Friday afternoon:
I don't know what hurts more, the fact that my mother and Phil had a will prepared, or the fact that she had it made just after the accident the Phoenix.
Various members of the school Phil worked as a coach in, are all present. Even the families of all the teams are here.
My mother had only just decided to go back to teaching preschool again this past August.
Clint and I both looked at the police file of the crime scene.
It was ruled as a homicide. A robbery gone wrong, since the living room window was broken.
I doubt it was who they think it was. A piece of cotton fibers were found, and a red dark curly hair was found.
It only confirmed my suspicion. Victoria had come back, and she was out for blood.
Sadly, the person she was looking to take revenge on was no longer around to receive it.
See, after I informed him of the possibility of this happening, he had someone stage my own death, and with that, Bella Swan is now no more.
Yet, I ,somehow, knew Edward wasn't going to give up. Or leave me alone completely. I had to do something to make sure no one else got hurt.
He sent someone to follow me, much was confirmed by C. Mar Vell when she got in contact with Director Fury after finding my father dead.
My mom and Phil decided they wanted to be buried in Jacksonville instead of in Phoenix like it was originally planned, near my grandparents. So, here we were listening to people give condolences to Clint and I, then share stories of the pair before they moved on.
That isn't the hardest part. The hardest part is looking at their caskets, and knowing my mother is in one of them, and that I'll never get to see or hug her ever again. I'll never receive an email of her sharing her day or asking why I haven't called her.
I don't think I can handle it. I'm trying to hold it together but I don't think I can do it. Tears are coming out of my eyes faster than I can dry them. My mom is really gone and I'll never see her again.
"Eyas." He whispers, holding me in a tight hug.
"She's really gone, Hawk. We'll never get to see her ever again." I murmur, shaking as sobs wreck through me.
"I know." He whispers, trying to calm me down.
The last few words are exchanged, and the coffins. Each person there slowly passes and drops a white or red rose onto their coffins along with forget me nots.
Then the worst part of all happens, the caskets are lowered into the ground, and a piece of me is lowered into the ground with her.
"Come on, Eyas. We have to get back." He says, helping me walk away
Eventually, the day becomes too much for me to handle and I end up blacking out.
As I realize this is I feel as my limbs completely go numb before my world goes black.
Clint (Hawkeye)'s POV:
As Bella, Nat and I are walking away, I feel her as she goes limp. I barely have enough time to catch her before she fully collapses.
She's blacked out, this only happens when something gets to be too much for her. I have to rush to get her back to the plane.
We quickly rush into the car. Nat quickly drives us towards the private airport where everyone is waiting for us.
It takes us a short amount of time for us to reach it. Nat has barely stopped the car when I am already getting out and pulling my unconscious sister up into my arm before taking off in a dead sprint to get her on the plane.
"Barton, what the hell happened to her?" Fury asks, concerned.
"She blacked out. It happens when something is emotionally overwhelming for her. She'll be waking up soon. I need to get her a soda or something sugary." I say, walking back towards the small beverage cart in the back.
I quickly grab a bag of gummy worms and a cold can of Coke and head back just as she is waking up.
The scene I walked into, however, took me by surprise, as humorous as it was.
Bella's pov:
I don't know how much time passes when I'm surrounded by the black, heavy, senseless yet wadable like water.
I was trying to remember what happened. Nothing seemed to be making sense anymore, then I remembered something. My parents were gone. I would never get to see them again. Never hug or kiss them. Never laugh with them again. It tore me apart that I knew something was missing.
What was it? Something that had to do with them. What was it?
I know they were murdered. By who though?
Then it suddenly clicked. It was as if I was hit over the head. Even in this staggering darkness.
The red curly hair. The cotton fibers. No fingerprints found at the scene.
Victoria. It had to be her. Who else would want to hurt me like this? She's the only one who has red curly hair that I know.
The realization brought me out of my unconscious state.
Whoever was leaning over me now had a broken nose due to the violent headbutt I gave to them.
I didn't stop there, however. My mind and body seemed to be having difficulty understanding that the people around me weren't going to harm me.
The headbutt was quickly followed by me grabbing the person's arm, flipping them over onto the ground and twisting the arm back painfully at an awkward angle.
"Easy." Someone else said.
"Eyas, let him go. Come on, baby sis, come back to me. Come on." The other person, I soon recognized as my older brother said.
"Well, I'll be damned. Girl packs quite a wallop." Tony says amused.
"Stark, ah, shut up." Rogers groaned from the floor.
I could feel as my eyes began to tear up again, this time from embarrassment. "I-I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean to hurt you." I stuttered, my voice breaking at the end.
I could see everyone staring at me in surprise, causing my embarrassment to double tenfold.
"I warned you this would happen." Nat said, sitting in one of the seats, looking at everyone amused.
"What exactly happened?" Tony asked.
"My guess is something has happened to cause her to be on high alert." Nat said, looking at me, carefully.
How did she know? Was she a mind reader to? or was I just that transparent.
"Nick, what exact was the name of that serum her mother was injected with while pregnant with her?" Tony asked, looking down at the phone in his palm.
"Ingenium Serum." Nick sighed.