Team Obliteration : The Destruction Cube

Chapter 18

Alexandra's P.O.V.

Alexandra woke up to the sounds of shouting. She opened her eyes – they felt strangely heavy – and found herself peering up at the face of Jayla. She realized only now that she was lying on the floor outside the house.

"Are you okay?" asked Jayla with a concerned look on her face. She nodded faintly. She realized that she felt strangely exhausted, not only physically but emotionally too. She closed her eyes again and easily tuned out Jayla's voice, before drifting back to sleep.

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Alexandra rolled on her side and was shocked to realize that she was lying on something soft and fluffy. Her eyes flew open, and she realized that she was in her bed. Outside it was dark, and she was starving. She was still in her tattered clothes from the explosion, and her hair was covered in soot.

She lazily rolled out of bed, and headed for the bathroom while stretching her arms over her head. She flung off her clothes and stepped into the shower. It felt kind of nice to simply stand there, underneath the flow of warm water, and not worry about anything.

After her shower, she changed and headed downstairs. The house was a mess, the front door blown off its hinges and nearly the whole kitchen and living room destroyed. The stairs creaked as she descended. Even though the house was in tatters, it was free of dust and soot.

"Hi guys," Alex said as she wandered into the area that had once been the living room. Logan was sitting on a chair that he had probably acquired from the infirmary. Slenderman was leaning on a wall. They had both showered and had gotten changed.

"Where're the others?" Alex asked as she approached the fridge. Fortunately, it was one of the few things that hadn't been burnt to bits. She flung the door open and was surprised to find it still working. Grabbing a sandwich that she had made the day before, she turned back to them.

"Cassie's... bothered," answered Logan, "while Deadpool and Jayla are cleaning up."

"Oh," was all that she could say for the moment. Slenderman seemed strangely quiet, and he was just standing there in the corner while looking blank.

"Is Slenderman... asleep?" asked Alex curiously.

"No, I don't think he is. Are you asleep, Slender buddy?" Logan turned to face him. Slenderman briefly shook his head before staring off into space again.

"Oh, sorry then," she said, offering a sheepish grin.

Just then, they heard a 'ding!' sound. Alex, Logan and Slenderman all went into combat mode on instinct, but they soon realized that it was just the elevator doors opening for Deadpool and Jayla. They were both covered in dirt, and looked tired but sort off cheerful.

"Heyo peeps," greeted Jayla as they stepped into the living room. "Just done with the lower floors. The lab's as good as new, and so is the training room."

"But... how?" asked Logan. "I thought that they were all damaged too."

"I think that Cassie's been working on her spells," said Deadpool. "She probably felt bad for throwing a tantrum, and is probably making up for it."

It was then that Alex realized the shouting from before – when she was still out in the front of the house – must've came from the angry Cassie. She also noticed the door slowly fixing, and the sofa's slowly returning to their original state. It was as if the house had a healing factor.

"That's great," said Slenderman. Finally he spoke.

"Yeah, it is," replied Logan.

"You know what?" said Alexandra. "Who's hungry?"