Goddess of Tragic Love

The Aftermath of a War {8}

~AVENGERS POV~

We watched the young goddess get shot across the land she rebuilt. Once a city now a beautiful piece of fresh land. They all we're broken. You could see it in their faces. Nothing could be rebuilt upon New York City. It was gone. A home they cherished. One thing that did stump them was why did the young goddess spare them?

Elissa only defended her life. Even let them beat on her for as long as she could. She wanted them to feel again. She wanted them to not break like she did in her younger years.

Bucky was in distress on how to feel. She completely fixed his memory but also destroyed a city. She saved his life over 90 years ago even though he was an ass to her. She told him that she saw something in him.

Thor was pacing back and forth unsure what to do. He had heard of her prophecy but never thought she was still alive. She used to visit him when he was younger. He knew she was close to the family so why would his father allow her to do such an act.

Black Widow was in disbelief. For once her facade fell. She was in tears crying. Crying for the lost of her home where she met these crazy bimbos. Her skills are no match for the goddess so how is she supposed to defeat her.

Hawkeye was in a trance like he was when they were fighting. He noticed the slight wet tears on her face. He noticed the way she kept her head down till it was over. She also never hurt a single one of them in a single fight unless provoked. She seemed to carry herself with the weight of the world on her shoulders. Except he didn't know it was quite literal how she held it on her shoulders.

Wanda was broken out of her trance to see the final act of the goddess. She watched the goddess fix the broken Soldiers memory in a few seconds. Only to stand up knowing that Vision was going to shoot her. She watched as the beam soar through the air straight for Elissa. She swore the goddess looked at her for a split second as the goddess herself began to fly through the air.

Captain America was the only one who was truly lost. His home that he grew into after waking up from the war was gone. He was happy to have his best friend back but what would the goddess do next. They couldn't find her body after so was she still alive?

Iron Man was distraught. Company gone and three suits malfunctioning. He wanted to be the one to kill her. He wanted to watch the life slip from her eyes. The goddesses life he swore to end. Even though something felt off to him about the girl.

Falcon was just trying to watch other to see what he should feel. Even if they were bad. He felt sorry for the group he learned to grow inside of.

War machine left as soon as it was over, no one knew where he went.

Bruce's illusion slowly faded but he had already changed into clothes once he got onto the jet. He was wondering how she got the Hulk to calm down to the way he didn't hear his voice in the back of his head. He was at peace with his inner self. Even if his friends were down he was relived.

Vision was Vision. He felt nothing except empathy for his friends.

*On Asgard*

The poor goddess teleported right into the arms of Hemidall. He sent a message to Loki to come to the Bifrost and bring healers. He didn't know if Loki got the message he could only hope. He watched as the goddess let each one beat her. He watched as she did acts of goods as she felt bad for destroying a home. Just like someone took hers from her.