<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/n0cbox0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Scott Summers (Cyclops)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>14:40<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Magneto, Psylocke, Colossus<br/><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>New Cyclops Suit (http://i.imgur.com/Wl2m1Uw.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/blkOoAS.jpg)</div>Cyclops had been letting volley after volley of optical laser tear through the sky of Ultrons as he finally saw dead X-men, many of them kids all across the grass. Any victories he had won in the past seemed as if they did not matter, that this loss of life made half his career seem meaningless. As Cyclops lamented the loss of life, he heard a chant of death approaching. Cyclops did a side roll out of the line of fire of a pair of Ultron drones as they fired at him, charring the ground he had stood at moments before. Another laser came and grazed his suit leaving a slight burn on the fabric, he responded by opening up his ruby-quarts lens to unleash yet another volley of his optic laser, but something was wrong this time.<br/><br/>Instead of the usual straight line of energy, his optical blast instead had a slight curve that destroyed his accuracy, but was twice as powerful as any blast he had unleashed before. Suddenly he knew how his brother must have felt in the early days. Another set of Ultrons buzzed by and Cyclops opened his visor once again, this time instead of a beam of light, a cone of energy shot out scarring the landscape as well as taking out the Ultrons. His heart stopped for a moment...<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RqKgFbn.jpg?1)</div>He closed the visor in fear that his unstable cone of energy may have hit another X-men, but he was glad to see that the closest he had come to hitting anyone was about ten yards. His eyes focused in on who they were and he realized that it was Shadowcat and Magik. His breath released even though he had not realized he was holding it and he started to sprint towards the pair. As he ran he heard the Ultron's cry for his death approach from behind. He turned and readied to open his visor, but saw his worst fear come into view.<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/cUw07xz.jpg?1)</div><br/><br/>Behind the Ultron was another person. He didn't take time to see who it was or stay another second to fire a burst of optical laser as he realized if his beams cam out curved or as a cone again, he was likely to hurt X-men behind the Ultron as well as his intended target. He made the decision to pull his hand away from his vision and leap for cover. As he jumped, the Ultron released a burst of energy that ripped into Cyclops's shoulder. His optical blasts were choosing a horrible time to fail him and now his left arm was basically useless. The Ultron hovered above and Scott saw an opening to fire. He took the shot and once again the blast was a cone of energy as opposed to a beam.<br/><br/>His decision vindicated, he got out from behind the rocks and sprinted back towards Magik and Shadowcat, his arm hanging limply to his side. As he got close to the duo he felt he was home-safe, but an Ultron shooting at him, nearly taking his feet off, caused him to stumble forward and fall 10 yards from their feet. The pain was excruciating as he arm was the first thing to contact the ground. He looked at the Ultron that tripped him as a car careened through the air and crumpled it. "Thanks Mag," he mumbled to himself as he began losing consciousness.