The radio cackled again. I looked at it, taking my eyes away from the horrific scene. Logan's voice drifted through it.
"This is it team. Everything you've learned about yourself, about your powers comes into play now. We are the world's last chance. Their last hope. Their BEST hope. Let's make it count." The radio quieted and I could hear the sparks of electricity popping around us.
This was it. Our last stand. I shivered, and thought about the consequences of not winning. The destruction of the world and innocent lives. Havok cleared his throat and I came back to the present.
I felt four pairs of eyes on me. Four pairs of petrified eyes looked to me for guidance. Leadership. I lifted my face to the sun and put on a brave face.
"Well, you heard Logan!" I started, trying to smile, but gaining only a grimace. "This is it". I looked to each of them in turn.
"Good luck." I stated, trying to etch each of their faces in my memory forever. I couldn't help but feel that this was the last time I would ever see them.
Roberto held his arms out. "Kitty! Don't act like you haven't known us for nearly forever!"
"Aw…Hell..." I muttered before being pulled into his embrace. I couldn't breathe, and that was one of the first clues that I got. He was as afraid as me.
I grabbed Havok's sleeve, and yanked him in. He in turn grasped the Scarlet Witch, until we were one big, group hug.
"Ok.", I said, pulling away. "Time to go!"
I looked around. Somehow, knowing that four of my friends had my back made me a heck of a lot more confident.
"Let's bring him down!" I screamed, before I phased through the floor of the jet with Sunspot.
The phasing turned me icy cold, and I hoped that that wasn't how the future was going to be.