Summary: Kitty looks for John on Alcatraz.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
This is just another oneshot and has nothing to do with any of the others.
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Death
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"JOHN!"
"JOHN!"
"JOHN!"
Alcatraz was a complete disaster. Things were burning, there were bodies everywhere along with the haze of battle. There were broken plastic guns and empty cure cartridges littered across the ground. The smell of death hung heavy in the air along with the fog and smoke,
Kitty searched aimlessly for the fallen pyromaniac. Before John had left the two had been in a relationship and they had been seeing each other for weeks. After seeing everyone come back from Alkali lake with no John had broken her heart. She didn't eat or talk for weeks. Rogue had tried many times to get her to come out or talk or anything. And then here she was searching for him in this disaster of a battlefield after he had broken her heart. After Kitty had gone into the building and gotten the boy she had taken him to Bobby and run off to find John.
Kitty had to admit she had been mad at him when he had left. After watching Bobby knock him out from a far distance made all the hurt and anger disappear from her body. Kitty had made sure that Jimmy was safe with Bobby before running off in the direction that she had seen John and Bobby fight. When she made it there John was no where to be found, so now she was walking around yelling his name in hopes that he would hear her pleas and reply.
"Ki…tt…y?" it was faint but she could still hear it. She turned where the voice came from.
"John!" Kitty called out. She heard a slight sound of movement and moved closer to it. Her heart beat became erratic in the hopes that she had finally found John. Kitty walked around another car that was still smoking from the fire. She continued to walk in the direction the sound had come from. She heard Bobby and Peter calling her name out but tuned them out and kept walking towards the source of the noise.
The sight Kitty found next tore her heart out all over again as she found John leaning against a small post. He had dirt all over him and his clothes were tattered and ripped. He had blood trickling down from a long gash that ran from the middle of his forehead around to the apple of his cheek. She could see that he had taken off the igniters and his hands had a thin layer of ice over them. He had small cuts and scrapes, supposedly from Bobby's ice, all over his chest. Kitty almost broke down at the sight of John laying there looking so pitiful and small. She took his two large hands into her own smaller ones and started to rub them in hopes of warming them.
"Kitty…if I…don't…," John started to talk but let out a horrid cough instead.
"John, don't talk like that you're gonna be fine," Kitty managed to choke out behind her tears after realizing where John was going.
"No Kitty, I'm not…I don't deserve it…" John started.
"No John! Shut up everything is going to be okay."
"Kitty just listen please. If I don't make it I want you to know…" John coughed again.
"John…no stay with me," Kitty pleaded tears running steadily down her face.
"Kitty…I…I…love you," John coughed out before letting his head drop back into her lap.
"I…love you…too," Kitty managed to get out between her sobs. Kitty no longer felt John's breathe against her thigh and he was completely still. She checked for a pulse…nothing. Kitty closed her eyes and let the tears stream down her face. She let her head drop against him and just sat there holding his limp body in her arms. That was how Bobby and Peter found her. Peter picked her up as the headed back to the adults leaving John's dead body where it was against Kitty's muffled protests.