Two twins who were Hydra experiments before being saved by S.H.I.E.L.D. And going on to fight battles alongside Earths Mightiest Hero's. How will things end up for them.
This is the story of Nova and Sage Jinx
"Hey Speedy."
"Yes, Drizella."
"Why ar...
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(Nova's outfit for the funeral) ____________________________
It's been three days since the battle. Everyone grieving in their own ways.
Tony was drinking, but Pepper had got him to stop.
Bucky and Steve would spend most days in the gym taking their anger out on the poor punching bag.
Wanda didn't cry as her heart was so broke from another loss.
Pietro wouldn't leave his room, but Nova knew he was still alive as she would hear him hitting off the walls every so often from running around until he was tired.
Though today instead of just the grief they were all getting ready for the day they have been in denial for since the battle.
Her funeral.
They were in denial about it as until you actually see her lying there in all her grace, your mind can play tricks on you to almost convince you that the person is still alive, but once you can actually see them it clicks in your brain that they are gone.
So here all the avengers were, getting ready for a day they have dreaded even though it hasn't been awhile since her untimely death.
Tony was sitting down in a chair putting on a watch as he watched Pepper get Morgan ready for the funeral.
Wanda was making sure Pietro was getting ready and that he was nice and clean and didn't look like he was in a complete hole.
Nova was looking at her speech, she had wrote it out a few times and every time she reads it something just isn't right or it's missing something and looking at the one she had right now, she just threw it in the fire and stared at it as the fire took over the crumpled piece of paper as it went up in flames and burned.
She knew that something to match as special as Sage it had to come from the heart, the deep honest heart.
And with a final deep breath and a look in the mirror she was off to meet Peter outside and then go to the destination of the funeral.
Peter was waiting patiently outside for Nova, nervously fixing his tie and making sure there were no creases in his suit.
The door opened and out stepped Nova.
She turned her head to the side to avoid witnessing the sympathetic smile Peter would give her.
Peter knew Nova hated someone giving her sympathy or pity, but he stuck on what to say.
"You ready to go?", He asked softly.
Nova looked at Peter before taking a deep breath and straightening her posture.
"Yeah", she nodded, taking his hand in hers.
Peter gave her hand a reasuring squeeze before they took off.
