Sunshadow

Childish protest

Nick Fury silently handed Kiki a gun from the corner of the room he had been sulking in. Bucky grabbed a second one from the side of the room and made to follow her, but Sol held him back.

"Don't let her do anything dumb, Bucky," she muttered. "I know my sister. She will probably forget the assassin from 20 years ago is dead."

He nodded and walked out, leaving all the shellshocked party guests in stunned silence. Kiki was stalking down the corridor, glaring at the air in front of her.

"That's gotta hurt, Ki," he shouted from behind her, trying to catch up. She grunted and continued walking. Bucky could tell that she was limping slightly. Not that he knew her walk all that well. Not now, Sam.

He sighed and lifted her arm over his shoulder, groaning slightly as she shifted some of her weight over onto him. That must have been a lot of pressure on her leg, and she hadn't even shown it on her face, really. If you didn't know her you wouldn't know that she was in pain.

"Where exactly are we going, Ki?" He muttered in her ear. "You just kinda left and I followed you."

"I'm gonna kill Marx Whitehall."

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Kiki hadn't known she was going to kill Marx Whitehall as she walked out, it was more to make a point than to actually do anything. And to stop everyone staring at her.

Sol got it, though. That's why she didn't stop Kiki or Bucky. She only offered a word of advice to Bucky and then let him go. At least that was what she assumed Sol had done. She hadn't heard.

But she made up her mind as Bucky had helped he walk. If she didn't kill him, he would only keep coming after her. Her and the people around her.

Like he had done before.

She couldn't let that happen. Not again. Not like last time.

But this time she wouldn't have her powers. Not that she needed them, of course. She had been a great assassin long before she had them.

It wasn't that she wouldn't have them, exactly, more like... they would be much weaker. And so would she. But that didn't matter. She was Moonface.

Everyone feared Moonface.

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The sniper hadn't worked. It didn't really matter, though. It just meant that she would come out to him. And he could kill her himself.

That had been their best idea so far. If she wasn't expecting it, she wouldn't be able to shield from it. That had worked with Lee.

But deep down, Marx was glad she had survived it. He felt the need to punish her for harming his brother himself, even if he had never been that close to Gabriel. Gabriel had always been his older role model, a testimony of what was to come for him, but never a proper brother. There was no love lost in the Whitehall family when someone died. Just an inexplainable urge to kill the person who had caused the death. An old instinct.

Sometimes, when he watched Kiki and Sol together, he felt something in his soul crying out. It was a sharp stab of jealousy that hit through the hard casing around his heart, making him wish that he had someone who he could be like that with. But then he thought of her slitting Gabriel's throat, grinning, and all he wanted was for her to die. And for Sol to feel the pain of losing her sister again.

He didn't really know if she had smiled as she murdered his brother, though. It was just how he had imagined it.

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Wow, ok.

It made sense, to be completely honest. It was obvious Marx had... a bone to pick with the Smiths. And Kiki hated putting her family at risk. That was her one no-no with anyone, especially Hydra.

But kill him? Really?

"Are you sure, Ki?" He stopped her to look into her eyes, check if she really meant it. She was a good liar for the most part: nothing could give her away. Except her eyes. They always showed her true self.

"Why not?" She shrugged and pulled her weight off him, limping on her injured leg. She got a total of 3 steps before she gasped and leant against the wall next to her. Bucky sighed and stepped swiftly forward to catch her, bridal style.

"It's obvious you're not strong enough, Ki." She started to protest, but he just gave her a stern look. "No. Rest, let someone else bring him in, and then we can punish him off the radar. No buts. You almost fell over walking, Ki."

She kicked her good leg out in a childish protest, and tried to pull his arms away, but no one can move vibranium if it doesn't want to, so she eventually resigned herself to her fate and posed dramatically in his hold.