Adam's eyes snapped open. He grabbed her arm and held it away from him. Darcy heard a deep grunt. Looking up, she realized that the dagger had sliced him across the chest. He started to throw her over him. That's when she saw a pole sticking out. She tried to grab it, but that only ended in her cutting her hand open. Soon, she hit the ground and the weak floor broke under her, causing her and Adam to fall through.

As they fell, Darcy took out her bow and an arrow. She had been working on this arrow for a while now and had just perfected it. This was the best way to put it to the test.

She pulled the arrow back and when releasing it, the arrow flung forward and split into two being connected by a wire and wrapping around Adam's ankle. The arrow then stuck to the metal ceiling and Adam stopped in mid-air, upside down. Darcy was pleased that her invention had work, with the weight, of course. She tried it at home with Conner and other things, but she was ecstatic that it now worked almost perfectly!

She landed on her feet with her back facing him. Picking up the dagger that fell from her hand, then down with them. Turning, she walks to his face and held the sharp dagger to his side.

"Who the hell are you?" Adam questioned defeated.

It had been fun, but now it was time to be serious. Darcy's brows lowered,

"I thought you would remember. The naive, little girl's parents you murdered and got away with. You made a little, innocent, seven-year-old watch her parents BURN ALIVE!"

She removed her mask, showing her deep brown eyes in a bone-chilling stare, "I was that girl you used to watch every day for 3 years!"

She felt his eyes fix on her for several minutes till they went wide with realization, "Bumblebee. . . is that really you?"

Darcy growled, "Don't ever say that nickname again!"

"FIne, but why are you here?"

"Don't you know? I came here to avenge my parents. They trusted you." She spat.

"That's not my problem, now is it? Now, how 'bout you let me down-"

He let out a hiss in pain, as Darcy let the dagger go into his side. When he opened them, blood fell on the side of his face. She observed as he figured out what happened. She sorta couldn't believe that she was able to do it. In disappointment, his eyes didn't share the same fear that her parents' eyes shared, but can't have it all can you?

She gripped the dagger's handle again and removed the dagger from his side as he groaned. Opening one of the compartments on her gloved arm, Darcy took a pinch of tinted blue powder and threw it onto the blood covered dagger. Almost instantly, the blood on the dagger soaked into the powder. She brushed the blood-soaked powder off the dagger and onto the dirty ground.

" What is that stuff?!" Adam asked, shocked. Probably so he could use it for no good, "And where can I get it?"

" Ssh." Darcy hush rudely, " Keep talking and it will bleed more. I'm guessing you like to be alive for when the police find you."

" Idiot! You called the police?!" Adam shout

" No. . . Not yet." Darcy replied, " You are in fact wanted so this will help the police."

" This is true, but won't you get in trouble as well since y'know stabbed me." He remarked, " Plus I'll tell the police, then you'll get in big trouble."

" Not if you don't remember. "

" What do mean?"

No answer ever left Darcy's lips, but instead, she unsnapped one of the compartments on her gloves. She took a fistful of tinted blue powder and blow into his tan face. Only a minute later he fell into a deep slumber, she did a quick check on him by that Darcy slapped him in the face. He stayed unconscious, good she didn't need him to wake up on her again.

Zip-lining out of the hole and onto the ceiling was the arrow held him Darcy wrapped the strong line around her foot. She let herself hang upside down it felt natural since she did this at home with her aerial silks at home. Repeating the action of taking out powder from one of the snap-on compartments but this time this powder would get rid of her fingerprints. All while doing this she felt tense that some random person would walk in and catch her.

Darcy rubs the powder onto the arrow holding Adam up, she did for about two minutes till she stopped and unwrapped her foot. She released the string and flipped onto the ground then once again taking the string into a hand. Tugging onto the string attached to the arrow it began to loosen till she caught it. Darcy then quickly let go as it stung her palm remembering the slice. Hissing she flapped her hand rapidly to try and ease the stinging.

Quickly she grabbed the arrow off the ground with her opposite hand and placed it into the quiver. Running out of the dusty, dark and broken building Darcy began to climb the fire escape. She knew she wouldn't be able to shoot straight with the large open slice in her hand.

Upon reaching the top of the building she sat on the edge and observed her hand. It was pretty messed up with the large slit, and the tender skin surrounding it but luckily wasn't bleeding too badly. Not having any medical supplies on hand with her Darcy took off the glove on that hand and wrapped it around it. This makeshift wrapping would have to do till she got home, Conner would know how to really aid it and wrap it unlike herself.

Satisfied Darcy took a long, relaxing breath as all the tension left her chest. Adam was stopped and now was going to be put in jail, even if he didn't die it would be fine since her parent wouldn't want her to go that far. Before she headed to her home Darcy looked up into the stars as the cool night air brushed her arms making the scratches and scrapes ease somewhat. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this peaceful.

- - - - Iron Arrow - - -

Standing Darcy stretched her arms and legs, finally ready to go home. Ready for her injuries to finally get aided properly. To tell Conner of her goal that would finally be able to check off.

Boom. Crush.

Sirens finally sounded that night, except they weren't coming her way instead just the opposite.

( Sorry I forgot to put this A/N in the last chapter.) Hello, again my fabsome readers! Sorry, I was gone for so long, I sorta fell out of inspiration for writing, but I'm back! This, which is pretty obvious, is my new Marvel fanfic, which I hope will at least be a serval book series. Before anything else, I'd like to give a shoutout for Alex Trevor567 and other friends of mine for reading, editing and suggesting on these two chapters. Last, I'm for the moment putting a hold on my fanfic of Rise Up I've lost interest/ inspiration for it for now. Now before I go I'd love creative criticism as well as suggestions! Thanks, stay wild, brave and free!

See you later :)

~Pegasusforlife

(P.S. I have another Marvel story in the works! Also, how many of you Marvel Nerds cried in Endgame if you have seen it! I did! " Love you 3000!")