A/N: Enjoy your extra chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABc or the Avengers. Just Sera.


The next few days went off without a problem in sight. Quill and Rocket gave us a way of contacting them and we promptly had to hide it from my father, who wanted to take it apart and re-engineer the tech. We were just about back into the natural swing of life and relaxation when Brock got a tip about a Black Market arms dealer in Lagos. And we had to put the mini wedding plans on hold.

"He's after something. What I don't know, but my contacts say that he is moving fast."

"Name?" Steve asked, arms crossed as he stood in his suit. I had just finished zipping up my new suit when Natasha threw a pair of jeans and a ball cap at me.

"Recon first," she said, as I covered up the place where my wings would sprout through the back.

"Thanks again Fitz," I smiled, as Brock said, "Francis Killian. British merc with a vendetta."

"Dammit Ajax," I snarled.

"You know him?" Everyone said in unison.

"Not personally. He's a major pain in my ass though. He was the one who created the merc with the mouth, that I know as Deadpool. Wade Wilson."

"Wilson?" Hunter said, "I'd heard he'd gotten cancer before he dropped off the face of the earth."

"Almost. Ajax forced his cells to mutate. He is X-gene, but not through birth. I don't want to bother the Professor with this one. Let's deal with is quietly, and then I will fill them in."

"So what's he doing in Lagos?"

"Oh, I feel history repeating itself…" I whispered to Natasha.

"He's not collecting them though. He's creating them and selling them to the highest bidder." Natasha said, as Coulson said, "I'd rather not tempt the situation. We'll take comm's and standby if you need backup."

"This man is lethal on his own. His own mutation caused his nerve endings to fry, so he feels no pain. He feels no emotions either. He isn't one to think about civilian casualties." I explained.

"We need to be prepared. Things could get hairy, fairly quickly." I said, looking to Steve. He turned to Bucky, who just pumped his gun once to say, "I'm prepared."

As we loaded up Zephyr One, I kissed my babies goodbye, and Jemma said, "I'll take good care of them."

"I know you will sister," I smiled, winking at her as I backed up.

"Say bye-bye to Mummy and Daddies," Jemma said softly and the kids waved, "Byyyyyeee!"

I was sitting in the control room while everyone geared up for this mission. Steve and Bucky had talked one night and come to a better understanding, because the night that the Guardians left, I was doted on gently. Just thinking about it got me all hot and bothered. It wasn't an act for them, it was their own version of make up sex. I was happy to be the buffer.

"Sera, you're up. Wanda, follow about 15 feet behind, and stop at random stalls. I'll be behind you, and I'll give you signals if you need them." Natasha said. As I wandered down the street, I noticed the unmistakable shimmer of the Quinjet's cloaking, as they dropped Steve off on a building closer to the facility. Sam was stealthy as they dropped him off, but he was feeling smug about his sidekick I built him last week.

"Redwing liking his perch?" I teased as I sat down and ordered a cup of tea.

"Loving it." Sam commented.

"SHIELD agents, be on the lookout for anything suspicious." Natasha said as I sat down in a chair, calling out an order for tea. A waitress saw me and smiled over, giving a wave, and turning before she could see Wanda and Nat slid into random open chairs in the small plaza. The city bustled around us, and I enjoyed the smells of spice stands wafting around us.

"Who else wants to take one of out Bruce's books and get lost for a few months in a random country?"

"Eh, I could use a holiday to visit New Zealand. I want to go see the Hobbit Holes," I heard Fitz say.

"Nerd," Pietro teased his girlfriend's best friend.

"Wanda, what do you see?" I heard Steve's voice ask. He knew that Natasha and I saw everything, but was gauging how she studied her surroundings.

"Standard beat cops. Small station, quiet street. It's a good target."

"There's an ATM on the south corner, which means…"

"Camera's," She said, scratching under her nose to hide the fact she was talking.

"Both cross streets are one way?"

"Compromised escape routes." She said, and I gave her a small smile from the corner of my eye.

"Mean's our guy doesn't care about being scene, and he isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out. You see that Range Rover about half way up the block?"

"Yeah, the red one? It's cute."

"It's also bulletproof, 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?"

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature."

"Hey, she's doing better than I did my first undercover op." I said, "And I'll get you a Red Range Rover for your birthday Wanda."

"Mine needs to be silver!" I heard Pietro say and I sighed, "Of course. You're twins. Duh."

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" I heard Sam's voice as I nibbled on a scone.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" Natasha joked.

"Eyes on target folks. Rumlow's lead is solid, and I don't want to lose this guy."

"If he sees us coming that will be kinda hard. We're the Avengers." Sam teased.

"Sam, see that garbage truck? Tag it."

"Redwing, do your thing," I smiled into my cup of tea. Throwing down a few dollars, and calling out a thank you, I saw Natasha's look of confusion as I kept walking.

"Give me x-ray." I heard Sam say to his new buddy, "The truck's loaded for max weight, and the driver's armed."

"It's a battering ram."

"Go now." Steve said calmly. Bucky came up behind me, as I ripped off my khaki jacket, to reveal my new suit.

"Why?" Wanda asked as I groaned as I felt my wings grow from my body. Grabbing a hold of Bucky from behind, I shot up as he cocked his gun, ready to take out the driver.

"He's not hitting the police," Steve said as Bucky took aim. The driver jumped out of the vehicle before Bucky could get a good shot. The truck hit the barrier in front of the Institute For Infectious Disease, and cleared a pathway for two cargo vans. They stopped and unloaded as I got Bucky to high ground. As I turned, I saw Steve shooting into the compound, hidden behind his shield.

"I think you're spirit animal is a turtle." I teased, as I shot back up to take out the vans.

"Body armor, AR 15's. I make seven hostiles." Steve panted, as I heard Sam swooping around to catch the stragglers I missed on the roof.

"I make five," He said as Wanda floated into the courtyard. I saw what she was about to do and shot over to send a kick to the man's chest.

"Four," I smirked, as Sam met me on the ground with Wanda.

"Our guy is on the third floor."

"I've got it." I yelled, as I grabbed Steve and flew him straight through the window, stopping short of the opening myself.

"Thank you Siren," Steve said, and I could hear the goddamn smirk in his voice, before I heard the ping'ing of his shield.

"Wanda, the gas!" I said, and she began to pull it, as Sam and Bucky watched her back.

"Pietro, get those people out of there!" I said

I saw a door open to the side of the building and yelled, "Francis?"

"Siren, we meet again." He yelled before his men opened fire on my. Throwing my wings around me, I felt the bullets disintegrate as they touch the heat my wings emitted.

"Were you x-gene all along love? Angel is going to be upset you've taken her nickname," He taunted.

"I'm InHuman you bastard," I yelled as I heard a bomb go off. Looking around, I noticed that one of the men was Angel Dust and she had locked Natasha in a truck after dropping a grenade into it. Nat was okay, uninjured as she used a human shield. But Francis had grabbed a truck as I was distracted and started shooting at the top floor where Steve was. Grabbing Angel by her neck, I tried hurling her out of the truck, only for her to punch me square in the chest, and send me back 30 feet.

"A boob punch?" I asked out loud, "How dirty is that?"

"Sam, he's in an AMV heading North," I heard Steve say as everyone started bolting in the direction of the truck.

"Coulson, cut them off!" Natasha yelled, as she grabbed her motorcycle again and started making her way to follow Sam and Steve. I found Wanda and she flew along side me.

"Cornered them in a market."

"I've got four, they're splitting up," Sam said as Wanda and I approached.

"I've got Francis!" I yelled happily, moving to the central part of the market.

"I've got the two on the left." Natasha said into the comm's.

"SHIELD agents, start moving civilian's out of there." Coulson said as I spotted Francis.

"Oi, Ajax. We never got to finish our conversation," I said, making him stop.

"I'm empty! He doesn't have it," I heard Sam in my ear, before Steve and Bucky came out of nowhere.

"He's mine. I can't take Angel, but you two can," I said, as I faced of against Ajax. He smiled as my husbands looked confused. As I predicted, Angel came out of nowhere as well, aiming for me, but catching Steve's shield instead, sending her back into a fruit stand.

Ajax swung at me, but I snatched my swords out from behind my back, and blocked the incoming axe.

"I've missed you love. When did I see you last?" He growled, "Oh yes. You were on your back for me."

"Only because you shot me in the shoulder. I blacked out before I could kill you," I snarled, pushing him back and grabbing his arm, setting my hand ablaze. His eyes widen in surprise and awe, but he didn't flinch. Before I could reach out to punch him in the jaw, his head cracked down on mine and I fell back, gasping in pain.

"Now now love, I think I'll enjoy, taking my time with you here," Francis said, as he straddled my hips, readying to begin punching me. As I closed my eyes and moved to block him with my arms, I felt his weight disappear and a crash.

"Siren, you didn't think to invite me?" I heard a familiar voice.

"Wilson," I panted.

"Remember me?" I heard as Deadpool came into my vision. He was standing in front of me, as I laid on the ground.

"No, fucker. Not that kind of fight," I said, knocking Wilson to his ass, and moving to tranq the British bastard.

"Not today love." Francis smiled as I saw a bomb vest being thrown in front of my feet. Grabbing it and moving to let my wings shoot out, I saw a smirking Angel Dust. She had a small device in her hands and I shot up as she pushed the button. As the bomb in my hands went off, I felt my body absorbing the heat, though my skin began to blister at the instensity. As the burn died down, I felt it building up in my system. Screaming in agony, I knew if I lost control I could harm a lot of people with the force of the blast alone.

"Sera!" I heard Daisy yell. With a painful scream, I released the intensive heat out of my hands, and straight into the sky. As the fire left me, I felt the oxygen leaving my body as well.

I was helpless as my lungs stopped, my heart raced on and my eyes closed, on my way down to the ground.