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"I'm sorry, no?" He repeated, blinking.
"You heard me," I said, turning my back. Before I could get very far, he jarred me backwards and into him. I looked up into his hardened blue eyes.
"I'm afraid I wasn't asking you," he spat.
"Hmm, let me see," I tapped a finger to my chin, "Fire that could cook you alive, or really pointy knives. I'd say its a draw, you've got a pretty fair shot at forcing me to do something I don't want to," I said sarcastically. He and I both knew that with my fire powers, I was more powerful.
"Have we forgotten what happened the last time you tried to duel me?" He asked, leaning in closer, so that his breath partially fogged my visor, "I could remind you. I recall you being significantly less clothed, what say we begin there?"
I reddened, pulling my arm from his grip and stepping back. "If these people are going to be sacrificed to save everyone down there," I began, the words thick in my throat, "Then I'm not running away. I'm going down with them."
"I agree," Natasha said, appearing out of no where with Steve on her tail. She folded her arms and stopped at my side. "There's worse ways to go. Besides, where am I gonna get a view like this?"
She nodded at the clouds that now seemed to be beneath her. God, we were high.
Suddenly, static sounded over my earpiece. And then, a crackling voice.
"Glad you like the view, Romanoff. It's about to get better."
My eyes widened. Nat smiled at me, and I felt my own face mirror her expression. It was Fury.
From the clouds, emerged something massive. A mechanic whirring announced its arrival, and I recognized the sound just as I recognized what I was looking at. The helicarrier.
"Nice, right?" Fury's voice came again. "Pulled her out of mothballs with a couple old friends. She's dusty, but she'll do."
"Fury, you son of a bitch," Steve shook his head.
"Ooh, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"
A laugh spluttered out of me, and I covered my mouth as relief flooded through me. I'd actually been ready to die. But we were saved.
Soon, large ships deployed from the side of the helicarrier, planting themselves on the ground before the large evac building.
"This is S.H.I.E.L.D?" Pietro nearly made me pass out from shock, appearing directly at our side.
"This is what S.H.I.E.L.D. is supposed to be," Steve nodded, hands on his hips as he looked on dramatically.
Damn, did I have a thing for dramatic men.
Pietro chuckled. "This is not so bad."
"Maybe from where your standing," Loki countered.
I looked back at him, "You'll be fine. Probably."
"Thank you, your confidence has thoroughly reassured me."
"Come on," Steve said, clapping a hand over my shoulder, "Let's load 'em up."
As people began to flock towards the transports, a new swarm of bots clouded around the helicarrier. Before any of us could react though, they were blown to pieces. I squinted, recognizing the Iron Patriot cutting through the debris and making quick work of the robots.
"Come on, move!" I called out, as I pulled people from where they cowered, pointing them towards safety. They moved quickly, but the flood of people seemed to never end.
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