Chapter 7

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Zola stood underneath the rain as she stood on the soft earth that surrounded her personal training area. It was several miles away from Clint's farm and had a beautiful yet small training area that was made by Zola and Clint. Zola had found the area one day when hiking up the small mountain and had decided to build the small area.

The rain was falling heavily as Zola stood there, shivering under the rain in just a tank top and her fisherman pants, no shoes or gloves. Around the dirt area were multiple dummies made of rock and weapons were stored in barrels. In the center of the small wooden hut was a fire with a kettle hanging over the coals. Zola punched the dummy in front of her, the wooden dummy shook as Zola punched and kicked at it.

"Tony." Her voice was cool as the billionaire appeared out of the trees.

"Nice area you got here, Zola."

Zola continued to train as Tony made his way over to Zola. Finally she did a roundhouse kick to the dummy's head, knocking it off and sending it to the other side of the ring, motioning over to the hut.

"Shall we get out of the rain?" Tony nodded as Zola made her way over to the hut. Taking a clean bowl of water, Zola washed her feet to then put on sandals as she walked into the beautiful looking hut. Tony waited at the door as Zola came forward with a towel and another bowl of water. "Sit, remove your shoes."

He obeyed as Zola then placed his feet in the warm water.

"Why are you washing my feet?"

"Because it's common practice. Plus you're not wearing shoes for the weather. Your feet must be cold."

Zola wiped the warm water off his feet to then dump the water back outside. Tony stood up and made his way over to the set of cushions to sit down. Zola came back to grab the kettle off the hook over hanging the fire.

"Steve is off the reservation," Tony started as Zola made the tea.

"I know, so are Sam and Asha."

Zola got up to grab two small cups and brought it over to the cooking area. She then grabbed a towel to rub off all the remaining water.

"I need your help, Zola."

Zola continued to make the tea and then set the cup in front of Tony.

"Why do you need me?"

"Your sister-"

"Tony, Asha has a mind of her own and is stubborn. She will not stop." Zola sat down on the cushion to sip on the ginger tea.

"I think you know why I need you."

Zola sipped on her tea to then sit on the wooden floor.

"You believe I'm the only one who can take both Captain America and Winter Soldier in a fight and come out victorious."

Tony sighed and nodded.

"I've read your HYDRA files many times. You were designed for the sole purpose of it. Not to mention you are the best fighter out of the Avengers."

"Thank you for the compliment Tony but I'm afraid I am not the best fighter. I will go with you still, but I will not be on your side persay." Tony raised his brows as Zola continued, "I am only going to be there to make sure no one is mortally wounded. I would hate to see the people I think of as family getting hurt."

Later Tony left the house with Zola promising to be there in Berlin in the morning. Zola sat looking outside at the rain for awhile she sat there. Tears stung her eyes as she got up to grab the incense burner to place it on a table in front of the window. Zola brought out incessence to hold them over the dieing coals for it to light. Taking the two sticks, Zola placed them in the dragon's mouth as she propped up a picture of her father and another of a more recent photo of Natasha with Asha and Zola standing for a family photo. Zola was crying as she brought her hands together.

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