9. Fuck you Cuban beach divorce

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Waking up was difficult. I sat up on my bed for a good five or six minutes just processing what I was about to do. Alex opened my door, "hey, let's go," he said quieter and softer than usual.

I get up and pull on some clothes. I meet Alex in the hallway and look at him, his normally corse, wound up, features were soft and relaxed. He looked sad and worried, who wouldn't be though. I hugged him tightly, it took him a minute but he eventually hugged me back, "c'mon little lady, we got the world to save." He says patting my back.

I pull away and we walk downstairs to the lab, everyone else was gathered there, they were trying to open the door to the lab. Charles finally pushes through the doors, revealing the destroyed lab. "The fuck was Hank doing in here last night?" I murmur.

We all walk inside and go to the box labeled X and open it up. We all stare at the suits laid out inside the box. Hank left a note saying to put on the suits and meet him at the airforce base. We all pull on the tight suits, and get into the car that was gonna take us to the base. We all step out and look at the fighter jet Hank had built. "Where's Hank?" Erik asked.

"Here," a large figure says.

The figure approaches us, the closer it gets, we begin to see its covered in blue fur and has on Hanks glasses. "Hank?" Charles asks.

"The serum, didn't work instead of disabling the cells. It made them stronger." He explains.

"So what you're a blue," I hesistate, "dog now?"

Everyone looked at me with furrowed brows and confused looks.

"Never looked better Hank." Erik says.

Suddenly Hank grasps his neck holding him up off the ground, "Don't mock me." He sneeds.

He puts him down and Erik falls to his knees. "I wasn't"

"I think we got a new name for you, Beast" Alex says.

"You sure you can fly this thing?" Sean asks.

"Of course I can, I designed it." Hank says leading us all into the jet.

We all sit down and buckle our seat belts and harnesses. In between Sean and Alex, "you nervous?" Sean asks.

"Yeah," I sigh.

I mean who wouldn't be.

Hank and Moira sit in the cockpit and begin moving the plane. Before I know it we were up in the sky. It was silent for almost half an hour. "So whats the plan?" I ask Charles.

He stays silent, "Oh my fuck! We don't have a plan?!" I yell.

"We'll see what we need to do when we get there." Charles says.

"We're gonna fucking die," I sigh, hoping my predictions are false.

"No we aren't," Hank says.

"Shut up McCoy you're a fucking blue dog flying a jet." I snap.

I regret opening my mouth, "sorry," I apologize.

"If anyone's the reason this is gonna fail it would be cause of you!" Raven says to me.

I flip her off from my seat. "At lea-"

"-shut the fuck up! All of you!" Moira yells over us.

We all hush, I lay my head back against my seat and let out a long sigh. I feel Sean's hand touch mine and then he intertwines our fingers together. He holds on loosely until I hold his hand back. We don't say anything we just sit there. I assume that we all prefer our last possible moments together to be silent,  "If we make it out of here I'm quitting smoking," he whispers to me.

I chuckle quietly and close my eyes. I'm awoken by Sean rapidly tapping me, "Banshee, c'mon," Charles yells from near the bomb-bay doors.

"Stay alive, just stay alive ok-" Sean yells to me before going to the doors and dropping out.

"Banshee has a location on Shaw!" Charles says taking Erik to the wheels of the jet.

"Alex?" I call his name.

"What?" He replies.

"I'm scared Alex," My voice quivers.

"I am too, but it's gonna be ok. It's gonna be ok because- I- I just know it'll be ok. " He says offering his hand for me to hold.

I hold his hand and take a deep breath. Charles and Erik go to pull Shaw's submarine out of the water.

Suddenly everything started spinning, quite literally, the jet was spinning. We must've been trapped inside a tornado, I felt like I was gonna puke my guts.

"If I die before I get to tell my horrible parents I'm gay I'll kill myself!" Alex shouts, but I know I'm the only one who hears him.

Suddenly we crash. We were now upside down. I yank my seatbelt off and slide down and help Alex with his. We walk out of the crashed jet. Azazel poofs and grabs Alex and Hank while Angel goes after me. I run towards her and she lifts me up in the air.

I feel her power surge through me , "you traitorous bitch," I scream at her as I begin to feel my wings poke through.

I use Alex's power and blast one of her wings. She lets go of me and flies towards where a boat was wrecked on the sandy beach.

I was going to follow her until I feel myself spinning in circles. I fly out of the cyclone and blast Riptide with a beam. Everything was happening so fast, my mind spinning rapidly.

I watched as Sean flew Alex to the beach before they crashed. I fly to the beach and run over to the two boys urgently.

Sean was clutching his left shoulder and moaning in pain, "Ah fuck!," he cries.

"Hold still I think it's dislocated." I murmur before I pop it back into place.

Suddenly, I see Shaw's dead body being lifted out of his submarine. Erik was there too. It's over, finally. "Erik please don't do this."

What.

"We are the better man Charles you said it yourself. I can feel their missiles aiming at us."

"Oh my god. Moira!" Charles yells.

Moira runs back to the ship trying to stop the launch on the beach. Was this our fate? To destroy ourselves. I look at Sean, I grab his hand, "looks like we aren't going to make it out of here," he realizes.

I nod with tears running down my face, "thank you for everything Sean, Alex," I mutter to the two boys.

I watch as the missiles stream towards us. Erik holds them and suddenly redirects them to the ships that fired them.

Charles tackles him and suddenly a gun goes off.

Three rounds fire. Charles is hit. He falls to the ground while the missiles burst in the air before they can hit the ships.

I feel a pain in my abdomen, I was bleeding. I glance at Sean, then Alex.

The two of them were speaking to me but I couldn't hear them. I look back down at my abdomen. I was shot. And my whole world fades to black.

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