(A/N: Hey everyone! Here's Chapter Two of Hellfire, the sequel to Arrival. Scott finally gets his chance to get his revenge on the brotherhood. Enjoy!)
John ran downstairs, still toweling off his neck. "What happened?" He asked, standing next to their red-spectacled leader. Scott's glasses were smoking. "The brotherhood. They're attacking the mall." John blinked. The brotherhood, huh? "So why aren't we out tearing them new ones?" Logan growled. "Because, shellhead, if we went there, who would get put on TV?" John frowned. "Us? So what?" Rogue put a gloved hand on his shoulder. "John, if we went thar we'd get seen, and if we get seen 'n thah hellfahre club'll know we lived." John blinked. "Ah. Got it. So get Forge to hotwire a spike to the TV cameras. Like Peirce did." Laura came and stood next to him, lacing her fingers into his. "Actually that would work." She said, musing over it. Scott merely gave the TV a death glare. "Do it." He said. Jean frowned at him worriedly from the couch. "Scott, aren't you being a bit hasty?" She asked. Scott growled. "The brotherhood's had it coming for a long time, now I've got the chance to give it to them and you think I'm being hasty!?" His emotions must have really have been flaring, because Jean flinched. John stepped forward. "Jean, I know you're nervous." She raised an eyebrow at him, as if wondering what he was doing. "This may be our last chance to actually catch these goons." He looked at Scott out of the corner of his eye. "Before they got the drop on us. Before they had a plan. This time we're the only ones THEY won't be expecting. This is the perfect opportunity." Scott shot him a grateful look. Logan nodded a bit. "Shellhead's right yaknow, Jean." Jean sighed, and John didn't have to be a telepath to know she still thought it was a bad idea. "All right… I'll call forge.
Kurt teleported Kitty and himself out of the way of the X-Van hurtling towards them. Things weren't going well, to say the least. It was just him, Kitty, Scott, John and Jean. The others had stayed back to protect the mansion. Not such a good thing. They were getting their asses beat. The Brotherhood had changed as much as the X-Men had. Pietro was wearing a green jumpsuit with a silver lightning bolt running across it. He'd also grown taller and faster, and was running circles around Scott. The Toad had turned green,and had grown out his hair. His froglike appendages had acquired webbing, and his back feet could no longer fit into shoes. The Blob had grown twice as big and was also wearing a jumpsuit, though it was black and had no sleeves or pants. They had recruited two new members, as well. A silver-haired man with black sunglasses and all-black clothes and a trenchcoat who called himself Mastermind… Kurt figured he was probably from the Matrix… and a girl with light blue skin and hair, as well as a darker blue oval over one eye who called herself Domino. Mastermind and Jean were having a psychic throwdown of epic preportions, and John was busy trying to get close to Domino. Kurt set Kitty down in front of Blob. "You got zhe living food incinerator?" He asked jokingly. She kissed his cheek. "Go ahead, I'll take care of him." The Blob snarled down at Kitty. "Whaddaya gonna do princess? Throw rocks at me? I'm the immoveable BLOB!" He roared and sprinted at her. Kitty phased him halfway into the ground. He looked down at the ground, then back up at kitty. She stuck out her tongue at him. Kurt laughed, then was tackled by a slimy green frog. Kurt nearly wretched. "Get off of me, you reek like a pig!" He kicked Toad over his head. "I zhought you were reformed!" Kurt growled in disgust. Toad looked sorrowful. "They dragged me back, man…They just wanted me for one last heist." Kurt felt a pang of sympathy for the Toad. "Vhell mein shtinken krote… (My stinky toad) You'll have plenty of time to reflect on your mistake behind bars. You see, here's how zis vill go down. First, Scott's going to smash Pietro's face in. Zhen, Jean vill stop Mastermind, and John vill stop Domino. Zhen I vill hit you in zhe face vizh a pipe." Toad growled and leapt at him. Kurt tackled him backwards with a snarl. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Scott send Pietro skidding away from him with an optic blast. He heard Mastermind cry out in pain, and Domino sailed past him. Toad kicked away from Kurt and surveyed his fallen comrades. "Oh man, I'm gettin' outta here, man!" He turned and began hopping away. Kurt 'bamfed' in front of him, nonchalantly bouncing a pipe in his hands. They exchanged a moment of eye contact. A small smile curled at Kurt's lips. "Yep." There was a loud 'clang!' and the Toad went down.
Scott smirked. This felt good. Finally they'd beaten the brotherhood. "Good work team, let's get goin' for-" An earthquake exploded into life, tossing the X-Men around like ragdolls. Lance stepped into the light. A wispy moustache and beard had begun to grow. His voice had gotten lower. "You stupid punks never learn, do ya?" He held out his hands and grinned, staying completely conscious as the earth rattled. God damn it, NO! We were so CLOSE! Scott saw Pietro getting to his feet with a sneer. Scott was flat on his ass in seconds. Kurt and Kitty were now fighting for their lives against Mastermind and Domino, while the Toad knocked Jean over every time she got up. John was being pummeled by Blob, and whenever any of them attempted to help the other Lance caused an earthquake. Within minutes, the X-Men were left dazed on the pavement, struggling to help each other up in the wake of this, the most disasterous loss they had had against the Brotherhood. John was trying to get to his feet but kept falling back. Kurt's tail had been tied in a knot, and he and Kitty were busy with the arduous and extremely painful task of untying it. "God… DAMN it!" He roared to the sky. Jean walked up behind him and put her hand on his shoulder, leaning her head on his back. "It's ok, Scott. They… just had a plan. It's ok." Scott was trembling with rage. "They had a plan last time, too, remember? And the time before that! AAAGH!" He fired an optic blast at the sky. John stumbled over, still rubbing his head. "Don't sweat it Scott, we'll get him next time." Scott didn't know why, but suddenly he knew who he would be taking his anger out on. "Is that all this is to you?" He snarled angrily. John blinked, taken aback. "'Scuse me?" "Is this all just a little game, where we can go 'oh well, we'll win next time!' Is that how you see this, you stupid grey-skinned half-wit!?" John frowned. "You really think I would even have come with you if I thought this was a game?!" John snarled. "At least I don't have a rod up my-" Jean intervened. "Ok, you know what? Stop. This is pointless." Scott stepped in front of her. "No, Jean, I want to see what this little asshole has to say."
John's blood was boiling now. "Oh I'M an asshole?! Who stood up for you on this mission in the first place?"
"And who asked for you help!?" Scott was shouting now. John shouted back. "FINE! 'Note to self: Let Scott make a complete DOUSCHE of himself WITHOUT ANYONE'S HELP! Seems to be all you're good at nowadays, seeing as we're getting routinely WHUPPED under your 'leadership'."
"At least I can see who I'm following, you one-eyed freak!"
"Says the guy who wears ruby glasses! Maybe that's it, you see red even when you're not pissed!"
"At least I didn't grow up on the streets!"
"At least I can do something other than fire panzy little beams outta my eyes!"
"At least I didn't get half my head blown off!"
"Yeah? Well you might as well have. I don't see what the professor sees in you you pampered, prissy little bitch!" John realized he'd gone to far. He frowned apologetically as Scott stood in stunned silence, like the others. "Whoa, hey, I didn't mean-" Scott took a step forwards and punched John hard, across the face. They both let out a cry of pain. Scott had punched John in the left eye, where the plate covered his face. Kitty started to step forwards. "Hey now-" John, however, punched Scott in the nose, sending his head rocking back. He also put a little extra 'oomf' into it, and Scott tripped onto his ass cradling a bloody nose. "You little son of a bitch!" He growled. "Figures, you hit like a girl scout you take one like a girl scout. I'll be tipping the van upright if anyone needs me." He turned to go. A roar filled his ears and he was hit in the back with the force of a car. Red light swirled around him and he was propelled into the van. His head was swimming. "How'd that feel? Still think they're panzy beams, you little bastard?" A torrent of rage swept through him. How dare he? John roared in fury, sprinting at Scott, armor wrapping around him. Scott snarled and put a hand to his visor. Jean screamed. "ENOUGH!" A psychic wave reverberated through the streets. John tripped and fell, armor recoiling. Scott's head snapped sideways. Everyone picked themselves up, looking worriedly between John and Scott. Jean frowned at John. "Johnathan! How could you even think about armoring up to attack Scott!" She turned to Scott. Something unspoken passed between them. "Let's get in the X-Van and go home." She said in a soothing tone. John felt his anger die down, replaced with cold resentment. "Come on, John, vhat are you vaiting for?" Kurt frowned, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder. John had other plans, however. "That's ok, I think I'll walk." He turned and walked to the van, armored up and tipped it on it's wheels, then grabbed his coat and started walking back the way they had came. He was dimly aware of the X-Van when it roared past and a baleful blue face in the window, and then he was left as he had entered the family.
Alone.
(A/N: Chapter two was longer than I'd figured I'd get out. Naruto will be with us to start off the next chapter, so see you then! Epsilon Indi out!)