⍟ Marvel one-shots volume II ☠

Flesh wound

Tιтle: Flesh wound.
Fαɴdoм: Marvel, The Gifted, X-men.
Pαιrιɴɢ: Lorna Dane X Mutant!Reader.
Rαтιɴɢ: Teen.
Word coυɴт: 241 words.
Sυммαry: Lorna washurt escaping from the Centinels.
Wαrɴιɴɢѕ: Fleshwound.
A/N: This is my entry to multifandom-flash, Annie-3002 & square 7:

"Only a flesh wound."

So, I posted this first on my Tumblr.

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.

I don't give any kind of permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

The deafening sound of the Sentinels chasing them was the most unbearable thing. You had lost count of the times they had had to flee from them in recent years.

Suddenly, a larger and more imposing Sentinel than the others appeared. You swallowed with difficulty; it seemed that they were modernizing their enemies. It also seemed that the robot could adapt to attacks, which made it more dangerous. In a moment of distraction, the Sentinel managed to land a blow to Polaris' side.

"Lorna!" he exclaimed, watching as she recoiled, holding her injured side. "Are you okay?"

Lorna forced a smile. "Only a flesh wound, don't worry. I'm still standing."

You gritted your teeth, frustrated that you weren't quick enough to avoid the attack. But before you could say anything, another sentry rushed at you. Polaris acted instinctively, deflecting the attack with a magnetic shield.

"It was only a flesh wound," Lorna insisted, noticing the concern in your eyes. "I'm fine, really."

But something wasn't right; they had to get out of that place immediately. Maybe Turner was nearby. You grabbed Lorna by the arm and forced her to start running. Suddenly, they saw an open portal and entered.

"I thought you would never get there," you commented when you saw Clarice.

"We had a little trouble," John said.

"Lorna is hurt," you pointed out.

Clarice nodded and took her to one of the rooms where they would checkthe wound.