A/N: Holy crap I finally updated this fic! Sorry for the wait. I was uberly stuck. I would suggest rereading the last two chapters to refresh your memory, but that's up to you. As usual, enjoy.

Fiery Wrath

Ch. 3

Downtown

Two hours later Professor Xavier arrived back at the mansion with Storm. Everyone piled into his office. Xavier was behind his desk. Scott was standing next to Xavier's desk with his arms crossed. Logan was leaning on the closed door. Ororo was sitting in a leather chair, legs crossed. Bobby was standing next to the window glancing out every other minute. He didn't want to be in the same room as Rogue no matter the situation. Rogue was standing a few feet in front of Logan.

She took a deep breath and began explaining, "As soon as John came back he told me a lot of important things. The main thing…Pyro. He told me that Pyro talks to him and tries to take over his body. So as a matter of fact, what happened on Bobby's front lawn was not John's fault. Anyway some how Pyro has taken over which can explain for John's new look, and-"

"For trying to kill us." Logan interrupted.

"Why did you keep this a secret?" Ororo asked.

"I promised John I wouldn't say anything. He trusted me with this information and I knew if I told someone he would leave. I don't think I can handle that again." Rogue took a deep breath as she forced herself to pull it together, "We have to stop Pyro and get John back."

Everyone looked at Professor Xavier for an answer.

"Pyro put up a mental block so I can't read his thoughts, but I'll use cerebro to track him down."

While Xavier was checking cerebro Rogue was pacing in his office.

Still staring out the window Bobby commented on her pacing, "Rogue, I hope you're worried about the people Pyro comes in contact with. He's a danger to others more than himself."

"I'm worried about John."

Bobby laughed, "Pyro is John."

"Did you listen to a single thing I said earlier?" She asked.

"No, not really. As soon as you said 'John' I kind of spaced out."

"You jealous little ba-" Rogue was so close to strangling Bobby but the professor came back before she got a chance to lay a finger on him.

"He's downtown." Xavier announced.

"I'll get the jeep ready. Meet me in the garage in three minutes." Scott said before he left the office.

"Any last requests?" Pyro asked.

Greg was going to say something but he cut him off.

"I bet you want a cigarette." Pyro held up a cigarette, "Did you know that these things can kill you?"

Greg was about to reply but he cut him off again.

"It doesn't matter…I can't wait that long. Killing you all by myself will be faster and more enjoyable." Pyro lit the cigarette. There was a hint of pleasure on Pyro's face as he put the cigarette out using his palm.

"You're sick!" Greg yelled.

Pyro flicked the cigarette and it landed on the floor near Greg's feet. "And you're going to be dead, soon. I rather be sick than dead."

"Dude, if you do this…it's not going to help you or other mutants in any way."

He faked a yawn, "I'm getting bored. I'll do this fa-" Pyro paused and then he grinned, "On second thought…nice and slow. The more you scream the better. The best part is…I'll be watching every minute. Every second."

He pushed a chair into the middle of the room and forced Greg to sit.

"Stay put, like a good human." Pyro Sneered.

Scott parked the jeep in an abandoned parking lot. Scott and Logan trailed behind Bobby, Ororo and Rogue.

"Why did you park it here?" Logan asked.

"New Yorkers are crazy. There is no way I'm getting a scratch on this baby!"

Wolverine popped a claw, "Let me scratch it now so we can park closer to living beings."

"So help me Logan…I will blast you right now!"

Bobby rolled his eyes and Rogue rolled her eyes at him.

"What? You and John are like that all the time." Rogue paused, "Well…you were."

"Don't make me puke."

The five X-Men reached the crowded New York Street.

"We've got to split up." Scott said. "Keep your intercoms on and try to keep a low profile."

Storm and Cyclops went one way and Wolverine, Rogue, and Iceman went the other way.

"This is not going to be easy." Bobby sighed.

"How hard can it be? It's like 'Where's Waldo?' or should I say where's WalPyro? But eventually smoke will lead us in the right direction."

Bobby laughed, "WalPyro! I have to admit Logan…that's a classic. Can you imagine him wearing that red and white shirt? And the hat? And glasses?" Bobby laughed more, "I can! I have got to get Piotr to draw that!"

Rogue sighed, "Oh great…I'm stuck with a high wolverine and a giggling jackass. This isn't a game, guys."

"We'll find him before one-eye…who wants to bet?"

Rogue punched Logan in the arm.

He winked at her, "Remember…keep a low profile."

"You know…Scott was only looking at you when he said that." Rogue replied.

Logan stopped short and in an instant he was serious. "I smell smoke. Follow me."

A/N: I have some of ch. 4 written but it shouldn't take me 10 months to update…hopefully. Erm…yeah I'm really, really, really sorry about that. Reviews would be nice...they might even make me update sooner.