Charles pov
I wasn't surprised that it turned out to be Scott. I was just a little disappointed. I thought I could help him. In some way it seems it's my fault for him doing this. I know what I have to do now though. I have to go to Washington. I can't cancel the appointment. I know what he is going to do. I wheeled as fast as I could down the hall to the basement. I got in the elevator and pressed the button. I kept tapping my fingers on the chair because for some reason the elevator seemed slower than usual. When I finally got to the basement I sped down through the cells until I found Scott's. I opened the cell door. Then I wheeled over to him and pinned him as best as I could against the wall. He looked at me and said "Well nice to see you too Professor!" I didn't even have to sense the sarcasm. That's how noticeable it was. I pinned him even tighter against the wall and said in to his face, "I know what you are going to do. So don't think for one second that you are going to get away with it." He looked so calm, not even fazed by the fact that he was pinned against the cell wall. Then he says "The plan is already set in motion. You can't stop it. I thought you were smarter than this. The bomb isn't at the White House it's here at the shool." I scream "Tell me the cancelation code to the detonator!" He looks at me and says "If I were you I would run. Oh wait you are in a wheelchair. There is no way you can get out in time-I hear an explosion starting outside. I can tell it's the jet. He started with my jet. I would be punching him right now if it weren't for the fact that the other explosives he has set up will blow in-"How many minutes till the explosives detonate?" I ask. "Haha 3. It's not like you could stop them though. I slam his head against the cell door. I've been wanting to do that since I suspected he was a traitor. Then I sped out of the cell. When I got to the main entrance Everyone was looking at me. I was out of breath, thinking rapidly. "I need a plan! Think Charles." I kept saying to myself. Then I knew. All the pieces of the puzzle where connecting now. Angel is the key to this. They want to take her and I's powers. All those times we got kidnapped all they where really excited about was her and I. "ANGEL!" I yell over all the noise. She responds back only a second later saying "Yes professor?" She is standing next to me. How does she keep doing that. She isn't Fang.I look at her and say "Angel I need you to help me find two bombs that are going to detonate in'-I look at my watch-'2 minutes and 33 seconds." She responds back with "I will try professor."
Angel pov
First of all I have never really seen a bomb as big as the one we found under the table. This is beyond me. Second Gazzy and Iggy are on a camping trip with Logan and a couple other students for the week. So I am not the person to normally dismantle a bomb. I'm biting my nails because I'm so nervous. Jean can't dismantle it because she can hardly keep her telekinesis powers from going crazy. So at a time like this I wouldn't want her to help dismantle the bomb. She is one of the strongest mutants I have ever known, but she has two sides. I've heard rumors about that evil side of hers. Iceman could help, but he is on the camping trip. I keep thin of people that could help but they are all the camping trip. I realize that Scott helped make the list of people going on that trip. He planned it so no one would be here to help when he set the bomb to go off. He thought I would be going on the trip but I had stayed behind last minute to help with the mission. 1 minute till the bomb goes off. One minute to dismantle it before it kills everyone. One minute from total war if I don't stop this bomb. Charles was talking with Storm. I looked at the bomb. I have seen only one of these in my whole lifetime. Although I have had a short life time 7 years so far. "Hope I get more of those years." I thought to myself. I knew the inside of the bomb I just had to cut the right cords. "Was it the red or the yellow wires?" I thought to myself. "Oh whatever." I mutter and then I looked into the device an cut the red wire. I saw the timer stop and the lock to the inside click and open. I had done it. I hear voices come into focus. I had gone into my own little bubble for a while I guess. "You did it Angel. I'm so proud of you." says the professor. For one tiny second I thought of him as my dad. I knew he wasn't though. I didn't have a family. But I guess somewhere inside of me. I'm telling myself I do have a family right here at the school. The mission was tomorrow and I would be ready. I know what I want to do. I want to be an official Xmen. I will ask the professor if it's ok. I want to spend the rest of my life here. This is my family. This is my home.
Fang pov
I sat in a tree waiting for Max. We had promised to meet up here to talk about the next mission. Although it didn't turn out that way it went more along the lines of this-----
"Hey sorry I'm late. Did you know there was a bomb under the table near the main entrance today?!" she says.
"Um no. I've been here all afternoon just sitting working on stuff for the upcoming exam in the professor's class." I say.
"Wow. I didn't know there was a exam coming up. Must of zoned out. I do that a lot." she says.
"Um Max. I was um...wondering if you uh....wantedtogotoamovienextweek." I say. It came out all at once I was so nervous.
"Uh sure. What movie?" She asks
"Star Wars IV. It's a classic." I say.
"K. Anyways I gotta go. Angel wanted me togo see her and the professor." She says.
Then she leaped out of the tree. I swear she is a cat. She always lands on her feet.
I climb down and walk back into the mansion. I have a exam to study for. Doesn't mean I will study for it though. I will probably put the papers on the desk and then turn on my computer and play some games.
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It Wasn't your fault
FanfictionThis is the second book in the Xmen/Maximum Ride series. This is about the aftermath of the what happened in the first book. It might have gone back to normal for a while but war is now coming. Mutants on one side And humans on the other. Will they...