Stick with Us Forever~ (Yandere Marvel/DC x fem! Reader)

Feelings?

~Chapter 14~

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"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"

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Y/N's Point of View~

I was in the city when I heard a lot of commotion, so I hurried to the scene and saw Loki. How was he able to escape? As the tension crackled in the air, I stood facing Loki, flanked by the Avengers. And when did they get here!!? The stakes were higher than ever, and the weight of the world seemed to rest on my shoulders.

"I've seen more formidable foes in a toddler's tantrum," I declared, my voice steady despite my racing heart. Loki's eyes gleamed with malice, a smirk playing on his lips as he prepared to strike. But I knew that beneath his deceptive charm lay a cunning mind capable of outwitting even the most skilled opponent.

Loki didn't like that. 

Not one bit. 

I glanced at all the Avengers before looking at my wing. 

Fucking useless. 

I knew I had to come up with a plan quickly before Loki caused any more chaos. As I focused on my wing, an idea started to form in my mind. I smiled, my eyes darkening slightly with determination. It was risky, but it just might work. 

When everyone was focused on Loki, I made my escape. There is no way in hell I'm fighting right now, especially not against someone as unpredictable as him. I needed to get out of there before things escalated any further. I made it to the tower and noticed someone new.

God fucking dammit 

"Hello! We are from this world!" the woman with vibrant green eyes and red hair stated. 'totally not suspecious' I thought before the woman continued, "We came to help with some missions!"

I analyzed this group for a few seconds...The Titans? Teens? Teen Titans? I honestly couldn't care. I quickly realized that they were just a bunch of kids in costumes with superpowers, probably trying to save the world or something. But I had more important things to worry about than their adolescent superhero antics. 

Nothing out of the ordinary! Just a cyborg, an alien, some girl with a hood, and a boy who can change into an animal! I believe they work with Dick or Damian...perhaps both? 

Anywho! I blankly stare at them through my mask, giving a harsh glare, making them tense up. "No need for introductions. I know a lot about each and every one of you, and you'll be doing me a favor by saving me a headache," I stated before attempting to leave the room. 

Now they got my attention, no doubt the others told them about my reputation. I started to care a little bit. Maybe half a teaspoon. "Wait! The others told us about you!" the red-haired woman exclaimed.

"Well, then what do you want? If you already know about me, then you must have some idea of what I am capable of," I replied, my voice monotone as I continued looking in front of me.

"Oh! Feelings!" The woman yelled excitedly.

"Feelings? You think I want to talk about feelings? We're heroes for crying out loud! We have battles to fight, villains to defeat, and a world to save. Emotions. Emotions will get in the way of everything! No one, and I mean no one, in this—" I paused, mentioning to the room—tower—extending my statement to other heroes and those in charge. I continued, "—Industry gives two fucks about us. You die, walk it off. That's the world we live in, the price we pay. So, no, I don't want to talk about feelings. Don't worry about mine, nobody else does. Let's focus on the mission and get the job done." With a determined look on my face, I turned away from the woman and headed towards the door, ready to face whatever challenges came my way. 

'Feelings? Please!

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Who needs those?!'