I hovered next to the pyramid in Mexico, unsure of where to set down.
"Here is good", Angel told me. "Just far enough away."
I set the Jet down with a flick of my fingers. The radio cackled, and Mr.McCoy's voice drifted through it. "Remember, that Apocalypse boosted their mutant powers. They're much stronger. We're in for the fight of our lives." The radio died again. I wanted to shake it, bang on it, anything to get it to work again. I needed to hear someone else's voice. I needed it to tell me what to do. Where to go. What to say.
"Ready?" I asked my team. I glanced around. Sunspot was breathing deeply and Angel had his eyes closed. The Scarlet Witch looked mad. I waited for everyone to respond. I got nods slowly, one at a time.
I slowly walked over to the door and pressed the red button. The ramp sprang down and the door opened slowly.
Magneto was mercilessly beating the "sentinels" above a glowing pyramid. I suddenly felt the fear lift off of me. I knew where I belonged, now. Despair and hopelessness let me out of their grip. I knew what I had to do. I had to save my people, my race.
I surveyed the site, wind blowing around me. Mr. McCoy was right. It was going to be one hell of a fight.
But it was going to be our fight.