Responsibility: Gwen Stacy x Male Reader

A Sokovian Salam

Sokovia, 2015

The faint blue light illuminated the dark room, the sole source in this dark and damp room.

It hummed with power, electricity crackling now and then between the weapon and the table.

This was the scepter, Loki's scepter, the same one used to open a portal in the middle of New York.

A blast shook the compound, dusting off the centuries-old dust and debris off the roof and onto the stone floor.

Two twins stared at each other, A look of wariness and anticipation shared between the two, their hands snaked into each other, something that was instinctual, when they had no one, they had each other.

"Report to your stations immediately. This is not a drill. We are under attack." Soldiers ran, grabbing guns and grenades, whoever was attacking them, they brought the music. "We are under attack!"

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Natasha and Flint burst out of the little clearing with their commandeered vehicle in hand. Natasha drove through the maze of trees surrounding the HYDRA research base.

The ones who were trying to kill them - HYDRA remnants were high on their trail, hoping to cause some damage.

The other Avengers were right beside them, Tony and Thor flew ahead of the pack. Cap was on a bike, looking all thugged out.

(Y/N) swung from the trees, taking out entire vehicles. He was all blacked out, but not quite reaching the size of The Hulk.

Speaking of, the truck that was hot on their trail, met its sudden end when the Green Monster crashed into it, breaking and burning it into pieces.

"Brutal..." (Y/N) shook his head, taking out three guards with his web connecting on them, banging their heads together, and sticking them to a tree in a bunch. That would probably injure them pretty badly... "Then again, they are Nazis... Wouldn't want to treat them too kindly."

Gwen mixed and matched swinging and floating to effectively weave her way through the trees, taking out squadrons upon squadrons easily.

"What the hell did they feed her?" Natasha asked over the comms, Gwen was blitzing through the forest, taking names and kicking ass.

Thor was delighted when he learned that the Norn Goddess had taught her art to Gwen Stacy, alongside the ability to harness magic. "Karnilla chose a worthy successor!"

"Yeah, Yeah, Miss Beauty Pageant is the fairest woman in the world," Tony smirked upon hearing the grumble from Gwen's Comms.

"Guys... weren't we supposed to do a cool pose?" (Y/N) interrupted the conversation, briefly increasing the black mass surrounding his arms and crushing half of a tank.

"We'll do a nice long one after we've taken Strucker down." Cap groaned as he threw his bike straight into some Nazi N'er'dowells.

The area surrounding the squadron exploded in a blaze of fury.

YOUR FRIENDS HAVE NO QUALMS ABOUT KILLING PEOPLE, HUH?

'What do you mean?' (Y/N) asked, confused.

THEY'RE NAZIS, SURE, BUT WE HAVE NO WAY OF DISTINGUISHING WHAT'S UNDERNEATH THE MASK. COULD BE A HARDCORE HITLER STAN OR COULD JUST BE A POOR SCHMUCK THEY HIRED FROM A THIRD-WORLD COUNTRY.

'I'm not like them.' (Y/N) saw that even Gwen could care less.

Maybe call it a weakness, but (Y/N) refused to go back on his morals, even for scum like this.