And here is part three of my triple update! I hope you enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Avengers/Marvel… danggit…
Mikkie POV
It was really boring in the sub. I was just sitting there. In the copilot chair. Looking out the window. With only waves to look at. I know. Interesting, right?
Not.
Oh well. What can you do when you're stick in the middle of the ocean, waiting for a rescue team to come? Nothing. Well, not really. I guess you could scare any passerby fish, maybe play a little "I Spy", try and do a read my mind game, you know, something like that. Oh, wait, and my personal favorite: "See How Many Times I can Scare the Whale Watchers!" game. I would wait a couple minutes in the sub, then turn the lid reeaaalllllyyyyy slowly so that they wouldn't notice, and then pop open the lid and make some weird noise. While striking a pose. It's fun.
In fact, I'm gonna do that right now. It's been about 15 minutes (I played "I Spy" with Fred) since I last did that. I laughed inwardly. This is gonna be great! Hehe! I got on the rungs, holding myself with one hand, and with the other, I slowly turned the top until I couldn't anymore. Getting ready, I put on a straight face, thinking of the next sound I would make. How about a whale? Yeah, a whale will be fun! I thought of a pose, then popped the lid open and jumped out, making the whale noise.
"Mwooouuuuaaaa!" (a.n. I didn't know how to write a whale noise, sorry! Just think of Dory…) and I flopped over the side of the sub backwards, leaving half of me inside, and the other half out so that my head was upside down and facing the whale watchers. Who… weren't there. "Mwoua?" The tip of my ponytail was in the water. I am sooooo taking a shower once all this is over with… "Hmmmmmmmmm… Iiiiii wooooonnddeeeerrrrr wheeerreee eeevvveeerryyyooooneee weeeeennnttttt…?" I shifted my eyes back and forth, then up and down. On my second time going up, I saw something that I had missed before. A black jet, hovering in the sky.
A quinjet.
Shifting my eyes around, I looked for any certain passengers who might be nearby. I caught sight of some red… and then some gold… and then the sun bounced off of it just right, so I was temporarily blinded. Blinking heavily, I squinted my eyes and tried to locate the red and gold suit that was sure to be coming my way. And I found it. Right in front of me.
"Aack! Geez, you scared me! Okay, hold on one second, I'll be right back." I lifted myself up and jump down the rungs of the sub, running until I got it's "cockpit". "Fred, guess what? They're here! The Avengers are here; they found us!" I called out to Fred, but couldn't find him. Until I heard a click! behind me. I turned slowly and found a techy-gun-type-thing shoved against my forehead. "Fred?" My voice was small, and it wavered.
"My name is not Fred. That is my alias. I just needed you to trust me. And now that I have, you led the Avengers right to me. What a good little girl. But, alas, because you have, I have no need for you anymore. So now I must… dispose of you." I gulped.
"Fred, are you okay? What happened? Were you brainwashed?" I was desperately trying to find a clue – any clue – to prove that he was lying; I didn't want to believe it. But deep down, I knew. I knew he was telling the truth. This man, Fred, was not my friend. No – he was Hydra. Everything started clicking together in my head now. It all made sense to me. There were just too many coincidences.
"My not is not Fred. It is Scar." I saw where he got it. On his left eye was a scar. I never noticed it before. Probably because his hair, or hat, or something covered it up.
"Why?" I whispered.
"Why? Because, Mikkie, you're the one who did it. You're the one who killed her. It was because of you that she died!" he was yelling now.
"Who? Who was the person who died because of me?"
"Her." He pointed to a small picture that was hanging on the wall of the sub. I looked at it closely. It showed a girl about my age with red hair, pulled into a side ponytail, and a green bow. She even had the same weird eyes as me, just different colors. Hers were light blue for the right eye, and brown for the left. She looked exactly like me, and I had a feeling I knew who she was.
"Is this… my mother?"
"Yes. She died giving birth to you." I was shocked. Did he really blame me for my mother's death? "Yes. You killed her. And now my beautiful daughter will never come home. I figured it out. When you were captured by Hydra, they notified me of 'a girl with bright red hair and multicolored eyes'. They figured you were your mother's daughter just by looking at you, and how you acted around others. So I decided to see for myself." I sucked in a breath.
"So that's why Hydra targeted only me, and why I was dragged underwater. You only wanted me."
"Yes. I tried to convince you to stay down here, and work for Hydra, as your mother did, but you refused. Even if you accepted, I fear you would've been like your mother, who didn't want to be with Hydra once you realized what we did. But it's nothing wrong. If anything, your so-called heroes are the evil ones. We are doing it for the good of mankind." He put the gun right up against my forehead. "Hail… Hydra." And he pulled the trigger.
Everything happened so fast.
But yet, it was as if the world went in slow motion.
I could see Scar pull the trigger, and heard the resounding boom! of the gunshot, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the end to come.
But it never came.
I opened my eyes, and saw Iron Man standing there, his arms still raised, and I noticed the gun. It was turned to the side, so that the bullet grazed my head. I never felt it. Scar had his eyes wide open, shocked, and so was I, before Iron Man moved, and handcuffed him. I just stood there, as he lifted me out of the sub, and sent it down to the bottom of the ocean. I never saw what happened to Cuddles.
I could feel Iron Man's arm around my waist, carrying me to the quinjet, but I wasn't keeping track of anything. I didn't hear what the rest of the team was asking me, nor did I feel anything as they cleaned up the blood from where the bullet grazed my head. All I could think of was what Scar said.
"…it is Scar… she died giving birth to you… your so-called heroes are the evil ones… Hail… Hydra…"
I barely noticed as Iron Man gave me the picture of my mother. I just stared blankly ahead, then eventually put my elbows on my knees, and wrapped my arms around my head, so that my fingers clenched my hair. The picture fluttered into my lap. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to believe anything that he said.
This can't be happening. My mother… worked for Hydra?
And here ends my triple update! But don't worry, I think I'll have the next one up soon. I know what I want to be in the next chapter, so I think it shouldn't take me forever to update again… unlike these chapters. Again, I'm sooooooo sorry for not updating sooner!
Did you like my plot twist? I didn't think of it until I was typing this up. I seriously had a toootally different part for Fred – ahem, Scar – but then I realized that this would make things way more interesting. But I loved Fred! I really didn't have him like this when I thought this up in my head. I think it works, though, as devastating as it may be…
I hope you all enjoyed this! And, so that I don't make you wait for very much longer, I'm gonna get started on the next couple chapter right away!
So, until next time!
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