Death In My Voice [Severe Editing Era]

Chapter 5

Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me

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''Good morning New York!''

At first, I didn't realise what was happening in my bedroom. I slept quietly and didn't touch anyone when I had to open my eyes because someone brazenly tickled my heels.

''What's happening?'' I got entangled in a blanket and fell right on the floor. 

Being still in a mask, I did not see whom I brought here at such an early hour. Several voices laughed, and when I pulled off my sleep mask, I saw people who, in fact, shouldn't be here at all. Still thinking a little, I focused my eyes on Stark's satisfied face.

''What are you doing here?'' I throw off the blanket and get up. Wanda shows thumb and grins, looking at my pyjamas with Zeus. ''Yes, I like Greek mythology. What's the problem?''

''And good morning to you,'' apparently, now it will be Pietro's catchphrase. I'm sure.

"I'm still interested in answer to my question," I yawn and wrap myself in a warm terry robe. 

On the electronic clock, I saw eight in the morning. ''Why the hell I'm not in bed on my day off?''

"You won't like what I say now." still misty-eyed, I looked at Stark and raised one eyebrow in anticipation. I let him tell while I search for my slippers. "I need you on a mission."

I turn around sharply and freeze. 

''As an observer or assistant in the rear, I hope?''

''As a team. Steve isn't here. Natasha, Banner and Thor aren't here as well. Clint is coming in a second. You are great as a replacement for those who aren't there.''

Is he serious? As I have already said, my skills and abilities are particular and will not bring any benefit to anyone. 

''Mach keine Witze?*'' I take out a pre-prepared working suit from the closet and look meaningfully at Tony. ''Don't you remember what happened last time?''

''I remember kid," he sits down in a chair. ''We completed the task thanks to you.''

''Yeah, but what did it cost?'' 

There are several reasons why I don't want to participate: firstly, I'm scared. Secondly, I don't want to recall episodes from training sessions, and thirdly, oddly enough, I didn't want to lose my good name in front of the twins. 

Although it would have to do it sooner or later. 

''Is it essential?''

''We really need your help. I need your help'' said Tony. I sigh and nod. 

How many times have I not been on missions for a year or two when they asked me to? It doesn't matter, because every move, every trump and trick in my sleeve are honed to automatism. 

"You never told us what can you do." the twins started.

''Soon you will find out and believe, you will not like it. Meine lieber Zwillinge**.'' 

My hands began to shake slightly, and I hid them in my pocket. After sending everyone out of the room, I abruptly sat down and took a deep breath. Each time when I used my abilities, they left an indelible mark on my soul, and this time it will not be less. 

First of all, I take off my bathrobe and go wash my face. No matter how hard I tried not to look at myself in the mirror, I still saw my reflection and recognised that same murderous girl from Germany. My hands have long been in the blood, which, no matter how I tried, could not be washed.