X-Men Team 2: Storm/Shadowcat/Shatterstar
Storm turned at the sound of someone yelling, the air around her taking on a distinct charge strong enough to arc of the wall near her. Thankfully she hadn't actually shot it at the other man, her instincts keyed up as they were. Of course, since she'd been concentrating on direction, switching gears took a moment too long. By the time she'd summoned the wind up to throw some of the darts away from her, she'd been struck by one. It was a glancing strike, but enough for it to draw a line of blood along her skin and have some effect. The wind died as soon as it was summoned.
She put one arm up to cover the injury on reflex and skipped backward hard as the ceiling dropped down between her and Kitty. One hand bloodied, she reached for the girl, trying to get close enough that she could phase her out. If she could get ahold of Kitty, then she would take Shatterstar out with her. They were fingertip lengths apart.
"Kitty, go get help." As much as it pained her to tell her protege to leave her behind, there was nothing she could do without backup and there was no telling what other dangers there were. With Kitty might go unaffected, they needed to find a way out. "Storm to Havok, we've tripped something. Kitty's on her way back."
The transmission went dead abruptly with the floor falling out from under them, forcing her to grab onto the edge of the hole with both hands and give up her communicator into the depths. "Kitty, get help."