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Title: The Downside to Being One of the Bad Guys
Disclaimer: I own nothing and am getting no money.
Summary: The main problem with being one of the bad
guys is that you have to fight the good guys, and you
what always happens with that...
A/N: Takes place about a year and a half after X2. I
didn�t address the Jean issue; I just don�t mention
her at all. I also decided to add Gambit, he�s with
the Brotherhood (I know he doesn�t belong there, but
that team needed more players and I like Gambit)
(I do own Natalya, but I doubt anyone would want her
so I don't worry)
�Saint John Allerdyce! You are not well enough to be
out of bed young man.� Dr. McCoy scolded. He�d
arrived down in the infirmary to find his patient
gracelessly roll himself off the bed and start off
across the room.
The boy chuckled and continued on his path, slowly
plodding along. �You�ve been reading a personnel file
or something, haven�t you?�
�Your medical records still here at the school. They
have your actual given name.�
�It�s actually pronounced sinjin, not Saint John.�
�Sinjin?� The pronunciation had rolled beautifully
off Pyro�s tongue but seemed a little foreign coming
�Yeah, sinjin, I know, it sucks.� He rolled his eyes.
�What the hell were my parents thinking? That�s why
�It�s a fine name. But John, you need to lie back
down. You�re in no shape to be walking around.�
�I�m a man on a mission Doc� McCoy, right?�
�Very good, I�m surprised you remember. You were not
at your best when we first met.�
�Yeah, sorry about the less than spectacular first
impression� John had reached his destination, the half
bath across the room. Hank realized he hadn�t gotten
around to catheterizing the boy.
When John was done and beginning his trek back to the
bed Hank put his hand under the boy�s elbow to help
support him. The quick excursion had wiped out the
boy�s energy. He�d initially flinched, almost
undetectably, at the touch but kept the reaction
covered. Hank felt it though, and he was pretty sure
he knew where it had come from. He had read St. John
Allerdyce�s medical records, all of them.
John had been a mess when he came to
Xavier�s. He was a runaway, had been on his own for a
little more than a year. A boy could go through a lot
living on the streets that long. At 5� 9�� he only
weighed 120 pounds, dangerously underweight. He�d
been keeping himself alive visiting soup kitchens or
pulling a dine and dash every few days. His hair
was long and dirty, eyes darkly shadowed by
exhaustion, and bruises colored his pale skin. He�d
run away from a foster home and had been quite adamant
about not going back there. He never said what went
on there, but Both Dr. Grey and Dr. McCoy had
suspicions. The notes Dr. Grey had made compared him
to a skittish puppy.
He knew the professor was in a difficult
place. He needed to know what Magneto was planning,
if it was dangerous, which it almost certainly was.
But in his place, the Beast wouldn�t be able to hold
this young man, do anything to make him talk. Enemy
or not, he�d already been through too much. The
professor of course wouldn�t have to resort to
barbaric methods. He was the world�s most powerful
telepath after all. He could simply look inside the
boy�s mind and know anything the Brotherhood member
did. It was likely possible to do it without Pyro
ever being aware it happened.
Bobby was John�s first official visitor.
He�d raced trough another bowl of Corn Flakes and had
been at the infirmary by 8am. Hank noted this as he
glanced at his watch. He�d really expected John to
get a little more rest than this. �I�ll tell him
�Thanks Dr. McCoy� Hank turned towards the
bed where John had managed to regain enough strength
to prop himself up on his elbows.
�It�s not that big a place, I can see he�s
here all by myself Doc.�
�Uh, hey John�
�Hey, come to gloat about me getting taken
�Nah, you win some lose some.� Since John
had left a year and a half ago they�d faced him on the
field of battle 21 times. Bobby kept a running tally,
after the battle the day before Pyro had 12 wins, 7
losses and 2 escapes. Sometimes in the heat of battle
Iceman lost track of Pyro and didn�t know how the
�Oh come admit it, a little gloat is going on, you�re
not that much of a goody-goody. I did handcuff you to
a building.� Bobby smiled sadly.
�Nah, no gloat, cause dude, you like death warmed
over.� He was seriously pale from the blood loss,
McCoy had dressed him in the usual washed out green
paper robe and these contrasted heavily with John�s
dark brown hair and eyes.
�Like you are a judge of warmed things� An
awkward silence developed. Hating those passionately
Pyro spoke up again. �They�re making a new Batman;
you�ll never guess who the studio wants to play
�Uhm, Noah Wylie�
�We�ve established, Noah, good Bruce
Wayne, bad Batman.�
�Well, it�s a hard balance to achieve.�
�No, this guy they want will be a crummy Bruce Wayne
and a crummy Batman. Balance thrown completely out
�Who is it?�
�No! �Dude Where�s my Car� Ashton
��Just Married�, �That 70�s Show�, MTV
loves me, Ashton Kutcher!�
�This is a crime!�
�Against all things holy, by which I mean
�Who could be worse that Kelso?�
�Carrot Top, only one�
�Luckily he�s occupied with the phone
commercials or they might make him Robin�
After Bobby left John drifted off to
sleep. Hank was glad to see it, the young man needed
to build his strength back up. Orono Monroe regally
stepped through the threshold not long after he
dropped off. She had a tray with a sandwich, milk,
and a pack of Twinkies. �Salutations Storm� greeted
�Hi Hank, I just wanted to look in on
Pyro, and make sure you got some lunch.�
�He's a former student of yours?�
�He wasn�t a big fan of history�. She
looked down at him. She�d never noticed before but
John had classic villain features. He was dark around
the eyes and his features were strong. She�d always
thought of them as having a Slavic influence, probably
from his mother, now they looked evil. He was a
villain now, one of the mutant terrorists under
Magneto. She sighed.
�Are you having remorse about the
situation?� Beast asked around Twinkie bites.
�No, it�s not like that. He�s a part of
the other side now, it�s to be expected eventually one
of us would hurt him. It�s just odd to have him here,
�He�s more of a patient than a prisoner.
He lost a great deal of blood and required extensive
�Just because he�s your patient, and
young, doesn�t mean he�s not dangerous Hank. He�s a
member of the Brotherhood.�
�I�ll make sure he doesn�t strangle me
with the IV line.� Storm smiled. Hank had a kind
heart and nothing she�d say to make him see John as a
threat would work. She knew that.
�Good, keep an eye on the saline bag, he
might try to drown you.�
�Thanks for the warning.� Smiling, Storm
swept out of the room as gracefully as she�d entered
Pyro stayed asleep for about an hour
before the arrival of Professor X woke him. �I�d like
to see Mr. Pyro.� Hank glanced back at his patient.
�He�s already awake� Charles smiled. It was good to
be a telepath sometimes.
�Well I don�t see a problem then.�
Charles wheeled to the young man�s
bedside. �Good morning Pyro.� Xavier had debated
what to call the boy. If he called him John,
associated him with the young man they�d taken of the
streets a few years ago, it would be too hard to
continue this conversation. �Feeling better?�
�Yeah, thanks Professor, I appreciate you
not letting me die and all.� Pyro was avoiding eye
contact. Xavier could feel his apprehension.
�Of course� there was another awkward
silence. John fidgeted. Xavier looked at him sadly.
Realizing what he was thinking, John laughed.
�You still think that Magneto coerced me
away, prayed upon my youth and innocence and that�s
why I left. You�re wrong professor. All he said to
me was �Are these human�s really worth saving?� and
you know what, I don�t think they are.� Charles could
see the angry fire that had always been a blinding
aura around Pyro at the school was just a tiny spark
behind his eyes now. He�d matured since the last time
Xavier had spoken to him.
�So you engage in terrorist attacks to
make your point, does that solve anything?�
�We�ve done some good.�
�You are so bent on protecting these humans. But what
are they doing to us mutants?� He thought about his
teammates. Mystique �They make us live in fear� Toad
�abuse us� Remy �experiment on us� Natalya �and lock
us away like animals�.
�They don�t all do that John. Those people are just
scared and don�t understand.�
�They should be scared. We�re not going to let these
monsters continue to exploit mutants. We�re stronger,
better, and we�ll win.�
�Peace, we can all live together peacefully if we
Pyro snorted, �Yeah, sure, they�ll just stop.
Xavier wheeled himself around the office. It was a
difficult decision. It was completely wrong, against
all of his ethical beliefs to do what he was
considering doing. He was considering entering Pyro�s
mind without consent and finding out what the young
man knew. Of course Magneto could be preparing to wipe
out all of humanity. It wouldn�t be the first time
Erik had tried that. The Brotherhood was a dangerous
Pyro would know what was going on. Charles had seen
the fatherly affection Erik had for the boy. Mystique
had jokingly referred to him as the �heir apparent�
once. He could understand the reference though. Pyro
had the passion; it was obvious, especially after
their last conversation. Xavier sighed. What was
right, against the consequences of inaction, this was
the battle that raged in the professor�s mind. Would
he be able to forgive himself for invading Pyro�s
mind? What if there was no plan? What if Pyro wasn�t
in on the plan? Would he forgive himself for not using
this opportunity when Magneto was destroying humanity?
It was the old the good of the many out weighs the
good of the few that finally pushed Xavier�s hand. It
would infuriate Pyro if he knew the professor had
entered his mind. It was unlikely Xavier would ever
get near the young man again. It might be possible to
do the deed as the boy slept, and he might not ever
realize what had occurred. If Pyro knew or didn�t
know the act would still torment Charles. This was
his most basic ethical belief he was violating. The
other side of the card was all of humanity. It was
likely that whatever Magneto was planning, it was bad.
It would just bring about a war between humans and
mutants. The effects of such a war were unthinkable.
War was a brutal, horrible thing, regardless of the
combatants. Xavier had pledged his life to spreading
understanding and peace, to preventing such a war.
Xavier swallowed �Hank� he called mentally �Sedate Mr.
Pyro.� and he headed off to the infirmary, determined
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