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!Wz87.gYWh. 06/07/11(Tue)16:33 No.15187793>>15187652
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Though she's taxed herself beyond the breaking point several times over today, Aino hasn't given up. She couldn't. Her friends needed her. It took crossing three timelines, but she did it, and now she doesn't need to give up.
She can simply watch.
Tachyon, her powers bottled up for so long, lets loose with a blinding stream of lightning that ignites the air itself and destroys the top half of the lead Sentinel, and behind it Iceman buries the next two in a flood of frozen water vapor that snaps them apart from the inside. Bullet launches himself through the leg of another with a blur, emerging on the other side in a spray of machinery that drops to the ground around him, and as the Sentinel reels, one-legged, he repeats the move, over and over until there's nothing left.
The last two remaining pause for a moment, assessing their plight, but as the combined might of the X-Men raises against them for a second time, two voices call out "Stop."
In the middle of the wreckage, amidst torn up grass and the mud underneath, alongside the sparking, smoking heaps of mutant-hunting robots walk Remote and Atlas. "Don't break these two. We're doing something."
"See, I can just talk to computers because of this stuff," Atlas says, tapping on the metallic plugs that encircle his scalp, "But this girl... she can make them *dance*."
"I always had a problem talking to Penguinel, you know that?" Remote asks. "The language was always so hard. But Atlas speaks it like a native tongue."
"So we had an idea, her and me," he says.
"We're making a computer virus. We're turning these two against Master Mold and sending them back."
"Information warfare at its finest," Atlas says with a smirk.
With that, the two Sentinels look at the tiny figures below them, then turn in unison and utter a single statement before stepping through the portal just as it disappears.
"ACKNOWLEDGED, PRINCESS." |
