flames.
Randall had just taken his girlfriend home, and was speeding through downtown toward Carlos. As he neared, firetrucks were passing him. When he got there, he gawked at the flames. As he stood behind the crowd and watched, a crow flew cawing over his head.
Two of the police on the scene, turned and drew their weapons when they heard the scream. All they saw was a black Porsche with racing stripes on either side. Whoever had screamed was gone. They looked at each other and started walking slowly toward the alleyway nearby. Upon entering, the sight that came into focus caused a lot of retching.
The morgue had a field day that night trying to clean up the parts. The police meanwhile, sifted through different spots in the alley. They hoped to find a clue as to how the killer had killed someone that fast, then arranged the blood and body pieces in the form of a bird with wings spread wide. One officer said it looked like a crow. However, nobody paid attention to him as he was a rookie.
"Two more mates, then I can rest."
Sabertooth had actually been sickened slightly by what Pyro had done to the last one. It was a surprise to him.
Gambit shuffled his cards to hide his nervousness.
Colossus was stoic as ever.
Magneto was wondering why Charles hadn't interfered yet. Then he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Looking up, he stopped and stared with his mouth wide open. Logan was flying through the air, snarling all the way as he flailed his limbs.
Xavier stared at the hole in the ceiling, as the fight continued. Skull Cowboy glanced over as he backhanded Beast out the window and into the pool. "Don't worry, he won't die. It'll just take him a few hours to dig his claws out of the torch."