Oh since I didn't put this in my last two chapters I would like to say I do not own Static Shock nor do I own the characters of Static Shock. The only character in this story that I own is Pyre.

Reviews please. I want to know how everyone likes this story and if it's worth continuing.

By the way this one contains a little harsher language in it.

On to the story

And I want to be strong

Cause I want you in my life

Feels like I'm floating through open air

You're flame seeping though me -"Falling" Balligomingo

"I'm going to kill you Francis!" a shriek came from inside of the shack in the junk yard shortly followed by a loud crash. "I can't believe you. After all those times I helped you and pulled you up. You push me down and dig my hole deeper. MY HOLE! I don't give a fuck how deep you dig your hole. BUT NOW YOU'RE DIGGING MINE! How dare you," Pyre yelled her hands, eyebrows and hair ignited. Pyre had knocked Ebon out as soon as they had arrived at the shack and she now had Hotstreak cornered.

"I was trying to help you Pyre. You're going to wake all of Dakota city and then we'll all be back in jail for an even longer amount of time," Hotstreak said as he ignited one of his hands and slowly began to rise.

"HELP ME! HELP ME!" she sighed angrily, "You know I don't know what to do with you Francis. You're not even worth being an enemy any more." With that Pyre launched a fireball at Francis's chest and stormed out of the shack making sure she slammed the door as hard as she could when she exited.

Francis winced as the door slammed shut and let his own fire fizzle out. He straightened himself and wiped off the ashes on his shirt as he began heading towards the door….maybe I should give her some time to cool off, but if she doesn't think I'm worth even being an enemy…maybe she won't hurt me if I go now. He opened the door and headed out into the moonlit junk yard. He looked around but saw no sign of Pyre or her flames, "Pyre…."

Pyre brushed a strand of hair out of her face and unlocked the door to her old home. Surprising she still knew how to find it and that she still had the key. The apartment had been abandoned years before but it was never torn down so she always went there before a big fight, or when something in her family had gone wrong, or just to think. She thought about a lot of different things there….mostly her family. She had had a troubled childhood. Her father and older brother had died when she was 10; six years ago today she said silently. Her mother had remarried and shortly afterwards she died herself from cancer. So she lived with her stepfather, but he was a cruel man and he abused her often. One night she just stopped going home, that's when one of Dakota's gangs took her in. They protected her and gave her a home; in return she gave them support in fights. Then the big bang happened and well here she was, back where she started before her family died.

She stepped inside and as she did a rush of memories, good times and the loving family attacked her. It was painful to the point that tears began to form in her eyes. She wiped them away quickly and wondered through the apartment and to her old room. She tilted her head a little and sighed, tracing the designs she had painted on the wall when she was ten…they're still here, maybe a little old and faded out but they're here….she followed every design from it's faded shadows to it's highlights, her family members all of them danced on the wall silently to the music that no longer played. She sat down in a corner of the room and placed her head on her knees, music playing through her head.

"Pyre….I thought I might find you here…," a male voice said as he entered the room. Pyre opened her eyes….I must've fallen asleep. Damn that wasn't supposed to happen….She looked up and said groggily, "Francis, how'd you know I was here?" He stepped closer to her relieved that she had cooled off a bit, "I spoke to some of your old….friends. They said I might find you here…." Pyre smirked and rolled her eyes, "Why are you followin-" "I'm sorry about earlier. But I couldn't leave you," he cut her off, "I just couldn't….Pyre there is something I need to tell you."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA fear the cliff hanger of DOOM. Yes I'm torturing you all on purpose. Why? Because I can :x Stay tuned for the next chapter. Review me pleasums.