Final Battle (C.D)

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It was chaos. Flames and debriefs surrounded you as you came to be. The last thing you remember was Bruce snapping his fingers, getting everyone back, a huge explosion and then darkness. You held your head in pain as you felt a bump beginning to form.

You closed your eyes and tried to focus, gulping down the bile that was rising up your throat. You shakily stood up and hissed in pain when you put weight on your left leg, a long gash the reason behind it.

You look around you, trying to find any of the others and hoping they were alright.

"Clint! Scott! Bruce!" you called as you  roamed what you believed were what  was left of the facility.

I need to get out of here

You thought as you could hear commotion outside, thunders shaking the ground

"At least Thor's alive" you say relieved as you kept calling for your companions

A dread feeling washed down on you when you heard something snarl. You heard that sound before and it wasn't a sound you were very fond of, the scar in your abdomen was a daily reminder of it. You turned around when you heard it again. You knew those awful creatures were here, dying to get a taste of your tender flesh, but you wouldn't let them, not again, not like they did in Wakanda.

You positioned yourself, ready to run as fast as your leg permitted as the first one of them showed itself, teeth bared, ready to lounge at you at your first step.

You slowly and carefully moved your hand to your back, relieved to feel your sword was still there. You took one long breath and let your powers consume you, your eyes glowing a deep red as your left hand took fire and the other drew out your now flaming sword, your powers at one with your weapon.

The alien took a step back at the sight of fire and you took it as your chance to distract it and get out of there, not wanting to waste time fighting it when your friends needed help.

You swiftly threw a fire ball at the alien and fled, your powers pushing you above the ground, very much like Carol...

Carol. How you wished you could tell her that you did it, that you brought everyone back. How you wished she was here fighting alongside you in what could possibly be your last fight.
You shook your head and pushed that thought away when more creatures chased after you, some succombing to your fire.

You pushed your powers to the limit and flew faster then ever, your eyes frantically looking for a way out, when more of those aliens appeared in front of you, blocking your way.
As you were getting surrounded, you knew you wouldn't be able to survive that many of them and had to find a way out sooner rather than later.

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