1 × Unearth × Avengers

21 × Drama

WARNING: MAY CONTAIN SOME INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE.

4 hours later

Daya

"Awwwwwww yeeeaaaahhhh!" I dragged out my hoot.

Trust me when I say that things are looking up for me and Jake. But not in a good way for our boss...

"Do you have to yell or scream your every emotion?" Tony asked annoyingly.

We were all packed up on the Quinjet ready to fly north, all except Bruce, to go beat the living crap out of my boss.

I mean, he's rude and undermining towards me whenever I ask for a task, so that is one of the reasons why Jake gets more of them than me. And he knows what I can do, but chooses to tick me off anyways, so... I don't understand his math.

"Stark has a point. Why are you so excited?" Clint asked while setting up his bow.

To help on the visual perspective... Tony was flying the jet. Thor was standing off to the side. Natasha was checking her weapons off to the side as well. Clint took a seat near the middle console and is doing whatever it is that he's doing. Steve sat near Natasha on the jet chair, seat thingys. And Jake and I kinda kept our distance and sat where they put us the first time.

"Eh... I don't know. I guess it's because of the fact that I am going to get payback on my boss." I sighed happily at the thought.

The plan was for Jake to go in with a decoy tank, try to reason with Kane, hopefully he buys our bluff and fake decoy, we all secretly take out the gang outside, and then we arrest Kane.

"Sure, I'll buy that." Clint dismissed in a funny manner.

Well, I guess they all kind of trust me since they gave me back all my weapons. As well as Jake's. They even gave me this cool spy gear stuff. I just hope that when we get there I could use them.

"Huh, isn't it funny that we are actually playing the heroes?" Jake murmured to me.

I smiled to myself at the thought since that's what we both dreamed of becoming.

But look at us. We were the bad guys. We were the villains in this tale. How did we end up here?

"Daya?" Jake snapped me from my thoughts.

Again with my thoughts...

"Yeah. That's pretty funny." I murmured back with a sad smile.

"Judging from the distance, I estimate we should be there in 9 minutes." Tony announced from up front.

"Copy." Steve replied, but through the comm.

I watched Natasha as she loaded up her weapons and gear with care and precision, whereas I just loaded mine up and threw them in my knapsack.

I wonder what they think of us. I wonder what they think of me. I guess I'm making it up to them with this. In 9 minutes.

9 minutes...

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Third person POV

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Jake was already walking up to the house with the decoy tank while everyone else was on standby. They hid the Quinjet out in the woods about a half mile away so they wouldn't see them. And that's where they dropped off Jake to enter the scene.