A/N: Another story of mine involving the one and only Pyro! Who else would it be... Bobby?
Chapter Summary: Pyro has a dream. (A/N: It's not what you think...believe me!)
What the Hell?
Ch. 1
Pyro's Dream
A building in the middle of nowhere and Pyro is standing in front of it. He stares at it wishing that it would go on fire, so he could watch it burn and eventually fall. Unfortunately to his disappointment, it doesn't go on fire but it crumbles and falls to the floor instead. Pyro simply shrugs at the rubble and moves on.
The trees are all on fire. "Now that's a sight," he said while looking up at the trees. The sky isn't blue but red instead, "That can't be good" he commented to himself. The ground is very hot but he doesn't notice. In the distance stands Rogue, she's pointing in the opposite direction. Pyro ignores her, but that was a mistake. In a split second, the trees went bare. The temperature drops and snowflakes begin to fall. He looked for his lighter, but it wasn't in any of his pockets. "Where's my damn lighter when you need it?" he mumbled as he folded his arms. Pyro went back to where Rogue was standing but she wasn't there anymore. He sighed, "Why don't I ever do what I'm told?"
The snow stops and the temperature rises. "Is this hell because it sure sucks," Pyro thought to himself. "It's boring too… there isn't anyone to annoy and the silence is slowly killing me!"
A bird flies over his head ... no, it doesn't poop on him but it does burst into flames. "Now that was awesome!" Pyro approved.
He walked about three miles and no one was in sight. The only building he saw was the one that crumbled right before his eyes.
Pyro stopped walking and was standing in the middle of... a road? He had no idea, but he'd had enough, "Where the fuck is everybody!" he screamed. He kicked the dust on the floor and mumbled, "And where the fuck am I?" Still frustrated Pyro kicked a nearby tree. A branch on fire fell from the tree. He got out of the way just in time, "That was close" he said as he looked at the branch on the ground.
He tried to get the flames to come to his hand but it didn't work. He tried again and the results were the same. That's when he realized his powers were gone.
Pyro looked down at his hands. "Fuck. Now, this is hell!"
Less than a minute later John woke up.
"What the hell was Rogue doing in my dream?"
A/N Update: I've got some ideas and I will continue the story. I'll put the main summary in the next chapter since it's not going to be a one-shot. Review please... I'd like to know what you think!
My Notes:
1. What would a pyromaniac dream about?
2. What would John aka Pyro dream about?
3. It's a dream so it doesn't necessarily have to make sense.
A/N: I might have gone a little too far with # 3. It's supposed to be a one-shot but who knows? I might continue it if I'm able to think of a story to go along with his dream.
FACT: Did you know that if you dream (and everyone does) it occurs 15 minutes before you wake up?