Elliara Davenport was a 800 year old Vampire. Being turned at the age of 26. Living her existence has been one of the most challenging aspects of being a vampire. However they say with age comes wisdom. And for her? A lot more.
With her now being 80...
Natasha expertly sped through the oncoming traffic. It seemed that Natasha was somewhat of a rule breaker. And a somewhat reckless driver.
Albeit that had gotten to the mall in less than 5 minutes and they didn't even have a single scratch on them. Neither did Tony's car. Elliara was impressed with Nat's driving skills. But she preferred going the speed limit.
Nat grabbed Elliara's wrist and dragged her into the Mall. The first store they went into was Rue 21. Then forever 21, the Strand bookstore, Manhatta, Tomorrowland, Mystique Boutique, abd Top Gun Leather.
(I know all these stores are not in the same place but for the sake of the story please allow and ignore it.)
And for some unknown reason, she absolutely insisted we go to Victoria Secret. She pulled out a variety of colors.
Red Black Green Blue White Grey Pink And purple
I chose the black red, and green ones.
She seemed to be looking for a gold color.
"I think we have enough of these. Can we please go get food now?!" I whined.
"Fine Fine where do you want to go?" She said passing the cashier Stark's card.
I shrugged.
"Well we need to know where we're going if we're going to go anywhere." She rolled her eyes and took the card back from the cashier.
"I heard you like Italian? So how about Forlini's on Baxter Street?" I suggested.
"Why not?" She shrugged grabbing our bags and walking to the car.
She put them in the back seat.
"93 Baxter street." I said and soon we pulled up.
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We walked in, and looked around. It was a pretty cool place. Seemed kind of fancy.
"Welcome to Forlini's, will it just be the two of you this evening?"
"Yes ma'am." I nodded.
"Alright then if you'll follow me." We followed her to the booth section.
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"So I'll give you two, a few minutes to figure out your orders, but before then, is there anything I can get you to drink?" She asked politely.
"I'll have a red wine classic, and a water." Said Nat.
"I'll have a Coca-Cola." I ordered for myself.
"Alright then, I'll be back in a minute." She said writing it down and handing us our menus.
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I had chosen the Chicken Shrimp Alfredo. With a side of cheese curds and onion rings.
Nat had chosen the lasagna and chicken. With a side of baked broccoli.
I inwardly grimaced, I'm not usually one to judge but... eh...
After we finished our food. Nat looked up at me and laughed, I also looked at her and chuckled. She had some tomato sauce on her cheek.
Apparently I had a saucy mustache.
We both grinned as we clean our faces and asked for the ticket. I pulled out my card the same time she did. I glared at her and said, "Now, Natasha, I said I would pay for lunch since I owed you. So please let me do so."
She returned my glare and sighed knowing she wasn't going to trick or convince me otherwise.
So I gave the lady my card and she came back with our receipt.
I put my card back in my purse and we got up and left giving her our tip.
When we got outside, a gunshot rang out of nowhere. A bullet pierced the side of my left arm. I clutched it and hissed in pain.
I was also quite pissed off. Like who the heck in their right mind would shoot at an Avenger in broad daylight?! Then a second and a third rang out. By this time people were screaming and running away in fear.
The second shot grazed my stomach, the third shot grazed Nat's hip. Despite the pain Natasha was feeling she grabbed my hand and ran toward the car. She ignited the engine and sped off.
How the heck were we going to explain Tony's car window being shot out and blood all in his car?
We pulled up in the garage and left our stuff in the back seat.
"FRIDAY to med bay immediately!" Nat groaned in pain.
I just clenched my jaw and held my stomach. I tried to carry Nat to the med bay but I couldn't. My strength was weary and my thirst had spiked.
Damn it. I'm supposed to be stronger than this! I'm a 800 year old vampire for goodness sake! I was angry. Angry at the shooter and myself.
Bruce was apparently notified of our current situation, because he was in the med bay waiting for us.
"What happened?" He asked
"Unidentified Shooter, 3 shots. Three injuries. One major. My Hip, grazed. Elliara's stomach, grazed. And her left arm pierced by the bullet." Nat said with her jaw slightly clenched.
Bruce just nodded. "Elliara, you first."
"No. Nonono. I'm fine for now. You need to stop the bleeding. Get Natasha done first. I can wait. She can't." I argued.
"What do you mean? Your the one who got shot. Twice!" Nat fussed.
"Natasha there is no time to argue!" I frowned.
"Like hell it isn't!"
"You want to know why I insist? Have you forgotten what I am?" I growl slightly and show her my fangs.
Her eyes widened and she nodded.
"I don't want to hurt anyone..." I said softly.
"Understood." She said wincing in pain.
"Good, Bruce?" I said.
He looked up.
"Take care of her alright?"
He nodded.
I turned to take my leave.
"Where are you going?" Nat Asked.
"To get something to drink. And to get this damn bullet out of my arm." I said.
