Do It Afraid

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Wanda and I were out on opposite ends of the city- two colors in a storm

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Wanda and I were out on opposite ends of the city- two colors in a storm. Her power burned red. Mine burned blue.

I reached into the crowd, mind to mind, pushing people toward safety, moving them like chess pieces away from death. Wanda was doing the same. Together, we were an invisible current carrying the city's last hope.

Then- bots started to crawl from the ground, flying down from the sky.

They fired at the people and I. I threw up a force field.
"Go!" I yelled

Then the ground moved.

"Do you see? The beauty of it? The inevitability?"

I stopped, chest rising too fast. His voice was everywhere- in the metal, in the dust.

"You rise, only to fall. You, Avengers- you are my meteor, my swift and terrible sword and the earth will crack with the weight of your failure. Purge me from your computers, turn my own flesh against me. It means nothing.
When the dust settles. The only thing living in this world... will be metal." He finished

"Not today" I muttered

I sprinted across the street as a building cracked in half and began to fall. My arms lifted on instinct, the blue burning bright around my hands as I held the building midair- sweat slicking my palms, powering screaming through every nerve.

"Run!" I yelled again. The last few civilians fled before I let the wreckage drop and hit the ground hard.

Steve's voice came through the comms.
"Stark, you worry about bringing the city back down safely. The rest of us have one job: tear these things apart. You get hurt, hurt 'em back. You get killed, walk it off." He said

I huffed a laugh.
"Some pep talk" I muttered, pulling blue energy into a blade and slicing through the next wave of bots.

Their metal bodies exploded into ash and sparks around me. Every hit sent echoed up my arms, but I kept going.

Then- Wanda's panic hit me. Sharp and cold. I reached for her mind, saw Clint talking her down, his voice steady like a rope in a storm.

When he stopped, I spoke.
"Wanda. You can do it" I said

"I can't, Liz. I'm afraid" she said.

"Then do it afraid" I replied.

For a moment, silence. Then I felt her focus- steady, strong. Her fear didn't vanish. It turned into fire.

A bot lunged. I tore it apart midair and grinned.
"That's my girl" I mumble

Then, because chaos has a sense of humor, I linked to Clint's mind.
"Dont let Wanda die and I might let you live" I said

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