Cornelia Street - Avengers

Considerate Consideration

"Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door. Who is it for?"

7-Months-Later

(New Person, Same Old Mistakes, Tame Impala)

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Crouching behind a row of bushes, they both waited for their next clear moment to run. Looking around she hadn't seen anyone come through for a while, meaning that perhaps their coast was clear. Pietro turned to look at her, giving a quick nod before regaining his focus and clutching her hand in one and his gun in the other, he soon brought his weapon up to his chest.

"Ready?"

Lucia nodded, bringing herself up to her feet. They had one goal right now. Get to their Quinjet and get the fuck out of there without any problems. But he couldn't just speed them out of there, there were sensors across the field, in the ground, and in the trees. 

Sensors only her powers could detect upon meeting them, so they had to take it slow and there were soldiers waiting all around, so they had to be fast enough to not be spotted and then ambushed. 

Breaking through the tree line he started moving forward, both of them beginning to sprint in the direction of the Quinjet, eyes clear for any interventions. Catching them before he did she put up a strong forcefield, just as the gunshots reached them, disabling the sensors with a flick of her wrist.

"Drop!" He yelled out, and she knew exactly what it meant. Letting go of her field, she allowed him to get a good shot at the guy, immediately firing out at the one coming through the trees. Whilst he was busy with them, she sensed another group coming towards them from the left. 

Spinning, she threw balls of her forcefield at them, sending them flying back from the impact. Turning, she found Pietro to be pushed farther and farther away from her whilst fighting. Even as more of them rushed towards her, they were lining in between them, separating the pair as much as they could.

"Pierre!" Lucia yelled, putting up a force field to protect herself from incoming shots.

"Hey, what's going on there?" Her Dad asked through comms.

"Just a small interruption," she told him, steadying her breathing, "We've got this."

The gunmen to her right stepped closer, so much so that she was able to grab his gun with one hand and hold a forcefield with the other. Whilst blocking incoming fire she turned, standing with her back to him before elbowing him in the face, pulling the gun from his surprisingly loose grip. 

Shooting him in the chest, she then fired at the three still continuing to shoot rounds at her. Once they were down, she started sprinting, having lost sight of Pietro as his fight and speeding took him far off into the woods.

"Sokovia you all good?" She yelled, pressing her comm, wishing she could see him.

She heard a grunt through comms, "All good so far Crven," he replied, and she let out a sigh of relief at hearing his nickname for her.

"Alright. I'll get the jet started, meet me there so we ca-"

Before finishing her sentence, she was thrown into the air by a blast that ripped right through her, knocking the wind from her lungs, as she was tossed into a tree and then the hard ground.

"Lucia!"
"What the hell-"
"Kid are you alright?"
"Red?!"
"Pietro what happened? Do you have eyes on her?!"
"Something's wrong."
"There was an explosion but I'm too far deep. I can't see her anymore!"
"Get me back. Now."
"Steve we're not just going back. They'll shoot us out of the air!"
"Let me out. I'll find her."
"Tony you can't!"
"Turn around, I'm not leaving."
"Just open the door!"
"Tony-"
"Rogers!"
"Stop it!"
"Get out of my way Maximoff."
"I can't breathe-"
"Steve you need to calm down, sit down-"
"Nat I can't!"