Iron Man stared into Ronan's black-ish eyes. They were the eyes of someone who would give absolutely no mercy.
"Fury," Tony whispered. "I'm in a bit of a bind." Unfortunately, he only head radio silence. Ronan hadn't noticed.
"Human, by the authority given to me by the Kree Empire, I sentence you – to death!"
What the heck is going on with SHIELD….why aren't my calls getting through? Tony had no choice but to battle it out with Ronan for now.
Back on the Hellicarrier, everyone was scrambling, trying to get the power back. Maria Hill and Natasha had gone to the emergency backup generator room (it needed a new name) to get at least some of the power back.
"I hate this place sometimes," Hill muttered as she and Widow kept banging their heads against various pipes in the dark room. Finally, they reached the computer console that accessed the generators. Since the console ran on other sources, it was slow to boot, and sluggish even after that.
Mariah Hill began pushing buttons, and typing complex word sequences and passwords. As the neon screens slowly lit up the room, a humming noise was heard. Both women relaxed slightly. They did it. But then Hill's grin became a frown.
"Oh my god," Hill breathed, staring at the screen intensely. Natasha looked at her with a question on her face, an eyebrow raised. Hill looked back, pale.
"According to this, the room where we locked Bullseye up…was unlocked during the blackout fiasco!" Widow breathed in sharply, and both women turned around to leave the room, only for Natasha to see, out of the corner of her eye, a figure jump behind her. Quickly, she put her arm in front of her neck, and just in time; a sharp piece of metallic string had almost wrapped around her neck, but her arm blocked it.
"Tch. So close too," a voice breathed near her ear. Natasha quickly elbowed whoever was behind her, causing the assailant to cough and back up. Hill quickly raised a gun at the figure, who was revealed to be Bullseye. He grinned, his hands mockingly in the air.
"Since my grounding was, shall we say, put on hold for now, I decided to find you gals. For some reason, the idea of killing two deadly women causes my heart to flutter!" the maniac said, licking his lips. Widow and Hill tensed, though the former also winced, one of her arms damaged from the wire.
"Ready or not," Bullseye sang as he jumped towards a wall, and used that as propulsion to jump towards Hill. Hill shot two rounds, but Bullseye blocked them by firing two erasers, all while in mid-air. He would have crashed into her, but Widow tackled him, crying out when the wound on her arm opened even more, staining her costume in red.
Bullseye savagely kicked her off him, but as she crashed against the wall, she fired her "Widow's Sting" as him, working like a taser. He yelled, but instead of going down, he resisted it. She could see his muscles straining, and his lips bleeding, as he bit into them.
Still straining, he reached for Hill. Hill tried to duck away, but the room was small, and Bullseye grabbed her, the shocking effect going through both of them. Hill screamed, and then mercifully blacked out.
"MONSTER!" Natasha yelled, burning with anger, as she roundhouse kicked Bullseye. She heard something break, probably one of his ribs. Satisfied, she gave him another one, and Bullseye let go of Hill, who fell to the floor.
Better than being dead, Natasha thought. Still, Hill would feel the effects of the "Widow's Sting" for awhile.
Back at the Hellicarrier's center, the power had come back. Fury still wasn't pleased, yet.
"I want EVERY available member to scout the entire ship, and make sure NOTHING is out of place, or missing!" Fury was nothing if not thorough.
Banner and Pym looked at each other nervously, but they both chuckled. The worst seemed to be over.
"This has been fun, but I think I'll head back to my lab now," Pym said, wiping his forehead. "I was working on some very cool stuff over there, so if you could just land this thing when you get the chance…" Fury whirled on him.
"Are you out of your mind? This blackout was no coincidence! Someone planed this, and landing the Hellicarrier might just be what they want us to do. For the moment, you're staying put." Banner gave Pym a sympathetic shrug.
"You know he's right, Hank. SHIELD can't allow an evil villain to escape, or board the Hellicarrier." Pym sighed. He knew it was logical, but he belonged in his lab. It was safer there, for one thing.
"If you have no objections, I'll go to the lounge to grab some coffee, then," Pym said testily. When Fury didn't object, he left, the automatic doors making a loud noise. Fury made a mental noise to fix that. First priority was getting the comms back up, though. He had no idea if Iron Man was fine or not.
The door opened again, making that terrible noise. It grated on Fury's nerves. Bruce gasped in the background. Confused but alert, Fury turned around, and saw Baron Zemo enter the room. Fury;s ind whirled. Zemo was supposed to be dead, twice now!
Back with Black Widow, she was fending off Bullseye, but it took a bit of multi-tasking. He would attack her with martial arts, she would retaliate, but then he would try to throw her off balance by flicking various sharp or blunt objects at her. She would dodge, he would lunge at her, and the process would be reversed.
They were both breathing heavy, but unlike Bullseye, who wore that full-body suit, her sweating body was more noticeable. Bullseye smirked.
"Getting tired, are we?" he huffed, his shoulders heaving up and down. She shook her head.
"You're a fine one to talk!" she snapped as she suddenly dashed towards the door behind her. Surprised that she would ditch her ally, Bullseye paused for a moment before chasing her. She was fast!
As she went out the door, he suddenly lost sight of her, which was strange, as he had 10/10 vision. As his body exited the room, he felt two legs surround his neck. His eyes widened as he realized his mistake: she had hidden above the door, waiting for him! Before he could do anything, he realized he couldn't breathe; she had her legs wrapped around his throat. After a few moments, he blacked out.
Widow was tempted to keep squeezing, but since whoever they were facing could apparently raise the dead, it was actually safer to keep Bullseye alive. Now THAT's a thought. She smiled wryly. Then Hawkeye ran in, bow at the ready.
"Natasha, I'll save you….oh wait, what?" he looked around, confused. Widow couldn't help the small laugh that erupted from her lips.
"Sorry for your macho pride, but I took care of Bullseye. You can save me next time, maybe," she said, one corner of her mouth upturned. Hawkeye blushed. Then Widow got serious again.
"Hill needs medical assistance, though. We need a medic."
Back at the space weapon, Iron Man was flying around in circles, desperately trying to dodge the dangerous looking energy blasts fired from Ronan's stupid hammer. It wasn't fair! Ronan had super strength AND projectiles? Tony gritted his teeth. He had that too!
He fired a bunch of homing missiles at Ronan. As they were about to engulf him, Ronan swung his hammer with enough force to send the missiles flying towards various walls. Luckily, the space station held together.
"Yield, human. Clearly, you are no match for my strength," Ronan commanded. Unfortunately, Tony thought, he has a point!
To Be Continued!
Author's Notes:
Action, action, action! I'm not a fan of Pym, but I want to give him a role later, so I'll try to keep my bias in check!
I do like Black Widow though, so I had to give her at least one more kick-butt scene, of course!
The next chapter should have a really big scene! I hope you guys look forward to that one (and review/favorite this one!). I hope I'm doing well so far!