Number Four: Death by Xavier’s Wheelchair
Scott wasn’t feeling too good. In the last few days, he’d been attacked by Logan, and then Jean, and then Toad. He was starting to feel nervous, in case he was going to die again. So he’d taken to staying inside the institute, wearing a bulletproof jacket (okay, so mutants don’t normally use guns, but you never know) and avoiding eye contact with everyone. There was one thing he could do, wasn’t there? Of course! He could go and speak to Xavier! He was bound to have some answer. So he’d go and find the professor and ask for some advice.
“Professor?” Scott stuck his head round the doorframe. “Are you in here?”
“Oh, hello Scott,” he called without turning round (well, he IS psychic, you know). “Is something the matter?”
“Yes,” said Scott worriedly. “Logan killed me on Monday, and then on Tuesday Jean attacked me, and then Toad ate me. I’m getting a little worried.”
“Ah,” said the professor. “Well, just stand there, and face the wall.”
Scott had no idea what was coming next, and he certainly didn’t expect what did happen.
Professor Xavier pressed a switch that sent his wheelchair into hyper-speed, and he flew into Scott, and ran him down. And then he went backwards. And forwards. Over and over, until the groaning carcass stopped groaning and went limp.
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