Off The Grid

Chapter 7: Attack on Mt. Justice II

Sharp's POV

The cage of fire opened for a split second and I was tossed through.

"Are you alright my friend?" Kaldur asked, eyeing my arm.

I refused to look at it and instead looked at Megan, who was pale and limp in Kaldur's arms.

"I'm fine, what's wrong with Megan?" I asked.

"Martians are vulnerable to fire, she is not well." He explained.

I noticed his extreme sweating and his pale face.

"I'm guessing Atlantians are too? You don't look so good yourself." I noted.

"Yes, we are used to cold and need more hydration than people born on the surface. Heat does affect us, but not as nearly strongly as Martians. As you can see." He said, glancing down at the Martian.

Megan smiled up at me weakly.

"I've also tried contacting the League, but it won't work." He said.

"That sucks." I told him bluntly before turning around.

I looked over to Wally and Conner, they were both stuck in some dark and thick looking liquid. It was slowly rising from their chests, and their hands were stuck down in it two.

Conner was trying to pull his arms out, his considerably large muscles flexed.

Wally had a nosebleed, and he was glaring at the fire robot, which was the only one in the room.

I shifted and yelped as my arm rubbed against my shirt.

I looked down at it and gagged, it was blistering and raw, with blood streaming out of a few different places, it was also shaped like a handprint.

I looked away and towards the fire. It wasn't very thick, if I covered myself with my jacket, maybe I could barrel through it.

I grabbed my jacket and checked the pockets, while we were underwater all my stuff had been floating away.

There wasn't much left, but luckily, my emergency knife was still duct tapes to the area that would cover the small of my back.

I found a magnet. I have no idea where that came from. It was pretty cool feeling so I put in on Megan's forehead.

Aqualad looked at me weirdly, but didn't say anything.

I pulled the knife out of the duct tape and smiled. Ha ha, the League didn't leave me completely defenseless, which I of course, already knew, but it was still nice to get the chance to use it and feel cool.

"Where did you get that?" Aqualad asked.

"Ha, uhh, the League didn't know about it..." I smiled sheepishly and he frowned.

"Anyways, it's fine. I can stab someone with it... Uh, someone that is a robot... you know?" I failed miserably.

"How will you get out?" He asked.

"Like this." I put the jacket back on and then jumped through the flames.

Immediately, the jacket caught on fire, after all, it was really old and cheap, but I quickly rolled and put it out.

"Do not try to engage, you need to go get help." Aqualad said.

I nodded before looking around.

The only way out was the hangar, which was completely flooded and then there was no way out of there. Then there was the entrance, blocked by a fire wielding robot, and...