Else worlds Immortal Iron Fist 2.1

Volume 2 – Issue 1 Exploding Back into Action Part 2

 

107. 107 is the number Dani has to live with for the rest of her life. That number is the deaths she could have prevented if she hadn’t of given Constrictor a chance to blow that building. He may have pulled the trigger so to speak but the blood of those 107 innocent lives were on her hands and she would never forget it…

 

Screams filled the air as Dani continued emerging from the smoke filled air with more bodies slung over her shoulder, lifeless and unresponsive. She had been running in and out of this building for hours, eventually being helped by the emergency services when they arrived. They hadn’t exactly been her ally over the past few years but that didn’t matter now, lives were at risk. As Dani emerged with two more casualties over her shoulder a police officer ran over and grabbed one to make it a little easier on Dani. Once the man Dani had been carrying had been sat over by the ambulances she turned towards the pile of rubble once again, but before she could leap into the debris for another scan for life, an arm extends out and grabs Dani’s wrist. “Where you off to? You can’t seriously go back in there, its suicide!” Dani turns to face the police officer that had taken one of the unconscious men off my shoulder. She was an African American police officer with overgrown hair. The police officer looked concerned for my health, but I knew I couldn’t stop, someone might still be inside that need saving. Dani shrugged the officer’s arm off hers and turned again to the debris sprinting into the entrance she was once again consumed by smoke and fire.

 

As I made my way up the floors, or what was left of them, I noticed no sign of life anywhere. That didn’t stop me; I need to scour every inch of this block to be anywhere near ready to leave. I make my way up to the highest level I can go. That’s when I see an arm reaching out from under some debris. I summon my inner chi energy to lift the debris off the body revealing a young adult with shattered glass all up his back. I do the same to so many others I had helped out of the building in the last hour and slung him over my shoulder and went to leave the building. As I turn movement by the stairs catches my eye. The officer who had helped me outside was dodging falling debris and flames to reach me. “What the hell are you doing in here? Do you have a death wish or something!” I belt at her, initially making the officer jump backwards, “I’m doin my job hero, just like you.” As we meet halfway up the stairs she takes one of the boys arms and I take the other, supporting him, and making it easier on the both of us. Smoke continued to pour down the hallways of the flat but they continued to push on. That was until another large explosion shook the building. Obviously the fire had found a gas source causing another shockwave to ripple through Dani’s body. Another shower of debris shot their way, bigger and way more risky this time. I go to shield the police officer and the casualty but instead I am shoved into an apartment with the casualty. I turn to see the police officer crushed by a flood of debris and I hear the deafening scream of her pierce the air before slowly dying out. Dani had just witnessed death number 108 of the day, and after that second explosion she might just round it off to 110.

 

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Sorry its been a while, have been working and holiday for the past few months. continuing with my Elseworlds Iron Fist will be on a more regular basis from now on. Hope you like

 

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