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Review answers:

Loneraven – I'm glad you liked the chapter, my friend. Don't worry about the boys they will be up and running in no time. To know the answer to your question read the chapter you must. Sorry I'm brothers made me sit thro a Star Wars marathon. Well… I hope you enjoy and think I updated soon enough.

Tigerlilly1234 - The one doing the whispering and screaming was Remy. Yeah both Pyro and Remy were beaten up badly. I just made up Pyro's past because there isn't a lot of information about him. LOL hope you had luck with the trapping Pyro thing and please do remember to share the goodness. Enjoy the chapter and please review.

Flames101 – Thank you, I hope you like this chapter too. Yeah I remember that episode; in fact I based that scene on it. Don't worry; Remy will be fine… eventually. No worries, it's my gold that people like the chapter and understand what it's being said.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Flashback

Now that that is over with read and enjoy this chapter. I hope you like it.

Chapter 8 – Kevin no more

Kevin had been passing back and forth in his motel room. As the days activities started to wait on him, he decided to take a shower.

'What did I do to that guy? I need to sleep. Tomorrow everything will be clearer.' Kevin thought as he felt the hot water hitting his body. However, his mind still kept drifting back to what he had done. He remembered the look of desperation, terror and pain on the other boys face.

As he got out of the shower Kevin dried himself and put on some black boxers and black sleeping pants. He got into bed, and attempted to sleep.

Following Day

As soon as Kevin got up, he felt miserable. He had a terrible night. He kept dreaming about the people that he had fought in the previous day. He didn't mean to hurt them so bad, it had been an accident. He had let this happen before. He had gone overboard. He didn't mean to, he just was so angry and scared.

He was in the room Charles had built for him. It was the only way to stay alive. However, it bothered him to accept anything and everything that came from Charles. He told his mother this and she became angry.

"Charles worked very hard to help you! How can you be so ungrateful!" Moira yelled. Anger dripped with each word she spoke.

"He ruined everything for me. I hate him and I wish he was…" Kevin began. He was interrupted by his mother's warm hand colliding with his cheek.

It was the first and last time Moira slapped her son. Partly because she didn't believe in spanking, but mostly because of what happened next. Not only the entire room but the entire building started to twist. Holes appeared on the walls, ceilings began to undulate, furniture was shapeless and her mother's friend Sean was as if he had no bones. Kevin was ashamed of letting his powers out of control, but he was even more ashamed of admitting that he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the destruction he could cause, and to know that he was unstoppable. As he calmed down everything returned to normal, everything but Kevin. It was then that he understood that even though Xavier was supposed to be the most powerful psychic in the world, he could beat him.

Kevin decided to go eat something and figure out what his next move would be. He changed into a pair of black baggy pants, black training shoes and a dark red t-shirt. He grabbed the files he had stolen the previous day, and went to the coffee shop in front of the motel. It was a cyber café.

When he entered the building, he ordered a coffee and some toast. He sat at a table near by the computers, and looked through the files. He started with the X-men.

"Scott Summers aka Cyclops, the leader and his powers are optic blasts. Jean Grey, second in command, and she is a telekinetic and telepath. Hah… finally it makes sense now, Kurt Wagner aka Nightcrawler, he's powers are teleportation, acrobatic prowess and prehensile tail, he uses a holographic watch. Anna Marie Adler aka Rogue, power and memory absorption by skin to skin contact. Katherine Pryde aka Shadowcat, corporal intangibility… she can walk through walls. Ray Crisp aka Berzerker, he can generate pulsing bolts of electrical energy. Samuel Guthrie aka Cannonball, expels thermo-chemical energy that propels him with extreme force… humn, that is… useful, I suppose. Bobby Drake aka Iceman, can project intense cold and turn moisture in the air to ice. Amara Aquilla aka Magma, she can project waves of heat and turn herself into fire. Jamie Madrox aka Multiple, he can create temporary duplicates of himself, and Roberto Da Costa aka Sunspot, he can absorb solar energy and use it as physical strength." Kevin read silently.

'These are Charles students. It says here the staff is constituted by four mutants.' He thought as he looked at the four remaining files.

One was an African woman on her late thirties, Kevin looked intensely at the picture, the woman had deep blue eyes and long white hair. As he looked at the file he saw her name, Ororo Monroe aka Storm. He also looked at her power's description, weather manipulation. He had no doubt she had full control over it. She would be a powerful adversary. Another was a short man, but he was intimidating looking, but Kevin relaxed as he saw that he was no more powerful than the cat or the girl back at the Acolytes base. They shared the same powers. He would easy to defeat. There was also a blue furred man. His name was Hank McCoy, and his code name was Beast. He could see the logic in that but still the man appeared to be very gentle even caring. He once again looked at the power description and saw that they were agility and strength. Lastly, there was the man he knew all too well and hated. Charles Xavier, The man who was considered the most powerful telepath. Kevin couldn't help to smirk, he knew that Xavier was only number two. He was much more powerful than him, but he had something that Kevin didn't; experience. The old man knew how to control his power better than most. It was then, that with a smirk, he looked at the remaining files.

"Fred Dukes aka Blob, invulnerability due to the several layers of fat. Todd Tolansky aka Toad, he has powerful leg muscles, a prehensile tongue and spit spray. The question wasn't way they used to lose, the question is way are they winning the x-men now. They have such lame powers and they are less in number." Kevin said to himself with a frown "Raven Darkholme aka Mystique, shape-shifting powers. Lance Alvers aka Avalanche, the power of geological manipulation. Pietro Maximoff aka Quicksilver, super-speed. Tabitha Smith aka Boom Boom, she can create bombs maid of energy. Wanda Maximoff aka Scarlet Witch, she has hexing powers, she also posses the ability to alter probabilities."

Kevin read the last part with a smirk as he thought 'Now we are talking.'

Kevin looked at the machine in front of his, it had been so long since he had used one and they definitely looked different than what he remembered. Curiosity took over him momentarily. He decided to go online and check a few things out. Silly stuff like mythology was something he always found interesting. His mother made him study the Greek, Roman and Egyptian civilizations. She had told him that even though he couldn't go to school at the moment, he still needed to learn.

Kevin laughed as he encountered a site about vampires, demons and other mystical beings. A familiar name on the top of the page caught his eye. Pyro, it said that Pyro was the prince of the falsity demons. He shook his head hoping that this was not where Pyro had taken the idea of his code name. Kevin doubted it. The boy wasn't even smart enough to hide his attraction to the Scarlet Witch.

He was fascinated by an incredible site he had found. He read everything on it. There were truly fascinating things about the ancient gods. It was then that he saw… his destiny… he saw… himself. His name was in big red letter. He was the God of the sea, and like the sea he could give life or take life away. He could be anything and everyone, he was Proteus.

At the Acolytes base

St. John Allerdyce always thought of himself as a positive person. Sure life had thrown a few curve balls at him but he always managed to survive and keep his integrity intact. This time was different. He had to admit that the guy, who attacked them, had seriously scared him. Pyro had lost battles before but he never had felt like a victim. Yesterday, for the very first time, he had the displeasure of knowing how it felt to be one, to be helpless, to be powerless.

John opened his eyes half expecting to encounter his attacker, and was quite happy when he was no where to be seen. He then looked around, trying to identify his location. As soon as his eyes stared at the walls he identified it. He was in his own room and, as ridiculous as it may sound, he felt safe. He then looked down at himself, just to make sure he was in one piece. He had seen what he did to Remy. John shuddered at that memory. It would be forever burned into his mind. John yawned and started out stretch out his arms and legs. As he stretched, he noticed that his hands and wrists wrapped in bandages but other than that all was well.

As John was about to get up and check on the others his door opened. It was weird but in that quarter of a second that took the door to open completely. John imagined and dismissed millions of thoughts involving him and the intruder. He imagined that he had never left and was there to kill him, but then how would the bandages have got on his hands? Then he imagined that he had come back for him personally since he was the last of the Acolytes to hit the ground, but wouldn't he have heard the rest of the guys fight him? He had millions of thoughts like these poisoning his mind. John looked down at his hands, then at one of his lighters that was by the bed table. He looked back at the door. This was it. He was dead.

"Bonjour mon ami." 1 Remy said smiling as he walked in carrying a tray.

"Hey mate! How are you?" John asked as he finally released that breath that he had been holding.

"Bien." 2 Remy replied, looking down at the tray he was carrying.

Remy walked until he was at the side of the bed and carefully he set the tray down on John's lap.

"Ok! Remy brought you the breakfast of champions. Corn Flakes!" Remy said with a smile, but it wasn't his usual smile and John knew it.

"Remy how are you mate? Really? Don't say you are fine because you're not. I know you too well to believe that crap." John stated, obviously hurried.

"Remy be afraid." Remy whispered, as he developed a fascination for the Corn Flakes.

"Of dieing?" John questioned as he looked at his friend. He seemed different, not physically but it was as if he had lost that spark, that flash that only he possessed.

"Oui. But not only that." Remy answered still looking at the cereal filed bowl.

"What else?" John asked, already knowing the answer. He was going through the same thing as Remy.

"Of not seeing mes ami, mon famile et mon chere ever again." 3 Remy answered this time his red on black eyes were looking straight into John's blue ones. "And of never being able to tell her how I feel about her."

"And of never being able to do the things I want to do with her, like going for long walks on the beach, having long making out sessions, letting her know how much I love her and other corny stuff like that." John finished.

"Oui." Remy said smiling.

He then picked up the cereal filled spoon and started to do what he had came in here for, feed John.

"How are they? X, Piotr and Fluffy?" John asked once he had finished his breakfast.

"Well you know Sabertooth, a few minutes after the guy left he was up and groaning. X is ready to kick some ass. And Piotr has a bruise on his back and a bump in his head, nothing much. So, to some it up, you were the one who got it worst." Remy said with a cheap imitation of his usual smile.

'Somehow I doubt that.' John thought as he tried to smile his own usual smile.

In Magneto's office

Magneto had spent the whole night in his office, reviewing his security tapes. He had strategically placed high tec cameras all over the base, for security reasons. They were there in case someone tried to break in and if by any chance one of his lackeys decided to leak information to the other side.

Magneto had first checked the camera on his office since Sabertooth had informed him that the boy had left with some papers. He observed as the boy crept in, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one had seen him. He then directed himself to the computer, switched it on and checked some files. Obviously they were not what he was looking for so he promptly turned them off and moved on to the next. He then observed as he took his time with a specific file, Magneto zoomed in and saw as he printed all the x-men files.

'So you are definitely not a X-man, but you have some interest in them.' Magneto thought with curiosity.

Magneto then observed as the boy looked at the Brotherhood's files and again he printed them. Then the boy seemed to have stumbled upon the videos he had on his henchmen, after watching them carefully, the boy made his way out of the office.

Then Magneto changed to the camera that he had on the hallway.

It was amazing to see how the boy disposed of Creed; he was indeed a powerful psychic. Then Magnus changed to the camera he had on the stairwell, it showed once more the intruder disposing of a member of his team, X-23, this time the blow had been obviously stronger then before. Magneto switched on the four cameras he had on the living room, so he could see from four different angles. He saw Colossus being defeated. The Russian had held on longer than his other team-mates.

Then there was what he wanted to see, the stranger against Gambit and Pyro. He knew that these two had taken more of a beating than the others.

Magneto checked and rechecked if there was something wrong with his computer system, it seemed fine but he still couldn't believe what he was seeing. He witnessed the boy lift his right harm and then Gambit was about half a meter above the ground. His body was like glue or another kind of liquid. It was as much amazing as it was frightening.

Magneto then noticed as the stranger manipulated Pyro's creations against their master. It was an amazing accomplishment. He wasn't aware that there was anyone able to manipulate fire better then Pyro.

The entire incident had stunned him. He didn't know such a young person could have such a tremendous power, after all, the boy couldn't be any older that his own children. He was not only a powerful psychic, maybe even more powerful than Charles, but he appeared to have some control over all kinds of matter as well.

Magneto now had an important decision to make. Should he try and recruit the boy and teach him how to control his amazing powers? However, he knew if he did he risked not only insubordination from his part, and attitude form the others. Yes there was no doubt that this boy, if not now, soon when he learned to control his power completely would be able to murder anyone very easily.

In Scotland

"I'm so glad you are here Charles." Moira said with a smile as she hugged her long time friend.

"You said that was something wrong with Kevin on the phone." Professor Charles Xavier said as he looked at the terrified face of the woman he loved.

"Yes. He ran away." Moira said as she looked at her feet.

The professor placed one of his hands over one of hers and gave her a slight squeeze. He had done something similar when Kevin's powers had emerged. She had been worried out of her mind, like now, and like all those years ago, it calmed her down.

"Here, follow me, I will show you what happened." Moira said as she walked towards her research centre.

Once there, Moira had played the tape of the day Kevin had ran away. Ororo had made a comment on how Kevin had grown up to be a very good looking man and how smart he was. Moira had smiled brightly at her, but that was only for a moment since she knew what was to come. The saddest event on her life so far, her son's fleeing.

At brotherhood's house

Kevin was at the door of the address he had gotten from the school files. It was time to practice. If he hopped to kill Charles he had to do better than he had done on the previous day. The old man had perfect control over his power and before he could even take a look at Charles, he would have to go through a few experiments. There were no room for mistakes. Fortunately he had the perfect person to practice with.

He knocked a couple of times before the amphibian guy answered the door. Kevin looked around. He could see the stairwell but there was no one there. He also could hear the TV on. He shoved Toad aside and walked towards the living room, behind him he could hear Toad babbling.

"Where's Wanda?" He asked with a calm but firm voice.

"Who wants to know?" Lance asked with his usual tone.

"Where's Wanda?" He asked again this time through gritted teeth.

"Hey man! Answer him." Fred yelled.

"Zip it fatty." He said looking straight at Fred with a mean look in his eyes.

"Don't make fun of me!" Fred yelled as he charged at him.

As he was running, he slammed against what appeared to be an invisible wall. He fell back and the entire house trembled. Pietro and Lance got up from the couch and Tabitha ran down the stairs. When she got downstairs she saw a stranger looking at the boys. They were staring back at them. She immediately took the boys' side.

"Very well… sense none of you wants to answer me, prepare to be purified". He said with a smirk.

1- Good morning my friend.

2- Good

3- Mes ami, mon famile et mon chere my friends, my family and my chere :P

Well that is it for this chapter; I hope you like it and review. And just in case you don't know, in many cultures water was the symbol of purity and it was also a means of purification, it was used to "clean" the people of their sins.

Lots of love

Anna