Concrete and Crosses
Chapter Three :
"Can you fight?" McDreamy asked as I winced and rolled my shoulders, testing out all my limbs to make sure I could still actually move before turning to him and nodding my head. At this point in hell, I didn't trust my voice enough to use it, but it was worth a shot to give it everything I had in order to at least save a few lives before I died.
"You need a gun?" Ginger asked and I felt my lips pull into a smirk.
"I think I'm okay actually." I grinned as Captain America sighed before leaping into action at the arrival of more aliens. Goldilocks was doing a hell of a job keeping the bastards from getting down here, and Stark and the Green Giant had most of the scaly lizards covered… but there was the odd couple that managed to get down through to the streets that the red head or Cap would take care of easily.
To be quite honest… I felt just a slight bit useless.
Taking off down the street, I heard the Captain yell after me before stopping when he saw where I was headed. What I didn't expect was, for two aliens to show up right the fuck out of nowhere. And to walk in guns blazing. I didn't even have time to get my hands up or duck when they opened fire. I mean I guess they had a pretty good strategy. Shoot the unsuspecting… I mean it worked by the way it ripped past me, narrowly missing my thigh as it left a burning trail and scorch mark on my left leg.
Looking up again, I barely had a chance to say my prayers when the bastards shot again. Blue rays coming at me a million miles a minute as my eyes clenched shut and I covered my head in the fatal position. So much for helping. When I initially didn't feel the burn of any more shots, I thought I was dead. The serene moment of peace I felt definitely had me thinking I'd ascended to the after life. But nevertheless the second I opened my eyes and my foggy sight and hearing let up, I was back in hell. This time, with Captain America beating the shit out of the two lizards that had shot at me before.
My hero.
"Can you get any more stupid?! You're wounded and untrained! You don't know what you're doing! When I asked for your help I meant for you to aid us, not get yourself killed!" he yelled at me, fighting off more approaching aliens as he did so while I just sat there and watched. What he didn't see was the one coming on the blind side of his left.
Bringing my hands up to my mouth I rubbed them together before taking all the oxygen left in my lungs to project some kind of an aid in his direction. When he finally turned to realize the alien on his left, the creature was already withering in pain on the ground, covered in flames and burning alive. "How do you do that?" he asked under his breath with a shake of his head as I smirked.
"You've got a Doctor that turns giant and green when he's angry, and you wanna ask me how I can blow a little fire. I think you've got bigger problems on your hands here Cap." I offered before pointing pack towards Natasha who was struggling with a hoard of aliens on her own. "Go, I got this… I'm gonna get these people off the street, I'll meet up with you later." I offered nodding at him as he looked torn between myself and the ginger. I was touched… really. That he was willing to consider sticking with me rather then someone he actually knew.
"I can't ask you to do that. You're lacking the training needed to keep you alive in this situation." he said, shaking his head as I smirked. Yeah... touched... ever so charming he was.
"Good thing you didn't have to then." I said before taking off down the road as he sighed and shook his head, running back towards Natasha as I looked up in time to see Hulk take a few hits before becoming outrageously pissed at the scaly otherworldly beasts.
There was no way I was getting on his bad side anytime soon.
The sound of more of those flying chariots sounded out across Park Ave. as I turned to see Metal Man leading a group towards the streets. Picking off one by one as he banked round a corner, sending several of the alien mini-ships crashing into the surrounding buildings. The ones who survived, however, turned their attention towards the people left on the streets… which was very inconvenient… but in the end somewhat okay because the left over police officers with guns managed to make a dent in the growing number of street alien travelers.
Running down the broken asphalt, I was yelling left and right to get people inside and hidden… not that it made much of a difference to those screaming their fucking faces off… but it's a minor set back.
An over turned truck kept three aliens from a group of people running down the street from trapped taxi cars. I didn't have the man power, or the energy to stop them… and those people were sitting ducks if those assholes got over the truck.
Grabbing the gun off a fleeing officer, I shot the gas tank a few times hoping the blast would set the aliens off, and luckily… the plan wasn't as stupid as it originally seemed in my head. It worked. And the blast did knock the aliens back a few yards. As well as a few cars, and maybe a few people but we didn't have to tell Captain America that.
"Help! Please! Someone help me!" the voice was high, and close. When I finally found who I was looking for, she hardly looked any older then twenty five… to be honest, if I looked in the mirror… she'd look quite similar to me. Or at least what I thought I looked like. Which was an interesting idea, considering I hadn't actually seen myself much since walking out of the hospital in the morning. And I couldn't exactly remember at the moment exactly what I looked like. Ignoring the growing sensation to find a mirror just to see my reflection, I half ran, half limped to the girl calling for my help. I figured if she really had the audacity to scream for help in this shit hole compared to everyone else running around like chickens with their heads cut off… something must be pretty bad. When she finally caught sight of me though, it wasn't exactly what I was expecting for a greeting.
Maybe something like 'thank you for coming to save me', or 'what would I do without you?'.
No… instead, I got; "What the fuck are you doing here?"
Did I mention her voice was like a god damned razor in the back of my head.
I knew it. It sounded so familiar.
I swear I've heard it before.
"I… uhh… I was coming to help?" I didn't exactly know how to respond to her question. I mean how was I meant to reply? I mean frig, I ran all the way over here, took time out of my crime fighting to help her out and that's her first reaction? "I can uhh… leave, if you want me too…"
"You're not supposed to be here!" she practically yelled as I blanked. I couldn't for the life of my figure out what I'd done wrong. But it must have been something pretty bad if this was her reaction. "You're supposed to be far away… really really far away!"
"I don't even know what you're talking about! I don't know who you are!" it was all I could say back. I mean what else was I suppose to say? It was true. I had no idea who the hell she was. Sure, she looked familiar… but that was about the extent of it. I don't know what she wanted me to do… leave her? If she didn't want my help there were thousands of other people that could have used it.
"You don't remember?"
"No!" I yelled back, practically hysterical as the aliens began closing in around us again. "Now, what is the problem?!" I felt myself demanding as the girl just stared back at me in confusion, shock written across her face as I turned to leave. Bitch didn't want my help… then I had other stuff to do.
"Wait, wait, wait! So you don't remember me at all? Not even in the slightest?"
"Sorry to burst your little popularity bubble. But I have no idea who the hell you are, so if you're just screwing me around, I have somewhere else to be."
"No… I, uhh… m-my son's stuck in the car, and I can't get him out, I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I cant get him out." she stated almost shell shocked.
For a mother, she didn't seem very concerned. More so about me then her own son.
Now that's bad parenting.
"Yeah, I'll do what I can." I offered, taking a step towards the car she was standing in front of as she just stared back at me. "You do know that if you want me to save your kid… I'm gonna need to get to the car." I smirked as she took a step to the right and nodded her head, watching me like a hawk as I hobbled around to the side of the vehicle. It was a silver SUV, a pretty nice car, I couldn't figure out where the husband went, but apparently he wasn't good for much if he just took off on them. Smiling, I saw the most gorgeous little blonde haired, blue eyed boy. He had silent tears running down his face as he stared back at me.
"You gotta turn around for a second okay buddy! I'm gonna get your out of here, I'm gonna keep you safe okay?" I called out through the glass as he nodded his head, tears still streaming down his face as he turned his back. "Stand back." I said to the mom and she nodded and backed up. Grabbing a discarded bat someone had most likely tried to use to protect themselves, I smashed the glass in on the front window and tried to clear most of it out. "Alright, I'm gonna need you to be brave here little man. You think y ou can do that for me? I need you to be just like Captain America, another hero, okay?" I called out as he nodded and began walking towards me.
He looked so familiar. Like déjà vu… I swear to god I've seen this before. Blonde hair and blues eyes walking towards me. Those eyes, they were so familiar. They looked so recognizable. "Good man!" I called out with a grin as he ran out into my arms, grabbing onto me for dear life as I smirked and picked him up. He was young, about three, and for some reason, even just holding him felt familiar. Like it was something I'd done countless times before.
"Mommy…" he whispered into my shoulder, and I thought I was going to drop him. That voice…
"Come here baby." the woman from before called out, practically ripping the kid from my hands as I felt the relief of his light weight. And for some reason, I missed it… it felt empty with out him. I felt like I was loosing something, loosing a part of myself when he was carried away.
"Thank you, but I think I can take it from here." the woman called out suddenly as I watched the two of them go.
"Wait!" I found myself calling out as the lady froze and turned back to me, a frightened look in her eyes as she met my gaze. Like I was going to turn on her, or hurt her son. "Why were you afraid, what am I not remembering about you?"
"You've done enough damage Alexis… just stay away. Maybe it's better for everyone if you just don't remember."
Alexis… now that sounded familiar.
But I wasn't Alexis, I thought I was Annie.
I guess I liked both names.
But to be quite honest, Annie seemed so much more promising. Annie seemed like a name I could get used too… I could handle using.
Alexis sounded like a bad memory. And if remembered left this woman as terrified as she looked, maybe it wasn't something I wanted to do all that badly.
Unexpectedly, I was thrown to my feet as a blast shot out through the streets, Metal Man flying over top of the street again as I smirked and shook my head. He just waved back as I found myself turning to check on McDreamy and Ginger again, only to be met with a wall of approaching aliens.
"Oohhhhhhh fuck me…"
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