Broken Sun

Chapter Five: Aftermath

Morgan's POV

That was too intense.

Like way to intense.

I mean, we getting an amateur archer who is calling himself Trick Shot when he's just a lame shot. Cross showed up herself for once, instead of her lackey shadows. And freaking Blight, whom my uncle has spent five years trying to find, shows up and burns Mason's side! I mean who the hell designed this team?! Freaking Idiots-R-Us?

Mason was actually holding up pretty well against the burn on her side. She didn't even scream or flinch when he did it and was even able to push rumble out of the way. Either she was superhuman or she was pushing back the shock. I looked over at her side as we looked for the rest of the team. It was a dark red and you could see the outline of his hand. She looked calm and collected as she moved a large piece of rubble out of the way to reveal Power Man.

His glasses fell off his face and to the floor. Mason stared at them and picked them up, placing a hand over her eyes as she handed them to him. I guess it was the least she could do for saving her. I mean, secret is literally in the two words Secret Identity.

After that we uncovered Nova and Spidey real quickly and all caught out breaths. SHIELD was taking a long ass time today, weren't they? I huffed a streak of hair out of my face. I mean every authority was actually taking a long time today. I swear Coulson needs to put up more defense systems. Ha! Trying explaining this to the board.

I turned to see how Mason was doing. I mean, today she had fought superheroes, saved superheroes, and that was in the span of at least twenty minutes. Instead of standing like the rest of us she was on the ground. Fuck.

I dashed over faster than anyone could blink and checked her pulse. It was normal and I think she just passed out from exhaustion. I would too. Helping super heroes and fighting bad guys. Guess the ambulance should get here soon.

...

Fuck I was going to get murdered.

"And you let a unarmed citizen fight against three super powered people?!"

"Um, that's an incorrect statement. I armed her with a switchblade and only two of them were super powered."

My uncle rubbed his head at my what I said. We were out of sight of proper authorities and at least a dozen SHIELD agents were in range of us. White Tiger kept looking over occasionally to see if I had done anything stupid. And I was about to.

"You can't just do that Mor. It's not-"

"Don't you dare say right, Clint. I took a vote in my head. I could either let a couple crippled kids get trampled or I could do both at the same time. I chose the correct path. Mason agreed to it."

"And look where it got her. An overnight stay in the hospital with a major burn, most likely a concussion, and two sprained wrist."

"Actually I think I sprained her wrists during our badminton game."

He raised an eyebrow. "Wow, your competitive."

I shrugged. "Genetics." We both laughed before I changed the subject. "Trick Shot was here."

Clint narrowed his eyes. He had bad encounters with Trick Shot and I knew how he felt about him. This wasn't the same one but it was definitely sent as a mockery to him. "It wasn't Circus of Crime Trick Shot. It was someone else on almost equal footing, just a bit better."

He nodded then kissed my forehead. "Got to run. Be home by eleven PM. Stark's getting suspicious of why you're out so late."

"Will do Hawkeye."

"Why would Trick Shot join up with two super powered freaks?"

"I don't know. I thought you or Hawkeye would have an answer to that." Fury and I were walking down the hallway to the debriefing room in our temporary base (Thanks for that Goblin.) and I had asked him about Trick Shot.

"Hawkeye has no clue. But what concerns me more is Blight and Cross. We've rarely ever seen Cross without her shadows lackeys and she never works with others. And Blight's been a ghost since last December."

"What did Cross want?" Fury raised an eyebrow.

"Someone called a Nightwatcher. I searched the files. Nothing. Not even a mention by anything SHIELD nor government."

Fury nodded and we stopped in front of the debriefing room. "Remember that mission you've been bugging me about?"

"Which one? Photograph Heist or Ghost Murders?"

"Photograph Heist. You can take it."

"Are you admitting them as connected? 'Cause then I will."

He sighed but nodded. I sent a fist up in the air. Finally stubborn-as-a-mule Fury actually agreed with me on a case. I guess he had to think logically over gut-feelings. That made quite dull fun. He handed me the case file and started to walk off.

I looked at him, one hand still in the air. "Um, aren't you going to debrief them on what I'm doing?"

He looked at me. "If you want to become a higher level agent of SHIELD then you have to start acting like one." He headed down the hallway, leaving me staring at him.

"I'm a level eight specialist! I don't need to prove myself!" It didn't matter because he was already gone. He does that and it is annoying. "Well screw you then."

Mason's POV

Three days later

"Mason?"

I looked up tiredly from my math book to smile at Morgan. It had been three days since the Terrible Trio attacked. Anala had flipped out when she heard and threatened to move to Canada. I had calmed her down and convinced her that it was just a random attack. I did get grounded for fighting though. My side was actually almost healed, I didn't have a concussion, and my wrist weren't sprained but I could barely sleep. Cross and Blight's faces always appeared when I closed my eyes. Morgan said it was because I almost died but she did seem a bit shakey about it. "Ya?"

"You're going to sleep through Math."

"So?"

"Just saying." Morgan shrugged. "What's between you and Sam?"

I stared at her. "What?"

She had a evil twinkle in her eyes. "When he's not looking you stare and when your not, he is."

"So?" I snorted. I can't believe she had noticed that. I had started doing it the day after I got out of the hospital and I couldn't stop. I wasn't obsessed with him but I still did it. Like it was a reflex. It was kind of getting annoying. "Pete does it with Ava."

Morgan looked confused then bit back laughter. It was true. Peter and Ava always helped each other with homework or were staring at one another. I had a mental bet with Fyre that they would get together but she doubted it. She said no intelligent person would date a dork. "Yeah, they do."

"Besides, I barely know Sam. All I know is that he's nice, speaks Spanish, and likes to build stuff out of food."

"You forgot funny."

"Do you like someone Morgan Barton?"

She shook her head. "Not with anyone here."

I raised an eyebrow. Morgan had a crush? That was totally unexpected. She was a literal rock. I shook my head. "Ten bucks says his name is with Rick or Casey."

She looked at me then slapped ten dollars on my desk. I looked at her. "His name is Rick. That's all."

The bell rang and Morgan grabbed her stuff. "Gym time."

"Wonder what we're doing today." I muttered.

"Ten bucks says it's soccer." Morgan yawned. She had a teasing smirk on her face. I told her about what sports I played and that I was Italian. So soccer was a tease to no end.

"Ten bucks in coins that it's not." She glared at me. She always had change on her which scared me just a bit.

"Today's activity is going to be dodge ball. Thompson, Parker, your captains." I raised an eyebrow at the captain picks. Thompson was an ass and Peter was (no offense to him) not that good of a leader.

"Quarters or Dimes?" Morgan whispered.

"Quarters. I won't loose 'em."

She nodded and waited to be called. Thompson picked a strong team consisting of him, Derek (one of his football buddies), Luke, Danny, and Sam. Pete picked his usual group of him, Ava, MJ, Harry, and another kid I didn't know. Morgan frowned as both of us were the ones left.

"I pick Mason."

Morgan looked shocked at Flash but turned it to playful anger. "You're going down first Flash."

I snickered and joined the dude team. Okay, why me? This was a dream team plus me. Haha, I had probably impressed them with my badminton skills. Coach blew his whistle and my whole team ran to get balls (Heh heh, get it?) while I stood their like a dork. Lesson one, I don't do dodge ball. At all. I'm usually the first one out.

Morgan was right on one thing. She did get Flash out first. And half the team. While I dodged any ball thrown at me and myself throwing a few also, she managed to get Flash, Derek, and Luke out within five minutes.

Danny threw a ball and MJ got him by his feet. I chuckled at his fake puppy dog look and yelped when one came by my head.

Sam got Ava out and came by my side. "Guess we're the only ones left."

"I'm surprised that I've gotten this far. I usually suck at this." I dodged a ball heading for my chest and Sam threw. No name kid was out.

"Really? You look like you got some good moves." I raised an eyebrow and he looked ready to die. "That came out so wrong."

"It came out fine. Watch out!" I blocked a ball coming towards him and threw, hitting Harry in the chest. Harry rubbed his chest but sent a smile my direction.

So now it was MJ, Morgan, and Pete verses Sam and I. Awesome.

I grabbed a ball at my feet and launched it at Pete. Knowing myself, it hit MJ instead. At least it was someone.

Morgan smirked. "I was going easy on you." She threw a ball directly at me. I sidestepped it, totally worth a Matrix scene, and threw the ball, hitting Morgan square in the stomach. She just gapped at me then mouthed 'jerk' before walking off.

"Nice moves." Sam and I looked at other another, grabbed a ball, and chucked it at Peter.

Each ball got a separate 'Ow' and we grinned. Looks like I don't suck at dodge ball all.

I looked around the reconstructed cafeteria for a spot. It was the first time since the whole event that I had been in here. I ate outside or in a classroom since but Morgan had threatened me with telling Anala. I had rushed through getting out of my gym clothes and to the cafeteria to avoid the idle chatter. Besides, I was really hungry.

Morgan waved from the table I had been denied the day of the incident. MJ and Harry weren't there so I guess they were either avoiding the table or eating somewhere else. I walked over and she patted the seat between her and Sam with an evil smile. This was so not a coincidence.

"Truth or Dare? That's what you want to play?" Ava said skeptically.

"Do we look like low self-esteemed fourteen year old girls?" Luke said indignantly.

"Well." Morgan gestured to me and I punched her. So much for short people jokes.

"That has to be one of the fucking stupidest things I've heard." I crossed my arms.

"C'mon on you guys, it'll be fun. Just for awhile." Peter whined.

Luke eyed Ava and Danny. Danny shrugged but Ava rolled her eyes. Morgan smiled at the idea. "Okay, but rules."

"Nothing illegal or will result in death."

Morgan snickered. "Nothing to express gayness nor PDA." Sam raised an eyebrow. "Public Display of Affection."

"What happens at the table, stays at the table." I muttered.

"You're sucking the fun out of this." Peter whined.

Morgan shrugged. "Whatever. Pete, Truth or Dare?"

Pete thought for a second. "Truth."

She nudged my foot under the table. "Do you have a crush on anyone at the school?"

Peter blushed deep red. "N-no. Why would you ask?"

Morgan took a bite of salad. "Liar."

Pete looked nervously at Ava then back at her. Interesting. "I don't."

Morgan held up her hands. "Live and let live."

Pete rolled his eyes then looked around at his victims. "Mason."

"Dare." I said way to quickly.

He kind if looked shock but nodded. "You have to sing us a song."

I gulped. "Right now?"

He smiled with a little bit of evil showing. "Yes."

I put down the spoon. "Peter Parker, you are not getting a birthday present. Do you have a song in mind?"

He shook his head but Sam had an idea pop up in his head. "Black and White by-"

"No."

"But-"

"Are for sitting. No."

Morgan smiled. "Chasing Pavements by Adele."

I raised an eyebrow. I knew the song but it was a weird choice. I expected at least Cherry Bomb by The Runaways from her.

Should I give up?

Or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere?

Would be a waste

Even if I knew my place.

Should I leave it there?

Should I give up?

Or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere?

I looked at their shocked expressions. I probably sounded like a cat dying when I sang. I really didn't listen to myself when I sang, I just focused on the lyrics to the song. My mother had actually refused to let me do anything in the arts range except for painting and drawing. My dad was against that and taught me how to play the guitar and piano and how to dance and sing. My dad was a lot better with children than my mother was, if you couldn't tell.

"Dude, you're good. Where'd you learn to sing like that?" Sam said.

I blushed and poked at the salad. "I'm honestly not. Ya'll are just lucky I'm having a good day. I usually sound like a dying cat."

"Who uses 'ya'll' as a contraction?"

"I do." I flicked a shredded carrot at Morgan. "Luke."

We continued the game which resulted in funny consequences for Sam and Morgan. Sam had to ask a girl out in front of his crush, whoever that was. Morgan had to run around the track field after school with a milk carton on her head. I found out Danny liked Princess and the Frog, Peter had bad relationships with animals, Ava was afraid of failing school (Aw, she thinks she's Hermione), and Luke's favorite color was a tie between yellow and black and he had scientist parents.

"Pete."

"Truth."

"You're not fun. Why exactly did you want to play this game?"

Pete looked around. "'Cause I was bored?"

Morgan narrowed her eyes. "Liar."

Peter looked at her then ran off like his life depended on it. It probably did too.

Mystery Person's POV

I followed the creepy shadow creature down the hallway until we reached the end. A man with four tentacle arms on was staring at multiple screens.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was oily as ge turned.

"Lady Cross wants your assistance."

"For what?"

I felt a sneer grace my lips. "Distracting Spiderman and his team."

"What's in it for me?"

I held out a brief case. "Assistance in your genetic experiments and funding." He reached for the case but I snapped it back "If you agree."

He hissed and was silent. "I'll do it."

I handed him the case. "Thank you Octavius."

My brother says I suck at fluff and fighting scenes. And I made Peter a wimp. And that I write really weird characters. Including Morgan.

Does her POV explain why she's badass other than her screaming "I'm a level eight specialist!"?

Plus I actually think SpideyTiger (Is that the ship name?) should be canon. THEY IS PERFECT!

And I was bored. Couldn't think of anything besides dodge ball and Truth or Dare.

So how did I do? Review if you want.

NEXT TIME: Either the episode Electro with a twist or a Nightwatcher lesson.

~PoetryNeedsANewName~