Riley circles back around the building she's found herself in. With her senses heightened, she's searching for Linda and zeroed in on her target.

In her mind's eye, she can see it clearly; There are a couple fifty HYDRA still on her floor based on the chaotic breached thoughts clouding her mind.

Over Riley's communicator there's a brief ruckus from Tony Stark, something about how he recognizes Natasha's voice.

Riley cringes in disgust, tears the communicator from her ear to throw it on the ground. It's far too many voices all at once and she needs to focus.

Footsteps are charging in her direction from the south east. Her right corner. They're boots- size 12. Nothing the SHIELD agents would wear based on the sound alone. Multiple echoes tell her it's a charge.

She whips out her weapon and takes them head on upon breaching their mind for confirmation.

She recognizes a word one of the figures keeps using- it's the Czech word for bomb on repeat. In breaching once more Riley gets an exact location for Linda. Or at least a familiar figure description from this individual's memory.

The strong-willed, intelligent, orphan turned Black Widow prodigy heads down the hall. With a heavy swallow and her hand on the wall her temperature rises.

Riley takes an inhale and holds it- she counts to ten and exhales heavily. She can hear Linda's thoughts. It's one big puzzle. She judges the echo next and taps her side for her pistol…

Riley can assess a clear shot. There is no confusion. It's an open path- probably with some metal rafters based on the reverberations.

For a moment, Riley contemplates her next move. Should she fire her weapon and get the clean shot she believes she can, Linda is dead.

Suddenly she's 13 again…chasing Linda at Avengers tower. Chasing her friend at the Center…

…She's playing her guitar and Linda is drumming over her shoulder in the dark turquoise colored room they shared a bunk in.

…They're in the back of Natasha's car, spilling caramel coffee on her brand new seats or scraping the car next to them because they've flung the doors open far too wide yet again.

…Linda is trying to murder one of Riley's bullies for even coming within six feet of her 'sister'.

…It's 2am on some random Thursday night and Linda is in tears over being rejected by another family she's inadvertently sabotaged due to suppressed anger.

"So if you were Clint, you would've shot me?" -Damn Natasha Romanoff

Riley drops her hand from off her weapon and analyzes the area as best as she can. By laying a hand on the ground and brushing a foot forward she tries to maintain her balance and assess the current situation. What looks like a 'hero pose' to some bystander is a tool for the young woman- another hand me down from Romanoff.

Riley takes a breath and musters up enough strength to call out to her friend;

"Linda!"

The woman with the tight blonde bun shamelessly lifts her own weapon towards Riley upon her entry;

"Stay back! Or I'll have to shoot."

Riley steps forward, tossing her weapon into the center of the room as takes her stance, "You won't."

"I will."

"You don't sound like a HYDRA agent. They don't warn," Riley starts, standing up from the ground with her ears on her target. She waits, in her widow uniform with the center icon turned teal and two long straight bangs falling from her bun and over her eye.

Riley continues, "You won't hurt me. We both want the same thing."

"You hunted me," Linda grinds her teeth, still holding her weapon high.

"Because you targeted my family. You did this to yourself. It's your own fault."

"Because you chose to become the enemy. You use your gift for the oppressors. We don't need heroes, it's a new world order. One that you don't yet understand-."

"Is that what they told you? You can make a different choice."

"This is my choice," Linda stubbornly keeps her voice emotionless.

Riley scoffs and shoves her hands into her pockets to ensure her hidden weapons are accessible, "I don't even have to breach your mind to know that this isn't what you want. We were made into weapons when we were in Russia. Locked in Alexei's mansion and then in some creepy basement. We were both targeted because they made us 'special'. I was sent to kill you. My mother expects a corpse and to be honest I've replayed this moment in my head a couple million times. But...I was talking with a friend recently; And like her, I want to believe that you're still you. Deep down. That when you look at me you still see your sister."

Linda cringes, when she looks at Riley.

"Why are you here if it's not to shoot me?"

"...I never wanted to be a hero. All I ever wanted was a family. You were and will always be, a part of my family. I needed to clear my conscience and try reaching you one more time," Riley tucks her chin, trying hard not to breach without permission.

She hates not knowing what's happening around her. Unaware that two other figures have appeared from the ceiling who urge Linda to shoot.

"You're too late," Linda clicks her weapon.

Riley takes a breath, remaining composed, "I had to try."

The blonde sets her weapon off, pivoting on her heel to incapacitate her own before they can get to Riley.

Natasha takes it as her signal and moves in with Steve, defending Linda and Riley- the foursome standing together.

Lucy is alert enough to process her surroundings. She is awake enough to recall the previous ten minutes and access her current predicament.

The chaos in the air, the location of her best friend. Of course Izabella would cliff dive for Lucy. And she's too numb to feel anything other than sore arms, burning thighs and heatstroke.

Natasha's yet to forgive Jameson for the feud that led to hurting Antonia. And explaining Izabella's demise sounds like a miserable conversation. Heck- if Bruce even lets Lucy get that close. The hulk might kill her before she can get the words out.

It's a situation she hopes to avoid and dodge entirely if she can hold her position for long enough.

Lucy is gritting her teeth in her struggle. Her wrists are burning and her heart is in her throat;

"Hey Izzy? I can't hold you forever!"

Izabella closes her mouth post shock and over trauma of hitting her head. Her knee is twisted and there's a pull in her back.

She's trying to catch enough air to push upwards and back onto a rock.

Mikhailov eventually regains her footing with Lucy's help, barely paying attention to the ranting daughter of the she-hulk in front of her who is panting just as hard.

"You're way heavier than you look,' Lucy doubles over with her head up, 'who told you it was acceptable to jump off cliffs?! It was Natasha wasn't it? Feels like something she'd do. Dive off of things just to send her fans into a mega depression."

Izabella huffs out an exhale and watches silently. Lucy is back. Her yellow eyes no longer glow when she looks up. Behind the color and the sarcasm she can see her friend. Izabella wraps her arms around Lucy.

"No tears you mush,' Lucy lifts a sore wrist to pat Izabella's back, 'You're such a hot mess. And you're unbelievably sweaty, it's disgusting."

The noises, screams, the thunder and the overall battle behind them causes the girls to separate within moments.

Lucy releases a sad sigh, "What'd I do this time? Other than almost kill you- Hang on, hold that thought for one second,' she pushes her friend hurling an attacker off the cliff, 'What is Loki- what is Loki- what is he doing?! What is he wearing- god! He has incredible taste."

"Loki is on our side…for now,' Izabella twists her wrist to assess the damage of her pulled tendon, 'Something is wrong with you-."

"Obviously."

"Can you stop throwing people over the cliff," Izabella takes an inhale and wiggles her fingers.

"He wasn't a person, he was a demigod. An evil one. What's wrong with your ankle?"

"Nothing."

"Don't worry. When they take me to court, Mom will have me claim insanity. Self defense charges,' she snorts, much to Izabella's disapproval, 'You're welcome?!"

"We are outnumbered,' Izabella tugs her necklace, crystal in hand, 'This was our second attempt."

Lucy's chin tilts upward, eyes on her friend's necklace.

Suddenly her mind is racing with a hint of bitterness in her tone, "You used…the stones?"

"One,' Izabella swallows hard and bites her lip, 'I'm sorry. You don't know what I saw. I had to rewind time by an-."

Jameson waits and studies her friend for honesty, "What's next?"

Izabella frowns, "Loki…told me…-I have an idea. I could replicate myself and try a mega warp. But…"

"At this point listening to Loki sounds dangerous, is that would you were going to say?"

"Yes."

"We could, piss me off? And I could use my mother's sick moves?"

"We would risk you changing again."

Lucy scoffs, "Listen, I trust Valkyrie but excluding that gorgeous goddess, who I still want to make out with, you're counting on a bunch of dudes to save us?! I don't think that's going to work! I love Uncle B and all but man! Men are hot as hell but, really, so dumb."

"We cannot let you change."

"Fine! Point taken- I agree! Ever play centipede? Ms Pac-Man? I have an idea but I'm going to need that crystal."

Izabella squeezes it between her fingers, "Lucy, I know what this means to you."

"Do you trust me or not? I have an idea. I once lost this street fight, right? And I stole the winnings out of his pocket- super easy. So I waved them in his face and then took off like a bandit, yeah? And ran him right into the police station-."

"Please! Focus!"

"-YOU'RE going to teleport me around the perimeter! The hulk, Valkyrie and Thor and- Loki- I guess, can help punch after we herd. Teleport me, dash me around! We'll hit our furthest points like the old games out on the courtyard of the center where Riley went blind- except you weren't there and now you are, and no one is going blind this time- We'll meet back at the cliff where you'll be the whole time, find a new hiding spot AND THEN you can project us to make it look like we're easy targets! Look! I swear it'll work but you've got to trust me! Okay?"

Izzy shuts her eyes and rips the crystal off her neck, slamming it into Lucy's hand and starts to warm up her fingers, "If you damage the red and green stones on this? I will kill you."

Lucy laughs, taking a few steps back, "Calm your tits."

"I want those back."

"I'll give them back, I promise."

Natasha shouts over her communicator, "Clint! If you can dismantle that weapon sometime soon-."

He bites back, his mouth full- presumably with a wire, 'Mm tryin!'

Natasha makes a call, addressing her troupe, "We're pulling out."

Garrett sighs heavily having only just arrived and fires a few arrows, "Of course! Because I just got here-."

"Out! Garrett!" Riley repeats Natasha's orders.

He stands proudly over hitting a target, "Woah! I hit something! Did you see that?!"

"I did," Natasha leads them forward.

"I heard it," Riley mumbles.

Sam sighs over his communicator, completely distraught, 'I lost Red Wing.'

'Don't worry Mr. Sam,' Peter weighs in, 'I can totally one hundred percent fix it! I'm sure Mr. Stark can help me! What happened to him anyways?'

Sam tries not to whine, 'Jen happened. Stomped on his little face.'

Natasha rolls her eyes, still fighting her own battle, 'What a tragedy.'

Riley pauses in her run, aware of Linda's presence. The girls coordinate in their moves to ward off the enemies in protection of their team.

Even if they're mid battle, Natasha can't hide her pride in watching the twosome work together.

Thor and Loki freeze in their fight while Korg waves to Lucy zipping by;

"Hello, new friend!"

"What is going on! She's normal again?!" Thor huffs, growing tired and more confused.

Loki points, "I believe she is being warped."

"Did you miss me!" Lucy yells in passing, green mist transporting her.

"No."

She's gone. Evaporated and onto her next target.

Thor makes his connections and points, "The girls would appear to be wrangling our foes! Come now. We must make our way toward the perimeter."

Loki pauses, shaking his head in terror over the hulk, "I am not fighting next to that thing."

Valkyrie threatens him with her sword, "Trust me, he doesn't want to be around you either."

The hulk laughs with a gloating grin, content to watch the demigod shiver in fear.

Loki whines, sticking a bit closer to Thor.

Lucy poofs back to Izabella, toying with the crystal in her hand.

Mikhailov collapses on the lawn, completely drained of her energy.

"Welp! Now we wait,' Lucy catches the crystal in a toss, 'Can you warp me to the hulk's back? I really want to climb up to his shoulders like Aunt Nat."

"No!" Izabella drops her chin, her hair a mess, blood still over her face when she sniffles.

"The bad guys are incomingggg! Sick. It worked," she tugs at her friend's arm just for Izabella to fall down.

Izabella looks up at her friend and sighs. Her vision is failing and her body is protesting.

Lucy panics a bit, "Up up up! Come on."

"I just warped for two hours straight, mixed a Norn Stone with old Stark tech. It hurts to breathe."

Lucy licks her thumb, trying to clumsily clean her friend's cheek, "You have gotta stay awake. One more warp."

" …deformatsiya …Lucy. No."

"Yep! Come on,' she hoists her dizzy friend over her shoulder, 'My bones are popping. I'll focus! Yeah? I'll give you thirty minutes of full focus. One illusion. Use the water in the air or whatever Lolo said-."

"My fingers shake."

"You know what…"

She sits, lowering Izabella beside her and nods. With an inhale she embraces their predicament and waits with a vague expression over her face.

Her bangs blow in the wind as she holds her wrists..

Mikhailov sighs, "You should go."

"If you're too tired to warp and project to the danger zone, then we'll sit in it. This was our plan, we're following through….so. Better to…die with a friend than live alone, I guess. It's not like Jessica is waiting for me to come home."

Izabella lifts her palms, tracing the scars in regret, "I am sorry."

Lucy scratches her head, "If Thor takes his sweet time meeting us up this mountain, and we die? I want you to know that I don't actually hate you."

"I know."

"You're like…more than a cousin. You're like, the sister I never had but kind of wanted? You're annoying as hell,' she laughs lightly, 'but that's what sisters are for, right?"

Izzy spares a sad smile, "I guess so."

Lucy groans sarcastically, "…Really?! No 'we're about to die' apology from you?!"

"I almost died twice today. Riley's going to kill me," she hides her face.

"Wow. You care way more about Riley than me,' Lucy snickers, 'Sis, she can't kill you if we're dead. I…assume they're back on Earth? What else did I miss."

"She held Thor's hammer."

Lucy blinks twice, "Huh…wild. I always thought Brody would be the first-Are you crying? Don't cry…"

She wipes her damp eyes, "I was a horrible friend- and, and I-. Hurt you-."

Lucy panics, barely tapping her friend's shoulder, "You can't cry, okay? That's not the memory I want as I'm crushed by a bunch of gods and turned into a ghost."

Izabella chuckles through her tears, "Science has not proven their existence."

"I believe in ghosts. So, 'science', can kiss my ass."

"Look!"

"No you look-."

"No! Look," Izabella pushes Lucy's shoulder and points, watching Valkyrie head a charge up the mountain.

Hulk is thrashing enemies and going through one by one. Thor and Loki pick up where the other may be lacking, bouncing off one one another.

With everyone cornered the surrender is imminent. The Asgardians win their battle by completely surrounding the enemy, leaving nowhere for the prison escapees to run.

The heroes are exhausted from their fight as they round up their prisoners and begin to lead them away, back to new cells and a temporary prison.

Thor makes his calls and addresses the girls, "I am headed to the bifrost to aid Midgard."

Valkyrie speaks up first, running on adrenaline, "I shall join you."

Izzy chimes in, hobbling up with her friend's help, "Riley needs us."

Thor offers a hand to help her up, hulk roaring in the background.

Lucy stands next, "Well if she's going I'm going."

"I owe you a debt-." Loki starts in, practically groveling at Thor's feet.

"I believe you should return with the prisoners-." Thor huffs.

"This wasn't our arrangement!"

Heimdall intervenes now that Jane and the kids are safe.

He cuffs a protesting Loki;

"Izabella! Tell them! You swore to me-! Liar!"

She cringes and Lucy narrows her focus, both girls watching a frustrated Loki being led away by Asgardian leaders.

Lucy speaks up standing next to Thor;

"Don't be too hard on him."

"You should not speak. It was an action on your part as well that caused this battle,' Thor moves in to lead his friends, 'Warping one! Where is that stone?"

Izabella shrugs and points. Lucy shrugs and points back, the two girls in a standoff.

"She had it last."

"She stole it first!"

"You promised me!"

"I'm sorry! I'm clumsy, okay?!"

Thor groans, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Please tell me it is secure in Asgard and will not fall into the wrong hands."

Izabella gives an extra suspicious stare down to Lucy, looking up at the demigod with wide eyes.

He sighs, "We must make our way to the bifrost. I will deal with this upon returning. You both must answer for your actions."

"Warrior school," Valkyrie insists with an elbow nudge.

"Come now-."

"Wait!' Lucy pumps the brakes and looks up at the hulk, 'Hi Big Guy! I'm sorry I punched you. And tried to stab you."

He groans with a bit of sass.

She nods, "Aiight. Let me just take in this, moment for a second…Okay moment taken and you're officially the coolest Uncle ever. Can we, maybe, like, get a ride? Izzy and I? Like…on your shoulders? I'd like to cross it off the bucket list and her ankle is busted- NOT FROM ME!"

She bats her eyelashes, pouting with her lower lip out.

The hulk growls and consents with a suspicious focus on the elder one, aiding Izabella up and onto his back.

Sif and Jennifer have a similar fighting style and a mutual respect as they cover the field.

Sam Wilson and Brody Mikhailov finish the group by picking up the pieces and flying overhead.

Tony intervenes when he pleases.

All is well until John Jameson decides to make his presence known.

Jen spots him and screams bloody murder- shattering the eardrums of anyone in the general vicinity;

"What the hell are you doing here!"

"Helping!"

"Who invited you?!"

"Your boss!"

Jen is ready to tear him apart until Sif intervenes and leads her down a different path- one that leads to a brightly colored sunbeam, pouring from the sky.

It collides with the concrete below and only fades once a bunch of Asgardians reveal themselves.

Thor waves, Sif smiles. Izabella pants while hulk roars in search of his next target after helping the girl's from off of his large shoulder.

When Jennifer spots the green figure she's screaming again.

She lifts up her fist and takes a swing at the hulk who is triggered by her 'greeting'. He's ready to retaliate, but the delay in his own swing allows Jen to follow through with a second punch…and then a third. A fourth.

She takes one to the jaw and keeps going;

"You! Miserable! God damn, asshole of a cousin-! Be grateful you're green right now or I'd-!"

"Mom! He just helped save me and Izzy," Lucy interrupts with a jumpy Izabella relying on her shoulder.

"You will hurt him!" Izabella panics.

"He's fine!" Jennifer snaps back.

Korg's commentary isn't helping and Valkyrie is ready to intervene in defense of her friend.

When Jen looks up and spots Lucy, she's already screaming again;

"AND! You!"

"Hi mom,' Lucy dips a knee and half dodges behind her musical theater quotes, 'You're looking fabulous in green, as usual."

"Lulu! My baby girl,' John dashes by and pushes through the crowd, eager to scoop up his not-so-little girl and hug her close, 'We thought we lost you. Are you okay?"

Lucy relishes every minute and wraps her arms around him, her eyes closing when she whispers, "Hi dad."

"Where were you? We were so worried."

She lifts a shoulder with a nervous laugh and a lie, "I-! Can-NOT, wait to tell you about it-."

Jennifer huffs, knocking another punch into her green cousin who retaliates.

Jennifer rants from the concrete, still talking to John, "No one asked you to show up."

Sam lands, snarky in his remarks, "Let it go Jen!"

"Izzy!" Brody makes a mad dash for his sister and removes his goggles, retracts his wings and gives her a long hug.

She snickers, tapping his pack and shrugs as he wraps one of her arms over his shoulder, "You got your wings."

"I got my wings!"

"Has no one missed me?! Where is the mighty man of arrows?" Thor raises his arms, smiling wide.

Tony lands next, retracting his helmet, "Thor?!"

When the hulk moves to stand up from his wrestle with Jen, Tony lifts a hand to blast him in the chest with a rocket, focused only on Thor;

"We missed you!"

Jen huffs, her eyes wide, "I'm not-! Sane enough for this! Why are you alive?! Hmm?! Hulk! Talk! Remember when Aunt Susan had that breakdown?! That's about where I'm at right now! Full disclosure! Are you okay?"

The Hulk rubs his head, grunting with a snarl. He recognizes Jen, "Okay-."

"Good," she scoffs, her teeth chattering in a rage and takes another swing.

Tony scoffs, meddling in the family affair, "I'd like to take another wack at him when you're done."

Sam yells at the hulks, "Stop wasting your energy on eachother!"

Tony taps Jen's shoulder, "Can I smack him now?"

John and Lucy step in between Tony and Jen.

John takes Tony's elbow, "Alright! That's enough!"

"Seriously, mom," Lucy widens her eyes, holding her mother's arm.

Izabella turns to hold her brother's arm in all seriousness, "Where is Riley?"

"She found Linda at the base."

"NOW you have energy?" Lucy snickers, "Don't let her fight, Brody."

Brody rolls his eyes, "You're going to the base, off the field."

Izabella protests, "Brody! You-."

"If you curse at me, I'm telling Svetlana."

Sam addresses Lucy after giving orders to Thor and the rest of his crew, "Can you fight, kid?"

"Yes she can," John slaps her shoulder confidently, however misplaced.

"My 'job' is not with the WMMA dad, I'm not sure what mom's been telling you," Lucy cringes.

"If you're staying on the field,' Jennifer interrupts, 'you'll stay in between Uncle B and I, is that clear?"

"Yes mom."

"Do you want my gloves-."

"No thanks. I'm way more worried about my opponent than my hands."

She touches her daughter's shoulder, "You've got this okay? We're right here and we'll help you through it. Take a breath."

Lucy obeys.

"Get angry!" Hulk couches.

Lucy questions with her eyes on her mother.

Jen nods, "He's right. Don't fight your rage, just channel it."

John claps, "You've got this baby!"

Lucy blows a kiss, "Love you, dad!"

Jen taps her shoulder, "Focus!"

"Okay!"