Hotstreak sat leaning against the wall of his cell. He was sleeping and strangely he was smiling in his sleep. Hotstreak looked like he was created by an angel. His red and blonde hair vibrant against the backdrop of gloom, it was a calming scene that was interrupted by footsteps and the common sound of the guards telling another bang baby to keep moving.
Hotstreak opened his eyes irritated that he had been woken from his dream. His mouth dropped open; the bang baby the guards were escorting was not foreign to him. She had hair just like his. Red and blonde spiked back, the only difference was the four strands hanging down in front of her face. She shared the same eyes that were delicately placed on her pale pink tinted skin. Her porcelain red painted lips were full and looked as if they were carved by angels. Not only did he know her, he had also fought her. She shared the same powers he did. The power of creating, controlling and manipulating fire; only she was stronger. Everything he had thrown at her she threw back two times as strong. Her name was Pyre and she had disappeared shortly after they had battled.The guards placed her in her cell; right next to his and removed her restraints.
"Pyre…" before he had thought about it he had said her name….and he sounded like a scared child. As soon as the guards left Pyre walked towards the bars separating her and Hotstreak's cell.
"Hello Francis" she said coolly watching him and waiting for the eye twitch that always followed his birth name. She smiled as his eye twitched and spoke in an icy tone that could chill even her fire, "It's been a while…Francis…I missed beating on you."
He looked at her and before he knew it he asked "Where were you Pyre?" Saying her name gave him chills up and down his spine…wait was that her name or was it her nickname, like Hotstreak was his. He couldn't remember….had he ever even bothered to ask her…no…he hadn't, she was just an enemy to him….an enemy he felt himself drawn to and strangely attracted to.
"Me?" she responded "…Dunno…I blacked out shortly after our battle and woke up chained to a metal table in some lab." She brushed two of the strands in her face back and casually removed her jacket revealing a shimmering red tank top that accented the curve of her body.
She turned to walk to her bed without realizing what she was revealing to Hotstreak. He gasped silently as he looked at her back. Her beautiful porcelain skin was tainted with burns and welts. She must've attempted to escape using her powers…and from the looks of it…she failed several times before she finally succeeded.
Pyre sat down on her bed and looked at him…"it doesn't matter where I was anymore. It's gone now" she said quietly. She then laid herself down her face against the wall and her head close to the bars between their cells.
Hotstreak looked at her and smiled…giving away the hidden part of him…the part that was gentle and kind. He sat back down on his bed and spoke to her, "It's…it's nice to see you again." He looked at her and waited for a response. "Pyre…" he said her name once more and then reached his hand through the bar and stroked her hair lightly realizing she had fallen asleep. Before he realized what he was doing he took her hand, brought through the bars. To his lips and kissed it gently. He then replaced it on her pillow and watched her sleep.
"So Hotstreak does have a weakness" a cold and dark voice startled him and he looked toward the source realizing the mistake he had made.
"What do you want Ebon" he replied in an equally cold manner. Ebon chuckled "I think I've found our way out of here. These cells were made to contain us by suppressing our individual energy and power signals. If we create a totally new energy signal we can bust out of here." Hotstreak looked at Pyre and then back at Ebon. "Pyre shares the same powers as you, does she not? I'd assume she does since the two of you look so similar and from what I've heard on the streets. Beaten by a girl."
Hotstreak paused, glared at Ebon and then glanced at Pyre. Hesitantly he replied, "Yes…if I understand what you're saying you want Pyre and I to combine our powers to create a new energy signal that can bust the bars."
"We attempt at midnight…..if you question me…I will kill her."
