꧁ 𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝚃 ꧂
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Avengers and Co. react to the MCU.
Or...
The Watcher knows his actions could have an undesired effect, but the Avengers need to see the consequences of their choices - personal or otherwise. Even the hard truths th...
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~ Seating Chart ~
Role 1: Laura/Clint/Natasha/Yelena/Steve Role 2: Rhodes/Pepper/Tony/Peter/Happy Role 3: Fury/Maria/Bucky/Sam/Ned/MJ Role 4: Wanda/Empty/Bruce/Thor/Loki
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The crowd shifts anxiously in their seats, watching as the screen changes before him. A beautiful scenery appears - a pinkish, orange sky over the mountain - with Clint and Natasha being shown as well.
"Welcome." A voice greets. Natasha and Clint on the screen turn sharply drawing their weapons. They come face to face with the red skull from 2014. He continues, "Natasha, daughter of Ivan. Clint, son of Edith."
Natasha gasps, shifting uncomfortably under the stares turning in her direction. Though she doesn't comment, ignoring Yelena's worried tilt of her head, Clint's soft echo of her name, and Steve's concerned gaze. She can't focus on them right now. Not when Red Skull knew her father's name.
"Who are you?"
"Consider me a guide," Red Skull speaks softly, "To you, and to all who seek the Soul Stone."
"Oh good," Natasha smirks, "You tell us where it is, then we'll be on our way."
"Sass queen," MJ smirks, sharing a fist bump with Ned, while staring eyed wide at her idle on the big screen. She still doesn't know why they're here in the first place - it's not like she and Ned know anyone on the team personally - but she's smart enough to know not to question the seer or wizard to their faces. At least it's easy to fade into the background - no one questioning their presence - well that one Avenger kept glancing their way. Most likely Spider-Man, if age is anything to go base off of.
"Ah, if only it were that easy." Red Skull leads them towards the cliff. "What you seek lies in front of you... as does what you fear."
Natasha glances down - and a few notice the shift behind her emerald orbs. "The stone is down there."
"For one of you," He confirms numbly, "For the other... in order to take the stone, you must lose that which you love. An everlasting exchange. A soul, for a soul."
Clint clenches his jaw, rubbing his thumb over his index finger, while anger surges through his veins at the sight before him. He doesn't notice himself trembling in his seat until Laura reaches her palm in his direction. She moves slowly - carefully drawing his attention away from images showing and focusing on her - before she allows her skin to rest over his.
