Heavy breaths, bare skin and torn apart bedsheets were all that there was in Olivia's room. She slept in between the two women, her lips smushed against Natasha's shoulder and her arm reaching back and holding Wanda's pregnant stomach. The three slept until the hours of late morning, woken by the opening of Olivia's door. Natasha was the first to react, gasping quickly and pulling the bed sheets up to cover herself and her lovers from last night. Olivia sat up, grasping the bed sheet to her chest. Wanda stayed sleeping, so it was up to Olivia to cover her up.
"Peter!" Olivia yelled accusingly at the boy who slapped a hand over his eyes, trying to find his way out of the room.
"Gah! Could you leave a note or something?! I don't know how many times I've walked in on you-"
"What's all the shouting about?" The door opened again and bashed Peter in the back, making him stumble to the ground as Steve walked through the door. Natasha and Olivia both put the duvet cover over their heads, but everyone already knew who was under there.
"M-M-Mr Rogers, I didn't-" Peter tried to speak, but Steve held a hand up and looked back to the bed.
"Olivia, Natasha, get out of the bed." He ordered, and the two dropped the duvet down past their face. Olivia shook her head, but Steve raised his brows.
"Come on, out of bed. Stop messing around."
"Dad, we really can't get out of bed."
"Why- Oh God, come on!" He yelled, opening the door and letting Peter through, slamming it behind them both.
Soon Wanda woke up and the three were getting changed into whatever they could find, exchange kisses and giggles. Wanda soon left as she was still tired from last night, leaving Olivia and Natasha alone for a while. That was until Bruce walked through the door.
"Olivia, you need to come to the lab right now."
"Wow, Bruce, not even going to say hi?" Natasha smirked, but Bruce didn't have time for jokes. He stormed in, took Olivia's hand and dragged her out of the room.
Izzy saw the two walking towards the labs and began to chase after them, asking why Bruce was in such a hurry. He explained the danger of Olivia's powers and how it can eventually brainwash her and blah blah blah. Okay, so Olivia could kill someone if her powers aren't controlled, which could then make her go out of control or something. But they were so pretty.
"Are we able to control them?" Izzy asked, tapping buttons on all the projections around her. Olivia complied with everything Bruce told her to do, laying down on the chair and casting her powers so Bruce could inspect them.
"There's something not right here..." He said, with Izzy looking over to him concerned. She didn't want to witness Olivia going through what she had. Olivia had eventually fell asleep and left the two. Izzy monitored the powers, seeing something unusual within the green flames.
"Tracking chip...Bruce!" She called out as the man rushed over. "There's a tracking chip in the powers. And something else..."
Izzy recognised the things inside the powers and thinks back to when she had seen them. Not with Tony, not on any mission she had been on...
"They're slowly brainwashing her. The powers...they're deformed. They're soaking into her skin. We need them out of her. Now!" Izzy yelled, grabbing a syringe off of the side. Natasha heard the yelling and ran into the room. Olivia woke, looking confused at Izzy and Bruce's franticness.
"What're you doing to her?!" Natasha yelled, running over to her girlfriend, and cupping her face, then looking to the sharp needle in Izzys hand. "You're not going near her with that!"
"Natasha, they're killing her!"
She understood, let go of Olivia's face and took a step back, watching everything go down. Olivia roared out in pain, the veins in her neck throbbing and she kicked her legs out. Izzy dodged them, removing the green flames successfully, only for a black smoke-like puff of air to erupt from her palm. The burning of the gas burnt Izzy's eyes and she had to look away, only being able to squint back at her best friend.
Olivia now had black veins throbbing out of her skin and fully black eyes. She grinned and exposed her now fully black tongue and let out a malicious giggle. Natasha watched in horror, tears brimming in her eyes.
"What have you done to her?!"
