A/N: Heres the last chapter I've pre written and I don't know if I'm gonna write more cuz I've had a serious case of writers block with this story. Ideas are welcome, I'm up for anything. To my lovely reviewers…Pyro is evil in my story and No I didn't steal Grimms powers from some other story, but I bet a lot of people have thought of powers like that, it's not very original. I have no idea who Amelia is…but thanks anyway.

Grimm Chpt. 5

It was a week after Grimm's training had begun and she was showing no improvement whatsoever. This worried Mystique mainly because she knew what when Magneto got back he would want at least some results, and Grimm just wasn't breaking out of her shell. Something was holding her back.

"Maybe we are going about her training the wrong way, it has to be something like that." She was discussing the situation with Pyro after another grueling day with no results. "You saw her when she killed Quicksilver, what exactly happened?"

"I heard a loud yell and when I turned the corner she was standing there staring at his remains on the floor. Nothing we haven't seen in her training." he said. He hadn't really been putting that much thought into it because he was sure that Magneto would figure it out when he got back. Suddenly Mystiques hand was tight around Pyro's neck and she pulled his face close to hers, looking like she was going to kill him.

"Listen you worthless shit, you've been nothing but a burden ever since you started coming to help me with Grimm. Magneto told you to help me for a reason so I suggest you start stepping up to the plate or I'll rip your fucking balls off and shove them down your throat." she commanded in a harsh whisper. He was staring wide-eyed at her, never had she been this angry with him. He nodded, knowing not to mess with her. She let go of his neck and walked on, acting as if nothing had even happened as Pyro gave her a dirty look behind her back.

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The wreck room was where they did most of their training, but today Mystique wanted to step it up and put Grimm through a virtual reality program. She thought maybe it would trigger something and they could make some progress. So far it wasn't really making that much of a difference.

Grimm was in a dark forest fighting off different attackers and so far she wasn't doing a very good job. Mystique looked at Pyro and got an idea.

"Go in there with her. Now." she commanded. At first he gave her the look, but then he remembered when she had choked him and he did what he was told.

Grimm was in the middle of getting strangled when Pyro appeared by her side. He blew the guy away with one simple fireball and she turned to face him.

"What're you doing?" she panted, out of breath.

"You haven't made any progress this week and you're not exactly sailing through this program." he said. She looked down and played with her hands, embarrassed with herself. She had a thing for Pyro, and he was well aware of it.

Suddenly a thought struck him as he remembered the conversation they had had the night she killed Quicksilver. The attitude that had come out when she had talked about getting revenge on the people who messed up her life. He had an idea.

He took a few paces back until he was about 15 feet away from her. She looked up at him confused and before she could even think he blasted a wave of fire at her. She flew back right into a tree and hit the ground hard. He walked over to her and kicked her in the stomach, not too hard, but hard enough to make her feel like she was going to throw up.

"C'mon, fight back! Fucking coward." he said mocking her. She just lay on the ground moaning, wondering what the hell was going on. He picked her up by the throat and pinned her against the tree. They were cheek to cheek as he whispered into her ear, "You could kill your own parents in cold blood but you can't lay a hand on me, I didn't know you cared about me that much." He let go and she dropped to the ground. "You're pathetic, no wonder they locked you up."

As he walked away he could hear her breathing hard, it was working. When he turned to face her again she was on her feet glaring at him. There it was, the attitude he had been looking for, the one she tried to hide, but this time it seemed ten times stronger. She was seething with anger while he just gave her an evil grin. Quickly he shot more fire at her but this time she fought back, holding up her hands to stop the force of the fire. At first she was straining hard to match his power but then she thought of what he had said. All those people that had wronged her flashed in front of her eyes, making the anger build up inside her. A black fog started to form around her head and her hands, and when she blinked, her eyes became pitch black. The force of the fire began to die out as the black fog took over.

Pyro slowly started to feel fainter and the fire he was forcing at her started to die out. Then it felt like he couldn't breathe and a sharp pain overcame his hands as he fell to his knees. He looked down and saw that the tips of his fingers were turning grey. When he saw Grimm walking towards him, she looked completely different. Her face had turned a strange pale grey color and her eyes looked like black holes. His vision started to blur as she slowly came closer, making everything look like a dream. When she was only about a foot in front of him she stopped and looked down on him as he struggled to breathe. By now his face had started to turn the same grey color as Grimm's and his fingers felt like they were deteriorating.

Grimm suddenly let out a loud yell and every living thing behind Pyro turned to ashes in an instant. It was like an ash cloud had hit the forest behind him and all the trees were blown to dust. Slowly the pain in Pyros body went away and he could breathe again. When he looked up at Grimm to see that she was sweating profusely and her chest was still heaving with anger. The forest around them evaporated into nothing, revealing a semi small white room. Pyro stood and just smirked at her, his idea had worked wonderfully.

"You almost killed me." he said to her. She was still glaring at him.

"Almost."