Cassandra's P.O.V.
They all headed to the lab. Slenderman joined them soon after. Then Logan, Alex and Cassie began recounting what had happened.
"So, we were all having a nice regular stay at the X-Mansion," started Cassie. "No one expected anything to happen. Then… I dunno." She glanced at Logan for help.
He cleared his throat. "I was having a walk around the mansion yesterday evening, when I smelt something that seemed a bit off."
"So you followed it," guessed Deadpool. "And then you found a bomb like those cubes near Cerebro. And it blew up in your face."
Logan stared at him, surprise clearly evident on his face. "Yes," he said. "How the hell did you figure that out?"
"Just a hunch," Deadpool shrugged. No one would understand his fourth wall breaking powers anyways.
"So yeah, anyways," continued Cassie. "soon Logan was running around like a maniac because soon there were bombs blowing up all over the mansion. Alex and I had to ask him what the heck was going on, but he wouldn't stop, and I knew that, so I tripped him."
"You what?!" said Jayla in shock. She looked at Logan, then at Cassie, then back at Logan, then finally Cassie.
"I tripped him," she replied. She acted as if it were no big deal.
"You didn't have to mention that," grumbled Logan.
Alex continued. "Cass told him that a bomb had blew up in my room and that it was slowly sucking up the mansion bit by bit, which it was. He told her to go do something, help around, and I was already trying to focus the bomb's energy back in on itself."
"Meanwhile, I had been outside the mansion. There was a fight going on between the X-Men and the Brotherhood. Magneto was there too. And," Logan paused for a while, his voice getting quiet, as if he were embarrassed. "he threw me about. Into a wall and even hurled me at Kitty Pryde."
"Well, duh," said Deadpool. "You're all metal."
Cassie raised a finger to shush him, and urged Logan to continue.
"Then the Professor used his telepathy to freeze all the Brotherhood members, and then he asked why Magneto was attacking them. It seems that he didn't want us to get in his way. For what? We don't know. And the next thing I knew, the Professor was hurled at a brick wall and the explosion happened."
"It was literally blue fire," said Cassie, sounding a little excited. "Like, electric blue. Do you know how cool that is?"
"It was NOT cool, Cass," said Alex, her arms crossed across her chest.
"But what about the X-Men?" asked Jayla. "Are they all alright?"
"Yup," said Cassie. "Alex and I saved the day, and also saved poor little Wolvie who was stuck in the fire." She stuck her tongue out at Logan, who scowled in response.
"Why the hell did you even go into the fire, Logan?" asked Deadpool. "That's literally absurd. I know you can heal and all, but still…" He shuddered.
"I was looking for the other X-Men. I didn't know they were already safe," Logan replied.
"Wait," said Slenderman. It was the first time he had spoken throughout the entire conversation. "Why was the bomb sucking up things bit by bit like what you described? Regular bombs don't do that."
Suddenly, Cassie was struck with the realization that she had never thought of this.
"We don't know," sighed Alex. "I've been thinking real hard about it, but clearly, it doesn't make any sense."
"I guess that's why we're all here, then," Cassie said, pretending that she thought about the question too.
They all sat in silence for a while.
"Logan," said Jayla. "what did it feel like? When you were in the fire?"
"Uh…" started Logan. "It's a little hard to recall. It could've made my memories a little… fuzzy. But I know that there was sheer pain, like really excruciating pain," he paused. "and that it felt like my very being was getting torn apart."
Jayla could only nod. They all immediately turned to look at the bombs placed on the table.
"Definitely no ordinary bombs," murmured Cassie, the gears in her head working furiously. Something was very familiar about the whole incident. The blue flames, the very-being-torn-apart thing…
"Cassandra!" Alex shouted, jolting her out of her thoughts. "I thought you had gone deaf over there. I called you for like, five times."
"Sorry," muttered Cassie.
"Anyways, we need your help to study the bombs, maybe use a little of your magic. Deadpool's already working on searching the databases for anything like it, and Logan and Jayla are working on taking the smaller bomb apart. You, Slendy and I will study the components that made the bigger bomb."
Cassie nodded and suppressed a wave of happiness. I'm working with Slendy! Talk about dream come true!
Cassandra's favorite member of the team had always been Deadpool, even from the very start when he used to annoy the crap out of everyone possible. But she had feelings for Slenderman, different kind of feelings.
Basically saying that she has a crush on him.
She headed over to the table and they started trying to work things out.
That night…
Cassie lay on her bed, her arms outstretched and her feet dangling over the edge. She was in a pair of yellow striped pajamas, and her wavy hair spilled out on her pillow. Nothing had been achieved today. They still hadn't found anything out about the bomb yet, and its mysterious origins remained unknown.
Still, a voice in her head kept nagging at her. She definitely knew where the bomb had gotten its power, its energy to fuel it. She just couldn't place her finger on what the source was.
This is so frustrating! She rolled onto her side and decided that she would just sleep on it. Then again, she might forget everything by morning. But there was nothing that she could do.
Her consciousness began to float away as she fell asleep, still thinking about the problem, when a single word popped into her mind.
Her eyelids flew open, and she threw off the covers. She glanced at the clock before rushing out to the lab. 12.30a.m. She didn't realize that she had been thinking to herself for so long. Never too late, I guess.
Cassie skidded down the hallway to the elevator. As soon the door open, she stepped in and punched in the button that was labeled 'L'. She jumped up and down in excitement and squeezed through the elevator doors before it could even fully open for her.
She launched herself into the swivel chair in front of the research computer and flicked it on. She logged on, her fingers flying over the keyboard. Her password was very long because she kept some very important secrets under her account.
She logged in, again, into the research database. It basically contained everything you needed to know about every superhero and magical weapons and all that. It was linked to the S.H.I.E.L.D. databases, since Director Fury had granted them access. She typed in furiously.
The Destruction Cube.
One result popped up. She hovered her mouse over it, took a deep breath, and clicked on it. Her eyes scanned the information that was given about it.
The Destruction Cube
Discovered in : 1985
Discovered by : Unknown
Color : Blue
Color when reversed : Orange
Description : The Destruction Cube is a blue colored cube with a black orb in its core. It is of mythical origin, and is believed to be related to the Tesseract. Its energy can only be used for destruction. It is unable to grant energy to create. If used to create fire, the flames would burn a bright electric blue, instead of regular orange-red. If a person were to step in the fire, he/she would be completely obliterated in a few minutes. The energy from the cube is so strong that it tears a person from the inside out, destroying the soul, memories and consciousness before moving on to the physical body. The flames can only be put out with magic, and will continue to destroy if left unattended.
The Destruction Cube's energy can be reversed, but it is an extremely difficult process that requires a lot of magic. No one has managed to fully achieve this feat, but it can be done.
The Destruction Cube is kept, hidden, in an alternate realm. Its exact location is currently unknown.
Cassie read it again in disbelief. There was only so little information about it. But she knew that this had been the source of the power used to fuel the bombs. There was no other possibility, and all the information that they had previously gathered up, it all led to this.
Cassie decided to print it out, it would be easier to show to the rest of the team tomorrow morning. She watched as the printed whirred and slowly printed the information. Once it was done, she shut down the computer and headed to the kitchen to place the paper on the dining table.
Finally, she trailed back to her bedroom. With a yawn, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.