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Isabella snuck around the long corridor cautiously. After managing to get on the huge enemy ship which was no mean feat, she was just starting to look around a bit. Everything was very dark on board, and scaring. Isabella's heart was beating so fast that she was surprised that no one could hear it. In the battle on the ground, she had managed to create a layer of dust over her clothing from where buildings had exploded, and a cut scratched though her forehead and was oozing out blood. But that didn't matter. She tiptoed forward even more. Suddenly, voices came from around a nearby corner. Pressing her back to the wall, she listened in to what the voices were saying.
"We are getting slaughtered down there." One voice said – a women's.
"It'll be worth it though for we are almost ready to wipe shield off the map." Another voice sneered
"Then shield and those ghastly avengers will be no more. The weapon is almost primed to launch." The women gave an evil cackle that reminded Isabella of a witch in a fairy tale story. However this was no fairy tale – this was real.
"Your right – there's some weapon up here that they wanted." Isabella whispered into her comms unit, but only a fuzzing noise like a TV without any signal answered her. She was on her own and out of range. The two people disappeared from sight swiftly so Isabella started to follow them carefully. She could feel her side aching from her bullet old wound. It was strange to think that she got that wound months ago now – it seemed just like yesterday. It hadn't hurt for weeks and weeks though so the dull ache now could be just her imagination reminding her just what was at stake. The corridor ended with a door that lay ajar in front of her. There was nowhere else to go to, so making a fast decision, Isabella decided to enter the room. She sidled past the door, trying not to make a noise. Inside, there was no lights on so she searched around for a switch. Finding one on the side, she switching the lights on, although the sight in front of her almost made her wish she was still in the dark. A man in a long cloak stood inside, staring right at her with sharp eyes.
"Hello again Isabella." He said

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Back on land the other avengers were not faring much better. Without Isabella, they were even more hopelessly outnumbered that they were before. The various battle stations they had occupied had now come together so that the avengers formed a tight circle with enemies on all sides. This was it – there was no way out. The enemy had trapped them – it was the end. They all knew this, and for a small moment Natasha was even slightly glad that her sister was up on that ship and not here. Still, the avengers were not going to go down without a bang. Thor threw his hammer into the air causing electricity to sizzle and burst free in a beam of light whilst Steve's shield ricocheted around the enemy before flying back to his hand. They all felt defeated however. Each one of them had glorious yet terrible pasts of battle and warfare, and yet here was the place where they would make their final stand. For one last time they stood to defend the world. Yet despite all the hopelessness that they felt, all was not lost for it was at that moment that a beast of a man burst through and broke up the enemy ranks. It was the hulk – for one extraordinary moment in time, it seemed that the mindless beast would be the one to save the avengers. He gave a roar as he defended his friends. With new found determination, the avengers began to fight once more

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Isabella stopped and looked at the man in front of her, as he looked at her. He was wearing a long black cloak that made him look like a sorcerer, and he had dark black eyes that were not friendly, but echoed his soul instead.
"Who are you?" Isabella whispered to him. She was afraid. This man made her afraid even when not much else would anymore.
"I am your leader – the head of the SPM." He said in a loud booming voice, "But you will call me Garrick." Behind Garrick, Isabella noticed a huge square machine that could only be the weapon the two people had been talking about earlier. Wires were threaded here and there among it that she couldn't even begin to understand. Garrick looked over his shoulder to see what she had been looking at.
"Do you like it?" he said, "It's my weapon. A bomb that has power greater that the atomic bomb – it will cause total devastation." Isabella could barely comprehend what he was saying before he began once more – "But enough of that. Your story ends here." This made Isabela jerk back to look at him again. She tried her comms unit to let someone… anyone know what was happening but she could still only hear static.
"What… I" she stammered speechlessly. This was far bigger than they had anticipated. Tony and Steve had been right – the whole battle on the ground didn't matter anymore. It never really mattered in the first place. All it was, was a diversion to stop the avengers seeing what was truly important. This was how the SPM intended to destroy the world.
"Oh yes Isabella." Garrick continued again. "You were part of this you know. Everything that is happening you helped with. You were a member of the SRM with the red room."
"You forced me into that and I stopped as soon as I could." Isabella argued back, now shouting her views.
"It matters not - I'm going to end you now."
"I can't let you destroy this world." Isabella said slowly. From somewhere deep inside of her though a new found courage took the place of her fear. She couldn't let this man take over the world she loved, and even if she couldn't stop him, she would make sure she would avenge the people with his death. She raised her weapon that her sister gave her, and thinking of her, she charged Garrick

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