Perfect Storm

Chapter 3

            “That’s not possible, I check all of our calculations 3 times,” I said, typing on my lap top.

            “We need to warn the others,” Reed said.

            “I’ll go get Ben, you go tell Sue and Victor,” I said, and we both ran out, going in different directions when we got to the center.

            I ran to the portal where Ben and Johnny were working.

            “Ben, you need to get inside now!” I shouted.

            “What’s going on?” Johnny asked.

            “I’m not done arranging your flowers, egghead,” he said.

            “Ben, turn around,” I told him, staring out with Johnny as the storm crept up behind him.

            He stared in shock.

            “Ben! Ben! Come on, you got to move,” I shouted.

            “Guys, I’m not going to make it,” He said.

            “Ben, you got a jump it’s the only way,” Johnny said, and I looked at him eyes wide, but nodded.

            “Come on, Ben, you can do this,” I said.

            Reed scrambled in.

            “He’s half way to us, the storm’s right on his ass,” I told him, and watched.

             “Okay, Johnny, get ready to close the portal,” Reed said, and Johnny moved over to the command station, hitting buttons.

            Then storm hit Ben just as he was about to enter the portal, slamming him the rest of the way in. He slammed against the door, and Johnny closed the portal. He looked at us, and slowly slid down the door, passing out.

            I looked at him, tears in my eyes. What the hell just happened? Then a bright light shined through the space door, and Reed and I were slammed away. Pain racked my body, causing me to cry out, but nothing came from my throat. I blacked out.

***

            When I woke, I woke with a start, sitting up and gasping. A nurse rushed in, and calmed me down.

            “It’s okay, sweetheart,” she said, quickly, trying to keep me calm. “You’re alive. You’re at Mr. von Doom’s private clinic. You’re brother and friends are alive as well.”

            “Are they okay?” I asked.

            “Every one else is still asleep, but you’re welcome to visit them once we do a quick evaluation,” she said, and started by checking my temperature.

            She looked at the screen, and checked my heartbeat, going through the motions.

            “What are we doing here?” I asked her when she was done.

            “Until we can finish running tests, we need to keep you quarantined to make sure that storm didn’t have any ill effects on you.”

            “Can I see my board?” I asked her, and she nodded confused, but handed it to me.

            Temperature was a bit low, but nothing major, and everything else was perfect.