Tourniquet by Evanescence
With her nerves, Angel didn't hear the commotion form where the strange boy stood. The intruders had been dispersed when they caught sight of Wolverine. He had seen the explosion, and Angel.
He came up the same hall Angell was expecting the boy to come from and yelled at her just as she was about to slam down on his shin, "Requel, come on."
Realizing it was Wolverine, she inhaled sharply and jumped to her feet. She followed Wolverine's brisk pace while he was looking for the Hoods. She came up beside him, looking as well. She wanted the guy who decided to throw an explosive at her.
Wolverine reached across Angel and opened a closet door, pushing her in when he realized she wouldn't have gone herself. The door slammed in her face before her protestation. She could hear his claws come out of his hands and doing some damage to whoever decided to come his way. A body slammed against the closet door, making Angel back off the door.
A sudden wave of hear past the door made Angel panic, thinking the fire had crossed into this hallway.
Wolverine opened the door but came in instead of letting her out. "I don't think everyone out there isn't a mutant," he whispered. He looked out of the slits the closet door had while Angel chew on his words, and her lip. The closet wasn't very big and Angel could notice he was breathing hard. His teeth were bared and he looked like raw instinct. For a minute, she wanted to succumb to her own instincts. There must have been tons of intruders because he could kill five of them within a breath. His claws, his size, his muscles.
"I think they're gone." He was listening, smelling for any hints.
It was getting stuffy and hot so Angel took her sweatshirt off and shoved it to Wolverine for being ignorant of what she saw, and maybe to deny the feelings she was having.
Wolverine looked at Angel for the first time since he barged in. The sweatshirt had hide a lot, he thought as he realized how baggy it had been on her and how tight the black X-man tank was on her. Her jeans were not tight but they rode low on her hips. Her thick hair threatened to cover the face with her sharp features; she never put it up. Nothing could make you want to kick some ass more than good-looking woman standing in harm's way. However, that wasn't on Angel's mind.
She heard one of the students scream and instantly was gripped. She pushed open the closet door with her shoulder, seeing Syren in the open entryway with someone pulling on her arm. In panic, she confused her new learned scream with her mutant scream.
Angel made her way to them without the Hood noticing her. She grabbed Syren's other hand and then gripped the man's wrist, which was still pulling at Syren. She swung Syren unto her hip while the guy landed on the floor. All of it happening in the flash of lightning that ripped across the sky. Storm was shocking her attackers.
Angel ran into Wolverine, giving him Syren which he just put on the ground and ushered outside where the others were headed.
With her nerves, Angel didn't hear the commotion form where the strange boy stood. The intruders had been dispersed when they caught sight of Wolverine. He had seen the explosion, and Angel.
He came up the same hall Angell was expecting the boy to come from and yelled at her just as she was about to slam down on his shin, "Requel, come on."
Realizing it was Wolverine, she inhaled sharply and jumped to her feet. She followed Wolverine's brisk pace while he was looking for the Hoods. She came up beside him, looking as well. She wanted the guy who decided to throw an explosive at her.
Wolverine reached across Angel and opened a closet door, pushing her in when he realized she wouldn't have gone herself. The door slammed in her face before her protestation. She could hear his claws come out of his hands and doing some damage to whoever decided to come his way. A body slammed against the closet door, making Angel back off the door.
A sudden wave of hear past the door made Angel panic, thinking the fire had crossed into this hallway.
Wolverine opened the door but came in instead of letting her out. "I don't think everyone out there isn't a mutant," he whispered. He looked out of the slits the closet door had while Angel chew on his words, and her lip. The closet wasn't very big and Angel could notice he was breathing hard. His teeth were bared and he looked like raw instinct. For a minute, she wanted to succumb to her own instincts. There must have been tons of intruders because he could kill five of them within a breath. His claws, his size, his muscles.
"I think they're gone." He was listening, smelling for any hints.
It was getting stuffy and hot so Angel took her sweatshirt off and shoved it to Wolverine for being ignorant of what she saw, and maybe to deny the feelings she was having.
Wolverine looked at Angel for the first time since he barged in. The sweatshirt had hide a lot, he thought as he realized how baggy it had been on her and how tight the black X-man tank was on her. Her jeans were not tight but they rode low on her hips. Her thick hair threatened to cover the face with her sharp features; she never put it up. Nothing could make you want to kick some ass more than good-looking woman standing in harm's way. However, that wasn't on Angel's mind.
She heard one of the students scream and instantly was gripped. She pushed open the closet door with her shoulder, seeing Syren in the open entryway with someone pulling on her arm. In panic, she confused her new learned scream with her mutant scream.
Angel made her way to them without the Hood noticing her. She grabbed Syren's other hand and then gripped the man's wrist, which was still pulling at Syren. She swung Syren unto her hip while the guy landed on the floor. All of it happening in the flash of lightning that ripped across the sky. Storm was shocking her attackers.
Angel ran into Wolverine, giving him Syren which he just put on the ground and ushered outside where the others were headed.