𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 ~ 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐒

|Once A Warrior, Always A Warrior|

I sat there in Tony's desk chair, I wasn't even looking at anything, my eyes focused out into a blur. My cheeks were hard with dried tears.

I'd love to explain what I felt in that moment but I can't. I couldn't feel anything, everything was switched off.

"You took everything from me, I shall return the favour... Sister."

Those words kept replaying in my mind like a broken record.

This is it, I thought to myself, I'm dead.

If Gwen got her hands on me I don't have a doubt in my she would put a bullet in my head, or hold me tight while she watched the life being drained from my body.

The sick bitch would probably enjoy it.

I wish I could take it all back, every time I was mean to her, every time I pushed her away, killing Paxton, she blamed me for out parents death.

I blamed me for their death.

Maybe if I hadn't tried to fight back they might still be here, maybe Strucker would have shown them mercy. I guess I will never know.

"Clementine!" Steve's voice snapped, I was pulled back into realty, everyone was looking down at me.

"Sorry, what?" I sniffled, my voice croaky from all the crying, I don't know how I could be so weak in front of them.

"Your sisters alive? You agree?" Steve asked. I nodded, scared if I spoke anymore I would brake down again.

"Just to make sure you don't have any other dead relatives or anything that could come back from the dead?" Tony asked, probably trying to make a joke to make light of the situation.

"Unless my twin decides to pay a visit, No" I shook my head.

"You have a twin?" Pietro asked, his brows furrowing.

"Jesus Pietro how long have you known me? Erik, my brother" I scoffed.

"I didn't realise he was your twin" He shrugged, yawing. I squinted my eyes at him, was he always this dumb? Actually.. yes.

"We should get some sleep, I'll have guards stationed at every corner and everyone's rooms." Tony says.

And so we all went back to bed, Bucky had cleaned up the body and took it down to the morgue for Banner to inspect.

I didn't sleep, I lay awake all night, scared for my life. My sister alive, and she's pissed. She's driven by revenge, and a hell of a lot of it.

And I know my sister, she takes risks, she doesn't care, she does what she wants and she ruthless. I wouldn't be surprised if she stormed into the compound with a simple hand gun and tried to take us all on at once, because that's the crazy shit she does.

I knew if Erik were here he would come up with this crazy ass speech about how we are sisters and should love each other and heck, he'd probably end up fixing all the shit between us.

But he's not here. So it's just me and her. Two psycho's with magical powers and anger issues. Both of us willing to kill the other no matter what it takes.

Only one of us is going come out of this alive.

And to be honest.

I'm betting it's not gonna be me.

.......................

"First and for-most we need to find out what she wants— Clem what are you doing?!" Steve asks, watching me pour a glass of Tony's bourbon stash.