Penultimate Superhero Role Play (Chapter 2)
As everything went white the world under the team’s feet trickled away as if it was a spilled drink. There was no feeling of weightlessness, but instead a true absence of weight. It was as if a perfect equilibrium was achieved in all forces in the explosions radius. If they opened their eyes the team witnessed an absolute white. So pure was this white that it caused partial hallucinations ranging from seeing colors to seeing objects. The explosion had caused no pain or even forces save for the dispelling of outside impacts. It was quiet, calm, and unlike anything anyone had experienced before, and when they had understood the entire scene was pulled out from under them.
All at once the white faded to expose the team was now falling. Falling very quickly towards the ground. Below the team was what looked like a small village and an old logging road. With the air rushing against them and the trees looking like spikes pointed right up at everyone a rather alarming amount of confusion was currently running through many of the members thoughts. The sun was out suddenly and with the rubble of the Sentinels falling with them it took all the energy they had to just avoid getting thrown out of what little control they had in their fall.
Justin was the first to gain some amount of awareness and started to check his armor and then radio. “Richard you have flyers too we need them to catch anyone who can’t levitate and make sure we don’t end up as red paint when that ground comes.” They were now less than half a mile above the ground. Justin continued to speak into his radio now talking to the entire group. “Those with flight catch anyone who needs it. Other opportunities to not end up like a bug on a windshield would be greatly appreciated. We can figure out what is going on when we land.” The orders were not barked or even spoken with any emotion. They were words of someone who was uneasy and could have been heard as a honest request more than anything.
As the group collected each other and landed there was a reeling silence only broken as more fragments of Sentinels rained down. The big ones were dealt with some of the heavy hitting flyers while a shield was established over the group on the ground. When all the immediate dangers seemed to have been averted the group once again fell into silence. Finally Richard spoke what everyone was thinking. “What the hell just happened?” He looked around at the group for any confirmation of what last few events meant for them.
“It would seem that explosion knocked us out or something.” Justin mused. His words held no confidence since he knew this was far too simple an idea to explain what had happened. Justin then looked around. The forest around him was for all intensive purposes a normal European forest. Trees, plants, and the works of animals moving around and keeping their distance from the group. “When we started to fall we saw the village, but no compound. It is safe to say we aren’t in the same area, or at least several miles from where we were.” Justin then looked down at his armor.
“This sun is real.” He confirmed. He had been considering some sort of psychic or mystical work was at force to make them think they were in a dream, but the fact was his armor and his body was collecting energy as if the sun was out and that meant one thing to him. It was daytime right now when only ten minutes ago it was the darkest part of the night and they were fighting for their lives. “At this point we should try and figure out where we are and get in touch with our support. Fury is likely going to want to hear about how the compound mission went. If he hasn’t heard about it already.”
Richard held up a hand to Justin. “Wrong.” His tone was ice cold and his eyes very serious. “The first thing we do is return to compound.” The mutant then turned towards the road and began walking when someone talked about that being the best idea considering the jets were back at the military base. This made Richard stop and look back to the group. “We aren’t going for the jets.” He looked down and then back towards the road. “We left someone behind. That isn’t what a team does. We can at least give Blindside… Michael a ride home…” While he held his head down the group started to walk towards the road.