Chapter 4: My Mistake pt 3

This was bad.

Okay, that was the understatement of the year. We were in a tunnel underwater, Ororo was running out of air and the end of the tunnel was nowhere in sight. It was more than bad. It was awful, it was terrible, it was catastrophic, it was…Given time I could think of a few hundred other words to describe the situation we were in.

But words won't save us now, the only way we were going to survive this was for me to keep swimming. So I swam like our lives depended to it, which, of course, they did. My arms were burning, my lungs felt like they were about to burst. I believe I broke some kind of swimming record at the speed I was going, but no one was there to take the time and I wasn't about to dwell on that particular issue know. I had more important things to think about, like keeping me and Ororo alive.

I burst through the water, dragging Ororo along with me. I pulled her up to the shore. She spluttered out water, coughing heavily. She was shaking and I realized she was crying. I supposed being almost drowned to death can do that to you. I felt terrible, seeing as I was the person who almost caused her death.

"It's okay, it's over now, you'll be fine." I assured her, patting her on the back, "It's fine now."

Just at that moment, my earpiece crackled and Kitty's voice came through. Her voice was high and full of panic.

"Scott, Storm, get out of there. It's a trap! All of the rest are safe now, we are coming for you. Hang on!" With a final click, the earpiece went dead.

And all hell broke loose.

I heard a thudding sound behind me. Instinctively, I grabbed Ororo and jumped aside. Right at that moment, a beam of laser slammed down on where we had been just moments ago. I felt my hairs stand in their ends. I heart skipped a beat as I realized what had shot out these beams.

I turned around and saw that my worst fears were confirmed. There were 3 Sentinels, their eyes were glowing and smoke was coming out of one of their many cannons.

You know the Sentinels, giant metal robots first designed by Dr. Boliver Trask. They are walking mutant killers. With a variety of weapons concealed in their body, they were the perfect tools to kill mutants with.

And we were now facing 3 of them. 2 against 3, the odds did not look good. If I was a punter I wouldn't be betting on us to win. But no time to think about that now.

For one of them turned its sight on me.

The fight was on.

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It made the first move.

A shot of liquid nitrogen shot out from the spray nozzle in its eye. I dodged it a fired a blast, aiming at its central processing unit. It blocked the shot with its arm and fired another electron beam from its hand. I pressed myself against the floor and felt the beam pass right above me. I smelled something burning and realized the beam had singed some of my hair. This was getting too close for comfort.

I pushed myself up and fired another shot aimed at its fuel tank. I saw the blast connect and the leg of the Sentinel catch fire. But it still wasn't slowing down. It would take more than a burn to stop this guy.

It twisted around and fired another laser. I jumped aside and shot another blast at the same spot. It legs burst into flames and fell off. Ha! That's one-nil to Scott. But it was down, not defeated. It fired one more blast of liquid nitrogen, but I easily avoided it. I fire three more blasts at its central processing unit and it was down. So that left two more.

I looked at Ororo's direction. She was doing a superb job of fending off the two Sentinels, but I could see that she was tired. She attacks were becoming slower and she was panting. I fired a shot at the Sentinels nearest to me. It turned and focused it attention on me.

I shot three more blasts at it. Its arm exploded and slammed into the Sentinel beside it. It used its remaining good arm to blast me with a plasma beam. I jumped out of the way and fired three more blast. Ororo fired a lightning blast from the back. The Sentinel glowed red and exploded.

That left only one Sentinel. The odds were better now. But we were already tired and the Sentinel was still full-up and ready to do some serious damage.

We fired and the Sentinel fired back. It was turning out to be a long battle. I was panting heavily and Ororo could barely stand. A deep cut ran down her left leg.

That was when it happened. The Sentinel raised its arm and began charging up for an electron beam. I pushed Ororo to the right. It moved its hand left.

But at the last possible moment, it swept its hand towards the right, aiming straight at us. I froze, Ororo didn't. She managed to push me aside.

And the blast hit her at full force.

She was thrown back and slammed into the steel wall. I fired madly at the body of the Sentinel. I didn't care anymore; I just want to see how Ororo was.

The Sentinel went down, but I didn't stop to rest. I rushed towards Ororo. She was lying on the floor, a slab of concrete was on her left leg, pinning her down. Blood trickled down from a deep cut on her forehead. Her abdomen, where the blast had hit at full force, was bleeding heavily. She was barely conscious. I lifted the slab off her leg and saw that it was most certainly broken.

"It me, Scott. Stay wake, please. You'll be fine" I said, trying not to let panic creep into my voice. She stirred and saw me. She started to speak, but no words came out.

"Shh, don't speak. Just stay awake. The rest will be here soon. We get help." I said, using her cape to stop the blood from flowing. The cape was soon stained red, and yet the blood kept spreading.

Her breathing was getting slower and she was shivering. I moved her carefully onto my lap and laid her head on my shoulder. She reached her hand out and squeezed my hand gently. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I probably would have if the rest didn't arrive that that moment.

"The jet's outside. Can you carry her?" Neal asked, wasting no time. I lifted her up and carried her to the X-jet. She was still breathing, but her body temperature was dropping.

We got to the jet as fast as we could, blasting walls and tearing the whole building apart. Jean and Hank were already onboard. They put Ororo onto the bed and began to dress her wounds and stop her blood from flowing.

"Hang in there, Ororo. You'll be fine. You'll get through this. You'll be fine." I said, trying to comfort her, as well as myself.

She gave me a small smile that melted my heart…

And closed her eyes…