After Decathlon Practice, Peter tried his best not to pay attention to Danielle's odd behavior (to be truthful, he'd tried his hardest not to pay attention to her every move after the fire incident on the roof) but he found himself failing miserably.

Instead of instantly heading out to do his vigilante-thing, he followed after Danielle once practice got out. He noticed she seemed to be in a rush, then again, wasn't she always? It was like deja vu all over again — she'd check her phone, freak out, say that she's 'fine' if anyone asked her about it, then she'd just run off like she had somewhere to be. And then, that was usually when she would disappear for a few days, or a week, or a month. Where did she go? What was so important she had to ghost her friends, leave behind her team, and ditch him at the Banquet?

Peter was trying to find answers to these questions as he sneakily followed Danielle from the school building out to the school bleachers they had always used to hang out at. He was right in her tail as she turned the corner and was out of his sight for not even a slit second, but by the time Peter turned the same corner, she was gone.

"What?" The teenage boy gaped, spinning around in circles trying to catch a glimpse of her anywhere, but she was truly and completely gone. As I'd she had just vanished into thin air or 'poofed' like a magician. This was exactly like that time at Winter Formal, only this time he knew for sure she had just vanished into thin air... But, how?!

In Lagos, Nigeria, Jack Harper sat beside his sister, Wanda. This had been one of their first few low-profile missions and it was going well so far. After the police station robbery in Lima, Peru made by Rumlow, it was only a matter of time before the team caught wind of his next target in Lagos.

Despite the fact that what Rumlow was doing was wrong and dangerous, Jack still felt his blood boil at the thought of everything the man had done to his family, to his mother, to his little sister, to him. But, he had to keep it all in. He knew better than this. He was an Avenger, a hero. He wasn't here for revenge, he was herefor justice, lawful justice. Rumlow wasn't going to die today, he was going to get what he deserved — an eternity behind bars for his crimes.

"Hey," Wanda's soft voice broke him out of his trance. Jack looked up at her, releasing his clenched fists and softening his gaze. "Are you alright?" She asked, worry coating her voice.

"Yeah," Jack replied. "Just... uncomfortable in these jeans on a mission, you know?" He wasn't lying. Since it was a low-profile mission, him and Wanda were sent t scope out the target without being recognized. Mening no suit, which left the pair of enhanced individuals with only some jeans, boots, a dark colors shirt and different colored coats to make them look inconspicuous. Jack, however, thought he looked like some creep in his tight dark jeans and navy blue V-neck shirt.

Wanda pursed her lips. She wasn't buying his lame excuse for a single moment. "You do know I'm psychic, right?"

Jack chuckled as the waitress of the cafe they were seated at returned with their drinks they had ordered prior to make them look like normal civilians. Wanda gave her a small 'thank you' as she began to rip open a pack of sugar to pour into her drink. Jack shook his head as he stirred his own drink with a spoon before lifting it to his lips. He took a sip and cringed. "Ehk," he gagged, lowering the cup back into the table. "Remind me to never let you order me something with the words 'green' or 'tea'."

Wanda stirred her own drink with a spoon and have Jack a pointed look after taking a sip. "You're avoiding the subject," she stated bluntly.

Jack opened his mouth when someone over the intercoms in him and Wanda's ears cut him short. "Alright, what do you see?" Steve asked, unseen from the public eye, but Jack and Wanda were aware of his position in the building up above in full uniform (safe to say, Jack was a bit envious).

Both Jack and Wanda exchanged glances. His was a victorious smile, getting out of yet another conversation he'd rather not have wit his sister, while hers was a glare and promise that they'd continue it later.

Their gazes broke apart and turned towards their main focus: the police station across the street. "Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street," Wanda listed off.

Jack went into full-mission mode as he took it all in an added, "It's a good target. Fits his M.O."

There was a small huff of agreement on the other line followed by Steve's statement, "There's an ATM in South corner, which means..." He trailed off, letting them fill in the blanks.

"Cameras," Jack answered a split second before Wanda could.

"Both cross streets are one way..."

Now, it was Wanda's turn to answer. "So, compromised escape routes."

"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen; he isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out," Steve stated, a dark after tone setting in at the end of his statement didn't go unnoticed by anyone over comms, especially Jack. He clenched his jaw and quickly drank the disgusting drink Wanda had got him to use as a distraction from the double meaning of the Captain's words.

Thankfully, the conversation quickly shifted when Steve added a follow up question, "You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?"

Wanda and Jack peered over the opposite direction at the red car parked just beside the police station. Wanda turned back to make sure she didn't raise any alarms to the guards outside the station as she ducked her head and replied, "Yeah, the red one? It's cute."

Jack chuckled. "It would make a great first car for Dani once we start teaching her how to drive. Boy, that's gonna be a nightmare." Wanda gave him an amused look.

"It's also bulletproof," a new voice chimed over the airwaves. "Which means private security, which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody – probably us."

"You guys know I can move things with my mind, right?" Wanda asked in a somewhat cocky manner as she took a sip of her drink, Jack chuckling at his sister's sassy antics.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature," Natasha replied to which both siblings did as she instructed only find the redhead out of uniform and seated at her own table a few yards away, smirking at them.

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid," a new voice chimed in over comms. Wanda and Jack turned back to their table and chuckled at the Falcon's antics. He was unseen, but Jack was well aware of his location on the roof of the building they were just below (also in his uniform and gear, much to Jack's displeasure).

"Not to my face," Natasha retorted to Sam's remarks. "Why? Did you hear something?"

Jack chuckled into his hand as he tried to cover up his mouth as he spoke. "I fear for whoever dares to talk about you behind your back," he responded on his own end, Wanda giving him a pointed glance while a smile played at her lips.

The team shared collective laughs on the intercoms until Steve's authoritive voice broke in, "Eyes on target, folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in six months. I don't wanna lose him."

Jack shifted uncomfortable in his chair, Wanda's eyes softening as she watched her brother internally struggle, trying to hold all his irrational feelings inside so he could concentrate. She could practically feel the inner-war raging within him, and that was without having to use her psychic ability.

"Huh. If he sees us coming that won't be a problem," Sam replied to Steve, a smile clear in his voice as he added, "He kinda hates us."

For a moment, Jack tried not to dig his nails into the small plate underneath his cup of tea, but the sound of HIS name alone made it hard for Jac to really think straight. JE was so trapped in his own mind, he hadn't noticed Wanda when she reached out and took one of his hands in her own. He turned to her and she bowed her head, allowing her hair to fall in her face as her eyes began to glow scarlet. Jack glanced down at their intertwined hands and saw a small red glow appear between them. A relaxing sense of calmness came upon Jack and he let out a heavy sigh. He could do this, he thought to himself. He could do this.

Just then, Steve came back over comms sounding more urgent. "Sam, see that garbage truck? Tag it." Meanwhile, on the ground, Wanda released Jack's hand as the mission really began and they needed to be on high alert. The pair calmly glanced around their surroundings searching for the truck Steve had been talking about, but coming up empty handed.

That was until Sam's reply came in, "That truck's loaded for max weight and the driver's armed."

"It's a battering ram," Natasha breathed out in conclusion.

Jack and Wanda sat up straight in their chairs, their eyes scanning around for the truck. "Go now," Steve ordered.

"What?" Jack asked in the same instant Wanda added, "Why?" Both enhanced still extremely confused as to what was going on, where this garbage truck was, and why they were going to pursue it away from the police station they were supposed to be scouting?

"He's not hitting the police," Steve explained in a rush before both Jack and Wanda stood from the table. Jack dropped a quick five bucks beside their unfinished drinks before the pair rushed off out of the cafe and into an alleyway. Up above, Jack watched as Sam's suit jumped off from the roof and landed beside them.

"What the hell do you mean he isn't hitting the police? That's his M.O., why change it now?" Jack asked as soon as the Captain came dashing out of the building they were beside from a nearby door.

"Not sure," he huffed in response. "But there's another government compound just down the block in the direction that garbage truck was headed. We need to get there – now."

Sam, Wanda, and Jack all nodded in agreement. "Nat's already on her way to find her bike," Sam explained. "Need a lift?" He asked Cap. Steve nodded before the Falcon suit lifted off, Steve jumping and grabbing onto Sam's arms as they flew away.

As the pair departed, Jack looked to his sister. "You can still sorta fly, right?" He asked.

Wanda shrugged. "Sort of, yes."

Jack chuckled before they both began to run in the same direction that Sam and Steve had taken off to. As soon as they were running out of the alley, Jack latched onto Wanda's waist just as she threw a ball of scarlet mist beneath them that lifted them off the ground into the air.

On the opposite side of the city, Danielle had just gotten off her second plane that day. After landing in Accra, Ghana, Danielle had taken a second plane from there to Lagos, Nigeria. By the time she landed, it was nearing nine in the morning, meaning she had very little time.

Danielle had sped through the boarding areas after the plane landed and paid no mind to the people staring at the petite, white girl pushing through people and speed walking through the airport with nothing but a duffel bag slung over her shoulder. It didn't take long for Danielle to find the information desk at the entrance of the airport, but the moment she was met by the receptionist behind the desk, she realized that she didn't know any of the languages here. Oh, crap.

Instead of attempting to even check the little pamphlet and translated they had on the rack beside the desk, Daniele skimmed through the maps of the city until she found one printed in English. She flipped through until she spotted what she was looking for, the Lagos City Police Department, located a few miles from where she was from.

Without a second glance to the receptionist behind the desk or anyone else she pushed past to get to the exit, Danielle dashed out of the airport and made a mad dash to the nearest alleyway. Once hidden from the prying eyes of the public, Danielle ripped off the top layers of her clothing, leaving her standing behind a dumpster in leggings and a navy blue muscle tee. She discarded her clothing into the duffel and pulled out her suit.

After changing and zipping everything up and leaving her duffel behind the trash bin, Dani put on her mask and pulled her hair up, running from the alley and teleporting from rooftop to rooftop until she came upon the roof of the police station. But as soon as she landed, the familiar sound of something flying prompted the teen to glance up only to find Sam's Falcon pack flying across the sky away from the station towards what seemed to be a larger, more compact building. They figured it out. They figured out Rumlow wasn't robbing the police station... But were they in time?

Danielle quickly began to dash along side the four flying figures in the sky she noted as Sam flying with Steve hanging below him and Wanda lifting Jack with her powers all going in the same direction. As Danielle came closer to the compound, she also noticed the damaged entrance where a large rolled over truck lay to the side of. This must've been how Rumlow and his men got in to this fortified area.

Dani teleported from across the street directly onto the roof of one of the buildings and watched from above as Wanda worked her magic to pull gas out of the building. Sam was behind her, shooting at mercenaries behind two vehicles while using his shape-shifting wings as a shield from the retaliating bullets. And Jack was beside him, shooting out little balls of yellow lightning to the cars, trying to hit the men behind them. But, Danielle still couldn't spot neither Steve or Rumlow.

That was until she caught sight of multiple armored men swinging down a zip line to land on a car off to the side of the building. Suddenly, time stopped and Danielle saw as one man out of the rest stood out. He wore large, bulky armor with a skull-like mask. His chest plate had a distinct symbol on it with two large white marks intersecting, making an 'X'. It was him, she could feel it in the pit of her stomach that twisted at the sight. She couldn't let him get away.

Without another moment to waste, the teenage girl jumped from the ledge and ran across the courtyard, past Jack, Wanda, and Sam – who still had no idea she was even there – and towards where the AMV was, the men, including Rumlow, all packing up.

But, it seemed like she wasn't the only one perusing Rumlow by the van. Just then, Danielle caught sight of a familiar red-head on the back of a motorbike driving forward until it skidded on its side. Natasha jumped off and launched the bike into one of the men, jumping onto another as she bounded into a deadly dance with multiple men at the same time.

Danielle was almost towards the AMV when Natasha jumped not the hood of the van and launched one of her 'Spider Bites' at the remaining man. Once his body hit the ground, Danielle began to slow down. Where had Rumlow gone?

Her questions was immediately answered when the burly, armored man jumped off the roof of the van to grab ahold of Natasha and yank her to her feet. Natasha immediately responded by through a few punches and kicks and finally delivering a spider bite to the neck on his open flesh just below the neck. Danielle watched triumphantly, but the smile faded when she realized it had no affect on him whatsoever. How...?

"I don't work like that no more," Rumlow all but growled at Natasha as if to answer Danielle's direct thoughts. The teenage girl was frozen in place out of shock in horror and all she could do was watch as Rumlow dragged Natasha up the roof of the car and dropped her into the top hatch in the back. It wasn't until Rumlow pulled a grenade off his belt and dropped it in after her that Danielle finally snapped out of her trance.

Rumlow had jumped off the AMV and was on his way towards another, but Danielle paid no mind. She had to help Natasha first. The first thing Danielle did was teleport to the top of the AMV and attempt to pull it open. It was no use, it was locked and sealed into place and she had no time to try and pry it open with her powers. Second thing she did, she tried to open the back, still locked. And finally, the last resort, Danielle closed her eyes, disappearing from outside the van and reappearing inside just beside Natasha as she held up an armored body in front of her as a shield.

Everything happened in the same moment in time. The second Danielle appeared beside Natasha, she was reaching out to grab onto her beige coat. Just as he fingers were latched on, Danielle shut her eyes and focused. Not on the grenade ticking a few feet away, not on the murderer getting away, and not on anything else but the outside of the van.

And it worked.

One second Danielle and Natasha were inside the van, and the next they were both falling onto the grass just outside the back hatch. Once they landed, Natasha looked looked at Danielle in confusion, unsure of what just happened. But the moment was fleeting as the grenade exploded from behind them, the back of the van erupting in flames and smoke as Natasha used her body as a shield for Danielle, both girls ducking down and Danielle yelping from the sound.

The explosion passed and Danielle and Natasha both slowly began to pull themselves up. The first thing Natasha did was yank off the golden mask Dani wore and ask incredulously, "Danielle?!"

All the brunette could do was look between the demolished back of the van where she had been only a second earlier and back at Natasha with wide eyes. "I've never teleported another person before..." she remarked in shock and awe, still unsure how she even managed that. Natasha was still looking at the girl with an unreadable expressin as a small laugh broke from her lips. "I can't believe that worked," she chuckled and shook her head.

It wasn't until Natasha jumped to her feet and yanked Danielle up with her did the teenage girl finally realize she was in deep trouble. "What are you doing here?" The redheaded ex-assassin demanded. "You're supposed to be in New York, how did you even know where to look for us?"

Danielle shrugged and grimaced. "I, uh... It's a long story. I-" Danielle had not time to explain when explosions began to blow up a few yards away in the building. Danielle and Natasha immediately ducked, their eyes scanning across the courtyard of the building to see the ATV Rumlow had gotten in driving away with the top hatch open and a large weapon on the top where Rumlow was shooting grenades at the building from. He shot and shot and shot until Danielle caught sight of a figure falling out from the end. Her heart stopped for a moment when she recognized the star emblem on the figure's chest. "Steve!"

Dani started to run over towards him when Natasha quickly yanked her back by her wrist and looked her dead in the eye as she ordered, "Stay. Put."

"But-but-" She stammered, on the brink of tears from the sight of Steve being thrown out of a building by an explosion. What had she just gotten herself into?

Natasha gripped the girl's shoulders as she repeated in a low tone, "I said stay put. Understand?" Danielle glanced between the direction of where Steve had landed and back to her smoldering green glare before nodding. Natasha sighed before letting her go and running off towards the discarded motorbike she had arrived on. Danielle could only watch in silence as the ex-assassin started up the vehicle and sped away without so much as a fleeting glance.

The brunette remained put, staring at all the destruction around her. From the dead (or partially dead) bodies lying on the concrete, to the fiery ATV beside her, and the gas being spewed up in the sky by Wanda just across the courtyard, it was all a mess. A large streaming pot of chaos brewed by one man's vengeance. And what was Danielle doing – standing in the midst of it and taking no action to stop it?

Danielle glanced down at the ground. Her golden mask lay in the grass where Natasha had thrown it. She knelt down to pick it up, holding the worn out thing in her hands. Was this what her life had come to? Standing to the side while everyone else took to the front lines in a war that she was apart of? That wasn't what heroes did. And that's what she was, right? A hero? Then why was she not helping? Because Natasha told her to? Because Jack told her to stay out of it? Because Wanda didn't want to see her hurt? Because Steve thought she was just a kid? No!

She would no longer be set to the side. She would no longer be put on the back burner. This was her fight. This was a man with the means of hurting her friends, family, and teammates and she was not going to let his rage control her grief – control her life.

Danielle Harper had died nearly five years ago when her and her family went missing from their home in Slovakia, but today was the day she returned. New and improved. A clean slate. She wasn't just a puppet in anyone's game, or a pawn in someone's game of chess. She was a hero.

A new fire burning in the core of her body, Danielle put the golden mask back on and started off in the direction Natasha had been heading after Rumlow in the ATV, leaving Wanda back at the Institute still clearing out the gas.

Thankfully, it didn't take very long for Danielle to find where the rest of the team had went when the sound of an explosion echoed through the streets of Lagos. The brunette's head whipped around as she had flown up to a rooftop for a better view of the area. While up above, she spotted a plume of smoke coming in the direction of some sort of market place. That's where they had to be.

After another few teleporting tricks, she managed to land in the market area with ease. She landed just beside what seemed to be the abandoned AMV Rumlow had been in, but it was empty. All around it was black armored gear the men had been wearing and a few yards away was what looked like Steve's shield.

Danielle's stomach dropped to the floor. "Oh, God..." she muttered in horror as she took a few steps closer to examine the discarded shield. She was almost there when the sounds of screams and loud crashes caught her attention off to her left.

It was like she was in an action movie. Like John Wick, or Die Hard (Jack and Pietro loved those types of films). Danielle was watching from a distance as two burly figures fought a few yards away in a large clearing between the small shops of the market place. Punches were being thrown, legs were being kicked, grunts filled the air, and the adrenaline was high. Danielle could almost hear her own heartbeat as she slowly approached the two men fighting. One of them was Rumlow, and the other was Steve, both fighting like their lives depended on it.

Just then, Rumlow in his large, armored suit, pushed Steve up against the concrete wall, holding him in place with a large gauntlet he wore on his wrist. Danielle couldn't make out the rough words out of the mercenary's mouth, but she saw the fear in Steve's wide eyes when Crossbones pulled his second gauntlet up to reveal a large blade coming out of it. Danielle wanted to scream out, but the words got caught in her throat when the blade came ramming towards the Captain's face. Luckily, Steve ducked out of the way just in time, his face being missed by the blade as Rumlow plunged it into the concrete wall behind him instead.

Steve ripped the gauntlet off of Rumlow's arm and pushed him back a few steps. Rumlow quickly caught his footing as Steve threw down the first gauntlet. But, Crossbones had more tricks up his sleeve as his second gauntlet produced another large blade. He swung once, then twice, before Danielle finally intervened.

She wasn't sure what came over her, but her arms quickly shot up; one hand to mimick the invisible force of her powers beneath Rumlow's legs, and the second one pushing him away from Cap a few yards back with a force that made it look like he had been hit by a speeding vehicle.

In shock, Steve's eyes quickly scanned the area, and when they landed on Danielle everything came to a halt. What was she doing here? How did she get here? What was going on? How had she found him and the team? What was he going to do to kee her away from Rumlow?

While Steve worked on the many questions racking his brain, Danielle couldn't take her eyes off the knocked down man a few yards away in the ground. She slowly lowered her arms and made her way over, Steve quick to follow after her.

When the pair both made it towards him, he was slowly lifting himself up to where he was sat on both his knees as he tore off his mask. Danielle saw the back of his head and hesitated to go forward. She had seen many pictures of him from his SHIELD files, but after the fall, the files also said that he suffered a severe accident that... deformed his face. Was she ready to see the monster under the mask? Was he?

After setting aside her inner turmoil, Danielle took those last few steps to get around him, and when she finally saw him, she couldn't deny the fact that her pale skin broke out into a million goosebumps or that a shiver ran down her spine. The vivid descriptions of his face from the many files did the man no justice. It was red and burnt and scarred. It was horrid. If he hadn't murdered her mother, turned her into a killer, or ordered a hit on her family, then she would almost feel pity for the man, but instead, she felt that it wasn't near enough punishment for what he really deserved.

Rumlow narrowed his eyes at the young masked girl that approached him. "What are you supposed to be?" He scoffed, his voice hoarse and slightly out of breath. "Some sort of trainee?" Danielle didn't answer, she couldn't. The many words she wanted to as and the questions she wanted to ask somehow couldn't form enough for her to make a coherent sentence, so she remained silent.

Rumlow narrowed his eyes even more, staring deep into her brown eyes. It was then that a smile creeped its way onto his face and realization sunk in. "I know those eyes..." Danielle flinched and shuddered at the thought of Rumlow identifying her mother by her eyes, making her wonder how much they were acquainted. "You're too small to be Allison. Which makes you her little girl..." His grin was wide now and Danielle was met by it when her eyes opened again. "Hi, sweetheart."

Danielle flinched again. But instead of staying silent, her mind was finally able to grant her her voice again as she spoke in a whisper tone, "Why?"

"'Why' what?" He prompted.

"Why..." Danielle's voice cracked and she shuddered, her fists clenched and her eyes stinging with tears that were threatening to fall. Steve watched from beside her in pain, wishing he could help her in someway, but this seemed like the only way she could ever get real closure for what she had gone through. Danielle swallowed the lump in her throat before trying again. "Why didn't you just kill her in the first place?"

Steve blinked in surprise. That wasn't the question he had been expected. And apparently, neither had Rumlow. The mercenary stared blankly at her before breaking into laughter. "Because... HYDRA takes every opportunity they can, sweetheart. Your Mom was the perfect candidate," he explained. "And from what I heard from the Sokovian scientists, so were you." He smiled at her and she made a face of disgust from behind her mask.

"And what then?" Danielle continued. "She didn't do as you said so you killed her?"

Rumlow tilted his head at that, his grin disappearing as he asked, "Killed her?" He scoffed. "I didn't touch a hair on that bitch's head... But I wish I had," he barked out in laughter as Danielle gasped and her eyes widened in horror, the tears returning to her eyes just as Steve stepped in.

The soldier had had enough as he pushed himself between Danielle and Rumlow, gripping the front of his armored chest plate to lift him up. "Who's your buyer?" The Captain growled.

Rumlow could only smile up at him as he replied, "You know, he knew you. Your pal, your buddy, your Bucky."

Danielle, still reeling from Rumlow's earlier remarks about her mother, turned her head back to the conversation at hand when Rumlow spat out the familiar name. Bucky... Danielle had heard Sam and Steve talk about someone named 'Bucky' from time to time, but she never paid much mind to it. The real question was, who was he?

Apparently someone important, Danielle concluded from the way Steve momentarily stiffened before his fists tightened harder around Rumlow's front collar as he pulled him closer to his face. "What did you say?" Steve asked, gritting his teeth in fiery anger.

"He remembered you," Rumlow replied, unaffected by the Captain's low tone of voice which was usually a sign he meant business. "I was there. He got all weepy about it. 'Til they put his brain back in a blender," Rumlow continued, Danielle watching the clear affect it had in Steve as his facial features grew hurt and worried while his eyes became distant as if he was looking into the past while experiencing the present. "He wanted you to know something. He said to me, 'please tell Rogers, when you gotta go, you gotta go'."

Just then, Rumlow lifted his head slightly as his signature wicked smile fell back onto his lips. He opened his mouth once more to deliver the final words Danielle and Steve or anyone for that matter would ever hear from him again, "And you're coming with me."

It all happened so quickly.

Danielle had noticed the movement of Rumlow's right hand beneath his chest plate a split second before Steve had, the soldier being a bit busy with whatever Rumlow was distracted him with. She watched as he pulled out a small wired device, his thumb pressing down on it hard. Steve then caught sight just before it was pressed, but it was too late. He quickly released the man, but quickly shut his eyes, waiting for the inevitable blast to consume him...

... but it never came.

Just when Rmlow had pressed the trigger on the device, Danielle staggered forward. "No!" She had cried out as both her hands shot up, her powers emitting from within her to stretch out towards Rumlow, encasing him with the invisible force she had used to knock him down earlier. The moment her powers were encasing him, an equally powerful force erupted from his chest in a ball of flames. Danielle gasped as she fought with her mind to keep the explosion at bay. The flames were beating down against her invisible shield and Danielle was straining herself, a large pain in her head growing with each moment she spent slowly losing grip on the burning ball of fire.

She was losing grip, she was going to lose her focus. Her powers weren't strong enough—No! She wasn't strong enough. Her mind couldn't take this, all this force. It was like when Jack had shot her with all that power during training, or when she had lifted that meteor. She slowly felt her insides begin to feel as if they were burning, the sensations causing her to feel as though a part of her was coming undone.

Danielle wasn't aware of it at the time, but her eyes were beginning to glow a bright gold. Steve, however, did notice and he could only watch in horror as Danielle struggled to contain both the explosion... and herself.

That was until a new layer of protection wrapped around the explosion.

Red plasma mist quickly wrapped itself into a protective bubble around Danielle's invisible shield. Danielle felt the force being lifted off of her for a moment, as if someone was lending her a hand. She gasped and quickly spun around to see Wanda and Jack standing a few yards away from her. Jack stared at her, with wide eyes of horror and shock, while Wanda strained just as much as she had. Wanda... Wanda was holding in the explosion-

SNAP!

Suddenly, something shifted. Danielle was so caught up in the arrival of her siblings she had lost focus and her powers were beginning to falter. She had released the explosion, leaving all that force in the hands of Wanda. It was like a million bricks falling off a cliff and falling right through Danielle and right into Wanda's grasp... and it was too much to handle.

"Gah!" Wanda cried as she attempted to wrangle in all that power, but it was too much. She immediately knew she couldn't contain the explosion, and did the only thing her powers were able to do: launch it up and away from the people. But in the heat of the moment, her hands swung the ball of fire up, up, up, up... and straight into a nearby building.

Danielle watched in slow motion as the ball of flames wrapped in scarlet was launched straight into the building, the impact shaking the earth around her and the sound blasting through the airwaves. Danielle instantly ducked down in fear that something might hit her.

While her head was bowed down, her hair came to cover itself around her face like a curtain hiding her from the outside world, much like the mask she wore. She couldn't see the damage done yet, but she could see people in her peripheral vision running, their screams ringing in her ears and the smell of fire and smoke filling her nostrils. Slowly, Danielle lifted her head and saw what had become of Rumlow's explosion.

A large portion of the building was charred, fire encasing it like an inferno. Small specks of dust, charred paint, embers, ashes, and pieces of paper came fluttering down onto the people below.

Everything seemed to stop in time for Danielle as her feet remained glued to the ground and her eyes stayed fixated on the building. She had to do something, there were people still inside... But what could she do? The damage was done.

Steve was the first to take action while the other three enhanced individuals remained in silent shock and horror. "Sam," he said breathlessly into his comms, his eyes also trained on the burning building. "We need... fire and rescue... on the south side of the building. We gotta get up there." And with that, Steve went straight back to doing what he did best: saving lives. But before he completely disappeared back int action, spun around to Jack. "Get them to the jet. Now," he ordered.

Jack, who was able to break free of the fear-induced trance Wanda and his sister were still stuck in, nodded, watching as the soldier departed.

Beside him, his sister was still lost on another planet, still frozen in time. One question remained in her mind as she looked around at all the chaos and discord surrounding her:

Was it worth it?

A/N: *crawls out from underneath a rock* Oh, why hi there! An update, you say? Woahhhh. Yeah, I got another one up and running. Also: WHO THE FUCK HEARD ABOUT THE NEW SPIDERMAN: far from home trailer? AHHHHH. Someone leaked the description and I. Am. D E A D. I'm here for it, I'm ready, but at the same time,... I'm not.

Answers to questions regarding this chapter.

Uh, one, why not just have Steve allow Danielle to come on the mission? Well, MANY reasons. One, she isn't ready 'power' wise (as we can clearly see). Two, she'd probably be too emotionally involved with this like Jack, maybe more so because we all know who the favorite child of the two was when it came to their mother. And three, y'all really think Steve is just gonna put his 'kid' in danger?Ha! Sike!

Two, how was Danielle able to teleport both her and Natasha? Well, as Dani stated, she'd never done that before. This moment signifies a type of shift in her powers and her dynamic with them and will be mentioned later on.

And... I think that's it. Review any other questions cause I just like explaining why I do stuff. Never thought I'd say that (well, technically type) before. :)

Chapter songs: Sucker For Pain by Imagine Dragons, Logic, Lil Wayne, X Ambassadors, Wiz Khalifa and Ty Dolla $ign and Play With Fire by Sam Tinnesz

Reviews:

KingPenguinJG: Aw, thanks. Glad you're liking it. OMG, comparing Dani to Miles Morales just made my heart grow like ten times larger in size. Thanks so much. Holy shit, I just realized now that Danielle and Franklin Richards really do have similar power sets. Right down to the teleporting too, damn. Didn't realize that until now. Ha! Don't we all, but like I said – slow burn. They'll get closer during this Civil War Arc bc this Civil War Arc... Oof, it's gonna be angsty and drama filled and action filled. Prepare. Yay, glad you like her. I have lots of fun just sort f writing her or mentioning her. So glad you want more, your wish has been my command for a while because she plays a large role in this story. Not gonna tell you what happens, when it happens, or how it affects anyone, but just prepare. And to answer your question about her knowing about Thanos through the Mind Stone. I feel like I can answer this one without giving anything away, but Eris does have some knowledge to the point that she is aware of something big coming – kind of like Thor's dream in AoU, she knows something is coming, but not what or who – but when Thanos does start to show his face, she'll be well aware of it because Eris and Danielle play very large role and their relationship as a whole does. So, yeah. Definitely look out for that. Ooh, I heard about that. I'm kind of scared that Sony is gonna start ruining Marvel. Like they already spoiled Spiderman's resurrection which sort of ruined his ending for me personally in IW, but hopefully Marvel gets their shit together and swipes SM before Sony can ruin him anymore. But my AU won't really divert any huge canon things, so until SM and Venom cross over I probably won't do it. But thnx for the suggestion. But, for another SM comic crossover, I am adding in an anti-hero that will play a large role that's from the comics. So, yeah. Long reply to that lengthy review. Thanks again so much. See ya next time!

Incorrect Quote of the Chapter:

Peter: Today's forecast, we can clearly see, that somebody got me fucked up.

Peter: *staring intently at Dani* Fucked. Up.

[Another!]

Wanda: Give me one good reason why we shouldn't keep up with the Kardashians.

Jack: I'll give you five good reasons: Kim... Kamber... Klondike... and the little ones, Krispey and Kreme.

Danielle: It's Kim, Kourtney, Khloe, Kylie, and Kendall.

Jack: That mother has some nerve naming a kid who's probably never even read a book 'Kindle'.

Also, a Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it and Happy Late Hanukkah and I think Happy Kwanzaa bc I know it's in a few days. Also, Happy New Year, but I'll be posting a day before New Years so, I'll see you before next year. XD. IM SORRY! I HAD TO MAKE THE JOKE! JUST ONCE, I SWEAR! I WON'T DO IT AGAIN!