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Pyro awoke to someone brushing his hair. It was calming. Soothing.
Amara.
He smiled at the mere thought of her name.
Then, he hurt. Everywhere.
He couldn't suppress a groan as he felt the pounding in his head worsen.
"John? You awake?" Amara asked timidly, as if afraid she'd break him if she talked too loud.
"Yeah. You alright Shelia?" He asked, rubbing his temples in an attempt to ward of the insistant headache.
"Yeah. Just waiting..."
John groaned as he remembered; Rogue and Remy would rescue them. Hopefully.
With Amara's power drained and his lighter gone, they where powerless.
Looking around the metal cellar he felt the cold almost seeping into hs bones. He had just gotten over a cold. Why now?
He coughed, slightly, trying to cover it up.
"Are you ok?" Amara asked urgently, resting her small hand on his forehead.
"Don't be worryin' shelia." He said, smiling weakly. "It'll all be better soon."
And with that he felt his eyes close and his consiousness flee.
Rogue pressed herself along the building with Remy, slowing her caotic breathing down.
"Theres a door up there." She whispered, pointing to a two story high window above them.
Remy sighed and chewed his lip thoughtfully.
Then, he smiled.
"Chere t'ink she could fly again?" Remy asked hopefully.
Rogue looked up at the window again. "We'll never know until we try." She smiled but inside she felt her stomach twist; she didn't have that much control yet, what if she fell?
Closing her eyes she focused on the barred window. Grabbing Remy's hand she felt them float slowly off the ground.
She almost opened her eyes, but closed them again tightly as they fell a few inches. This required her total consentration.
She kept remembering the window... almost there...
Finally, she felt Remy's arms tighten around her waist as they where put slowly down on the sill of the window.
She opened her eyes. "I did it!" She whispered excitiedly.
Remy smiled, then looked inside.
Amara was on the cold metal floor, Pyro's head in her lap, and from the looks of it he wasn't consious.
"Remy, sugar, how are we gonna get in?" She whispered, fear grabbing at her.
Before she even finished her question, he grabbed two of the closet bar and they began to glow.
"Watch out 'chere." He warned. She ducked behind him, careful not to fall off the sill.
There was a small explosion, and the feeling of tiny pieces of metal showering them both.
"Rogue. We're in."
Remy jumped down and landed on his feet steadily, nodding for Rogue to come down also.
Amara looked up, relief flooding her features.
"Thank goodness! I thought you'd never find us!" Amara exclaimed, sitting up stiffly in the chains that bound her to the wall.
Remy carefully disenagrated them and then turned his attention to Pyro.
"Whats the matter wit' him?" He asked, picking him up.
"I dunno. He just... passed out." She said.
Remy frowned; he didn't like the way the heat seemed to radiate off of Pyro's shivering body.
"Lets get out of here."
Amara nodded and Rogue grabbed her arm to help her to walk.
Then suddenly, the door swung open and in came Magneto.
"I've been waiting for you two." He said smiling.
"Yeah, me too." Came a voice behind him.
Pietro.
TBC
hhehhee.... cliffies. Tell me what you think! Thanks to my editor JayGoose!! You rawk!!
Pyro awoke to someone brushing his hair. It was calming. Soothing.
Amara.
He smiled at the mere thought of her name.
Then, he hurt. Everywhere.
He couldn't suppress a groan as he felt the pounding in his head worsen.
"John? You awake?" Amara asked timidly, as if afraid she'd break him if she talked too loud.
"Yeah. You alright Shelia?" He asked, rubbing his temples in an attempt to ward of the insistant headache.
"Yeah. Just waiting..."
John groaned as he remembered; Rogue and Remy would rescue them. Hopefully.
With Amara's power drained and his lighter gone, they where powerless.
Looking around the metal cellar he felt the cold almost seeping into hs bones. He had just gotten over a cold. Why now?
He coughed, slightly, trying to cover it up.
"Are you ok?" Amara asked urgently, resting her small hand on his forehead.
"Don't be worryin' shelia." He said, smiling weakly. "It'll all be better soon."
And with that he felt his eyes close and his consiousness flee.
Rogue pressed herself along the building with Remy, slowing her caotic breathing down.
"Theres a door up there." She whispered, pointing to a two story high window above them.
Remy sighed and chewed his lip thoughtfully.
Then, he smiled.
"Chere t'ink she could fly again?" Remy asked hopefully.
Rogue looked up at the window again. "We'll never know until we try." She smiled but inside she felt her stomach twist; she didn't have that much control yet, what if she fell?
Closing her eyes she focused on the barred window. Grabbing Remy's hand she felt them float slowly off the ground.
She almost opened her eyes, but closed them again tightly as they fell a few inches. This required her total consentration.
She kept remembering the window... almost there...
Finally, she felt Remy's arms tighten around her waist as they where put slowly down on the sill of the window.
She opened her eyes. "I did it!" She whispered excitiedly.
Remy smiled, then looked inside.
Amara was on the cold metal floor, Pyro's head in her lap, and from the looks of it he wasn't consious.
"Remy, sugar, how are we gonna get in?" She whispered, fear grabbing at her.
Before she even finished her question, he grabbed two of the closet bar and they began to glow.
"Watch out 'chere." He warned. She ducked behind him, careful not to fall off the sill.
There was a small explosion, and the feeling of tiny pieces of metal showering them both.
"Rogue. We're in."
Remy jumped down and landed on his feet steadily, nodding for Rogue to come down also.
Amara looked up, relief flooding her features.
"Thank goodness! I thought you'd never find us!" Amara exclaimed, sitting up stiffly in the chains that bound her to the wall.
Remy carefully disenagrated them and then turned his attention to Pyro.
"Whats the matter wit' him?" He asked, picking him up.
"I dunno. He just... passed out." She said.
Remy frowned; he didn't like the way the heat seemed to radiate off of Pyro's shivering body.
"Lets get out of here."
Amara nodded and Rogue grabbed her arm to help her to walk.
Then suddenly, the door swung open and in came Magneto.
"I've been waiting for you two." He said smiling.
"Yeah, me too." Came a voice behind him.
Pietro.
TBC
hhehhee.... cliffies. Tell me what you think! Thanks to my editor JayGoose!! You rawk!!
