Cosmic [s.r.]

2:8

I was surrounded by a darkness that felt unfamiliar to me, but somehow I recognized it. Instead of floating I was standing on some sort of rocky floor that looked as if it was pressed down. I knew I wasn't alone. The others were here as well. I turned to look around. There were many people, most were the heroes I fought along side with, but the others were ones who looked like us but weren't quite the same. It was like I was looking into a pool of people I will eventually know but don't quite yet. I can feel how important they are.

But, slowly half of them began to disappear. I looked over is horror as the face I recognized as Bucky turned into ash along with a grown Wanda. The only people who were still standing were the original Avengers from New York.

"This is your fault." I turned around to see Steve behind me. Except he wasn't the Steve I normally saw. He was wearing a dark blue suit. His hair was grown out and he sported a beard as well.

"What?" I asked out. "I don't understand."

"We shouldn't have trusted you. You were the cause of this." He sneered. I took a step back from the soldier fearful of his demeanor.

"I didn't mean to." I shook my head, my eyes filled with fear, tears building up in the corners of my eyes.

"You killed them, you killed Bucky." I took another step back onto to find myself falling off the edge.

"You have done well, daughter." The voice echoed in my head.

My eyes snapped open and I backed up to a wall. The deep voice felt like it was pounding from the inside of my skull, trying to get out. The tears continued to stream down my face as silent sobs came from my chest. I felt a hand touch my shoulder which caused me to flinch a little. But I looked up to meet the eyes of Clint.

"Cali." He spoke softly. "What did she show you?"

"I don't know." I shook my head, the tears continuing. I felt weak. I felt broken, everything hurt. Clint then sat down beside me, giving me time to calm down. I leaned my head onto his shoulder, finding comfort as I tried to ease my mind.

"Thank you."

I sat in one of the seats of the quinjet when we returned. Thanks to Clint I was in a better state than some of the others. But I just couldn't shake that voice out of my head. He called me his daughter. But who was it?

"The news is loving you guys." Maria's voice spoke from the Bluetooth calling device in the vehicle. "Nobody else is. There's been no official call for Banner's arrest but it's in the air." She explained to the few of us.

"Stark relief foundation?" Tony asked.

"Already on the scene." She answered quickly. "How's the team?"

"Everyone's...We took a hit." Clint looked over to me as if to ask if I was okay. I gave him a nod and stood up, walking over.

"We'll shake it off," I spoke to Maria.

"Well, for now, I'd stay in stealth mode and stay away from here," Maria warned us before hanging up.

"So, run and hide?" Tony asked before turning on the auto-pilot setting and standing up from his seat.

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

"Neither do we." Tony sighed before walking elsewhere in the jet.

"How are you feeling?" Clint asked me. "You still look out of it."

"I can't get that voice out of my head." I sighed, twirling the ends of my hair in my fingers. "But where are we going exactly?" I asked.

"A safe-house." I gave a small smile and patted my shoulder. "Don't worry, kid. We've got you."