X-Men Origins: Pyro
Chapter 2
"Feelings"
X mansion, One year later.
John lied in his room playing with his zippo lighter, doing many zippo tricks he could think of. The lid Snapping and clinking helped him think, the question was 'what was he thinking about?'. Well that was easy, Kitty Pryde; his first kiss. Ever since he told Professor X about her and that the government has ben studying her 'condition' her parents have clearly put it. "Condition?" John lit the lighter staring into the flame, "What condition?" he thought. His hatred and anger caused the flame to grow higher and higher almost touching the ceiling, but Bobby walked in just in time to break John's concentration. The flame died down to its regular size and John flipped the lid shut.
"What do you want Bobby?" John said annoyed.
"You skipped two classes today." Bobby crossed his arms.
"So what if I blow off a couple of classes, you know me Popsicle."
"Yeah... But you been this way since you talked to the professor about Kitty." Bobby was not wrong. John Allerdyce is the most rebellious kid in school, he got on everyone's nerves, and literally showed no sympathy or better yet a soft side. John did just that ignoring what the Iceman just said. He just sat at the foot of his bed flipping open his shark zippo and igniting it just staring at the flame. Bobby scoffed and leaned over and just snatched the fire manipulator's precious artifact.
"Hey!" John growled. He may intimidate others but not Bobby, Fire and Ice may not have matched but the two felt closer than brothers... once in a while. Bobby just held him back.
"Look John, people won't care about what you feel. You may be the rebel of this school, but you are one of the most powerful mutants this school has to offer. You put a pen in your hand you can create masterpieces. The pen may be mightier then the sword, I know that's not your style but, sometimes you got to stop hiding what you feel instead of writing it down. Because no matter what you do you always do the right thing, you just don't realize it." Bobby explained, handing Pyro back his lighter. John slowly, took it back. "Oh, and Mr. Summers said get to the danger room." Bobby said as he left.
The danger room, the only fun thing to do at the school. The school was also a base of operations for the X-Men, a special task force of mutants. Only mutants above class 3 were able to be trained into being an X-man to hone their powers for the greater good. When John was old enough he began doing combat simulations, using his skills from Pyrokinesis. Scott Summers also known as Cyclops, an X-man and the coach for the X-men trainees. John always got on his nerves when it comes to the sessions for John's recklessness. John may be a rebel but Pyro was a hothead and not just literally.
"Nice of you to join us, Mr. Allerdyce." Cyclops said. John merely smirked, "I trust you're gonna suit up this time."
"It's alright, Cyclops I'm cool with it." John replied. Cyclops huffed and gathered the rest of the trainees for their simulations, John was the only one who stood out than the rest not wearing the uniform, of course there was absolutely no way people were going to be seeing him in leather. John entered the danger room. The room began to change it's entire scene, Pyro was somewhere cold, in the mountains. People began running for their lives as terrorists took them hostage and more aimed their weapons at Pyro. Pyro flicked the cap of his lighter and lit it, he smirked and he manipulated a stream of fire knocking down a handful of terrorists. Pyro suddenly stopped as they threaten to kill the hostages, Bobby's words began looping in his head. The flames died out as he stood down.
"Eh... What the hell..." Pyro shrugged. He noticed one terrorist had a cigarette in his mouth. Pyro smirked and winked signaling the fire of the cigarette to spew out small spheres of fire knocking all of them out. Leaving the hostages unharmed.
"Simulation complete" The V.I said. The room shifted back to it's original setting. Cyclops was utterly impressed and yet surprised.
"That was... better." He said adjusting his glasses. Pyro kept flipping his lighter cap on and off, with one hand shoved into his jeans while casually walking out of the danger room.
"Good to know." John said going past Cyclops, "Professor Summers..." John took the lift back up to the mansion, at least he got an A+ on something he can do at this school. Bobby waited casually for him at the elevator's entrance with his arm's crossed. "Been waiting long, Iceman?" John said.
"So how did you do?" Bobby asked.
"Well thanks to you I actually got an A in something."
Bobby smiled and nodded, "I knew you could do it."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Still its just a simulation, its not the real thing. Besides when are you starting?" John said as they walked down the hall.
"Tomorrow, is it like they said it is?"
"Yeah, pretty fun shit." John said leaving Bobby to go to the library, so much unlike him. But John was a talented poet, only known to himself and Bobby. John always spent time in the library reading deferent books, like Poe.
Bobby stood at the entrance of the library just watching his friend read in peace while of course still fiddling with that lighter of his.
"Bobby." Said the man coming to him in a wheelchair.
"Professor, how are you?" Bobby smiled.
"I'm quite well thank you." The professor said looking towards John who was still sinking backing into the couch reading poetry. "Well it seems that John has found a fondness in Edgar Allen Poe."
"That's John, despite all he does he just likes to sit there and read. It amazes me that someone like John has a hobby such as this."
"John's tragic past has changed him, when I found him as a boy his mind was clouded in hate, confusion, and fear. And I brought him here to overcome his hatred and fears. This Bobby I believe is progress." The professor explained. "I like you to meet a new student of ours." He said as a young girl moved around the corner shyly holding her bag. "This is Kitty Pryde."
"Bobby?" She asked in surprise.
Bobby smiled. "Hey, Kitty... It been a while." She smiled back and turned towards the library, and sees a seemingly familiar figure playing with his lighter and reading a book. Her eyes watered in the joy of seeing somebody she knew made her feel safe. John Allerdyce looked up and locked eyes with her, for the first time in a long time he smiled.