Inter-LOAFERS: Dance-Dance-Feva!

By Xenomorph666

Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.

DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.

Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.

Universe: Misfit-Verse

AN: Journal entries are over, staring some drama all over again. And yes, I'm a Pyro fan.

Ma-ti's Memories

Ma-ti sat in his room on Hope Island as the sun went down. He had connected to the mind of St. John Alderdyce a mutant with control over fire and terrible past of fear and hate. Ma-ti clenched his pillows tightly as he tried to bury the memories he had lifted from Pyro's mind.

"Ma-ti." Gaia said gently as she came by his room, the open doorways of Hope Island always seemed inviting, but now they cast shadows of fear on Ma-ti's face.

"I saw his past." Ma-ti cried. "How can such cruelty be?"

Gaia took a deep breath. She had chosen Ma-ti as heart because the young man was truly innocent, but innocence has its price. Ma-ti was often caught off guard by the brutal harshness of reality. No more so than when people where involved.

"Ma-ti…" Gaia said softly as she held the young man closely. "Sometimes in life we come upon things we wish we could change."

"Couldn't the Scions do something?" Ma-ti asked.

"Ma-ti, I know you think they are all powerful, even Misfits and X-Men seem to be under that impression, and they are. But they are also very responsible for their actions. They cannot change everything just on a whim." Gaia held Ma-ti close.

"I know, but his past…" Ma-ti sniffed.

"Is something he buried deep in his heart and mind and sooner or later he will have to face it." Gaia brushed back her hair.

"But…" Ma-ti tried to argue. "We can't just let him suffer."

"I know, Ma-ti, I know." Gaia said calmly. "But he is so full of hate, it is truly scary."

"But I felt the kindness in him." Ma-ti said. "It's buried deep, but I it can be reached."

"Then in time, maybe it will." Gaia said. "Now try to rest."

When Gaia had gone Ma-ti sat for few more minutes before he raised his ring high and prayed his plan would work. "Heart, please reach him…"

Meanwhile at Magneto's lair, the Master of Magnetism was having a hard time trying to control Pyro. The young man was trashing around madly, screaming at the top of his lungs while crying.

"Mastermind, do something!" Magneto shouted, before he kills himself.

"I can't!" Master mind shouted back angrily. "That little brat did something I can't reverse." Mastermind grabbed a bottle of chloroform and dabbed a cloth with it before he clasped it over John's face.

"What did he do?" Magneto narrowed his eyes in anger.

"He swapped a few memories, and drug-up some painful repressed memories in the process." Mastermind wiped some sweat from his brow. "Whatever power that boy possesses it is truly powerful."

"Indeed…" Magneto took Pyro's pulse. "It is obvious that we cannot combat the Scions, or even what they do to our world, but when the fleas of their actions manage to destroy even this chaotic mind, it is necessary to at least try and stop those fleas that spread disastrous diseases."

"Lord Magneto?" Mastermind arched his eyebrow curiously.

"Can you help Pyro or not?" Magneto asked.

"I can, but he'll remember everything." Mastermind said. "And his mental condition will be to fragile for him to be in combat."

"It doesn't matter; we only need him as bait now." Magneto said coldly, but despite his outward appearance a slight tinge of compassion for the young mutant passed through his soul. "We will remove these so called 'Planeteers', and then we move on to the others the Scions have brought."

"Even though we might incur their wrath?" Mastermind asked.

"We cannot sit here idly and let them do as they wish with our world." Magneto snapped, "As far as I am concerned they are the only ones preventing the true rule of mutants."

"I would highly advise against such a rash course of decisions." A dark portal opened up and Alteran stepped forward. "The simple fact of the matter is that we are not here to control your world, nor are we here to destroy it." Alteran walked over to John only to have several large metal spikes aimed at him. "I would advise against using him as bait to harm the friends of other Scions, specifically those who are friends with Perfection, Wraith or DM or you may find that an angry Scion is more than even your mind can handle."

"And what do you get by telling us this?" Magneto asked.

Alteran smirked, "I get to continue my plans and one day get my revenge on my fellow Scions. And you Magneto are a crucial part of those plans, far, far into the future."

"I won't be anyone's pawn." Magneto growled.

"I don't doubt that, but how do you know you aren't being used as a pawn?" Alteran disappeared with a dark laugh.

"I think he may have a point sir." Mastermind said.

"Indeed." Magneto said. "I still want him battle ready with in the week. I must know he is still loyal."

"Sir?" Mastermind was confused.

"Just do as I said." Magneto snapped a she walked off.

Inside the head of St. John Alderdyce things were slightly more chaotic than usual. Whether this was because of Ma-ti's ring or the fact that he was just crazy could not be deciphered, but what was known was that John was confused.

His mental landscape would leap from the outback and a burning house to the rainforest burning around him then back again. The rapid change of locale coupled with unfamiliar faces and voice were taking their toll on his mind.

"Just make it stop…" John whimpered. "I don't want to remember."

Just then a sudden calm washed over him. A serene feeling, as if there was nothing wrong in the world. When John looked up there was a young man only a few ears younger than himself. "I'm Ma-ti." The boy said.

"What?" John asked in confusion. "Wait, now I know you, you were that lil' bloke Mastermind had on his knees with the other Flatlines, right?"

"Yes." Ma-ti smiled, but the smile quickly faded. "I'm sorry that I brought all these memories of yours to the surface."

"Eh?" John's eyes flew open. "You did that?" His eyes narrowed with anger.

"I was trying to talk to you, but there were so many things in your head I ended up transferring some memories from the both of us." Ma-ti blushed.

"Well how'd you do that?" John asked in disbelief.

"I have ring that allows me to connect to the hearts of all living things." Ma-ti said, "Like I'm doing right now."

"Why? You here to gloat how you beat me?" John snapped. "Stupid human, leave me alone."

"I want to help you." Ma-ti said.

"Help me." John laughed, "What can you do?"

"I know why you don't trust humans." Ma-ti said, "And what happened to you and your family is horrible, but you can't hold it against them. More importantly you can't blame yourself. You couldn't have done anything, you were only a child."

John's eyes went wide with rage as his landscape switched back to the outback and a bruning house was obviously present.

"Make it stop…" John crouched down.

"I can't make it stop." Ma-ti said. "Only you can do that."

"HOW!" John grabbed the Planeteer's collar. "HOW?" Tears streamed down his face.

"You have to confront the past." Ma-ti said calmly.

"I don't want to." John whimpered, "I want to forget."

"I'll go with you if you want." Ma-ti smiled.

"Why, so you can laugh at me." John snapped.

"So you aren't alone." Ma-ti said.

The scene enlarged and John saw his younger self trying to beat back a blazing inferno. The young John was screaming for the people inside to get out, while several drunken men poured gas upon the flames. When the young John tried to push one of the men away he was picked up and forced to watch the fire. After minutes of struggling the young John heard a scream and began to sob madly.

"No more." John whispered. "Please."

"It's all right John." Ma-ti was crying too. "I'm here."

The flames of the building suddenly shot up as the young John began to scream in rage. Then another scream pierced the fire and the young John stopped. He stood there staring as the drunken men left.

"I killed them…" John sniffed. "I couldn't control it and I killed them…" John was crying into the ground just like his younger counterpart.

"My parents died in a forest fire in South America." Ma-ti said.

"What?" John asked. "Why does that even matter?"

"I blamed myself for a long time too, but I knew deep down that I could not have done anything to save them." Ma-ti said. "How could you save them if you didn't even know you could control fire?"

"But I killed them!" John shrieked.

"No…" Ma-ti said. "You may have inadvertently caused more pain, but those men killed your family. Not you."

"Why are you doing this?" John panted.

"You needed to remember, you needed to face your past." Ma-ti said as he sat next to John.

"Even though it makes me want to hate you and all the other humans more?" John asked.

"I don't think you hate all humans." Ma-ti said. "Otherwise, you would never have let me help you." Ma-ti smiled.

"What do you know?" John snapped. "I hate humans, I hate'em." John sobbed.

"I have to go now John, but if you ever want to talk, just email me. You know the address." Ma-ti smiled as his form disappeared.

"I hate'em…" John continued to mutter until a white light filled his vision and he woke up.

"Awake I see." Mastermind smiled smugly. "Well, you should be better now."

"Eh?" John asked with a lop-sided smile right before he remembered what had happened. "I hate'em!" he said as he jumped off the table and made his way to his room.

"What got into him today?" Mastermind blinked in confusion.