Title: A Spark Of Good From The Burn Of Evil
Rating: FRT
Disclaimer: I own Ashley, nothing more. Just the idea.
Spoilers: X1, X2, X3
Summary: Your past is the blueprint for your future. Rogue knew this better than anyone. Future fic. Ryro, slight RoLo, Bobby/Rogue vibes.
Most characters will have a slight bit of OOC, but given the storyline, I don't know how they'd react to this situation.
I changed a few things from the movie, so it's possible AU.
Sorry, for how slow Pyro is at this, but it's sorta a denial thing. Part of him doesn't think he could be the father, the other part kinda hopes it, but he's not quite sure.
She had been with me!
If he had of had any less self control, John would have burst out laughing.
Me? Her father? Ha! God man, I should be a comedian.
As funny as the idea sounded, John couldn't escape the slight flicker of hope that he felt engulf him.
And everything did add up. The age, the hair, the eyes, the way Rogue purposefully wasn't looking at him.
Now his curiosity was pegged.
He had to know.
Could he be?
Without thinking about where he was, what he was supposed to be doing, or who he was surrounded by, John moved from his position beside Magneto and advanced towards Rogue and the girl.
As soon as Pyro moved, Magneto and Wolverine's war of words stopped.
"Where are you going?" Wolverine questioned.
John paid no heed to him.
Wolverine could have stopped him but he was too far away. There was no way he could keep an eye on both Magneto and Pyro.
Callisto and Storm, who had been eyeing each other, started glancing at each other and towards Pyro. Neither willing to make the first move.
Magneto watched his right hand man move towards his former friend with interest. This wasn't part of the plan, but anything to get closer to the girl would do.
He was surprised to say the least, when Pyro knelt in front of the girl, other than turn a fireball on the X-Men and take the girl.
Though, he knew he should have been less surprised.
It was obvious even back when they all worked to together…sorta… to defeat Stryker. Though Magneto didn't know about the night they shared, he knew of Pyro's jealousy towards Bobby, and his interest in the white streaked girl.
Magneto believed long ago, that if Pyro had of been involved with Rogue back when he defected, he probably wouldn't have left. He also believed Rogue could be the only thing that Pyro would think worth returning for.
Magneto had always subconsciously feared the woman for that. She had the power over Pyro that Magneto himself would never have. Even if she didn't know it.
Hatred is a strong emotion, but it was love that could do unbelievable things to people.
As Magneto, Wolverine, Callisto, and Storm watched Pyro kneel in front of Ashley, Rogue did the exact opposite.
Turning her head into the wall, she clenched her eyes shut until tears formed, and prayed the Lord take her now.
Did he know? Could be have figured it out? Of course, not. She gave no indication that said he as the father. She wasn't that obvious.
Was she?
Maybe he's just curious. Maybe he thinks she's Bobby's. Maybe he wants to have an opening to jab Bobby or insult life choices.
Marie didn't even think this could be part of Magneto's plan.
John does his own thing. He's too stubborn to fully do as he's told.
Marie's prayers that John would just forget about her were ignored when she felt the warmth of a finger under her chin.
John had spent the better half of one minutes examining and analyzing the features of the girl in front of him.
Far away he could make out hair and eye colour only, up close he finally figured out why Rogue failed to meet his eyes.
Growing up, Pyro hadn't spent much time in front of the mirror, but it only took a glance to see the similarities between himself and the girl.
Yes, she had Rogue's nose and shy appearance, but everything else was his. The bright green eyes, the cheek bones, the mischievous twitch of her lips.
John nearly toppled over when the girl gave him a shy smirk, as if she knew. She even had his smirk!
He needed to be sure.
Pyro stood up and used his index finger underneath Rogues chin to direct her head to turn to him.
The heat radiating from his finger shocked her, and she had to gasp. It was a simple gesture but the intimacy of his touch hadn't been re-captured since that night 6 years ago.
Her eyes shot open when she realized he had failed to remove his finger from her chin.
With the back of her head against the wall, and her hands protectively on Ashley's shoulders, she had no other choice.
"Please…" Tears surprisingly welled up in her eyes, as she spoke just above a whisper. "I don't want to hurt you."
The small crowd of mutants surrounding them watched in stunned astonishment as Marie's lips moved with no hint of anger or hatred on her face. With her speaking in a whisper, her words became just lip movements, that none could decipher.
John spoke no words as he removed his finger from her chin when a slight tingle began to develop. He stared intently at her as he got lost in here eyes. Sadness, emptiness, and pain mixed with images of happiness from a child.
Pyro lifted his eyebrows as if to ask a question.
Rogue knew what that question was.
Am I her father?
A single tear ran down her cheek as Marie bit her lip and nodded.
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Author's Note: Da da daaa! There it is! Confirmation!...as lame as it was.
