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"God dam!" Amila's knee landed in my back and my face dig deeper into the concrete. She groans and gets off of me.

I can feel air on my ass and I sit up. I pull my tight dress down and grumble. I look over at Amila and she's rubbing her head.

"Let's go snow ho!" I say groggy as I stand up. Amila is pale as fuck but has gorgeous blonde hair. She has a flat bod but tall as fuck. Like she towers over me! Where I'm the opposite. No lie! I'm tan and I have brown hair. With a short stubby bod. Though we both have two things in common. We healthy. Well. Sorta. And we both fine as hell.

I began to shiver and rub my arms for the temperature just hit me. I just realized that we are in the middle of the street! In New York! A car honks at us and we scream and run to the side walk.

"Holy fuck!" She screeches. "We almost just died!" I looks at her and shrug. Death isn't something that scares me. Living does. Not death.

I spot a cute H&Ms store and see some fishnet stockings. Nothing says winter like fishnet stockings! So I tell Amila my plan. She hesitates but gives in anyway.

We enter the store and I straighten out my dress and start to make conversation with Amila. We mindlessly start to shop. I grab those fishnet stockings and see a black mini skirt. I look at Amila who is looking at me and we both jump up and down and squeal.

"Twinzys!" We then rush over to the clothes and start to grab our outfits.

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I've used the last of my energy to teleport to a unknown location as soon as we grabbed our clothes and entered the changing room.

With a head splitting headache I dress into fishnet stockings with cute ass booty black shorts. With combat boots and a white tee shirt. Then we stole a gold necklace. We found some red lipstick and applied some mascara on our eyelashes.

With a approved nod we high five eachother and and smile.

"You know what Goldie Locks? I haven't had this much fun in a long time." She smiles at me and grabs our matching leather black jacket.

"What about when you were a kid?" I catch my jacket that she mindlessly tossed at me. With a frown I glance at the ground. She turns around and see's my expression.

"Hey dork. What's the matter?" She places a hand on my shoulder. I look the other direction on dirty alley ground and avoid eye contact.

"Well I never really had a childhood." I mumble out. She sympathetically gives me a look. She decides to drop the tough topic and starts a new one.

"What about the whole 'Hi soulmates I'm going to except two of you and not the rest. Then I'm going to run away' bull shit." I glare at her, "For the record. My nose fucking hurts. It was in the moment type of thing."

She laughs, "Dumbass ran into doors." I punch her arm and giggle. "But really K. What's up?" I loses my laughter and sigh.

"It's about my childhood. Every man has hurt me in may ways that I can't describe. I really hate talking about that." She fist bumps me and gives me a sad smile.

"We got this. Okay? I wouldn't push the subject but we will do this." She grips our pinkies together. "I pinky promise."

"I pinky promise." I smile and lock out pinkies. We flipped the back of our hands and kissed the opposites hand. Not braking eye contact. Then I wipe my mouth and make a grossed out expression.

"When's the last time you washed your hands?!" She rolls her eyes and hits me shoulder.

"Fuck off K." I laugh. Then a thought hit me.

"Hey A? You gotta soulmate?" She shakes her head and puts her hands in her pockets.

"And I'm glad I don't." We smile. But our 'bonding time' is disturbed by my soul initials glowing up.

"Baby girl you excepted two of us." I turn around to meet all of them. Some with lustful, disappointment, or even amusement. "It wasn't that hard to find you." I look at Stephen and sheepishly smile. I back away slowly.

"Don't you even think about running away young lady." Steve interjects. He stands next to Stephen with his arms crossed and a stern angered/disappointed gaze. I look over at Amila (who secretly nods) and then back to Steve. I look behind him to see all of my soulmates standing there.

I then move back and stand straight. And look at Steve. Then to Stephen. Then to my other mates.

"Don't you even think about it Kelsey." But I ignore him and dash behind me. Amila is close beside and e ash further into the alley way. Our feet slam on the ground as we go further into the dark area.

But then a flash of sliver light appears in front of me. "Oh shit." Amila says. Pietro is standing with his arms crossed. "Super speed." She mumbles.

"Are you fucking with me?!?" I screamed. "You tell me this now!" She sheepishly smiles at me and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.

"My bad," She trails off. Pietro smirks, "Princessa, lets go." I look behind me to see some of my soulmates running to me. "Please don't run away. We need you." I look at him, then I glare.

"Yeah, then after you use me you'll throw me away like everyone else has!" I glare at him. With a confused, sincere, and upset expression he softens his expression and uncrosses his arms.

"No we would never! Baby girl, we already love you." I shook my head.

"You don't love me. You barley know me." I step back but bump into a body. I swiftly turn around and meet Scott's concerned eyes. He grabs my shoulders but I back away. The rest of my soulmates are all surrounding me. And of course A is out of the circle.

But I panic once I see A get handcuffs on her wrist. But not by the cops. By a S.H.I.E.L.D member. But she doesn't panic she goes willingly.

"AMILA!" I shout. She turns her head and shouts.

"Don't worry K! It'll be alright! I'll meet you soon." I try and rush towards her but T'challa and Bucky hold me back.

"NO! Get off me! Let me go!" The boys try to sooth me but Octo-pussy's voice interrupts them.

"Night, night." And a piercing pain erupts in my neck. And I get dizzy and fall into some strong arms. One has a cold metal feel and the other is warm. But I refused to fall asleep. Or so, I tried.