Losers & Weirdos Always Catch The Hero Drift

10 times the pain 100 times the relief

Clint's POV

"Hey Legolas, miss us",
Hela looks to me, "is that...?"
"Stark... Is that you?" I ask,
"Who else would it be?" He asks me.
"A whole lot of things" I say, a little bit paranoid.
"Good point",
"How are you speaking to us?
The coms were just off".
"How long have you been unconscious?"
Hela looks at me,
"Good point" she says messing with her lip.
"Good day to you, my lovely niece",
"How did you get Thor to use an earpiece" I asked, pinching myself as I did.
"Something called pop tarts, my friend",
Lisa scoffed, "you've got to be shitting me right now".
"Language!" Steve yelled,
"Oh my God, he did it again!!" Tony yells.
I start laughing, "Eliza, do you reed me? Eliza?"

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"Eliza?"

Eliza ducked, quickly jumping over one of her mother's deadly tentacles, as she grabbed onto the medal pipes.
Breaking it off, a gas was released, making the closed metal room very cold.
Eliza held onto the pole, a weapon of defense as her mother inched closer with her snarling teeth.

"Yo, Eliza... Hello?"

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"Guys, I don't think Eliza is okay" I say to the team,
"Hey, where's Peter?" Lisa asked.
"I found him in the vents, squabbling like trapped mouse", T'challa says chuckling.
"I was trying to stay calm, and escape" Peter protested.
"Whatever" T'challa replied.

Loki's POV

An alarm was set off,
"Hello, trespassers..."

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Rhea's hand laid close to a blue lit up button.
"I have no room for your kind, none of your kind.
Hope you enjoyed your stay, because my pets haven't had lunch since- what do the midguardians call it? Oh... Since B.C,
ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!"

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"That is one fucked up lady" Connie says, I looked at her "you're telling me".
A sound of steel doors opening was enough for both of us to stand in a battle stance, weapons ready.
We faced opposite directions as a loud snarl echoed the halls,
we couldn't quite place the sound.
It seemed to be coming from everywhere,
the snarl, turned to multiple growls, and weird barks.
"What the hell is that?" Connie asked.
I froze, it couldn't be, I thought me and Thor had killed the last of them.
It was six 8ft dogs, each one had four heads.
"Oh, shit" Connie mutters.
"How's your side?" I asked,
Connie looked towards her direction, "pitch black" she answered.
"Great, just great".

A horizontal line of a light blue electricity went right under my right arm, my power sensing it as it latched onto it.
The green flow, that powered with Connie's as her left arm was nicked as her blood intersected with it.
What use to be a line of the livable light.
Was now a ball of three colors, all circling over the other, so very gently yet in urgency.
The ball extracted in an explosive,
sending the dogs in ablitteration.
While me, and Yvonne were simply shielding our eyes.
I moved my arm, to see pieces of skin and teeth everywhere.
Both me and Yvonne looked back, there stood MJ, standing in a black catsuit.
She quirks up a smirk, "hey guys. Miss me?"
Yvonne helps me up, "you bet, kid. Showed up at the right time",
I nod, "what was that?" I ask, turning all my attention to that explosion.
Yvonne starts to rub her arm, "that mi amigo, was the flare-fusion" she said in prideful tone.
"Yeah, its awesome.
Where's Peter?" MJ asked, me and Yvonne traded eye contact.
Yvonne puts her finger to the earpiece, "this is Yvonne here. Does any one reed me?"
No answer...
"Hello?"
No answer...
Yvonne and I looked to each other, looking to MJ who had the same worried look.
I put my finger to the earpiece,
"We repeat, does anyone copy us?" I ask.
Still no answer...