SURPRISE!~ guess who's giving you a surprise and updating again, semi-recently? Me, that's who! Now it's time for the real action and battle between Mikkie and Scar, with a chance of somebody not surviving. Who knows? I don't even know, so it'll be a "luck-of-the-draw" sort of thing. A spontaneous decision, if you will.

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So anyways, who's excited? I know I am! But you're not here to hear about how excited I am, no. You're here to read and find out what plot-twists I've put in here, if any.

So, without further ado, I give you part 2 to the battle chapters.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avengers, only my OC's and the plot!


"Are you ready for your end? Well, ready or not, here it comes."

This is it. It's literally the fight for my life.

"Give me your worst."

It's now or never. Let's finish this.

It was time to set the plan in motion.

We attacked.

Mikkie POV

Dodge, twist-spin, high kick, duck, low kick, repeat.

I never thought that fighting Scar would be this hard. I figured it would be difficult, I just didn't think this difficult. He dodged all of my attacks, and got some hits on my dodges.

"You know, for an old man, you're pretty spry."

"Yes, well, I've had practice. You know, they say that if you talk while fighting, you're weak, and are afraid of losing the battle."

"So does that mean that because you answered to me, you're afraid of losing, and are weak?" I received a glare in response. I laughed, and used my staff to block an attack.

Jump-spin kick, backflip away (HAH nope, jump away), duck, low kick, uppercut, punch the face (dang it he dodged), squeal from arm behind back, and – wait, what? Oh yeah, OUCH! My groove was messed up by a stinging pain up my arm, and I realized that while I was pinned to the ground with my right arm behind my back, Scar had slashed my arm with a small blade. It felt like a papercut times 10. Which hurt. A lot.

"Augh, you cheater!" I yanked my arm away, ignoring the pain, and pushed myself up, against the weight of Scar pinning me down. When I couldn't push myself up, I groaned. "Ugh, fine." I resolved to twisting myself around underneath Scar, and pushing against him to propel myself forward, and out from under him. Surprisingly, it worked. Barely, but it still worked. Jumping back up, and ignoring the trickle of liquid down my arm, I got back into my defensive position, just without my staff, seeing as it was tossed a couple feet away. I noticed the Hydra thugs were now around us, and were trying to get me, but Scar stopped them.

"No! This one's mine." He gave me a scathing look of pure hate, and it frightened me a little. That image was gonna be engraved into my mind forever. "There are other Avengers here that are more than willing to fight you in order to protect their precious city. Blegh." The Hydra guys were in groups of maybe 10-20 in a group, and there were at least 10 groups. I put my finger up to my ear.

"Hey, guys, I found all the Hydra goons. Guess what: I was right. They were after me; well, at least Scar was. He just sent them your way. About 10-20 in a group, and at least 10 groups, so get ready. It's gonna be – " I barely dodged a fist to my face, and grunted out, "(oof!) tough." I punched back, and managed to connect.

"You little!" I jumped out of the way, and rolled a landing, which just so happened to be by my staff. I picked it up, and turned in time to roll out of the way of one of Scar's low kicks. I leaped up, and gave Scar a good bonk to the head.

Okay, let's go over the plan. Roll. Keep Scar distracted to let the others get the Hydra goons. Jab. Knock out Scar, (oof! Another hit) and knock out any nearby Hydra. Low kick. To keep Scar distracted: no clue. Dodge. Not much of a plan, I know, but it's all I got. Jump-spin kick. It'll have to do! Punch. Oh yeah, and try to not get killed! Uppercut.

I dodged out of the way of a chest kick, but wasn't fast enough. It sent me flying a couple feet backwards, and I landed on my back. The wind was knocked out of me, and I coughed, and tried to move, but I couldn't.

"I told you, Mikkie." Scar walked up to me, myself still trying to move and failing. "It's the beginning of the end for you. Except, now it looks like it's just the end. Goodbye. Oh, and say hello to your mother for me." He crouched down, pulled out a dart gun, and shot one into my arm. I looked at what was there, and saw the classic skull and cross-bones. My eyes widened. I turned to look back up at Scar.

"What is the point of this?" I managed to wheeze out. "Why, Scar? Why go through all of this trouble and face the wrath of the other Avengers and powerful prisoner escapees to do this? Why meet me in the first place, huh? Was it so that you could watch my face in agony when you killed me?"

"No. It was so that I could watch your face for the shock of my betrayal. Especially when it's after you thought you could trust me. And then, yes. Except I want to watch your body writhe in agony and pain when I killed you. Nothing would give me more pleasure."

"Oh yeah? I bet I know something that could." I coughed, feeling my strength start to leave me.

"… Mikkie? Are you okay?" I heard Scribble's voice through the comms, but that didn't matter.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be? Keeping you alive so that I can see the resemblance of your mother in you, causing me grief? Nuh-uh. I. Don't. Think. So."

"No." I gasped, putting the last of my strength into my words. "Talking to my mother. One last time. I know somebody… that… could…" I coughed again. "do that." I whispered the last two words, before letting my eyes slide shut.


Scribble POV

I felt a shock ripple through me.

"Did you guys feel that?" I asked into the comms.

"Feel what?" was the response I got.

"I felt it!" Eiko replied. "Well, I think I did. Was it a sort of… rippling shock going through you?"

"Yes! That's it! And… it also had a sort of prickly sensation in your left arm, right?"

"Yeah. That's exactly right."

"If we both felt it, I wonder if Mikkie did. Hey, Mikkie. Did you feel that prickly sensation in your left arm too?" There was no reply. Not even a grunt on the other end, like she was fighting somebody. Just silence. "Mikkie? Are you okay?" Still no reply.

I felt some of my strength leave me. I cast a forcefield around me to keep the Hydra idiots away. "Mikkie? What happened?" There was static on the other end of the comms. I started getting really worried. There was a sudden decrease in my energy, and my forcefield flickered. "MIKKIE!" I screamed into the comms.

"Scribble, did you feel that too?" Eiko asked.

"Yeah, I did. My power just decreased. Like, a lot."

"Scribble, what happened?" Captain America's voice filtered through the comms.

"I-I don't know. Stark, where is Mikkie now?"

"Still about where she was last time. About 100 hundred yards east of the fountain in the middle of the park…" Tony paused. "Uh oh."

"What's that 'uh-oh' for, Stark?" Natasha asked.

"Uhmm… yeah, it's exactly what I said it for. Scribble, if this is what you sensed, then you need to get over to Mikkie right now and do some weird demon magic stuff on her."

"What was that 'uh-oh' for, Stark?" Natasha growled out. But I had already figured it out.

"She's dead, isn't she? Or dying, at least?" I asked into the comms, my voice slightly quivering. The was no response. "I'm right, aren't I?" Still silence.

"Yes."

My breath got caught in my throat, and my heart started pounding really fast. I ran in the direction of the park, my forcefield gone, Hydra guys getting thrown out of the way.

"Scribble, you need to calm down. You know what happened last time you lost control." Eiko's warning pierced through the comms, but I didn't care.

"She's dying, Eiko! Maybe even dead! And you want me to calm down?!" One of the Hydra soldiers tried shooting at me, but I ran straight through them – the bullets didn't even touch me! – and launched the soldier into the air. He landed on his back with an oof! behind me. I still ran towards the park.

"Please be okay, please be okay!"

When I got to where Stark said she was, I didn't see her. But then, I found her. My heart stopped, and I rushed to her side.

"Mikkie! Are you alright?" I looked down at her left arm, and saw nothing there. On the ground next to her arm, though, was a little dart, with the fluffies on top a sickly green color, and the classical skull and bones on the side. The shock of the situation hit me hard.

"Yes, it's an awful sight to behold, isn't it?" There was a voice behind me. I whipped around at the sound of his voice, and saw who he was. The description Mikkie gave us was a little off, but I knew exactly who this guy was.

"So you're Scar, huh?"

"That's right. And who might you be?" Standing up, I realized that I was crying.

"I'm the demon who's gonna make sure you pay for what you've done to Mikkie." I pulled out my two scythe-blades, and stood in a defensive position.

"Oh, please. I killed Mikkie. What makes you think that I won't do the same to you?"

"Because I'm a demon. I can't be killed. I can and I do make sure others like yourselves don't kill any innocent people, like you've just done to Mikkie."

"Ooh, am I supposed to be scared?"

"No. I don't have to scare you. You're already terrified. Did you really think that I couldn't look into people's souls? Your soul reflects who you are – it is who you are – and your soul, Scar, is pitch black, with only the tiniest flicker of light in there." I tilted my head at him. "What's that one flicker of light doing in there, hmm?"

"I didn't come for a speech! I came to take care of that pest, Mikkie Sanderson. And I did a wonderful job at it. Although, if I can get rid of her two sidekicks as well, then that's a bonus score for me. And it'll cheer me up. Au revoir, little bug!" Scar came at me, but I was ready for him. I dropped my scythes, and launched my hand out at his chest. It stuck to his chest, and black magic poured from my hand, trying to engulf Scar.

"I wonder… what is it that gives you that little light inside? Oh well, I guess we'll never know." I was about to let my magic finish him off, but Eiko interrupted me.

"Scribble!" I snapped to my senses, and pulled the black magic back inside of me. I retracted my hand from his chest, and he sunk to the ground, coughing, wheezing. "Scribble, what are you doing?"

"Eiko, I-I…" I sighed. "I don't know what would've happened had you not come in time."

"Actually, Scribble, I think you do." I hung my head in shame, and also sunk to the ground, near Mikkie's body.

"I don't get it. Mikkie was the best trained and most prepared out of all us prisoners, so… how? How can she be dead, and us others not? I don't – I just don't understand." I felt tears roll down my cheeks again.

"I think…" Eiko paused, and then I could practically feel her excitement rolling off of her. I'm a demon – of course I could. "Scribble, I don't think Mikkie is dead."

"What?" the other Avengers (and half/honorary Avengers who joined up with us) and I exclaimed.

"That's right! I think that because we are 'psychically linked' or whatnot, we would've felt her die."

"But… we did." I looked at Eiko, upset that she's trying to give us even more pain.

"No, we didn't. We felt a power drainage and a prickle. What we didn't feel was part of our souls being torn out. So that's gotta mean that –"

I gasped. "Eiko, you're right! Oh I'm so stupid, how did I not get that? Me, of all people, should understand it, and I totally and completely missed it! Everybody, stand back!" I looked at the group gathered behind me, a devious smile on my face. "I'm going to bring a person back to life."


Okay, so I'm pretty sure "You know, for an old man, you're pretty spry" is a quote from somewhere, I just don't know what, so I don't own that quote, if it is one.

OHHHH I am evil, aren't I? you have no clue how much it pained me to write her death. If you were pained by her death, just imagine it like x5, and that's how I felt. But it's okay, because I am gonna have it all right in the end.

We are extremely close to the end of this, so be prepared! *starts singing Lion King* XD

I thank you all who have waited for this battle with me, and you may rest easy soon, for the end is nigh…

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