The Dark Witch: Fallen (Avengers Fanfic)

Chapter 24

A/N

OLLAAA heyooo peoplezzz.

Marvel quote;

"Do you even remember them?"

"I remember all of them."

Enraged Tony Stark to the heartbroken Bucky Barnes in Captain America: Civil War.

Just a little heads up. *Hides*

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I force the rubble upwards, my abilities glowing their luminous blue as I tried to find any survivors that may be stuck.

The sight of a family, bleeding, dead and unmoving makes me turn to the side and dry heaved whatever nutrients that was left in my body.

I force myself to look at them again, knowing I had to do this because the world needed to know these people existed.

Two adults, three kids. All of them, holding hands.

The parents were on either side of their children, and I knew without a doubt they had tried to protect them with their bodies.

"God..." I wiped away the tears that brim at the edge of my eyes, and continued on to find anyone else I could help.

They were dead. I had to move on.

"The next wave's gonna hit any minute," Steve tells us as I watch his shadow from a distance, gesturing to people to hide over in a somewhat sturdy building.

"What have you got Stark?"

I walk over to a falling beam and saw a lady trapped under it. Her body had been crushed but I could still feel her energy wafting back at me.

She was alive. But barely.

Leaning over her, I pressed my fingers to her neck and exhaled when there was a slow thumping.

"Well, nothing great." My brother sighed. I could hear the anxiety in his tone. "Maybe a way to blow up the city. That'll keep it from impacting the surface if you guys can get clear."

I paused at my actions and put a hand to my earpiece.

"What are you talking about Tony?"

There was no punch line, no joke, no nothing. In fact, he doesn't even reply and I know the consequences are dead serious.

"I asked for a solution, not an escape plan." Steve vehemently growls out.

"Impact radius is getting bigger every second." Tony clarified, sounded defeated. "We're going to have to make a choice."

No. This can't happen. Not this way.

Weaving my fingers under the beam the lady was on, I pushed it aside and dragged her out, aware that every movement could hurt her even more than she already was.

Unfortunately, as I was doing this, her hand shot up at me, stopping my movements.

She was awake.

"Help... please..." She begged-- tone heavy with an accent.

Leaning down, I drop to my knees and caressed her hair. "You're going to be okay. I'm going to help you, alright?"

She had blond hair and blue eyes. Blue eyes that were filling with so much tears and so much fear.

Fear of death.

Blood was gushing out of both her legs and her torso had been crushed.

A few tears gathered in my eyes at the sight and I hastily wiped them away.