Her heart was racing as she cautiously stepped onto Scott’s raised palms, her body tense as she waited for him to hoist her into the air. Kitty knew well that he was capable of launching her safely, but she still felt fight-or-flight responses surging through her system.
"Ready…" She heard his voice behind her, as she straightened her back and bent her knees, "Now!"
She pounced like a cat at the instant he raised his arms, phasing as she soared towards the giant machine. She passed through its thcik body and heard the sound of sparks and thousands of shorting circuits. She had hit her target, the central computer of the Trask technology. She fell to the ground on the other side, landing gracefully, but not without some pain from the impact. She rolled onto her back and tried to regain her balance as she stood up slowly, just in time to see the Sentinel topple forward with a crash.
She ran around the giant robot to find her friend, but at first he was nowhere to be seen. Then, with a gasp, she saw him; stuck beneath an arm of the Sentinel. She fell to her knees in front of him, and immediately checked his pulse. It was there but almost too faint to notice. His skin was pale, and he was bleeding in several places. She grabbed the robot’s arm and heaved with all her strength to move it. Rolling it would crush his bones, she needed to lift it - if only for a second - to fee Scott. But she needed help from a telekinetic.
Like the telekinetic who was now rushing towards them out of what once had been the main entrance to the school.
Jean felt the tug on the bond that she shared with Scott, but Hank’s voice was soothing as he told her to remain calm and breathe. Jean inhaled a deep breath and then set to work trying to slot all of the pieces into place as fast as she could. Some of the larger pieces were heavy and she was forced to concentrate, but Jean still couldn’t shake the feeling that outside, something terrible was about to happen. She knew that she had to work faster, and squeezed her blue friends hands harder as he projected the images Jean needed to create the machine that would take care of the sentinels.
There was a crash outside, a blast and the room shook as the contraption floated gently down into Hank’s hands. She had to get out there, she had to help Scott and Kitty. Looking up at Hank with a weak, watery smile, she nodded. Their mnds still linked, she wished him well and jumped to her feet. At a sprint she was out the door and moving through the levels of the school, shifting debris as she went, clearing a path for Hank. She reached out to Scott, but there was no reply. Jean’s heart caught in her throat and her feet moved faster.
"Come on, Hank. Come on," she cried.
What Jean saw when the light finally breeched the walls and she was on the grass in front of the place where the enterance to the school used to be made her gasp. She sobbed, her feet wouldn’t move, her body shook as Scott remained pinned under the heavy arm of the gigantic robot. No. No. No. No. She raised her hands and gave Kitty enough room to get Scott to safety before her anger got the better of her. Sparks became flames, flames that soon engulfed the sentinel in a fit of rage and heartbreak. He’d just come back to her. He couldn’t be gone now.
Jean moved suddenly, pushing Kitty out of the way as she cradled his broken body.
"Wake up, Scott. Get up. Don’t do this to me now. I love you."
Beast was right on Jean’s heels as she dashed from the room. He gripped his brand new invention with one foot, while using his other three appendages to rapidly convey himself towards the epicenter of the action. Jean appeared panicked and gave off a psychic aura of fear as she sprinted away. If she was concerned, there was a reason to be worried. Hank turned into a blur of blue fur as he swung and bounced off of walls and ceilings.
Landing deftly on the lawn, the scientist stared shocked at the scene. He observed the situation as expediently as possible. Students and teachers alike fought the gigantic murderous robots. Portions of the school had been destroyed. Then he saw what had made Jean so distressed. Scott was lying bloodied beneath a downed Sentinel. A flash of fury mixed with love came over his best friend’s face. “Jean!” he cried out, but he knew there was nothing he could do to stop her. They had hurt the man she loved and no force could put a stop to her rage now. A few robots burst into flame, reducing them to molten slag. As always, her power was frightening and impressive.
Another Sentinel lumbered their way, powering up its weapons as it went. Hank aimed the electromagnetic pulse rifle and fired, shutting down all the genocidal android’s operations. Its massive form collapsed, sending clods of dirt and grass flying everywhere. “Kitty, make use of this! I must attend to Scott,” shouted McCoy above the din of the battle and tossed the EMP rifle to the headmistress. He rushed over to where two of his oldest friends were. Checking Cyclops’ pulse, the physician found her was still alive, but clearly in bad shape. “Jean, I will administer what care I can to Scott. I apologize, but presently you must return to the conflict,” he urged her. Right then, the best thing she could do was to help Kitty and allow Hank to do his job.