"Apocalypse?! Oh man, we should have just gone and bought some ice cream!"
"But who is Apocalypyse?" Dust asked me.
"Who's Apocalypse?! He's just like the most dangerous bad guy the X-Men have - "
"Silence knave!" Apocalypse bellowed. "Now I shall grind your bones into paste! Only the strong are worthy and you are both weak! Therefore you shall die!!"
His hands started to cackle with energy. I froze. My powers are to heal people. I'm really not a front line kind of guy. Dust looked over at me for some guidance. There wasn't anything I could tell her.
Apocalypse raised his hands at us. Bright yellow energy grew into balls around his fists and then launched straight at us. I shut my eyes and went stiff as a board.
. . nothing happened.
I opened my eyes. Apocalypse was gone. The whole room was gone. It was suddenly just a huge empty metal chambed.
"Sorry, sorry," a voice called. Then Beast bounded into view. He had a tub of Hagen Daz tucked under his arm, spilling all over the floor as he did forward flips. "I was just trying out a new Danger Room program. Are you kids okay?"
Dust looked at me but I was still frozen solid. "Uh, yes Mr. Beast," she answered.
Man, that was close.