Bender [s.r.]

0.5

 I shot awake from the dream, tears and sweat ran down my face as I let my body fall to the floor. I curled up in a ball, tucking my knees into my chest. It became difficult to breath as I felt the walls sinking in causing an unbearable pressure in my chest. My heart felt as if it was pounding up against my chest. 

My breathing turned into small gasps and into chest rattling sobs. I wanted to rip my hair out and I just wanted a warm towel. I needed to breath. I needed to stay calm, but every thing was all too much. 

I killed all those people. I ruined many lives for students an parents. I was a killer. The screams of the victims haunted me. Tony's and Clint's voice rang over the PA, but it made my head spin as I couldn't focus on their own words. 

I managed to reach up with shaky hands and rip the earpiece out, tossing it off to the side. I heard the clank of it dropping to the ground, falling a few feet and shattering. The pressure became too much as I heard my name being called out. 

Andie. 

There was a pause. Andie wake up! I forced my eyes opened to look up at who was there. I let out a shaky breath as my eyes met with a dizzy verson of Clint's.

"Clint." I muttered out.

"You're gonna be okay, it was just a vision." He tried to reassure me.

"I killed them, Clint." There was a small pause as he scooped me up into his arms. I rested my head on his chest, my ear pressed to his heart as he held me there, carrying me to the jet. The warmth comforted me, a feeling I so desperately needed. 

His heartbeat lulled me into a state of mind to where I was blank. I felt empty, but my brain pushed me away from the world as I closed my eyes.

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"The news is loving you guys." Maria's voice spoke up. "Nobody else is. There's been no official call for Banner's arrest but it's in the air." It's your fault.

"Stark relief foundation?" Tony asked through the voices of the vision which burned through my mind. You are the reason why.

"Already on the scene." Everyone is dead because of you. I clutched to my head, my knuckles turning white.

"How's the team." You killed the future of this world.

"Everyone's...We took a hit. We'll shake it off." Clint explained, looking back for a brief second, his eyes meeting my frantic ones.

"Well, for now, I'd stay in stealth mode and stay away from here." Maria answered.

"So, run and hide?" Tony asked, Clint's eyes softened as he stood up, turning on auto pilot.

"Until we can find Ultron, I don't have a lot else to offer."

"Neither do we." Tony sighed. He walked down over to me and crouched down. You're dead to the world.
"Hey, kid." I looked up, after wiping the tears from my face. "It's still eating at you?" He wondered as he sat down beside me. "What did you see?"

"The day I became like this." I held up a hand, lighting a small flame in my palm before putting it out, closing my hand.

"What did you do."

"I killed maybe thirty people in five seconds." I clenched my eyes before opening them once more, trying to keep it together.

"Where we are going, it will give you time to get out of this funk, alright?" I looked over to him with a confused glance. "If you don't trust yourself around others, I can clear out the barn and set up, but I would like to see you with everyone else. It will do you good." He spoke softly, patting my knee.