Felix Meets The X-Men

DISCLAIMER: None of the characters featured are my own creation with the exception of Felix. All of the other characters are property of Marvel inc and the God Stan Lee!

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“Step aside please, ma’am. Let us help. We know what we’re doing,” said Scott Summers, leader of the renegade group of mutants called the X-Men.
“So do I. Are you a doctor? If you are I will happily do a handover but as the first responder, this is my scene until someone more highly qualified comes along,” came the calm but firm response from the small woman crouched by his wife’s side.
“And who are you?”
“Lizi. I’m an off-duty paramedic. Now please step back and let me do my job. Thank you sir.” Scott stepped back and watched the young lady work. With her black and white frosted spiky hair and decidedly pointed, possibly elfin ears, she was certainly a unique woman. “Could you please go to my car and bring back the walkie-talkie off the dash and the large green bag on the back seat.”
“Which is your car?” Scott asked, snapping back to attention. Lizi raised an eyebrow at him and responded with an unmistakeable trace of humour, very much in the way in which one regards a young infant.
“The white one with ambulance written all over it.” As Scott hurried away Lizi called to him with a smile, “don’t worry if it’s parked next to something, it’s got big blue lights on the top too!”

When Scott returned, Jean was very slightly sat up with her shoulders resting on Rogue’s knees. As Lizi saw Scott approach she got to her feet in a surprisingly fluid motion.
“Thank you,” she said brightly, taking the bag and the radio. She walked over to where Jean was resting and started fiddling with a canister and mask. Scott quickly stepped over and leaned in to have a closer look.
“What are you doing,” he asked warily.
“It’s just oxygen. This will help you breathe Jean, okay. I’m just going to place this mask over your head. I’d just like you to breathe normally, okay? Nice and deeply, that’s it,” Lizi said bringing the mask over Jean’s head and resting it gently over her nose and mouth. “You just keep that on for me, while I go and tell my boss why I’m not at work yet,” Lizi said smiling as she walked off fiddling with her radio and talking in codes and numbers none of the assembled X-Men understood. She nodded a couple of times and laughed and then came back saying ‘thanks’ and shutting the radio off.
“I’ve just radioed control and there’s a crew on the way. Apparently they should be here within ten minutes but knowing us… “ Lizi said, chuckling as she re-joined the group.

As the group waited, Jean started panicking.
“Hey! Red! Calm down. Just breathe deeply on that and tell me what’s wrong,” implored Lizi. Jean suddenly ripped the mask off her face and, with a flash of bright green eyes, shot into the air. She paused for a second and gently floated to the ground.
“Sentinels! Almost here!” Jean shouted. At this a flurry of activity from the X-Men happened. Rogue began to, quite literally, pick up cars and move them from the scene while Cyclops and Jean hurried bystanders away and Gambit pulled Lizi from Jean’s side.
“C’mon chere, ‘dis no place for a medic. Not yet anyway. You jus’ wait over ‘dere while ‘de X-Men take care o’ ‘dese big an’ ugly robots,” he said, in his thick Cajun drawl and guiding her to her car. The crowd issued a collective gasp when from over the trees, three almighty robots appeared, marching and squashing everything in their path. Lizi watched carefully as the five X-Men all seemed to collectively coil for action. Scott or Cyclops at the front, hand hovering next to the visor he had changed into; Jean at his side, hovering just above ground, eyes narrowed; Logan, or Wolverine, crouched, ready to pounce, like the animal he was named after; Gambit slightly behind, staff in one hand and a fan of cards all slightly glowing with pink kinetic energy in the other and finally next to him was Rogue in a typical, combat ready, fighting stance, only she was a foot off the ground.
“Mind the civilians!” Cyclops shouted above the crowd and as the sentinels approached, the X-Men sprang into action. Wolverine leapt toward the closest one and using the six, foot-long claws protruding out of the back of his hands as grappling hooks, climbed up the robot and began hacking and slashing at the robot’s head. Rogue, also took a direct approach and flew directly at the robot’s chest at an alarming speed. Cyclops fired the concussive blast from his eyes at another robot while Jean used her telekinetic powers to launch everything at the robot, from the fence around the car park to the hot dog stand across the street. Gambit hurled three packs of kinetically charged cards at the third robot and then began picking things up off the street, charging them and throwing them too, including the hot dogs strewn about after the stand came flying overhead.

Gambit could not hold off the robot alone though and soon the sentinel was almost upon him. Seeing this as she wheeled around for another dive, Rogue came flying to his aid and grabbed the sentinel by the arm, and with her awesome strength, she swung it around and tried to pull it off its feet. As Rogue was distracted, the sentinel she had been attacking plucked Wolverine from its back and threw him forward, into Jean and they both went crashing to the floor. At this interruption of concentration, the skip Jean had been ‘holding’ came falling down.
“JEAN!!!” yelled Scott, seeing the impending tragedy and as he went to blast the skip out of the way, Rogue came flying into him, having been swatted away like a fly by the third sentinel.
“Mutants identified. Renegade group, X-Men. Not primary targets. Disregard,” came the mechanical voice spoken from the sentinel leading the charge. The three stopped and surveyed the ground.
“There’s another mutant here,” Rogue groaned as she got to her feet.
“It’s Lizi,” Cyclops hissed in pain, holding the arm Rogue had crashed into.
“What?” Rogue asked in surprise, as she began to lift off for another round with the sentinels. “Does she know?”
“I ‘tink so cherie,” said Gambit, joining the pair and gesturing to Lizi. They looked to where Gambit pointed and saw Lizi cartwheeling and flipping around underneath and between the energy blasts fired from the giant metal hands of the robots above her. To the amazement of the assembled X-Men, the sentinels were so focussed on hitting her, one shot the other in the leg and went crashing to the floor. The skip that had nearly landed on Jean followed the sentinel to the floor and landed squarely on its head, courtesy of Lizi. She ran to her car and hurriedly tried to open the boot, but the sentinels were too close. Amazing the X-Men further, Lizi ran beneath the closest robot and executed a string of perfect flips and jumps, taking off and soaring into the air above the heads of the crowd, the X-Men and continuing until she was level with the robot’s heads.
“Hi guys!” she said brightly, smiling at the machines. “I don’t know who, wait, what you are or what you want but I’m busy.” The sentinel brought its hand up to grab her but instead grasped thin air as Lizi darted away.
“Mutant resisting detention. Expendable,” came the ominous statement from the sentinel.
“Expendable!! My ass am I!” Lizi shouted at it and once again paused in front of its face. Its eyes began to glow red and Lizi turned and flew towards her car. “My boss is going to kill me for this!!” As Lizi reached it she paused until the almighty power of the sentinel’s blast was released. In the split second it took to reach her, she flew upwards as fast as she could, narrowly avoiding the flames as her car exploded. A mean and nasty looking energy weapon came flying up among the wreckage, as well as much assorted ambulance paraphernalia; Lizi reached out and grabbed the gun and came down towards the sentinels.
“Do I have to do EVERYTHING?” she yelled at the X-Men on the ground. At this they sprang into action, combining their efforts on one sentinel and hitting it with everything they had. As it finally fell, its teammate came crashing down beside it, with a rather large hole in its head. Through the smoke, Lizi came walking, carrying her still smoking gun. The X-Men just stared at her, mouths agape.
“When were you guys planning to tell me you knew who I was?” she asked smiling. Holding out her hand, she stated simply, “Felix."