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Heart thumps and you jump,
Comin' down with goosebumps!
You dared to go there,
I'ma I'ma get you so scared!
We're wantin' to,
We're hauntin' you,
We're wantin' to,
Eh eh,

Calling All The Monsters - China Anne McClain (I listen to it in nightcore - look it up on YouTube)

Bones grabbed his arms and pushed him back up to the opposite wall, I walked towards him my hands curled into fists of fire

"But even you can't stop me when I'm like this."

I could see tears forming in his eyes as his skin started to get a golden glow. I chuckled darkly

"Doing that won't stop these souls from restraining you. These souls died before their time and now they want to serve someone in their own world."

Grant growled as electrical sparks made his hair stand on end

"You really think Penny would want this?"

My breathing came quicker as I tricked to keep myself in check, I glared at him as I sent the bones (and souls) of fallen humans back underground. I tilted my head and asked him a rhetorical question

"You really think Penny would appreciate you hurting me?"

We both turned our backs to each other, anger ready to break us. Silence shook the room as the cameras in each corner blinked one by one. The door opened and both Barton and Romanoff appeared. Romanoff silently put handcuffs around Grant's wrists and led him out of the room to goodness-knows-where. Barton took a seat away from the table and placed it in the corner of the room nearest me.

I continued staring at the wall, my hate towards Grant overwhelming me. We made a promise to keep Penny safe and he just goes and compromises that by falling in love – with her none the less. It might've been slightly less aggravating if Penny wasn't my best friend, but still!

I turned to face Barton "I assume you saw the whole thing?"

He nodded "What I don't understand is how you can just summon the dead."

I grimaced "I don't summon the dead; I summon the spirits – and bones – of those who died before their time."

He nodded again "What's with you and your brother then?"

I turned back to facing the wall and when I spoke my voice was dull "We are like life and death, life and death cannot live without the other, but they always want to be better than the other. Grant and I are connected because of that. However, life is stupid, stupid things make people happy and make people love, and as the saying goes, live love life. Death is manipulative and therefore smart, in the end it will always win, but only after a hard – and usually long - battle. Does that make sense?"

He tilted his head quickly "Yeah, it could've been a lot worse. Why are both of you going on about protecting Penny?"

"That is….uh…complicated. I think it is best that Penny tell you that one." I paused and then said quietly "Have you ever seen a file on two kids that went missing 9 years ago?"

His eyebrow quirked as he looked at me "Why?"

I shook my head "It's a very long story."

Clint looked at his watch and smiled "I don't have anywhere to be."

Nodding, I started to explain. How, one day, Grant and I had been playing in our backyard when a bright light flashed around us and then we were in the middle of a crowded city, with a little girl who looked like she was from another world.

Apparently we had somehow switched realities and that this girl had come from even further. That girl had said she was from a place called Asgard and that when her father had been under a spell, she had been sent away to stay safe.

A woman from the Department of Human Services found us and the little girl named herself Penny. From that day Grant and I showed her around the human world and when we found out that she was somewhat royal, we said we would protect her.

Little did we know that Grant and I were mutants, gifted with the control over life or death. Grant and I were connected, but couldn't stand the sight of one another. And that was out story, not too special, but definitely out of the ordinary. Of course, I skipped past Penny's story, but he didn't bring it up.

When I had finished, Clint told me I could go see Penny. He took me to her hospital room, but I just stood outside, watching her chest rise and fall gently as she slept. Clint told me that Grant was being kept in a cell for a few more days – they thought he was mentally unstable – while I was to stay under Clint's surveillance.

The truth was out. Now I get to meet superheroes, and I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not!

I know, I know, this chapter is quiet short compared to my other ones, and I'm sorry. Basically I've had a very busy week and got given heaps of homework at the last minute, on top of that I had a writers block on all of my fanfics. Also, the next chapter will probably be the same length or shorter because next week is even busier and I swear, I won't even get time to get a decent nights sleep if I add anymore to it. Anyway, you've heard my rant, and now I just hope that you are still enjoying reading Crash, Boom, Bang.