Life Dies In The End

Chapter 12

The ride in the jet was quiet as we neared the African coast. No one spoke as was everyone preparing themselves to fight Ultron and the Maximoff twins. They had teamed up with Ultron, which made this that much more dangerous. With Ultron we had an idea what to expect, but the twins, they were a completely different story. We had ideas of what they were capable of. Pietro was pretty easy to understand, but he'd be a pain in the ass to fight. Wanda, however, was who I was worried about. She could mess with people's minds. Make people see things. Control people. She was powerful. I've only ever met one other person like her, and he was different. He had a pure heart and was trustworthy.

The jet landed just outside of the cargo ship the man was on. We split up, leaving Banner behind on the jet. We didn't need a code green just yet. Thor, Stark, and Rogers would confront Ultron, while Natasha, Clint, and I would scatter around the ship and provide back up. I nodded to Clint and Natasha as I split away from them.

Reaching my spot I watched from a distance as Ultron pushed a man down a flight of stares. Ultron had changed his appearance. This time he was taller, more intimidating. The twins stood next to him as he spoke.

"Stark he's..." Ultron stumbled to find the right words. "He's a sickness."

"Ah, Junior." Stark landed behind Ultron, with Rogers and Thor by his side. "You're gonna break your old man's heart."

"If I have to." Ultron turned to face Stark, the twins following suit.

Movement across the room caught my attention. I glanced over to see Natasha and Clint moving into their spots. Clint nodded to me then Natasha. We were to step in if anything went sideways.

"Nobody has to break anything." Thor spoke.

"Clearly you've never made an omelet." Ultron answered, almost the same way Stark would.

"He beat me by one second." Stark mumbled, unamused by how similar he and Ultron were.

"Ah, yes. He's funny." Pietro stepped towards Stark. "Mr.Stark. It's what? Comfortable? Like old times."

Pietro looked down at a pile of missiles on the ship. I had read up on the twins. It was Stark's fault their parents were dead. He had designed and sold the exact missiles that had landed on their house and killed everyone except for them.

"This was never my life." Stark followed Pietro's glance, his voice filled with remorse.

"You two can still walk away from this." Rogers looked towards the twins.

"Oh, we will." Wanda apoke, implying that they'd win.

"I know you've suffered." Rogers looked at the twins with sympathy.

"Captain America." Ultron laughed. "God righteous man. Pretending you could live without a war. I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but-"

"If you believe in peace," Thor cut Ultron off. "Then let us keep it."

"I think you're confusing peace with quiet." Ultron stepped forward.

"Uh-huh. What's the vibranium for?" Stark steered the conversation towards what we were really here for.

"I'm glad you asked that, because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan." Ultron moved into action.

With the close of his fist, Ultron brought Stark close to him and then sent him flying back into the wall, as Rogers and Thor took on two robots. Stark and Ultron began to fight in the air as I watched, waiting for an opening. Natasha and Clint stayed in their spots waiting for the same. My eyes locked on the twins as Pietro moved towards Thor. Once Rogers had taken care of the robot he was fighting, he turned to Wanda, who quickly sent him flying back.

I snapped my head back down the hall I had come from as footsteps echoed. Gunfire began to fill the air. The man we had come here for must've sicked his men on us. Damn it. I glanced over towards Natasha and Clint who were facing the same problem. I drew my sword as I started down the hallway silently.

A man rounded the corner and I quickly drove my sword through his stomach. I used his body as a shield as the men behind him fired at me. I ducked back around a corner and removed my sword from his body. Footsteps came close to the corner and rounded quickly. I cursed as I realized there was no escape from their bullets.

I fell back as each one hit my body and one passed through my skull. I could regenerate, but not as fast as the bullets hit me. Everything went dark for a few moments. I was gonna have to kill every last one of these guys now, or my secret would get out. Feeling my body begin to repair itself and my senses come back, I opened my eyes.

I rose to my feet as the final bullet from my body landed on the ground. The men turned to face me as they cursed. They went to fire again. I dodged what I could and drove my sword through whoever was closest. My sword sliced through the final man in seconds. I sighed as I muttered a curse under my breath.

I continued down the hall taking down a few men every now and then. My ears had become accustomed to the gunfire as I moved towards where the others used to be. I sighed as I realized everyone had moved. I rounded a corner and felt a presence behind me.

Something seemed to change around me as I spun around to face the person behind me. Everything in my body froze. My eyes were betraying me surely. It couldn't be her. She was trapped in a world I could never access. She stepped towards me, causing me to take a few steps back. It couldn't be her. It was impossible. A small frown came across her face.

"What's the matter?"

Her voice was as lively as the last time I heard it. The same voice I had begged to hear at least one more time. The same person I had hoped to see one last time. Here she was, but it couldn't really be her. Could it? My lips betrayed me as one desperate word escaped them.

"Ela."

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