Blix: I haven't used a cliffhanger for a while! Remember the good old days when I use to use them in almost every chapter? Lol. Hey, I won't be discouraged, I love writing, it has become an important part of my life. Oh, and a lorry is an 18-wheeler, yeah. Big truck thing that carries cargo along busy roads. You have learnt something new, my friend! I'm now going to have the catch phrase BOO-YAH wheeling around my head.. thanks, lol.
Natural: Welcome new reviewer!A drunken heart to heart? Possible, but unfortunately a drunken brawl seems more likely. But you'll see, in the end. Madeline will be coming into it very shortly (she HAS heard of the fight between Logan and Gambit) I'm very pleased you like my story! Lol, go under a moving vehicle? Who?
Sych: Hey Sych! Glad you've made your way back under through the sea of yucky school life. Have a good holiday! And don't you worry; the Sentinels will be revealed for what they truly are eventually. Thanks for defending my story, lol, but don't worry, it has not discouraged me, I love this story far too much to leave it. Thanks!
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Rubber-necker – definition – people who slow down and look round at events on the roads whilst driving. For example, a car crash, people driving by crane round their heads for a good look. It's rather dangerous since it can cause accidents.
Chapter 39The Sentinel was holding Storm perilously over the edge, the expression on his face seemed to show he was enjoying the writhing grip of the woman who continually lashed out to try and gain footing on the top of the lorry. A long distance away, on the pedestrian footbridge, Logan leapt to his feet, leaning upon the railings as he stared over at the scene. The X-Men behind him were still busy with the female Sentinel, who had now just thrown Aurora, Siren and Scott away with bellow anger. But Logan did not notice the bodies of his team member's collapse behind him; he could just see Storm desperately struggling with the grip at her neck. Her hands were holding tightly onto the Sentinel's arm, so even if his hand did release her, she would not instantly fall.
Ignoring the shrieks behind him as red laser exploded, Logan climbed the metal railing of the bridge, straddled it, before carefully lifting his leg over to balance precariously on the edge of concrete, staring down at the roar of racing traffic beneath him. The blow of dusty grit flew up into his face from the road beneath, the constant rumble of traffic racing by. He watched as traffic passed from under his feet to continue down along the road, the engines thunderous. Then, he saw the front of a large black truck grumble from under the bridge, and at the sight, Logan gently released his hold on the railings. He plummeted down to the road, the large lorry almost too far ahead as the large black boots of Logan's uniform clamped down upon the roof of the soft covered trailer. Just. In his crouch, he threw his head up to watch over the long line of traffic ahead, Storm now not coming closer or going further away as he travelled along with the traffic.
He had to be quick. He leapt out of his crouch and ran heavily across the top of the truck. His boots clanged upon the metal roof of the driver cab. Slowly, Logan looked down to see the rush of the grey tarmac beneath the lorry, and instantly felt a pang of worry shudder in his stomach. However, as he stood there with the worry building, he felt a reassuring whisper come in his ear. The words were incoherent, but the voice was warm. Logan raised his head slowly, surprised to see an odd red mist float around him before sharply disappearing in a frantic whirlwind around his body.
Had to be the same voice from before.
He really needed to get that checked out..
However, he set his mind back on the task at hand, a surprising new sense of confidence arriving. With a grunt he leapt off the top of the lorry's cab, dropping down in front of the window to land on the roof of a car below. Immediately the driver of the truck blasted his horn, brakes screeching before releasing, "What the hell! You crazy asshole! What the hell do you think ya doin'!"
But Logan had no time to explain. He ran across the roof of the car, causing more brakes squealing and alarmed shouts. He jumped ahead onto the next car, ignoring the growing vocalisations and the 'rubber-neckers' of passing cars. There was a large gas tank in front of him with a convenient ladder screwed into the circular tank. Jumping down the car's bonnet, he leapt upon the ladder, hurriedly pulling himself up upon the smooth metal roof and running across. He was nearing Storm. The Sentinel drew back his hand to throw her.
"HEY!" bellowed Logan, causing the Sentinel to pause in his movement and glare across the top of the traffic. He leapt off the gas tank, running along the next lorry before he stopped on the cab, "Don't you dare.." he snarled lowly, "Get your filthy hands off her."
The Sentinel smirked slowly at the words before he leant back over the edge, and threw the woman down. Logan's insides vanished. With a terrified scream, Storm dropped, but her hands were still holding the arm of the Sentinel, she was still safe. Her legs banged against the trailer as she hung there, glaring up at the Sentinel. The Sentinel made an angry growl, shaking the arm to try and throw her off. But Storm determinedly held on. Logan flung himself off the roof of the cab, sprinting along the next lorry before he exploded through the air in a cruising leap to dive upon the lorry with the offending scene. As he landed heavily, the Sentinel whipped his head round to glare at Logan.
At the distraction, Storm, using leverage with her hands clamped on the Sentinel's arm, braced her back and lifted her legs up either side of the Sentinel's body and kicked him sharply across the face. He stumbled in silence, and Storm elegantly flipped herself upright onto the trailer.
"Storm, are you alright?" cried Logan, staring across to her. The winds madly swarmed around her as she stood glaring down at the Sentinel, her cape billowed around her in the wind. To Logan, she nodded slowly, before turning her eyes back upon the floored Sentinel, which slowly pushed itself, upright. But then, with the speed of a trained Martial Artist, he spun up, right leg rose and he suddenly pummelled across Storm's face with several sudden kicks. She staggered back in surprise.
A soft rip and sleek hiss sounded as Logan tightly clenched his fist and parted them, six claws ripping out and glinting. He ran forward and stabbed the Sentinel in the back, securing the Sentinel through the ribs as he dragged it back with a few staggering steps, "Fry it Storm!" he roared, leg rising to kick the Sentinel away, prising it off his claws, sliding bloodily off. The heavens rumbled, and lightening struck the Sentinel in a ferocious crash of shimmering light. The Sentinel collapsed on the spot, legs crumpling as it fell face first upon the trailer. Logan looked across to Storm, walking closer to her, "You alright?" he asked in a low voice.
She glanced slowly up, raising her head from watching the unconscious Sentinel, "I'm fine," she said softly, sporting a few cuts along her bruised right cheekbone, but other than that, she looked well. She then folded her arms gently, "You could have come a bit quicker," she said with a slight smile.
"I wasn't the one hanging around," responded Logan with a smirk.
"Very funny," said Storm with a slight roll of her eyes. "Where are the others?" she looked over to Logan before peering into the distance.
Logan turned, watching the tiny speck of the bridge, "Er.. over there." He turned to look down off the edge of the truck, the road raging by frighteningly fast, "We can't jump off here.. we'd break our necks.."
"We'll wait till the truck reaches a junction and then jump off," Storm then turned, calmly kicking the Sentinel off the lorry. The body slumped off the edge before tumbling down to land at the side of the road limply, "We have the X-Transceivers to contact Scott."
"Where the hell has Logan gone?" cried Siren as her pistols exploded at the female Sentinel. Siren then quickly rolled backwards to avoid a spinning kick in retaliation.
"I don't know," responded Scott, jumping over a falling Aurora as he blasted red laser, "But now's not the time to find out."
A slash of claws swiped across the body of the Sentinel as Aurora sprang back to her feet, "This thing must be tiring soon!" Her claws then sunk into the chest of the Sentinel, which suddenly gave out a high roar of pain. Aurora sharply pulled her bloodied claws back out, breathing heavily as she watched the Sentinel stagger. "Wait a minute.." she murmured quietly, eyes focusing upon the Sentinel as it collapsed to it's knees, "What's that?"
"What's what?"
The Sentinel stillened in its movements before she threw back her head, hidden eyes glaring skyward before a sudden explosion sounded. Flames of fire alighted in her palms and sudden heaving fireballs spiralled around her blasting into Scott and Aurora. The Sentinel raised to her feet, readying to leap upon Scott.
"Oh my God!"
"Say goodbye!" screamed Siren, running forward to the Sentinel as it jumped. Siren spun around, lashing a kick into the chest of the burning Sentinel, which was thrown back off the bridge with an angry scream, still throwing balls of fire at the mutants. The three X-Men ducked under the blasts, rising slowly to then stare as the collapsed figure in the road, watching cars screech around the unmoving body in horror.
Slowly wiping blood from her face, Siren stared across to the wincing Scott and Aurora, "Fire?" she breathed, frowning, "Since when did the Sentinel's display such power?"
Scott slowly turned his head, looking down upon the road solemnly as he wiped blood from his forehead, "Since now.."
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