The Boy With The Red Sunglasses

Evelyn James is just an average teenage girl - clever, relatively popular, friendly. But after the unbelievable events of her prom night, she manages to fall into more and more trouble, and there is only one person who understands - the boy with the red sunglasses.

*Basically, an X-Men fanfic set in present day, explaining Scott's first experiences with his mutation and the X-Men. I've been told it makes total sense even if you don't know anything about X-Men! So, please check it out. :)*


116. Rescue Mission

"No, that's got to be wrong!" I argue in my mind. "We have to get them out."
"Is there any way we can buy more time?" Scott demands.
"No, Voltage says the system is solid, there's no way to slow it." Jean replies.
"Damn!" Scott yells slamming his fist into the wall.
"It's not your fault." I whisper, placing my hand on his arm. "You can't blame yourself."
"I don't. I blame your boyfriend!" He snaps turning back to me.
"He's not my boyfriend." I argue, but Scott's not listening.
"Okay, Iceman, Angel, Voltage. You need to work on getting as many people out as you can. Marvel Girl, meet us in the conference room, now!" He orders, as we leave the rest room. Bobby leaves us, following the stairs downwards, and we sprint to the conference room.
"Marvel Girl, we need a plan!" Scott orders.
"Can't they get everyone out?" Jean sounds scared.
"No, there's not enough time." Scott replies bluntly.
"So, what do we do?" I speak up.
"You are going to contact that asshole you've been sleeping with and see if we can stop this, then, you're leaving." He says bluntly. "Marvel Girl and I are working on a plan."
"I haven't-"
"Not now!" He yells, cutting me off. I nod awkwardly.
"John, we need you." I close my eyes to strengthen the connection.
"What's happened? Are you okay?" He sounds worried.
"For now, yes." I reply. "But there's no way we can evacuate everyone from the building in time."
"Get out of there, Evelyn." He orders.
"No. I need to help them!"
"Evelyn, I'm not letting you die in there!" His thoughts are loud, full of emotion.
"You need to tell us how to slow the countdown, John. Please!" I beg.
"You can't." He replies simply.
"No, no, no! There has to be a way!" I can hear the desperation in my thoughts.
"There's not."
"There has to be!" I repeat.
"No, this bomb isn't that simple. The building is going down five minutes. So, you need to get out right now!" He orders.
"No, I'm not leaving without the X-Men." I reply strongly, before ignoring any more of his thoughts. I open my eyes and head back over to Scott and Jean.
"He says there's nothing we can do." I say weakly.
"No, there has to be!" Scott yells. "We can't let these people die!"
"There's not." I reply quietly.
"Warren!" Scott demands in his mind.
"I'm here." Warren quickly replies.

"How's the evacuation going?" Scott asks, although we all know the answer.

"Voltage is making the elevators go as fast as possible, and I'm taking people out the windows, as is Bobby. But people are reluctant to trust us. And even if they weren't, there's only so many we can take!" He admits. "By my guess, half of these people won't make it out."
"No!" Scott yells. I ache to hug him and comfort him, but I know I can't.
"Cyclops, we have to find a way to contain the explosion." Jean speaks up.
"How? What can we possibly do?" Scott runs his hand through his hair, obviously stressed.
"The professor says there are mutants that can absorb kinetic energy. The street outside is full of unknown mutants, if we can-"
"Talk to the professor, see if he can locate one." Scott orders. Jean shuts her eyes, indicating her communication with the professor.
Absorb kinetic energy? I can absorb heat energy. Aren't bombs kind of reliant on heat for their devastation? If I can remove the fire, maybe I can save some people.
"Cyclops, I-"
"What are you still doing here?" He snaps. "Leave, now!"
"No. I'm not leaving without you!" I take hold of his arm.
"You're not part of this team; you're just an innocent citizen in this. You need to go!" He offers.
"You don't believe that any more than I do." I argue.
"You're right, I don't." He replies harshly. "But I love you and there's no way I'm letting you die here just because you want to be an X-Man again."
"That's not the reason I'm here!" I yell. "I'm here because I'm not leaving this building if you're not there beside me!"
"The professor says there's no one anywhere near with those types of powers." Jean says, her face as white as a sheet. "We can't stop this."
"Yes, we can!" Scott argues. "We have to."
"I can try to dull the force of the explosion with my telekinesis, but I can't do it from in here." Jean suggests.
"Okay, I guess that's a good start." Scott sounds slightly calmer now. "Get Warren up here now!"
"Okay." Jean quickly summons Warren with her telepathy.
"How much of the explosion can you contain?" Scott asks, obviously trying to keep calm.
"I don't know. I could probably contain the original force completely to this floor, and with your help, we could ensure no falling debris can hurt anyone." She explains quickly. "But I can't contain the heat. That's the issue. These people are going to burn to death."
"No, they're not." I speak up.
"What are you talking about?" Scott snaps his attention to me.
"You need to get out." I order. "I'm going to try to absorb the flames."

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