Jean and Max threw open the door just in time to see Ryan slide into the wall. The blue sphere that once enveloped Storm broke like glass and she turned white eyes on the two new comers.
"I'll take care of Storm," Jean whispered to Max. "You go to the edge of the roof and…take care of Scott."
"Scott?"
A white wave poured from the sky towards them. "Go! Go!" Jean yelled holding her hands up to ward off the assault.
Max ran to the edge of the roof and nearly fell backwards as a red beam shot past him. Scott stood in the yard, hand to his visor. Another beam headed toward Max but this time he raised his hands and shot blue waves of electricity back. The two colors met in the middle in one large explosion. Smoke filled the sky and both boys slid slightly back from the impact. Scott lost his balance and his hand dropped momentarily. Max sent a weak bolt at his opponent, just enough to knock him down. /Oh where's Rouge when I need her? / And then, as if Rouge had suddenly acquired telepathic abilities, she ran across the yard toward Scott. Just as he started to stand she had his face in her hands and he lay unconscious.
/Score, X-Men 1 Dr. Dobson none. / Max thought. He turned back to face Storm and Jean, locked in a death battle. "Jean!"
"Help Ryan!"
Max growled to himself, he never liked taking orders from girls, but seeing Ryan lying on the ground, blood soaking his blond hair he did as he was told. His feet slid on the ice but he kept his balance. When he reached Ryan he almost hit the wall himself. As quickly and as carefully as he could he reached down and picked Ryan up, not wanting to waste time on trying to wake him up. He kicked the door open and turned his head to Jean.