The last survivor ( Y/N story)

Chapter 10 (The Loss)

Y/n POV:

"If I tell you, he'll definitely kill me." My eyes are filled with tears threatening to spill down my cheeks.

Natasha breaks eye contact she try's to reassure me but is lost for words. "We won't let him."

"Well, if you can promise then..." I wipe tears from my eyes, the droplet in my palm. I lift the droplet forming the shape of two people.

"My boss, once fell in love. She was kind, sweet. Everything he isn't. But she stayed with him. Together they ruled the earth. They were always side by side, no matter what. For twenty odd years, they were the face of HYDRA. Until... they got separated for the last time. My boss was a more public person then his wife ever would be.

He would work press. She would work files.

One night she was working late at the office. He had been doing press all day. He was rightfully tired. He decided to go home and was sleeping when she was killed.

Finally finished for the day she had left the building and walked to her car but before she could put the keys in she was killed. During a confrontation between Ivan Vanko and Tony Stark.

She is dead, and he only blames on person, Tony Stark."

The droplet creates Tony's signature goatee before splashing onto the ground.

"The car park. Under the bridge."

"She's a smart one. Rhodey only still has the suit because of the same explosion that killed my bosses wife."

Me both sit in silence.

"He wants to know, how you are back. Because they didn't have your body and he doesn't have hers."

Natasha's eyes flicker, with an emotion nearly never seen from her. She is scared.

Wanda's voice surprises both of us, her voice snaps Natasha out of the darkness of her own mind and back into reality, "How are you using your magic?"

Wrinkles form on Natasha's forehead.

"This my friends, is not magic," I turn to Wanda, "For I am no Scarlet Witch." I fiddle with my powers rolling them from one finger to another, "This is more, earthly. This is science."