Letters {Alex Summers}

letter xix

"come round and wait from where we're going"

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Neva noticed the cameras on her as she smeared her tears away. The sting of the cut in her leg was growing worse, and it took all her effort not to pass out or start screaming again. Erik looked at her with distaste, but before she could do anything, she heard Hank growl and imagined him with blue fur and baring fangs. Erik turned to one of the robots, and it levitated forward. It raised its gun towards the two men and started shooting. They went in two different directions - Hank on top of the Sentinel and Logan running towards Erik. Neva looked around for a gun and saw one lying on the ground, probably from a Secret Service worker. Biting away the pain, Neva dragged her leg and pulled herself to the weapon to help Logan.

She was about to grab it when she heard a loud yell and turned to see Erik plunging metal bars into Logan's body. Her eyes widened as Logan was raised into the air and then pushed far over the stadium and into some forest or river (she hoped).

"Please stay alive, please stay alive," Neva whispered, knowing he wouldn't hear her. Erik turned back to the White House, waving his hand around some more. She wondered what he was doing. She could hear Charles wincing in pain behind her.

All of a sudden, a loud crash came from the house and a large metal room floated out into the open: the Presidential safe room. Erik moved his hand across, and the whole front section peeled off with a metallic creak. All of the men's guns, aimed at him, were magically tugged out of their hands and stayed in midair, now pointing towards them instead. Neva knew it was now or never. She lunged for the gun on the ground, aimed it, and shot straight. The sound echoed through the stadium. However, she also knew a metal gun against a man with metal manipulation would fail. She was right.

Erik put up his hand, and the bullet stopped. It dropped to the floor, and Neva felt the gun being pulled out her hands. She tried to resist, but he eventually won. The gun aimed at her in midair, and she put her hands up in reluctant surrender.

The man turned his palms, and Neva saw the cameras turn also. Was he going to say a speech? She almost laughed. He did enjoy his drama.

"You built these weapons to destroy us," he said, nodding to the Sentinels. "Why? Because you are afraid of our gifts. Because we are different. Humanity has always feared that which is different." Neva had to agree with that statement. Difference was the reason for all the wars unfortunately. "Well, I'm here to tell you, to tell the world, you're right to fear us. We are the future. We are the ones who will inherit this earth, and anyone who stands in our way will suffer the same fate as these men," he motioned to the president and his advisors, "you see before you. Today was meant to be a display of your power. Instead I give you a glimpse of the devastation my race can unleash upon yours. Let this be a warning to the world. And to my mutant brothers and sisters out there," Erik's tone became more sincere but still aggressive, "I say this: no more hiding, no more suffering. You have lived in the shadows in shame and fear for too long. Come out, join me. Fight together in the brotherhood of our kind. A new tomorrow, that starts today." As he finished, there was a loud commotion from the metal safe room. The president was coming out of the room!