Anya pushed herself up and looked around. She could sense that something terrible had happened. Looking at the lifeless, hideous man, she shuddered knowing that meant Hydra was here. Wanda was beside her, just watching.
Anya got up and turned to see smoke rising in the distance. The facility, she thought. Heart pounding she began to run towards it, adrenaline pumping her heart. Wanda watched her leave but didn't react.
Anya's head was spinning and she thought she might collapse before she even got there. But Anya was a fighter. And she was fighting to stay awake. She cleared the forest and staggered up to the facility. It was in ruins.
"Pooka?" she cried out, knowing that if she found Pooka, she'd find the others. When no bark or whine cam, fear struck her heart. She surveyed the area again and saw people gathered around something. She began to jog towards them, willing her body forward. Clint looked up and saw her.
"Anya you shouldn't come any closer," he said, trying to restrain her so she wouldn't see what-or who-they were gathered around. But Anya smacked Clint's hands away and managed to see them anyway. She screamed and Clint grabbed her. She pushed against Clint harder.
"You can't help," Natasha told her.
"Yes I can! Just let me go!" and with a final push she formed a force field around her, knocking Clint to the ground and keeping Natasha out.
Anya slid herself between Tony and Pepper. Anya would only be able to help one of them and since Pepper wasn't breathing she took her scraped hands in hers, and held onto them tightly. I won't let you die, Anya thought, I won't let them win. She settled in for a long battle between life and death. A mental battle that she knew would make her sick and unable to use her powers for a while, and even weaker than she would be if the sight of these two people on the ground hadn't caused another surge of adrenaline to coarse through her bloodstream. It was the only battle that she might lose. But she was determined.