29. Broken Angel
**So I’m starting to find this really difficult to write now! But I’m also quite enjoying the challenge! Thanks for reading and please comment/review.**
"Hold out your hands." I command, Bobby complies, wincing. There are burns and blisters covering all visible skin. Oh no!
"It's alright; I'm just going to try to take the pain away, okay?" I say in the softest tone I can muster. He nods. Okay, come on, Evelyn. Do it right this time. Save him.
I raise my hands and hold them just above his. He flinches slightly. My fingers twitch as I close my eyes. I visualize myself pulling all the heat from Bobby's body. I imagine his ice returning. I try to feel the warmth receding into my palms instead, and to my surprise, I do. I take a deep breath and open my eyes. My hands are hot and red, but I feel no pain. My gaze shifts to Bobby's hands now. They're almost completely healed! Only a few small blisters remain.
"Better?" I ask, smiling, although I'm not entirely sure why.
"Yes. Wow. Evelyn that was amazing, that was-" a loud crash cuts him off.
"Everyone out of here. Now!" Scott orders. We immediately rush to stand beside him.
"Scott, what's happening?" I beg, taking hold of his arm.
"I don't know, but we really need to get out of this place." He says gently and offers me his hand. "Come on."
I take in the sight around me as everything seems to move in slow motion. Jean walks at double speed trying to keep up with Scott as she explains what she discovered telepathically about escaping. Next to me, Bobby slings Warren's arm around his shoulders. I catch my breath and turn my face away at the sight of Warren's bloody, topless chest. I wish for the ability to take Warren's inevitable pain away in the same way I removed Bobby's. I silently curse my limited abilities.
"This way!" Scott calls. I take Warren's other arm and follow Scott and Jean down a small, dark corridor to our left. It seems endless. Faint voices surround us and we know we will be found soon. As we walk, Warren's body becomes heavier, as me and Bobby struggle to keep him upright and awake. He's bleeding... A lot.
"Scott! Warren's loosing too much blood. We have to get him back to the institute now!" I shout forward. Scott runs back to me, ordering Jean to keep going.
"I'll take him. You help Jean!" He commands. I obey, slipping Warren's arm over Scott's shoulders and jogging forward to meet Jean.
"Where are we going?" I ask a little too bluntly. I'm scared now.
"There's a right turn up here, then there should be a short corridor before we reach the back exit." Jean hurriedly explains, panting. I nod. I don't know what to say. We've been a team less than a day and there is already a chance we might lose one of us. If this is what's it's like to be an X-Man, I don't think I'm ready.
"Here!" Jean exclaims suddenly. "Right, here!"
We turn down another dark, seemingly endless corridor and relief starts to bloom in my chest. We might actually get out of here! I want to run, sprint to the escape at the end of the corridor. But one glance and the wounded mutant behind me tells me that that is not a viable idea right now. We're a team. We stay a team.
"Stop!" Jean shouts, making me jump. "There's someone here."
"Well done, Jean. I'm impressed!" The dark haired man that held and tortured us just minutes ago steps out of the shadows. "I'm impressed with all of you, in fact. Do tell, how did you escape my restraints."
"Simple." Scott speaks up. "We are mutants, and you sir, are an asshole."
I smirk at Scott's remark.
"How rude..." The man mutters. "I'll have to fix that..."
"Did you just say you were gunna fix him?" Jean asks, stepping forward bravely. "What the hell are you planning to do with us?"
"Hey! My boyfriend does not need fixing, jerk!" I exclaim. The man ignores me and keeps his eyes on Jean.
"I thought you could read minds, Miss Grey?" He takes a few steps back. "Capture them, don't let any escape."
Five men sprint towards us dressed all in black and wielding guns. Oh crap.