Marvel & Wattpad's X-Men

Chapter 4

Rizmi breaks free from his restraints, the strained creaking of metal echoing through the cavernous chamber as he tears through the bindings with sheer determination. Sabretooth, ever the predator, sneers at the sight of his newfound adversary and lunges forward, claws bared, ready for the fight that promises to be nothing short of brutal.

Their clash reverberates through the chamber, a symphony of violence with bone meeting adamantium. Sabretooth's savage strength is on full display as he grins menacingly, relishing the challenge that Rizmi presents. "You've got spirit, mutant," he growls, his voice dripping with a sadistic glee.

Meanwhile, Cyclops, with Qistina's unwavering support, channels the full force of his optic rays onto Sabretooth. The concussive blast strikes Sabretooth like a cosmic battering ram, sending him hurtling across the room. His body crashes into the base of a massive stone statue, a resounding thud that shatters the silence and sends debris scattering in all directions.

The impact fractures the statue's base, causing it to teeter precariously. Stones rain down around them, adding to the chaos of battle. Sabretooth, though wounded, slowly rises from the rubble, a feral glint in his eyes that suggests this fight is far from over.

With Qistina's telepathic abilities, she establishes a mental link with Storm, who hovers above, her eyes gleaming with contained power. Through their mental connection, Qistina conveys the plan, and Storm nods in understanding. With a graceful sweep of her arms, Storm summons a tempest of elemental fury within the chamber. Winds howl, lightning crackles, and rain begins to pour, turning the battleground into a maelstrom of raw, untamed power.

As the storm rages on, Storm uses her gusts to lift Rizmi into the air, carrying him toward the menacing machine that Magneto has constructed. Rizmi, now hovering above the machine, can see the deadly radiation source that threatens Rogue and countless others below.

Time is of the essence. Rizmi, driven by a deep sense of duty and a burning desire to save his friends, extends his razor-sharp adamantium claws and attempts to dismantle the machine. But Magneto, his strength returning, exerts his magnetic influence with newfound ferocity. Metal components from the machine respond to his will, forming a shimmering, protective barrier around the radiation source.

Rizmi's claws, no matter how sharp and deadly they are, cannot penetrate this formidable magnetic shield that Magneto has erected around himself. He grunts with effort, his muscles straining as he pushes against the invisible barrier, his face contorted in a display of sheer determination. "I won't let you doom us all, Magneto!" he growls through gritted teeth, his voice laced with urgency.

Magneto, his eyes narrowing with a mix of anger and concentration, retorts, "You mutants are always so shortsighted. I'm trying to save our kind from the persecution of humans, and you insist on interfering."

Cyclops, standing a few feet away from the intense confrontation, watches with unwavering focus. He realizes that this is their moment, their chance to finally stop Magneto's destructive plans. He takes a brief moment to adjust his optic visor for maximum precision, his gloved hand trembling slightly from the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Sweat beads on his forehead, a testament to the intensity of the situation.

As Cyclops's finger squeezes the trigger, a brilliant crimson beam lances out from his visor, slicing through the air with a sizzling sound. The beam strikes true, piercing through Magneto's defenses with a blinding burst of energy. It grazes Magneto's shoulder, causing him to howl in pain and momentarily lose control of the magnetic field that had protected him so far.

With a powerful surge of magnetic energy, objects around them rattle and tremble. "You may have wounded me, Cyclops," Magneto sneers, his voice laced with a mixture of pain and anger, "but you underestimate the power of magnetism. This battle is far from over."

Seizing this golden opportunity, Rizmi, fueled by newfound determination, plunges his gleaming adamantium claws into the heart of the machine. Sparks fly as metal grinds against metal, and the machine's intricate components begin to shudder and malfunction.

Dr. Qistina Kebalu, who has been monitoring the situation anxiously, breathes a sigh of relief. "Rizmi, you've got this! Keep going!" she shouts, her telepathic abilities allowing her to convey her encouragement directly to Rizmi's mind.

The deadly radiation, now on the brink of release, falters, its ominous hum diminishing. Professor Hilmi Xavier, who has the power to control others' thoughts and actions, lends his psychic support, focusing his mental energy on calming the unstable radiation within the machine. "Hold on, everyone! We're almost there!" he declares, his voice resonating with unwavering resolve.

Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Sabretooth, Toad, and Mystique watch the intense showdown with a mixture of concern and curiosity. Magneto, their leader, might have different methods, but they share a common goal - the survival of mutants. Sabretooth mutters gruffly, "That machine better not explode."

Toad chimes in, his frog-like tongue darting out nervously, "Yeah, and take us with it!"

Mystique, her shape-shifting abilities concealed, maintains a watchful eye on the surroundings, ready to adapt to any unexpected developments.

As the machine continues to sputter and malfunction, the tension in the room escalates. The fate of both mutants and humans hangs in the balance, and Rizmi's relentless efforts may be the key to their salvation.

With a final, desperate push, Rizmi manages to destroy the machine, causing a cataclysmic cascade of sparks and smoke. The radiation source sputters and dies, its destructive energy contained and thwarted. The threat is over, and the world is safe once more.

As the dust settles and the storm subsides, the mutants and their adversaries stand amidst the wreckage, panting and bruised but victorious. Rogue, saved from a terrible fate, regains consciousness, her expression one of overwhelming gratitude and relief. In the wake of the epic battle that unfolded, a tense but uneasy peace settles over the chamber. However, the conflict between mutants and humans, much like the raging storm that had enveloped them moments ago, remains a turbulent and unresolved force in their world, casting a shadow over their uncertain future.