Author's Note- Sorry it took so long to update. I've had this in my head for a while I've just been having some time management issues (as usual). But on the bright side I finally wrote it down and posted this chapter plus the next one is in the works. I'm working on trying to make chapter's longer and more (eh whats the word I'm looking for)...in depth, detailed, improved. I don't know you take your pick but for now please enjoy and once again I'm sorry about the wait (I'm slow). Oh and most importantly Thank you for all the reviews, the support and for just reading this! It's much appreciated!

Hellish

Chapter Six- Empty Walls

"HEY DEVI GET UP I NEED TO TALK TO YOU," shouted the one voice I dreaded hearing.

The bedroom door flew open with a bang and it didn't register in my brain what was about to happen until I rolled over and hit a body asleep beside me. I gasped out loud and

sat up quickly, instantly regretting it as my head started to spin. James grunted and buried his face into a pillow. Pyro stood at the end of the bed his eyes wide and his jaw dropped.

"John please let me explain," the words spilled out of my mouth before I could stop myself. "This isn't what it looks like."

"To early," James groaned as he rolled off the side of the bed and dragged himself out the door shutting it behind him.

We stared at each. Pyro's eyes burning up with each passing second. Mine blank.

"So who aren't you sleeping with?" He sneered.

My eyes instinctively rolled. Why did everything always have to get so dramatic? All I want is for just once a nice quiet relaxing day. Of course there is no chance of that happening.

"Seriously John it's not like that."

He squinted his eyes. "Oh yeah what's it like then?"

"It's none of your business," I snapped back. Two could play this game.

Stepping forward he pushed me roughly back down and leaned over me. His hands wrapped tightly around my wrists pinning me to the bed.

"But it is," he spat.

At that moment I lost control. Nothing was making sense. Not that it ever did but all I could do right then was panic... and I did. My pulse quickened and my muscles tensed. My blood boiled and my skin erupted in flames. Usually people freak out and run away or are to in shock to move and scream as they turn to ash but it barely even phased Pyro. Actually all it really did was make him laugh. He closed his eyes and smirked. I started to feel weak and my temperature started to drop.

"John stop it," I breathed in agony as he manipulated MY powers.

He didn't stop. Erik must have gotten to him and now he really wanted what Erik offered. Control over me.

"STOP IT," I screamed as pain ripped through my stomach. His grip loosened and he shifted his weight off of me.

"GET OUT," I screamed again clutching my stomach.

He stood watching me but I barely noticed between the pain and loss of strength. Slowly he turned a walked out of the room.

Screaming and crying I couldn't gather enough strength to keep myself conscious and darkness engulfed me.

When I woke up only one thought crossed my mind. Revenge. All the built up rage fed my main mission. I didn't care about my throbbing stomach anymore. It was just one more thing I was going to have to get used to. If they hadn't done so many experiments I would be fine. Actually I'd probably be with the X-freaks just because before the torture I was put through I was a descent person. Now I'm just rage and spitfire.

"Devi darling wonderful of you to join us," Erik greeted from his chair behind his desk.

The room was fully occupied. Well as fully occupied as you could get with five people. Mystique sat smirking elegantly on top of the desk while James leaned against the wall. Pyro sat in a chair a small fire dancing around his hands as he flipped his lighter open and closed. James nodded in greeting as I sat in an empty chair far from Pyro. I glared at him and turned my attention to Erik.

"It really isn't," I hissed crossing my right leg over the other and tilting my head.

Erik laughed and traded a glance with Mystique.

"I'm sending you three to gather new recruits. This time don't fail," Mystique ordered.

James nodded. Pyro just sat there lost in angry thoughts the click of his lighter his reply. The flame changed from orange to blue the longer focused. I couldn't tear my eyes away and a sudden urge pulsed through me. Maybe I really did want to be that flame.

"Devi? Are you in or not? DEVI!" Mystique yelled snapping my mind out of its daze.

"Oh... uh," I shook my head then glared at her. "Not like I have a choice."

She just watched me a annoying smirk on her lips like she knew what I had been thinking.

"Pyro your in charge. I'm not holding your hands this time," she declared causing me to roll my eyes.

"Like that'll save us," James to chuckled.

John didn't do anything but stare at that damn flame and flip his lighter.

"Right... were done here all of you out," she barked.

Pyro let his lighter snap closed and the flame vanished. He sat for a moment staring at his fist before getting to his feet. James was the first to walk out followed by Pyro then me. James ran off to the kitchen laughing and I silently walked a good distance behind Pyro. My eyes glued to the floor causing my orange bangs to fall in my sight. Trying to ignore him I didn't realize he had stopped until I ran face first into him. I closed my eyes not wanting to face him. Not yet. It hurt to much. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against him lifting my chin with his other hand.

"Devi," he whispered in my ear his hot breath sending a shiver down my spine. "James explained."

I knew there was no way out of this. He wasn't going to just let this go.

"Oh," I replied in between each heavy breath I drew in.

Slowly I opened my eyes and looked up into his burning gaze. I nearly melting that instant. What the hell is wrong with me? I can't melt I'm pure burning energy. But for some reason Pyro had every inch of my skin tingling, my bones shaking and my stomach flip flopping.

"You okay?"

I saw his mouth move but the words I barely heard over the loud beating of my heart.

"No," I admitted before I could stop myself.

God I'm an idiot. I wanted to punch myself for being so weak in front of him. For being so weak in general. I'd fallen down the ladder. I wasn't top of the food chain anymore. At the most I was prey but even prey is stronger than how I was feeling.

"I'll fix that," he vowed bending down and placing a soft kiss on my trembling lips.

Silently he took my hand and led me to my room where he bandaged my stomach, dosed me up on pain meds and left me in a quiet slumber. For the first time sense I'd come here I felt calm.