Chapter 10: Finding My Feet
I quickly grabbed the fallen gun and pressed the trigger; the gun lit up and blue light shot out of the nozzle, vaporising the nearest creature. I grinned and fired again and again, until I was alone on the roof. I looked around and saw a familiar red cape flying through the air and landing on Stark Tower, as a plane appeared behind him. I could see Loki fighting with Thor, then a bolt of blue light shot out of what I guessed was Loki's Sceptre and took out one of the turbines, causing the plane to fall sideways. It fell, heading straight for my building and I jumped back as it hit the side of the building, taking a chunk off the roof and I swallowed, steeling myself, before climbing down the building, shaking.
I got to the bottom and ran over to the bridge that the plane had landed on as Natasha, Steve and someone else strolled out of the plane.
"How did you get here?" Natasha asked and I shrugged.
"A crazy man with a Sceptre, a man in an Iron Suit with the biggest ego ever and a speedy climb down a very high building." I grinned and Natasha rolled her eyes.
"Who's this?" The other man asked and I grinned.
"Alison Foster, a pleasure." I greeted him, holding out my hand.
"Clint Barton, otherwise known as Hawkeye." He said, shaking my head and I frowned.
"Agent Barton? How was Loki's control over you broken?" I asked and he grimaced.
"You know about that?" He asked and I sighed.
"I spent hours on a plane with Loki and Erik – it wasn't hard to figure out. He was extremely annoyed when he found out he lost you. I guess I was just lucky he didn't start killing people." I said and he nodded.
"Fair point. And ask Natasha – she used what she called cognitive recalibration." Barton said and I cocked my head to the side. "She whacked me over the head." Barton answered my unasked question and I sniggered, as Natasha grinned slyly.
"You were attacking me." She countered as Steve cleared his throat.
"Uh, guys? We have a situation." He explained, pointing up at where the portal was – we looked and my heart jumped into my throat.
"Holy cheese." I muttered, as what could only be described as a giant flying robot-serpent came out of the portal, gliding through the air.
"Stark are you seeing this?" Steve asked into his earpiece.
"Seeing, still working on believing." Tony said into my ear, through the earpiece. "Where's Banner has he shown up yet?"
"Banner?" Steve asked, confused.
"Just keep me posted." Tony said, before cutting off.
"Do you have a weapon?" Natasha asked me and I shook my head. She signalled to the plane. "Choose your pick. Enjoy." She grinned and I smiled, before rushing in. The room was filled with weapons and I chose two long knives, with silver and gold hilts. I slipped them into my belt before running back out and Natasha nodded at my choices.
"Nice." She grinned and I smiled darkly.
"Loki is going to wish, he never crossed me." I warned and Barton raised his eyebrows.
"You got beef with Loki? Get in line, sweetheart. You're not the only one." He snapped and I grinned.
"How about this – whoever gets there first takes him on." I offered and Barton rolled his eyes.
"Deal." He nodded and I smiled.
"Oh hell, that was Loki." I pointed out, as five of the creatures on weird looking flying devices soared past.
"They're fish in a barrel down there." Steve commented, looking down the road.
"Cap, let's go." I said, tugging on his arm and he looked down at me.
"I can't let you come with me – stay here." He ordered. "Do you think you can hold them off?" He asked Barton, who grinned.
"Captain, it would be my genuine pleasure." He said, grabbing another arrow and taking down a creature.
Steve ran off and jumped the bridge and I raised my eyebrows.
"You're not staying here are you?" Natasha asked and I shook my head.
"Nope. See you guys. Oh and if I don't make it out, make sure Thor keeps his promise to me." I ordered, grinning before following Steve onto the street below.
He was doing his best to keep the fighting away from the civilians but I could see that some were still getting in the line of fire.
"Steve, keep the fighting here, I'm going to try and get the civilians to safety – I know you're doing your best, but you can't do it alone." I told him and he nodded, frowning a little.
"Come back safe." He ordered, pulling me into a hug and kissing me on the top of my head.
"Roger that." I grinned, running off.