A/N: I had so much writers block for this I had no idea what song to use I was thinking of using this song for a while but I wasn't sure…I don't know how this is going to turn out.
AA/N: this is a one sided Ryro story and when I told my friend the song im using he's like "oh this is gonna be sad" and I think it will be too..it takes place pre and during X2. I may not get all the scenes right because I haven't seen X2 in a really long time…since my DVD is scratched :-
My
life is brilliant.
John "Pyro" Allerdyce sat in the corner of the rec room, his Zippo lighter in hand. He stared at the wall in front of him, flicking the cap of the lighter on and off, on and off, its become a habit of his. Ever since he got it, he would flick it on and off, for hours on end never getting tired of it…of course the people around him did but he didn't give a shit what they thought. He sat alone, no one would come near him, and they could tell he was in one his moods. Which he was, when he stared at the wall not moving his gaze for anything, he was ticked off, or frustrated with something or annoyed or just in a bad mood. The students conversed around him, not even noticing him it seemed, they just walked right past him not saying hi or even taking a glance…it was like he was not even there.
Although this day was different, today he occasionally snuck glances at the couple on the couch. The boy had one arm draped around the girls shoulders while they faced each other slightly and thumb wrestled, the boy he could see was smirking and whispering something but he couldn't see the girl's face, her back was facing him but he knew she was laughing or smiling. He heard her say, "Gotcha!" and the boys face dropped as he pulled his hand away in defeat. "Alright, Rogue you won…again."
"I have a feeling Bobby, that you are letting me win." Rogue stated.
"Alright, let's have another match…this time im not going to go easy on you."
"Deal."
And so they started up again, Bobby had a look of concentration on his face and he heard Rogue giggle and he turned his head away again and resumed staring at the wall. Soon he heard Rogue sigh in defeat, "well you won fair and square iceman."
John, once again turned his attention back to the couple on the couch.
"I told you I wouldn't go easy on you."
Rogue nodded and looked over her shoulder and she smiled and waved at John, who raised his eyebrows in response and just continued to click his lighter.
My
life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that
I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another
man.
John sighed when Rogue looked back to Bobby; he always separated himself from them when they were together. He couldn't stand being around her when he knew he wasn't the one who put his arm around her just for the heck of it. But when she smiles like that, it takes almost all that's in him to not run over to her, push Bobby out of the way sweep her off her feet and kiss her like theres no tomorrow. Somewhere inside him he knew she would come space to him, after all who would choose a goody goody like Bobby over him?
But
I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
Oh who was he kidding, that's what his head thought that's what he wished but bobby wasn't a bad guy. He could be a little too serious sometimes and he always followed the rules but he wasn't that bad, after all he was John's Best Friend, besides Rogue. He didn't like to admit it, even to himself, but a lot of girls like Bobby because he was cute and kind and that included Rogue and they were happy together, he saw it all the time. He kicked the air, wishing something was there instead of just air, he hated knowing that Rogue would always belong to Bobby and not him.
You're
beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a
crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never
be with you.
He remembered the first time he saw her. In Miss. Munroe's history class. It was a normal day, like any other. Miss. Munroe stood in the front of the class room rambling on about something that John wasn't really paying attention to, instead he just sat crouched in his chair making circles with his fingers on the desk. He looked over at Bobby, who was listening intently to the lesson. John rolled his eyes turning back to his desk. Then there was a soft knock on the door, and it opened and John figured it must be that new student.
"I have your new student for you. Rogue this is Miss. Munroe." Professor Xavier said as he came into the room with Rogue by his side. Storm smiled softly and walked over to the new girl. "Welcome Rogue." John scoffed silently, 'what kind of a name is Rogue.' He turned around and expected to see some weirdo kid, but when he turned around his breath caught. She was looking around the class room timidly, she was very shy he could tell. She looked almost scared. He felt his jaw drop slightly at the sight of her; even with the timid look on her face she was still beautiful. "Come have a seat Rogue." Storm offered, and Rogue nodded slowly walking over to an empty desk which was behind John. After Rogue was settled in and Xavier left, Storm went back to teaching. 'Time to work my magic.' John brought his lighter out behind his back and left his palm open for her to see. He flicked the lighter on and made a fire ball in the palm of his hand. He looked over his shoulder briefly and smirked when he saw her entranced by the ball of fire hovering over the boy's palm. 'Bingo' He turned back to the front of the room, planning to stay like that for a while when suddenly he felt the warmth disappear and an icy chill replace it. His hands instinctively closed up making the ball of ice fall to the floor and shatter.
Storm immediately looked up from the black board, "John." She warned, without even looking around to see who it was.
"sorry." he apologized quickly. He sighed and looked over to glare at his best friend, but saw that Bobby was not paying attention to the work but to her. He was asking her what her name was, and then he reached over and made an ice rose on her desk, to which she smiled at and he replied with "welcome to mutant high"
'Welcome to mutant high' he mocked in his head. Bobby was stealing his girl right out from under his nose, ok technically she wasn't HIS girl but if Bobby hadn't interrupted she would have been.
Yeah,
she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my
face that I was,
Flying high,
And then the fateful day came when the mansion got attacked. John woke up that one night hearing the noise from downstairs and grabbed his lighter, hopping out of bed regardless of what he was wearing, Which happened to be a short sleeved shirt and a pair of pajama pants. He looked over to Bobby's bed and saw he was missing, and for a moment felt panic rising inside him. He swung the bedroom door open to see students running down the halls like wild animals, and he took off down the hall also.
"John!" He heard his name being called an stopped in his tracks looking down another hallway to see Bobby standing there. "hey, have you seen Rogue."
No, John hadn't seen Rogue. He hadn't seen much of her at all. But now that he couldn't find her, his love for her started to rise in his heart once again. "no"
"I gotta find her." Bobby said and started to take off.
"Hey!" John called, and ran after him. He caught up with Bobby, and they both skidded to a halt when Rogue appeared in front of them. John stared at her for a moment, he couldn't believe what she was wearing, she was not one to have skin showing 1) because of her mutation and 2) she is not that kind of girl. But she was dressed in a black night gown, with spaghetti straps. She looked frightened, and like, well, she just got out of bed. But he wished he could take her in his arms right there. He tore his eyes away after a minute and once again they took off down the halls. As they rounded a corner a bright light shone through the window and they hall stopped waiting to see what it was. John held his hand up over his eyes to see better, when suddenly the window shattered. John wanted to lean over and protect Rogue, but figured Bobby would do it. But he didn't. When the glass stopped flying all over the place, they ran back the way they came and followed a bunch of other students down the hallway and the stair case. And the door came slamming open and they all stood there in shock. John rarely ever let his emotions show but his eyes were wide as saucers, his face showing evident fear. He looked over at Rogue and Bobby and saw they had the same looks. As the men came running at them, Wolverine appearing out of nowhere jumped onto the men, stabbing them and throwing them back over his shoulder. "Lets go." He told the three of them, and he lead them all down the hall.
Logan knocked on the walls and it opened, revealing a secret passage way. John, Bobby and Rogue were in and as soon as they were Logan shut the door, which made Rogue scream out his name.
John ran down the passage way with Bobby hot on his tail, "we have to do something they're going to kill him!" He heard Rogue say, and he stopped. 'Kill him? The wolverine? Ha!' "He can handle himself lets go!" All John really wanted was to get the hell out of there before anything got worse…before she got hurt.
"Bobby!" she pleaded to her boy friend and John rolled his eyes knowing Bobby would give in. and he was right. He followed them just incase, they captured her and Bobby, again, didn't do a thing about it.
When they got Logan back, they all ran into the garage. Logan took to the car he saw first, which happened to be Mr. Summer's car. "I'm driving!" Pyro called heading for the driver's seat. Logan grabbed his shoulder, "maybe next time." He shoved him back and Logan got into the drivers seat and Pyro got into the back seat, Bobby sliding in next to him and Rogue in the passenger's seat. "This is Cyclops' car." Bobby stated.
"oh yeah." Logan extracted his middle claw and stuck it into the ignition. And stepped on the gas, and they headed down the road. They were going to Boston, to Bobby's house. John looked over at Bobby after he said his parents lived in Boston. He looked almost distant, John had a feeling he didn't want to visit his parents. But they didn't know Bobby was a mutant, his parents did, and they exiled him…and that is what Bobby is afraid of. They traveled practically the whole night; John eventually fell asleep after the first hour, and after seeing Rogue was asleep. Bobby fell asleep soon after. And by dawns early light, they were at the Drakes home; Infact Logan's short stop into the driveway woke the three teenagers up. "Sorry." Logan replied with a smirk. John groaned, he HATED being wakened up, more than anything in the world. Therefore he was the last one to get out of the car. He had his trusted lighter in his hand almost immediately and began the flicking. This earned an irritated look from The Wolverine but John just smirked and continued. Bobby walked up to the front door, knocked and when no one answered he tried the doorknob and it was open. "Mom? Dad? Ronnie?" he called into the house as they all walked in after him. Bobby turned to Rogue, "I'll get you some clothes." 'oh come on Bobby,' he thinks to himself, 'you want her to stay like this, we all know it.' Then Bobby turned to him, as if reading what he was thinking. "Don't burn anything." Was all that he said and John raised his eyebrows as if to ask in a sarcastic way, "who me?"
Bobby walked up the stairs, with Rogue following right behind him, and Logan walked into the kitchen muttering under his breath, "I need a drink." John remained in the hallway, looking around at the small little hallway. His eyes caught on family pictures hanging on the wall. The first one he spotted was of Bobby and his brother when they were little, in the snow, Bobby was covered in snow with a grin on his face while his brother was all bundled up and just looked like a bundle of clothes and didn't look to happy. 'well that explains his mutation.' Then he looked at the one below it, it was a family picture, Bobby was in the middle of his two parents and Ronnie was in front. Oh, how he envied Bobby at this point. His family never cared about him, even before his mutation. St. John was the rebel boy, who never followed the rules, and got in trouble whenever he could. His father left his mother when he was just four, leaving her alone with him and his 6 month old brother. That's when things started to get hectic, her mother called a maid, needing a lot of help, and John didn't want anyone but his mother or his father and caused a lot of trouble for the poor women who attended his household. That got his mother angry at him, and she was constantly yelling at him. Then as he got older he separated himself from her a lot, the only time he would see her was at dinner and if she needed him to do chores. Then John started causing trouble outside the house and inside school. Which made John's mother send him away to his father…that only lasted not even a month when he was again back with mother. Then when he got his mutation, oh how could he ever forget that day. It was his younger brothers birthday and John as usual just sat in the chair slouched, not really caring. But as soon as the cake came onto the table, the fire from the candles made him sit up. He stared at the fire forever, mouthing the words to "happy birthday". Suddenly he felt sudden warmth within him, it went all through his body, at first he thought it was because he was close to the candles but then thought other wise when it reached his feet which were far away from the candles. His eyes reflected the light and he was mesmerized. Then his brother leaned over and blew them out. John picked up his head as the room started to applaud around him. He stared at the candles and saw a little spark on one of the candles, and he cocked his head to the side and suddenly it lit up. The whole room became quiet and stared at the candles.
"mom…" his brother, David, questioned carefully. "are these those trick candles?"
"no, Davey..they're not." She said obviously confused as everyone else in the room. Then John blinked and two other candles lit up and everyone gasped. John stared at the flames in shock he didn't know what was going on and was just as confused as everyone else. He swallowed and started to breath heavily which got the rooms attention.
"St. John." John looked up at his mother. "Do you know anything about this?" she asked firmly. John shook his head feverishly. And the flames on the candles burst up sending sparks everywhere, the guests screamed and so did John and he ducked, going below the kitchen table. His mother also came under with David in her arms, tightly. She looked over at John with a scared/angered look on her face. "John, what the HELL is going on?"
"I don't know!" John cried out also scared out of his mind, he didn't know what was going on. He was only 12! Their house had an installed fire alarm that called the fire department. And soon enough they heard the fire trucks sirens down the road. John had never been so scared in his life, not even when his parents were splitting up. The fire men came in and rescued his mother and brother first, not spotting him at first, then one man found him and started to bring him out but John fought against him, not knowing why, and the fire just grew bigger. The fireman eventually got him out and put out the fire, and John just sat there on the grass, shaking.
After that, little fire incidents kept happening and when his mother heard on the news about mutation, knew instantly what was wrong with her son, and she kicked him out. Gave him some money, and told him to get the hell out of her house.
John snapped out of memory lane when he heard a males voice, that was neither Bobby's nor Logan's, "Ronnie next time you feel like…, who the hell are you?"
John heard Logan stutter and then Bobby came running down the stairs, with Rogue, fully clothed, behind him.
"Bobby?" his mother asked. "Aren't you supposed to be at school?"
"Who is this?"
"This is Professor Logan." Logan cocked his head as Bobby said that, and John tried not to laugh. "I have to tell you something."
And so Bobby went on to tell his parents and brother about how he was a mutant, and the school he was at was really a school for mutants, who need some place to stay, to be safe. Then she went on asking questions about how long he knew that he was a mutant, and then she said it was all her fault. Which to John, cockily replied "actually they've found out that the males carry the x-gene, so it's his fault." He motioned to Bobby's father.
A cell phone rang out in the now silenced room and Bobby's parents looked at Logan who was also wondering where that sound was coming from, until he realized it was him. "Oh that's me." He took out the phone and walked outside into the back yard. An awkward silence fell upon the room until his mother spoke up. "Bobby, have you ever tried not being a mutant?"
This snapped something in him, "Not being a mutant? How can we stop being who we are?"
"John please." He heard the soft voice of Rogue, but for once he ignored her. His mother treated him like he was different and he was sick of everyone else treating them different.
"We can't help who we are! And we don't want to change! There is nothing wrong with us!"
His parents looked at one another then back at the enraged pyromaniac.
"John." Bobby snapped, "C'mon man, stop it."
John narrowed his eyes but retreated, leaning his back against the fire place once again, taking out his lighter and flicking it open and closed. The room once again became silent until Logan opened the door and said in a rushed tone, "we have to go."
"Logan what's wrong?" Rogue asked, standing up along with Bobby.
"Now!"
They all jumped up and walked over to the door opening it and walking onto the porch, the house surrounded by Police men.
"Ronnie." Bobby whispers in realization, and John looks over at Bobby quickly…well he wasn't the only one whose family betrayed him.
"Get down on the ground! We don't want to cause any trouble!" One of the cops said from the side of them.
"What's going on here?" Logan says releasing his claws. John looks at Bobby who is staring out in anger and in fear and then he looks over to Rogue who is standing next to him and sees she is scared out of her mind.
"Put the knives down!" another cop yelled, holding a gun.
"This is just a misunderstanding…" Logan tried to explain
"I SAID PUT THE KNIVES DOWN!"
Logan sighed frustrated, "look." He held up his hand and just as he retracted his claws, the cop pulled the trigger sending a bullet into his head. Rogue let out a scream as he hit the ground and Bobby and John stared down at him in shock.
"Now get down on the ground!" Bobby and Rogue immediately listened, putting their hands up on the ground and lowering their selves to the ground. He heard a slight whimper escape from Rogue as she looked down at her fatherly figure. He narrowed his eyes and looked to Bobby who was just as scared as she was, he wasn't protecting her…it was a dangerous situation but he wasn't protecting her. He flicked his lighter open and looked out at the cops. If Bobby wasn't going to protect her, he would.
"We don't want to hurt you kid."
John smirked, 'you can't hurt me.' "You know all those dangerous mutants, you hear about on the news." He raised his Zippo, "I'm the worst one." He waved his hand over the open flame and threw the flames at the cops. He threw the flames to the one on his left, then to his right. He heard noises behind him and threw the flames into the house. The sounds of sirens whipping down the streets, made his head turn forward again and he grinned mischievously. He threw the fire in that direction making the cop car burst into the air and fall back onto the ground in flames. The fire was now consuming him, his name "Pyro" finally coming out in the open. His eyes showed, this was not just out of protection, he was having fun. The light from the fire illuminated his boyish features, which were now showing destruction. He was so into his fiery rampage that he didn't feel a hand wrap around his ankle that is until the power started draining out of him. The fire started to disappear from his hand and he looked at it, and felt him self start to grow weak. He fell to the ground slowly and watched as the fire disappeared from Bobby's yard. As he kneeled there he knew what had happened…it was Rogue. She spoiled his moment.
Logan's eyes snapped open as the bullet fell from his head onto the ground. The wound all cleared up. He stood up and cracked his neck and looked around at the burnt yard. John and everyone else stood up behind them, John giving Rogue a disgusted look as they stood. Logan looked back at John with a "what the hell happened here?" look and John just shrugged and forced a sheepish smile. Just then the X-Jet came out of nowhere, landing on the front lawn. As soon as it landed everyone started towards it, Logan giving the cops one last glare before boarding.
After that, things just got more interesting, two planes didn't identify their aircraft and asked them to lower down to an altitude of 20,000 ft. But, they were stubborn and did not do what they were told to. To shake the two planes, Storm created some tornadoes which only lost one plane. When the storms cleared up, the aircraft came up behind them and shot two missiles at them. Jean concentrated on them and as they came closer, One of the exploded and Jean relaxed.
"There's still one more." Storm said, staring out at the missile coming toward them. "Jean." Jean started breathing heavily and it exploded just as it almost came in contact with the Jet, blowing a hole at the top. John noticed that Rogue was having trouble with her seatbelt from the beginning, and now she was panicking. Suddenly the Jet started failing and it started falling, and Rogue flew out of the top of the jet. "No." John whispered to himself, as Logan and Bobby screamed it. "Rogue!" Bobby cried looking out of the Jet. 'oh sure, now he's trying to protect her.'
Night crawler got out of his seatbelt, and teleported out of the Jet. A few seconds later he reappeared in the jet and collapsed onto the floor holding onto Rogue for dear life. John sighed in relief that she was alright and looked over at Bobby who was breathing hard and still looked worried. He turned his attention to the falling Jet, and he started to picture in his head of the news after the crash. "A large Jet has crashed in the forest near Alkali Lake. They have identified some of the members of the Jet by the uniforms they were wearing, they were mutants at Xavier' School For Gifted Youngsters, the only survivor was a man that goes by the name of Wolverine, who has the ability to heal himself." He got shaken out of his vision when the Jet finally came to a stop, only a few feet from the ground. He was surprised to see Magneto and Mystique standing there, Magneto his hand up holding the Jet up with a slight smirk on his face. After they lowered the Jet, They told everybody to get out of the Jet, and to set up camp. They got the emergency tents out of the storage and set them up around the forest. Storm also got out the fire places so they would have some way to keep warm.
John stayed in his tent as soon as they got it set up, He really didn't want to be around anybody at that moment. Especially since the incident at Bobby's house. At some point, Bobby stuck his head in to ask for help setting up the fire, but John said nothing just sat where he was staring at the tent wall and flicking his lighter. Bobby groaned and shook his head and went back to setting up the fire by himself. John let out a sigh, he honestly didn't know what came over him back at Bobby's house. He knew why he did it, why he started it but he didn't know what happened, and why he lost control. And why he had so much fun with it. He heard pyromaniacs were crazy when it came to fire, and when he was younger he swore himself never to get like that. But he liked it, now that he did it. He liked to see the power that fire held, the mass destruction it created. He knew it was wrong, he knew he should be thinking like that but he couldn't help it. That made him feel more powerful as a mutant, that made him feel like he was superior to the humans.
"John?" Rogue stuck her head in through the open tent and John turned in her direction and raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want?" he didn't mean to snap at her, but it came out that way anyway.
"What's the matter John?" she asked coming in, not waiting for an invitation.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you seem more distant…and more grumpy that usual." Rogue responded, sitting down next to him. "And what happened at Bobby's…"
"I don't want to talk about it." He replied quickly, continuing the flick his lighter.
But she was persistent, "John…"
He cut her off, "I said I don't want to talk about it!"
"John please, talk to me."
John huphed and turned his face away from her, then he turned back to her. "Why did you do that?"
She looked confused for a moment the realized what he was talking about. "Because I needed to calm you down."
"Calm me down?"
"Yes, calm you down! You were losing control, if I didn't stop you, you were going to destroy the whole Boston police department."
"Well I wouldn't have lost control if they didn't come in the first place!"
"You shouldn't have lost control anyway! They weren't going to hurt us!"
"I wouldn't have lost control if your so called "boy friend" did his job at protecting you!" ' oh shit, did I just say that out loud.' By the look on Rogue's face he knew he did. John mentally slapped himself.
"W…what?" Rogue stuttered.
John sighed, "I attacked the cops because Bobby was doing nothing to protect you, and he was just standing there as scared as you were. Everyone knows you have a special connection with Logan and when he got shot, Bobby did nothing to comfort you."
"We were being threatened by the police…" Rogue started, trying to cover for Bobby.
"So? He's your boyfriend he should at least tell you everything will be fine, even if it's not true!"
Rogue looked at him, examining his face, she noticed an angry, frustrated look and his eyes were cold not the usual warm that she saw when they were around each other. Now that she thought about it, she always noticed something different about him when all three of them were together rather than just the two of them. He was distant and…was he jealous?
"You were trying to protect me?" she asked him slowly.
"Well since Bobby wasn't I felt I needed to, you deserve better than that. You were scared, you were helpless, and you needed someone to comfort you. I know I couldn't do that, so I was counting on Bobby but he wasn't doing anything so I just did what I could to get the cops the hell away from you." He just realized what he said, 'shit! I have to learn to keep my damn mouth shut.'
"And why couldn't you john? Isn't that what friends do?"
"Not if you have a boy friend. Then its your boy friends job." He replied in a cold, distant voice. He flinched inside when he heard the word 'friend'. That's all he could ever be with her, a 'friend'.
Rogue stared at the boy in front of him and noticed how his voice and facial expression changed after she asked that question. She didn't have to go into her memories of him to know, he didn't just want to be friends with her.
"Oh John…" she sighed and he looked at her, and noticed she was avoiding his gaze. 'Oh shit,' he thought. 'She knows'
'It's now…or never' he thought to himself and he inched his way closer to her. She looked up at him not really knowing what he was doing. He brought his hand up to the side of her face and looked into her eyes. She swallowed and stared back at him. He leaned in closer and then brought her head up and her lips met his gently. She sat there, shocked, for a few seconds then she brought her hand up to his face and returned the kiss softly. She always wondered what kissing John would be like, and as their lips met she felt butterflies in her stomach and warmth flooding through her, like sparks. Her eyes snapped open and she pulled back from him immediately. "No!" she shook her head backing away from him. "I can't…John, I can't." She hoped he knew what she meant and she crawled out of the tent without another word and John was staring out after her, and then closed his eyes. He let out a frustrated sigh and fell back onto his sleeping back.
But
I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that
will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're
beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a
crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never
be with you.
By the next afternoon the Jet was up and running and they were preparing to head off to Alkali Lake. They were all back on the Jet, the X-men had changed into their uniforms, While Rogue, bobby, and John remained in the clothes although wearing the jackets with the "X" symbol on the sleeves. John sat rather close to Magneto and Mystique while Bobby and Rogue stood in the corner talking, ever since last night Rogue and John haven't even looked at each other.
John looked over at the master of magnetism who was laughing about something with mystique, and then the mutant turned to look at Rogue who was now looking at them. "I love what you've done with your hair."
John had to keep himself from snorting, that is something he would have said if he did that to her. John knew very well that magneto did that to her hair.
Rogue looked like she was about to attack Magneto and Magneto gave her a look like, "oh, the little Rogue is going to attack me? The master of magnetism." But Bobby held her back and told her to let it go and they walked off together. John smirked and looked over at Magneto. "So…" he started, deciding to make conversation. "They say you're the bad guy."
Magneto looked at the pyromaniac, "is that what they say?"
John nodded and spotted his helmet sitting on the floor. "That's a dorky-looking helmet. What's it for?"
"This dorky-looking helmet," Magneto replied mockingly, "is the only thing that protects me from the real bad guys."
John nodded impressed, he heard that Xavier could not reach magneto most of the time…that helmet was probably why. Magneto opened his hand and John's lighter flew out of his hand and into magneto's clutches. John sat up, almost jumping to attack magneto for his lighter.
"What's your name?" Magneto asked, seeming interested in the young mutant.
"John." He replied, although fully knowing that's not what magneto wanted of him.
"What's your real name, John?"
"Pyro." He responded. His 'real name'. Magneto classified mutants by the code name, he, along with Pyro, believe that mutants were superior. He reached over and waved his hand over the flame, making a fire ball in his hand.
"Quite a talent you have there Pyro."
"I can only manipulate the fire…I can't create it." He closed his hand over the fire ball and looked at Magneto, feeling slightly embarrassed about that fact.
"You're a God among insects…Never let anyone tell you different." Magneto held out his hand and gave his lighter back to Pyro. The young mutant gave magneto a look, magneto understood him. Magneto didn't fear the danger of his powers; he didn't cut him back of his powers. Magneto nodded and turned back to Mystique and gave her a nod. Magneto knew something, something that John didn't just quite yet.
After the Jet took off for Alkali Lake, not even an hour later the Jet arrived. They came up with a plan; Mystique was going to disguise her self as Wolverine, the only man Stryker would trust. Then get into the control room and unlock the doors for the rest of them to come in. As they were taking off, waiting to go in waiting for the signal, John was getting ready also. Once they got the word from Mystique, the x-men started out. As John started to leave the Jet, Wolverine held him back. "whoa, where do you think you're going."
Pyro looked at him like he was crazy, "im going in there…with you."
Wolverine chuckled, "good one." He looked over at Bobby and Rogue, "Stay in the Jet, until we get back." The two teenagers nodded and Wolverine left, and Bobby pulled up the ramp. John stood there moth agape, they wouldn't let him go fight. What were they five? The three of them, especially Pyro, were strong enough to be out there. John plopped himself down with a humph. He glanced up at Bobby and Rogue and couldn't believe they were cool with this. They were old enough and skilled enough to go fight, it was only Wolverine, Storm, Jean, Magneto and Mystique against how many of Stryker's men? And Stryker was a mutant hunter so he probably had some stuff in there that affected mutants. With him, and with Bobby and even with Rogue they would have been a lot more powerful. Fire and Ice, although a lot different, were both destructive and Rogue…well she could knock someone out with a single touch of her finger. He crossed his arms and glared down at the floor and he felt Bobby and Rogue watching him. He felt like lashing out, yelling at them that they didn't deserve this. But he didn't, he remained silent.
A few hours passed and John was bored out of his mind. It was way too quiet, and even for him the flicking of the lighter wasn't enough entertainment. Once again he wished he could be out there, kicking that Stryker guy's ass. He started up once more with the flicking on and off of the lighter. He thought back to Magneto, and the conversation they had on the Jet. Magneto was the enemy, or so he was told, but Magneto believed in something that John realized he did too. Xavier was fighting for them to be equal…but that would never happen, that was a false hope. And everyone knew it, especially magneto and he stressed that issue. Magneto knew humans would never treat mutants as equals and he at one time tried to change all humans into mutants, which failed and hurt Rogue in the process, which John still resented him for. Magneto's words rang his head, "this dorky looking helmet is the only thing that will protect me from the real bad guys." "What's your real name John?" "Quite a talent you have there Pyro." "You're a god among insects…never let anyone tell you different." Finally he knew what he did not know before.
He snapped his lighter shut, "I'm sick of the kids table shit, im outta here." He got up and pressed the button that opened lowered the ramp and pulled on his jacket and halfway down he heard Rogue's voice. "John they told us to stay here."
He paused and turned back looking at her, remembering the night before. "you always do what your told." He started off once again.
"John…" she said in a pleading tone.
He stopped once more and turned around, "its Pyro." He snapped and walked out into the cold, never to return to the x-men again…never to return to her again.
You're beautiful. You're
beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel
with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be
with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with
you.
