Lt Watts' face was red with rage as he saw Ben, Stacey, and Mist standing a few yards away from him. He eyed them carefully, hoping that he was dreaming. As he did, Dr Young ceased the opportunity to slip past him, and ran towards an escape hatch in the corner of the room. Ben stepped towards Watts, but as he did, three soldiers raised their weapons and aimed them at him.
Instantly, he turned and raised his hand towards them, sending one of the men crashing into the monitor that Watts had been looking at earlier. Seeing one of their own going down, the other two opened fire. As the bullets came speeding towards him, Ben raised his hand again, stopping them in mid-air, sending them harmlessly to the floor. Watts decided to make his move, coming up behind him and grabbing him in a choke hold.
'Not so hot now, are you, Fox?' He said scathingly
Stacey and Mist moved forward to try to help him but were stopped by the two soldiers, Watts turned toward them and started laughing.
'That's right, freaks. Back away now, or he dies.' Watts demanded.
'Green Girl,' Mist said coolly, 'We better do as he says.'
'Don't surrender yourselves on my account.' Ben urged.
'Why not, Ben? If you die, we might as well all be dead.'
As they backed away, Watts nodded to two soldiers to take them away. They stepped forwards, each holding a pair of handcuffs. Just as they were about to place them around their wrists, an icy blast shot into the room, followed by someone shouting, 'Get out of the way!'
Stacey and Mist dived to the floor and rolled out of the way. A moment later, the frosty blast hit the soldiers, freezing them solid. As Stacey and Mist got up from the floor, Frostbite walked towards them with Greena and Powerhouse, all three looking tired and worn out from fighting. Watts' eyes glared as he saw all three of them coming into the room, his grip tightening around Ben's neck, Stacey made her way over to Frostbite as he watched Watts and Ben.
'Boy, am I glad to see you again, Frostbite.' Mist said as she came forward.
'Where are Violet and Flamethrower?' Stacey enquired.
Greena joined them, wearing a ripped army uniform and her red hair matted with blood. 'They won't be coming, Green Girl, they were killed.'
'They aren't going to be the only freaks dying today!' Watts cackled behind them.
Stacey turned and saw him still holding Ben in a choke hold. However, this time he held a handgun pointed at Ben's head. Watts looked at the mutants, eyeing them up, 'Surrender now, or I'll blow Fox's brains out.'
Frostbite looked at him and smiled, 'You think that you can bully us, Watts? Think again!'
Watts looked at Frostbite and laughed, 'Do you freaks think that the U.S. Army will go down without a fight? Because you've taken over the base, it will spur the rest of the military against you as you have committed an act of terrorism.'
'You're the one who has committed murder, not us.' Stacey argued.
'Shut it, you green-skinned bitch.' Watts responded, pointing the gun away from Ben and straight at Stacey.
Infuriated, with his free arm, Ben elbowed Watts in the chest, winding him. Watts immediately dropped the gun and let go of Ben. Staggering around the room in pain, he looked at Ben who now was on his feet. Ben smiled as he raised his hand and began to peer inside Watts' mind. Stacey rushed back to Mist and Greena and watched as Watts slowly began to lose control of his mind and his will. Moments later, Watts collapsed on the floor. Ben walked up to his body and kneeled down.
'Your mind is mine now, Watts!' he gloated.
As he stood, he ran over to Stacey and they threw their arms around one another.
'Are you okay, babe?' He asked softly.
'Ben, you knew what he was about to do, didn't you?'
'Of course, I did. That's why I wanted to use myself as bait.'
Frostbite put his hand on his shoulder, 'Ben, may I have a word please?'
Ben looked at his friend, 'Of course, Frostbite, what is it?'
Ben could tell that he was worried, 'During our attack, I noticed there was no sign of Dr Young.'
Greena piped in, 'She must have escaped somehow.'
'At the moment, we have bigger fish to fry than Dr Young. Such as cleaning up this base. I'll get in touch with Peter later and see if he can help to put a warrant out for her arrest.'
Leaving the room, they and went downstairs towards the exit. A male figure slowly emerged from the shadows, watching with great interest as Mist teleported them away. Once they had left, the figure pulled out a phone.
'This is Watcher,' he said with a Polish accent.
A male voice replied, 'Great to hear from you, Watcher. Were you successful in your mission?'
'I was, boss, and you were right. Fox is a bigger threat than we thought.'
The phone went silent for a moment, 'You know what to do next, Watcher. Spy on him and that group of his. And don't take your eyes off that girlfriend of his.'
Watcher smiled, 'Understood, boss, and thank you for trusting me.'
The man let out a laugh, 'With the army now out of the picture, and Dr Young on the run, the Outcasts will have free rein in FlordIa and soon the whole world.'
Watcher smiled and put the phone back into his coat pocket, walking out of the base and onto the beach.
Thanks for reading, watch out for volume 2!!!!!