"Because of you, I've lost everything I worked so hard for!"
Delilah Odindottir and Peter Parker were doing anything they could to get their minds off one another, trying to subdue the pain they had been suffering with since they separated. What h...
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Delilah had her hands against some man's leg, putting pressure on a very severe wound as her eyes scanned the area for a specific browned hair boy. "Okoye!" She called out, a bald dark-skinned woman turning around and ran towards the goddess, kneeling beside the injured warrior.
"Keep pressure on the wound while I go get some more bandages." The goddess ordered as the female warrior nodded, doing what she was told to do. Delilah stood up from her kneeling spot and walked over to the crowd of Wakanda and Asgardian warriors. "Hey, I need more bandages." She spoke up, getting Lady Sif's attention who was currently wrapping some gauze around a civilian's arm.
"Here." She handed the goddess a roll, a look forming on her face when she noticed the frown on the girl's lips. "Are you alright?" Delilah shrugged, pushing a strand of her brunette hair behind her ear. "I'm just worried. More and more warriors, both Asgardians and wakanda's are being sent back to the city, all badly injured and I haven't heard from Peter yet. What if he's—"
"Stop." Lady Sif placed her hands on the trembling girl's shoulders. "He is going to be alright, he went through worse and he survived through it all." Delilah nodded, taking a deep breath. Suddenly screams were heard and Delilah and Sif's head lifted up, seeing one of the Wakanda's ships crashing into one of the towers, exploding on impact and the top floors of the tower completely in flames.
"Oh my god!" She gasped, her hand covering her mouth. "Send warriors up to the floors and find and get as many survivors as you can out of there!" Sif ordered some warriors who nodded their heads and ran off.
"Delilah..." The young goddess whipped her head around, her eyes widened when she saw Peter limping towards her, his face covered in cuts and bruises, his iron-made spider suit had scratches over it. Delilah over to him, pulling the boy into a hug, her arms wrapped around his neck as his made their way around her waist, holding her close to him as he heard her cry in his ear. "I—I was so w-worried." "Hey..." He pulled away, one of his hands going to cup her face as his other rested on the lower part of her back. "I'm okay...I'm okay." He reassured her, pressing his lips against hers, the kiss was quick and passionate.
Delilah nodded reconnecting their lips as her hands cupped his face, a tear sliding down her cheeks as the thought of losing him came across her mind. They both pulled away, their foreheads resting against each other. "Why are you back here? The battle is still going on..."
Peter let out a sigh, "Mr. Stark sent me back to help with the evacuation of Wakanda." Delilah felt her heart drop, her breath getting stuck in her throat. "Evacuation? Does that mean..." Peter slowly nodded, knowing what she was going to say. "Yeah. We're losing sweetheart..." Feeling tears prick his eyes, he shook his head, his hands reaching down to grab hers and squeezing them. "Bucky, Sam, Natasha, Valkyrie, Nakia, Heimdall.....they're gone and Mr. Stark doesn't know how long the rest of them are gonna last."
