The Prince's Prisoner

The War

Please tell me of any mistakes, I was so engaged in writing this that i rushed and have no Beta. I'm not someone who usually enjoys their own stuff so soon after writing it, but i'm also too impatient to wait. I'll read it back later and make edits, but for now, point anything out that really bugs you.

I own nothing from MCU or MARVEL. Rating is really becoming an M now.

Chapter 9 - The War. Enjoy!

Throwing her blade sharply to the left, Aria cringed as the beast cried out and fell down. She just managed to miss a beam aimed towards her, kicking out the balance of a beast creeping up on Natasha.

A loud roar could be heard from above them as Bruce, through the Hulk, slammed six of them in one go and launched himself on-top of the larger creatures, Thor flying after him.

"Natasha, head West more. Aria more North, keep the perimeter around us clear" Cap ordered, his shield whizzing past Aria's head to prove he had the room to reach her current segment easily.

"If she get's hurt-" Tony started, his voice crackling a little from the distance.

"Shut up Tony" Aria huffed, sweat trickling down her spine and causing her to shiver uncomfortably.

"Nicely said" Natasha laughed through the ear-piece, physically shoving an injured creature Aria's way to deliver the final blow. She fit in the team like a glove.

For how long?

She stumbled tensely, before pushing his voice aside and continuing her assault on the vermin attacking her home.

I use great power talking to you from this distance.

Should I be honoured?

Aria wished her thoughts could properly portray her contempt at his existence.

Not yet, but you will be, little bird.

Ignoring the patronising tone, Aria was forcefully brought back into reality as one of the beasts sliced her arm open, blood splattering over her leggings.

"Aria!" Natasha cried, Steve's shield beating her to the punch.

"What happened?!" Tony rushed, his suit appearing in the distance.

"Keep the perimeter, i'm okay" Aria assured them, waiting for his reluctant figure to fly away again.

"Go help some people escape the buildings, take out any on the group outskirts" Steve changed her position, while she flashed a grateful smile.

Aria wanted to help, and was glad she wasn't being forced into uselessly fighting, but also not made to sit around and watch the city be snatched from them.

Taking off into the subway below, she cut through towards buildings further out, while avoiding the main havoc on the surface. Only a couple of the opposition had delved this far, making for a few easy take downs, even with her pained arm.

The blood was dripping down towards her wrist, however, when it reached the elegantly carved letter, the blood burnt into the wound.

She cried out, stumbling into the wall.

What are you doing?

Aria hated the idea of reaching out to him, but the pain was blinding her. Every time blood reached the offensive 'L', it caused an immense amount of agony to wrack her body.

Teaching you.

Arrogant bastard, she thought to herself, partially hoping her could read that, but feeling reassured he couldn't just plainly read her mind when she received no further quip.