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Hedeon, Yelena and Natasha make it to the edge of the rooftop and they hang onto a pipe over the side of the building as an attempt to escape before pushing it. The metal creaks when a Widow also jumps on as well.
"I got you!" Natasha holds into the widow when her hand slips. But the Widow uses her blade and scratches her arms, causing Natasha to lose her grip on the Widow, who falls into the alley below. "No!"
Yelena ends up crashing through a window while Hedeon lands in the alley next to the Widow along with Natasha. But in the process, he hits his head hard, ending up having a blackout on the ground.
Meanwhile, Natasha stops the injured Widow from moving. "Hey. Don't move. You're hurt. Let me help you."
"I don't wanna do this." The widow sobs, lightly as she raises her activated spider bite, the bracelet which has red lights.
"What are you doing?" Natasha asks, confused.
"He's making me." Breathing shakily before she electrocutes herself and ends up dead in her own pool of blood.
Yelena rushes out of the house she crashed into, with a vial of red dust. But then she realises that it's too late. "Do you believe me now?"
"How many others?" Natasha asks as Yelena spots her unconscious best friend.
"Enough." The blonde hurries to Hedeon and shakes him. "Hedeon, hey. Wake up."
Hedeon grunts in response, opening his eyes slowly while coughing repeatedly, trying to recover from his killer headache. "That sucks."
Yelena chuckles softly in response.
His eyes land at the sight of the blood and cringes. He gulps as he begins to feel the demon inside him awakening.
"Hedeon? What's wrong?" Yelena asks, noticing his stiffened body and darkening eyes.
Hedeon's breaths labours as he looks away from the dead Widow, rubbing his forehead, trying to distract himself away. "There's something wrong with me. Everytime I see or smell blood, I want more. It's like an unhealthy addiction."
"Blood addiction?" Natasha asks.
"Something like that." He nods. "Shall we move? I don't want to stay here anymore."
It is Yelena who questions him this time as they walk towards the motorcycles. "Where did that come from?"
"It was there as long as I remember and I can't control that shit." He mumbles, looking around for danger.
The blonde grabs into his arm, stopping him and he turns his attention to his best friend with a sigh. She's furious about him hiding things away from her. "When are you going to tell me that?"
