·˚ ༘ ┊͙[heroes of the other worlds] ! ˊˎ
in which a group had been recruited
for a project that would cost
them everything.
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an apply fic!
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ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ,
₀₁₇. ₛₑᵥₑₙₜₑₑₙ
ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ɪᴛ
( please refer back to the act four chapter where there's a list of triggers and a warnings , PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION )
₊❏❜ ⋮ ⌒ SHE COULDN'T STOP... seeing his death. Kohana closed her eyes, and images of Zay falling to the ground dead, and the sound of a single gun shot were all she could hear and see. She had thought that killing Charles Pike would have stopped the vivid flashes, but they didn't, actually, they were worse now. She couldn't stop them, no matter how hard she tried, and no matter how much she cried to the other heroes.
It was evident that Zay meant just a little but more to Kohana than to anyone else. And it was affecting Kohana just a little bit more than anyone else. Everyone was having problems though. Charli kept looking over his shoulder as if he would see Zay right behind him, and he wouldn't stop fiddling with the red crayon of Zays he had found. Liam kept having to slow down, take a deep breath and remind himself that Zay was gone. Kat couldn't look anyone in the eyes, knowing they would just break down and have to process the death of her friend. They can't help but feel as if it was their fault too, even though it clearly wasn't.
None of the heroes had even realized that they were being followed. They've been to busy wrapped up in the death of Zay that they hadn't even realized the red headed woman and the sandy blond man that were only so far away from them.
It's been a day since they arrived in the world. The first day they had arrived and were magically placed in a hotel room near an airport. They had all pulled the blankets off the bed, placed them onto the floor and all huddled up together. They had figured that they were safer there, and that they could be closer there incase something were to happen.
Now, they've gathered a quick breakfast from the hotel as they left, and made their way towards wherever they needed to go. Unfortunately, they didn't know where they needed to go. They had been given a name, vision, and that was all. No picture, no address.
"Why does it look so empty. It's so quiet." Charli pointed out as they stepped into a building with a large A plastered on it. They figured someone in the building could point them in the right direction.
"Maybe their busy?" Liam said, stepping out from behind everyone else and walking up towards a receptionist desk. "Hello?"
"Hi." The doors they had entered swung open once more, and two people stepped in. A man and woman who kept their heads up high. "How can we help you."
"We're looking for someone named Vision." Kat told the two adults, puffing out their chest to make themselves look much more intimidating.
"We may be able to help you, can we know your names? Or would you like to go sit down first." Steve Rogers spoke softly as he tilted his head towards a bunch of couches.
"We'll sit." Kohana spoke lowly, grabbing Charli by the hand kindly and pulling him along with her. Everyone knew she was kinda cranky, and she was dealing with the grief she had in her own way, they choose not to question anything.
"I'm Charli, and this is my family: Kohana, Liam and Kat." Charli told Steve and the unknown woman as he settled himself on a couch with his hands placed neatly in his lap. "And you are?"
"I'm Steve, and this is Natasha."
"You know our names, can you point us in the direction of Vision? If you know him, which we assume you do." Kat was quick to say. She didn't have time for this. They quicker they got the mission done, the quicker they could go home and finally be able to rest, to grieve.
"He's right there." Natasha pointed her hand out, palm upwards and in the direction of where Tony Stark and Vision stood.
The heroes stood quickly. They hands by their sides where they knew they could grab whatever was in their pockets.
"Can we help you?" Tony Stark tilted his head to the side, eyeing the kids in front of him.
"We're here for whoever you call Vision, we're here to keep him alive." Kohana told them, keeping a majority of the things she could have said to herself.
"Come with us, please, let's talk some more." Tony waved them forward, walking down a hallway and only expecting them to follow.
"Think we could ask them to buy us dinner?" Charli whispered, not knowing that F.R.I.D.A.Y and J.A.R.V.I.S had heard it and was quick to order food without the kids knowing.
authors note,,,, hi! wow! yay! this is a slight au, only because civil war hadn't happened and everyone is at the compound just waiting.
