𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒
❝ there is nothing stronger than a broken woman who has rebuilt herself. ❞
SHE ASKED THE UNIVERSE TO BE NORMAL BUT THE UNIVERSE SAID ❝NO❞
when the fall of shield and hydra kickstart...
warning: lots of violence, torture and a small moment of s*lf h*rn ╔═━────━▒ ۞ ▒━────━═╗ CHAPTER FOUR the consequences ╚═━────━▒ ۞ ▒━────━═╝
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THERE WAS NO way that Diana was ready for this fight, her hangover was brought down to a slight headache and her arms and legs were still sweaty and sore, she could feel a sheen of sweat stick her undershirt to her back, though she was grateful for how breathable it was. She tried to ignore the symptoms of her bad decisions and the nerves that jittered her body. Diana had never fought a robot before yesterday and she didn't fare too well last time.
She had to get over it because now that the Maximoff twins are working with him, things were much worse. Diana knew they weren't good news. The first red flag is that she thinks the both of them are hot as hell. She's come to learn that if she's attracted to someone like that, she's probably going to have to fight for her life like the last two times. She was not equipped for super speed.
The nerves got worse when the quinjet landed and Tony and Thor were already flying out, Steve, with his super-soldier speed, was following closely behind. Diana looked to Clint and Natasha with a sigh, they seemed to have understood as the three of them begrudgingly ran for the beached ship on the coast.
They soon caught up with the other half of the team, Diana's irritated lungs heaved by the time she was there, she really needed to get back into shape. By the time she caught her breath, Tony had finished putting a hole in the wall with one of his lasers.
The thud of the metal hitting the floor of the ship was drowned out by the chaos inside that seemed to sound like explosions to Diana's ear, her small headache expanding into a larger and much worse pain. She had to push through it though as she followed Clint and Natasha inside who trailed after the rest of the team.
Clint had found a way to perch himself up at a high point to keep an eye and an arrow on Ultron. Diana quietly snorted at the idea of a medieval-style sniper as she kept close to Natasha. She wasn't prepared but she had to at least act like it, if she showed any hint of vulnerability she knew it would be targeted.
Diana scanned her surroundings every five seconds, mapping, looking, making sure that there was no hostile person in the vicinity. She wouldn't be caught, never again. She tightened the grip on her spear, not ready for what was waiting for her.
She could hear Ultron before she saw him, but she wasn't sure she was prepared for what she saw. A ten-foot-tall robot made out of the strongest material he could find, and it looks like he was looking in Sokovia because behind him were the twins. Wanda's dark hair was pulled back into a tight, high ponytail, showing off the look of menacing anger on her slim features.
