I landed street level and created a small crater in the ground. Traffic around the building that I was in had stopped and police officers were just starting to set up tape and making sense of everything. I looked with my eyes and my instincts looked with my senses, the latter found him first.
He was just starting to get out of the rubble that his fall made and he looked dazed.
I approached a car that was waiting to take a detour out of the zone.
"Get out of the vehicle," I growled.
"I'm sorry!? What's your problem man?"
I smashed my hands into the hood and crumpled the metal into my grip.
"Get out now!"
The driver dived out the door like it was on fire and ran away. I then picked up the car by the hood and turned towards Sinister. He was hunched over on his knees now spitting up blood. I took aim and tensed my leg muscles, then leaped forward.
I crossed the street like it was nothing and landed bringing the car down on his head. The sound of smashed metal destroyed the little peace that New York's finest had created and people started to scream and run away. Their cries hurt my ears slightly but I was able to block it out by focusing on my task.
I brought the car back up over my head like it was a feather and looked down to see Sinister lying on the ground with glass and small metal pieces in him. That wasn't good enough for me.
I brought the car back down two more times before I tossed it away in a random direction. I heard it hit something but didn't really care what it was.
A puddle of blood surrounded Mr. Sinister as he laid there. I picked him up by his collar and brought him to my face. His head lolled backwards and he was delirious from the pounding.
"We're not even close to being finished yet."
I spun twice and through him towards some buildings. He smashed through a window on the 3rd floor and disappeared inside.
I jumped to go after him and was shot out of the air.
An immensely hot pain hit me in the side and pushed me off course. I ended up hitting the wall four windows down from where I wanted to go. I dug my fingers into the mortar and cement and looked to my left.
A suit of armor came flying at me and tackled me off the building. He continued his trajectory and we left the building.
"No you fool!"
"Look buddy, I don't know who you are and I don't care. You're wrecking my city and that's a big 'Don't Do' in my books."
As we passed two more blocks I finally took action. I raised my hands and let a ball of Ki appear in each one. I brought them together on the metal suits head and an explosion happened.
I continued to fly backwards while the suit dropped towards the ground. I couldn't stop myself or at least didn't know how to. I created a trench in the road while the suit made another crater.
"Just to stay out of my way machine! This doesn't concern you!"
"Actually you're wrong on two accounts. I'm not a machine, and you're destroying my city. This is definitely my concern."
I saw it stand up and rip the helmet off that was now completely ruined. A young looking man appeared.
"Then you're in my way," I said as I clenched my fists.
"And you need to be stopped," he got into a basic fighting stance like a boxer.
I narrowed my eyes and focused on him, then disappeared.
I went around him and reappeared performing a Spartan Kick to the small of his back. He stumbled forward and I was gone by the time he turned around.
I elbowed him in the back and saw him fly forward. For a moment I wondered if it had been that easy, all talk and no bark. But suddenly he flipped around and shot me in the chest with a blast from his hand.
I flew backwards and smashed into a parked car. The alarm started to blare and so I ripped off both doors on my side and threw them at him. He blasted the first and it flew off in a random direction but the second smashed into his torso sending him flying.
I phased out, moving so fast that I left an afterimage behind. I reappeared above the Man-In-Armor and brought my elbow down onto his midsection smashing him back to street level.
"And stay down!" I growled out.
"Not likely kid," he wheezed out.
A glow emanated from the guys chest and before I could understand what it was a blast shot from the circle there and hit me. The air left my lungs and I was thrown backwards into the air.
Before I could recover my arc ended abruptly with searing pain stabbing into my back and changing my direction of motion. I was now falling straight down back to ground level. I looked over my shoulder and saw a blue face with red eyes and everything about it was full of hatred and anger that it scared me for a moment.
And then we smashed into the ground.
I picked Wolverine up by his collar and held him to my face.
"What the hell Logan! Do you realize what you just fucking did!?"
Usually, in very stressful situations I was the only one cracking jokes and laughing at nothing like a crazy person. But after seeing the kid-Ian, his name is apparently-kick Ben Grimm's ass just outside the Baxter Building and toss Wolverine clear across a room and then punch Mr. Sinister through a wall, I was no longer in a joking mood.
"Trying to stop the bomb," his voice was weak. The German Suplex must have been a harder hit than I thought.
"You fucking idiot!" I threw him back towards the ground. "He was doing perfectly fine until you came along! He only blew up like that because he saw Mr. Sinister"
"He was going to snap anyway," he garbled as he struggled to sit up.
"No he wasn't! Sometimes you don't need to do a preemptive attack to stop someone! All you have to do is talk to them. I thought you would have learned that by now with all of the fuck ups that the X-Men always have."
I shot out a web line through the hole in the wall and went after the sounds of fighting and Archangel.
I helped Wolverine to his feet.
"Maybe he's right Logan. The fighting that's coming from outside only started when we got here."
"That, thing, out there is a monster! We can't stop to talk to it and listen to its feelings!"
"Isn't that what some people once thought of you Logan? Trying to kill you for being in some place at the wrong time because they thought you remembered your past when they backstabbed or killed someone that you loved? Or even how Anti-Mutants think of us?"
I turned my head to see Sue Storm a few steps away from us. Elixir stood beside her looking scared.
Logan looked at her and was about to say something but then stopped.
"Let's go Laura."
Wolverine used my shoulder to stand up and started to walk away.
"He's just as scared as you were when you woke up with no memory Logan. You, out of everyone else in the world, knows what he is going though."
He just kept walking.
"Let's go Elixir. Someone's going to need to be healed."
I cocked my fist back and smashed it into the face of the blue-black Angel guy. He was so delirious that he didn't even put up his arms anymore to put up a fight. Suddenly my hyperactive warrior's sense kicked in and I reached behind me grabbing a metal shield out of the air. I dropped the Bird-Man and turned to face the new guy.
He was dressed in red, white, and blue with a star on his chest.
"Well that's unexpected," I heard him gasp out.
I launched the circular shield back at him and he caught it in the chest but slid backwards a few feet and into a parked truck. Sirens started to go off again hurting my ears and I sent an oversized Ki ball into the vehicle. Star-Man jumped out of the way just in time and the vehicle exploded into flames.
I turned to look for Tin-Man because I knew he was flying around somewhere, but instead came face to face with a green foot as big as my whole body.
And it was the hardest thing to ever hit me.
I was flung backwards like a rock in a catapult.
My sense of up and down were so wrong because of how much I was flipping. My instincts were telling to stop myself but I didn't know how to.
I eventually landed into the road again but I didn't even know how far away I traveled. I laid in the hole that my body made for some time trying to get myself back together.
And then the anger burned like fire into my veins. It consumed me totally, slightly lifting the smaller pebbles off of me and into the air.
I climbed out of my almost tomb and stood hunched over for a second letting my power build.
My body acted on autopilot and I felt like a back seat driver. My energy exploded outward after the buildup, literally pushing the concrete away from me and a scream escaped from my lips. I threw my head back and clenched my muscles, feeling the power course me and revitalizing my tired body.
Suddenly I was spun around and my face crashed into a chest. I started to struggle to get away but arms wrapped around me and held me close suffocating me. After a few seconds of fighting I realized words were being said.
"-on't be the monster that everyone thinks you are. Its okay, it's okay. Just calm down and listen to my voice. I'm here for you, no matter what an' there ain't nothing that you can do about it kid. It's okay now, it's all okay, you don't have to be scared anymore; it's over now."
For some reason I could literally hear the truthfulness in this person's words, could feel the goodness in their heart despite the slight evil.
I started to slowly calm down, going from wailing on the person and trying to escape, to limply hitting their arms and crying, to holding onto them for support and bawling my eyes out.
The events of the past week and two days caught up to me and I was hit by a tornado of emotions that I should have felt earlier. The first real emotion of empathy I felt from another person triggered all of this.
I looked up into the person's face to see it was a man with mutton chops and the most vulnerable eyes I had ever seen. He was looking down at me like a parent to a lost child that they just found. I didn't know who he was and I didn't care that he had tried to attack me earlier. I clung to him like he was my only lifeline.
I swung into the last location of the battle after watching the Hulk Spartan kick Ian into the next century. I honestly believed that the dude was either dead or wishing that he was. But I came upon the site of him slowly lowering to the ground, crying his eyes out and holding onto Wolverine for dear life.
I shot out another line and landed a few steps away from the two. But I could still clearly hear Logan when he talked.
"Say any kind of jokes about this at any time in the future and I'll gut you like a fish."
It took my brain a moment to say something because of the overload of Not-Wolverine pictures my mind was taking.
"Does right now count as the future?"
A growl rumbled from the back of his throat.
"Understood."
