Natasha nodded, watching the black veins travel up Olivia's neck and soon coating every part of her skin. She tore herself away and ran back to Izzy who was just leaving the compound, watching her best friend transform again. She lifted her hand, pressed the button on her shoulder then grasped the orb that was looming in her eye, expanding it into a projection.
"Guys...I think we need some back up." Izzy said, letting the projection capture what was happening to Olivia and having it being shown to the entire compound. Yelena watched from afar, covering her mouth with her and crying quietly. She wasn't there for Olivia's first transformation.
Olivia began to choke on the powers that consumed her, she dropped to her knees and clenched at her throat. She let out restrained coughs, looking with her jet black irises to the two girls, noticing how Natasha was grasping onto Izzy. She smirked and scoffed slightly through her pain.
"I never...thought you'd do...this to...me..." Olivia clawed at the ground in an attempt to pick herself up. When she failed, she raised her voice to a shout, "Aren't we supposed to be family?!"
Izzy didn't respond, just dropped her head low and let go of Natasha. Natasha noticed and spun around to face her, scoffing.
"You don't really think she thinks we're-" Izzy turned away before Natasha could finish, running back into the compound. Natasha grunted, "Hey! I'm talking to you!"
"Get suited up!" Izzy yelled, standing firmly on the ground and looking ahead of Natasha. She inhaled deeply, then nodded her head. "We have visitors."
Herds of people in black suits like Olivia's came strolling down towards the compound with machine guns in hand. Demonised Olivia pressed on her chest plate and a black suit moulded onto her skin. She held out her arm and had the shield fly onto her arm. She was being controlled by the army, but the army was being controlled by her.
"Natasha, whats going on?" Steve asked, running out in his suit and his shield held in his hand. Natasha wiped the tears from her eyes, and looked away. Steve asked her again, noticing her saddened state.
"I can't fight her, Steve."
"We're not fighting her, we're fighting what's controlling her." Izzy intervened, stepping out the compound with the rest of the avengers beside her. Wanda looked with concern at Olivia as she approached them all, gritted black teeth and a tightened grip on her shield.
"That's not her, Nat." Wanda reassured, looking to the redhead and nodding reassuringly. "She's trapped."
"Let's get her out then." Izzy said, beginning to run over to the crowd, powers in hand and flying over the crowd. She took the lead, beaming down purple powers on multiple men. They shot up at her but she formed a barrier of powers to block herself from it. Natasha watched, then ran back inside to get her suit on. She had to get Olivia out of this.
Wanda flew up to help Izzy, shooting down her powers and trying to avoid getting shot. Steve continued to walk at the same pace that Olivia was. He didn't care about the rest of them, that's what the avengers were for. Steve needed his daughter back, quickly.
"Agh!" He grunted, dropping the floor and dodging the shield that was being frisbeed at him. Olivia held out her arm and had the shield fly back to her. Steve stood back up, held his shield up to his face to dodge some of the bullets which were being shot by the other men. The other avengers handled them, battling them one by one. Izzy grasped one of the men with her powers and flung him across the field. Wanda high fived her before continuing to the rest of them.
Natasha stepped out in her suit and got her widow spikes occupying her hands. She saw Steve and Olivia in battle, the two bashing their shields together and Steve falling to the ground holding his shield up to try and defend himself. Olivia's black eyes staring into her fathers soul with a murderous anger.
"Hey!" Natasha yelled, catching the attention of the two. Steve panted, looking back to the redhead as Olivia lightened her grip on him and stood up, looking to Natasha, who's lip trembled as she spoke. "If you want to fight anyone, fight me."
Peter was the last to run out of the compound in his suit, unaware of the situation. He looked to Izzy, and then to Olivia and Natasha, then to the rest of them. The herd came down to at least 30 men, and Izzy descended to the ground and looked to Peter, who was running over to her.
"Are you okay?!" Peter yelled whilst in the midst of shooting his webs.
"Of course!" Izzy lifted a car with her powers and slammed it down against some of the men, taking out at least four. "Never been better!"
Natasha grunted as she fought against her girlfriend, or some version of her girlfriend. She did the leg wrap thingy and managed to get Olivia to the floor, pinning her to the ground and straddling her. She panted heavily and for a second thought the fight was over when Olivia wasn't moving. But in one swift moment she reached and pulled out the shotgun from Natasha's holsters and flipping them over. Olivia pressed the barrel of the shotgun to Natasha's forehead, heads of sweat dripping down her face. Steve watched from afar, yelling to his daughter, but she wasn't listening.
Izzy heard Steve's screams and focused on the scene behind her. There was only one man left and Yelena took him out. Everyone turned back and watched Olivia point a gun at her girlfriend. Natasha had tears streaming down her face, lip trembling. Izzy walked over to her slowly, holding her hands out. Wanda followed after, tears falling onto her cheeks.
"Do it." Natasha threatened, swallowing a thick lump of anxiety. Olivia didn't respond, a low growl ruptured through her throat as she cocked the gun. Natasha removed her hand from Olivia's body and fell back, showing how she surrendered. "Shoot me."
"Natasha, don't!" Wanda yelled, crying onto Izzy's shoulder. Izzy stepped forward again, kneeling down to get eye level with Olivia.
"Liv, look at me, you don't have to do this." She tried to warn her best friend.
"If you're going to shoot me, just do it." Natasha whispered, smiling to Olivia.
"Stop talking, Nat." Izzy ordered, making the Russian turn and face her. She felt the barrel of the gun be pushed further into her head.
"She's going to shoot me!" Natasha yelled, turning back to Olivia with eyes of desperation, "Shoot me!"
"Stop this!" Wanda screamed.
"If you're not going to get out of this control then it means I've lost you! If you're going to shoot me then please! Shoot me!" Natasha yelled to Olivia, but her face remained emotionless. Natasha shook her head, pursing her lips to stifle a sob. "I can't lose you..."
She noticed Olivia's brows begin to frown and the barrel move further away from her head. Before she could fully retract her arm, the edge of her dad's shield bashed into her side and knocked her off of Natasha. The gun was discarded, with Izzy picking it up for safe keeping before running over to Olivia, who had her eyes squinted as the black veins retracted from her face.
"Come on Liv, please be normal." She whispered to herself, watching her best friends eyes flutter open and the white soon appear back into her eyes. She sighed with relief, clasped her hand with Olivia's and brought her to her feet. Olivia stumbles slightly and held onto Izzy's shoulder, holding her side and limping back over to her dad. When Olivia saw Natasha, laying on the floor and crying, she launched over to her regardless of the pain she was going through herself.
"God, are you okay?!" Olivia asked, picking Natasha up and laying her on her lap. Natasha sat up, and held Olivia's face in her hands.
"I'm okay now..." They rested their foreheads together and relished in the moment of bliss. Izzy sighed with relief, pushing the button on her shoulder and had her suit retract.
"Well, shows over."
