As I sure you already know, this is a work of complete fiction based on elements that are real. Yadda, yadda, blah, blah…whew glad that's over; and now the disclaimer. Of course, I don't own anything besides my character and the story's idea/plot/some events/etc…again, yadda, yadda, yadda. Please read and review as the continuation of this story depends on if people are liking it or/and have an interest in it. I'm taking the idea I had with a past story at not trying to fill out like 10 pages for each chapter, but to just put the idea down and post it no matter how short.

Pairing: Scott/Logan (Like duh :D) with maybe Colossus/Original character

Timeline: Post X2, leading into X3

E-Mail: M

Chapter Four: The Fiery Soul

"Time to wake up." I felt disoriented and as I opened my eyes, my vision was blurred but soon cleared. A young guy with blonde, swept back hair was staring at me. "It's about time, wouldn't want you to miss all that fun now would we?"

As I collected my bearings, I found that my hands were tied behind my back as well as the legs of the metal chair I was on. "You don't seem like someone who has the kind of power he says you do." Who says? What is he even talking about?

"Where am I?"

"I wonder if it true though, if you can resist it."

"Resist what? What are you talking about; what's going on?!" I tried to stand, but the bonds kept me on the chair.

"Feisty aren't we?" He leaned in close to me. He was so close I could smell his after shave, so close that I could…I forced my head forward and hit the bastard square in the head. A throbbing that started in my brain told me that what I did was not the best idea in more ways than one.

"Son of a bitch!" He opened his hand and a small flame lit from something strapped to his hand. He thrust his hand at me and I became engulfed in fire and screams.

"Do we know where he was taken?" Professor Xavier asked. Logan shook his head.

"There was a large crowd gathered around the Ferris Wheel, but I have a hunch Magneto took him."

"What makes you say that? You said there were people everywhere," Ororo stated.

"Mystique was there, I could smell her…and your little friend," Logan directed his gaze to Bobby.

"You mean John? That would explain the controls going up in flame-"

"Which would draw a crowd and cause a distraction," Ororo finished. Scott let out a heavy sigh.

"The Ferris Wheel is right near the pier itself, the only way they could've gotten out without drawing attention to themselves would be the pier."

"Who the last to see Haley?" the Professor asked.

"Uh…Pete was and he's…acting strange now." Bobby answered.

"I tried to talk to him but he didn't seem to listen, just got mad and crush his dresser. I'm guessing he's blaming himself," Rouge said.

"Alright, Ororo, go see if you can get Piotr to tell you anything, I'll use Cerebro."

As I felt the rush of heat stop, I slowly opened my eyes. My skin didn't feel burnt; I didn't feel any pain at all. Looking over myself, the only thing that was burnt were my clothes which now more holy than a Priest.

I heard a grunt and a door slam violently shut. The blonde guy was no where to be seen. The minutes ticked by, the only sound my breathing. There wasn't anything in the room, just metal floors, walls, and ceiling with built in lights. I'm not sure how much time had gone by before the door opened again and a woman with blue skin and red hair walked quietly in. She stared at me as she walked over to my side.

I regarded her with suspicion and started to thrash about when I saw she was holding a needle. She grabbed my arm to keep it still as she inserted the needle. A loud scream tore from my throat and I could feel the liquid entering my body. "What is that?!" I demanded of her. She simply stood and left the room as quiet as she had entered. It was only a few seconds later that I felt myself becoming sleepy. I tried to stay awake but I just couldn't and my eyes shut and in no time at all, I drifted off into a deep sleep.

Xavier sat within Cerebro, his eyes closed as he concentrated. There where many thoughts to search through but he had yet to find Haley. His brow twitched as he found a faint thought. It wasn't clear, but the Professor was certain it was Haley.

Exiting Cerebro, Xavier instructed Logan and Scott where to find him and to have Ororo go along as well.

Ororo lightly knocked on the door and called out Piotr's name. There was no response so she opening the door quietly and looked inside. Piotr was sitting on his bed, staring out the window. "Piotr, you okay." The large man was silent. Stepping into the room, Ororo sat herself on the bed next to the large teen and rubbed his back. "You have nothing to blame yourself for, it was out of your control, don't beat yourself up over it."

Piotr rose suddenly from the bed, startling her. "I had him…I had his hand and he was safe and then…and then he fell. I was too weak to help him." Ororo looked at the back of his head as he stared out the window at the gray sky.

"We'll find him Piotr," she said, rising from the bed. "We'll find him and bring him back. You have nothing to be sorry for and Haley won't think any less of you." She was going to say more but Scott came in and told her they needed to leave. With a reassuring squeeze to Pete's shoulder, Ororo quickly left the room to follow Scott.

Piotr wanted to believe in what she said, but his heart felt like it had been stabbed and his chest hurt. "Haley…" he spoke, reaching out to place his hand on the glass of the window. "I'm so sorry…" a single tear trailed down his face.

"Once they've located him, they will come for him. Once they're hear, we'll tell what we know and give them the chance to join us. If they refuse, then kill them. The humans said they have found a cure…the war has began."
Author's Note: Well, well, well. I got a chapter written in about 41 minutes. Go me!!!! Whew I just hope I can get the rest out of my head too LOL! Well, as I'm sure most of you can tell, the next chapter will be leading into X-Men: The Last Stand.