Downward Spiral: Part One

Chapter Sixteen: Lost and Confused

Let's quickly do a recap. Just to see if you've been paying attention. And to make sure it was real.

My name is Mason Sdentato or as the public knows me by Mushina Al-Harazi. I'm the daughter of the recently kidnapped by Cross the Bitch Hakim and Belinda Al-Harazi, the heads of Sdentato Incorporated. Well, until recently finding out my real mother is an alien from the planet Bellas Major. So Belinda isn't really my by blood mother, just my raised by mother. I have a half alien sister named Anala Dusk who was a Nova but isn't anymore. Yeah, my family life sucks and I can barely understand it. So summed it up for you: Space mom, human dad that helps space, and pain in the ass space sister.

I have five amazing superhero friends. I'm part of a team that SHIELD Director Nick Fury put in place so that we can fight crime and learn to become better superheroes for the world. Like a junior glee club of the next Avengers, sort of saying. Let's start out with the three best friends you could have.

There's the human fortune-cookie K'un-L'un king, Danny Rand, otherwise known as Iron Fist. He can summon chi energy into his hands to create them like, well, iron. Hence the name. But despite that, he's a really nice and chill guy and loves meditating. Plus he hit me with a door when we first met.

Luke Cage, the big and tough guy we all call Power Man or PM. Has indestructible skin and superhuman strength, so don't beat him in Monopoly or anything. Just kidding, he's likes to resolve things through reason and not that to keen on in fighting. A little hard-headed at times, but one of the softest people I know.

Then there's Ava Ayala, White Tiger, the latest descendant in a line of White Tigers that have fought to defend and protect the Jade Tiger Amulet. Yeah, I think she was a more messed up family than I do. But Kraven (dude who killed her dad and grandfather) is just a total ass. She's an academic at heart, and is always striving to be better than anyone who stands in her way. She and Peter are meant to be together, no matter what my inner demons say. (Yah, I got a few of those.) They're just to shy to ask each other. Or stubborn. I agree better with the stubborn.

Second to last is Morgan Barton or Deadshot (We had an argument on her name. So she changed it from Dova to Deadshot.), the niece of the legendary Hawkeye and an amazing marksman. Unlike her uncle, she uses knives, ninja stars, trick bombs, and occasionally a cross bow. She is a bit cocky, but she does think things through before acting them out. She can be a real bitch when you want her to be, but other times she's still that same bitch.

And finally, there's Sam Alexander, Nova, one of the last surviving member of the legendary Nova Corps, and has a bucket-head. Despite all that, he's pretty straight-forward except when he's a moron. He's a good friend, and knows when to get serious about things. And I'm unclear if we're dating or friends that just kissed. But I'll keep you updated on that.

We've gone through some crazy missions together alongside SHIELD, through creeps like the Frightful Four, Green Goblin, Venom, and even the Terrible Trio (Cross, Blight, and Trickshot).

It's been fun and all, but now I've got family to save.

Events of Downward Spiral occur at the time of Journey of the Iron Fist.

Part One takes place the first day (where Iron Fist and Spider-Man have training)...

"God, you look awful."

I looked at Morgan with tired eyes. "Thanks dude."

"Have you been sleeping?"

The answer to that question is no. I haven't. Until recently, I had believed that Ionia, the Nightwatcher creator, had good plans for the charm. Instead, she just wanted to posses a Nightwatcher and use them to destroy her home planet. And I doubt she'll stop there. The other past Nightwatchers don't know, but any of them could burn me to a crisp if I accused Ionia. Not to mention Ionia has been draining the powers out of the necklace for the past few weeks so I can barely do anything not physical exercising. So, no sleep. Just working and planning on how I would confront Ionia. And there was Cross.

Cross the Bitch had kidnapped my parents a few months ago. Fury had SHIELD looking, but I doubt Cross needed them that bad. Cross is after the Nightwatcher necklace for her own use and I could seriously imagine some big destruction if she had it. SHIELD already had Trickshot, Morgan's apparent psycho self from another dimension and one of Cross's allies.

"I'll get Sam to bug you if you don't answer." Morgan threatened as I shook my head quickly.

"No, I haven't. To busy worrying about my parents and Cross. And who the hell Rick is."

Morgan rolled her eyes. Rick was one of her crushes and she won't tell me anything about him. I got who Sam was, but that was by snooping through her stuff.

The bell rang and we popped out our seats. Finally school was over. Morgan walked with me to my locker and I opened it. A small piece of orange paper fluttered down with Sun? written on it in messy handwriting.

I handed it to Morgan. "Again?"

"Third time this week." I spotted Sam and waved at him. He came over smiling.

"Hey Mason."

"I'm gonna go." Morgan shuffled awkwardly away from us.

I looked back at Sam. "Please tell me no training? Please?"

He laughed. "Coulson's gone and Fury will tell us if we're needed. Want me to walk you home?"

I nodded and we walked out of Mid Town. We were quiet until we came to my house. We stopped and I turned to Sam.

"So Sam-"

We heard a loud scream and I sighed. Worst. Fucking. Time. Ever. We both ran into the house and suited up, like it mattered to me. We cautiously started looking where the scream had originated, Sam first.

"Nothing." I closed the last door on the second floor. There was scuffling from below and we went down as quietly as possible.

They were speaking giberish but Sam narrowed his eyes. "Badoon? What are they doing here?"

"Badoon?" I whispered back confused. I swear I had heard it from somewhere before.

He looked at me. "Aliens from space. They're kind of nasty and they look like snake people-ish."

I opened the door slowly and peeked in. Sam was right. They were about six feet and covered in green scales. They had two toes and three fingers (plus an opposable thumb). They were wearing yellow armor and had a Anala cornered.

I looked back at Sam. "No offense, but is everything that lives in space huge?"

"To you, yes." He got ready to blast through when they talked again. Sam started telling me what they were saying. "You had your chance girl. Now where is Sun?!"

Anala looked him dead in the eyes. "Sun stopped communicating with me a long time ago. It's been one year."

The Badoon looked at her then raised his gun. Time to move. I opened the door fully and Nova blasted the Badoon.

I glared. "Dude!"

He shrugged. "What? You've never fought Badoon before."

"I have." Anala said from kicking the Badoon in the face. She turned to me with a sweet smile. "Honey, get me my alien gun."

"Gun or box?" I folded my arms.

She thought for a second. "Both. I'm gonna interrogate the Badoon. Old fashion style." She grinned and looked at Sam then back at me. "So, your boyfriend's a Nova Corps?"

"We're not dating!" I shouted

"Debating on if we're dating." Sam muttered.

We stared at each other then I blushed. "Okay, maybe is the better answer." I bolted out of the room before anymore akwardness could happen. I looked underneath Anala's bed where I had first found her photo. I knew she kept old stuff under her bed and the gun under the pillow. Grabbing both I walked back into the living room, where Anala was glaring at the tied up Badoon and Sam had the most confused face ever.

"How-"

"Kid, shut up." Anala shook the Badoon rudely awake. She had tied him up and placed him on the loveseat. The window was closed and shaded with the fan light on. The Badoon woke up and started ranting and Anala slapped him. "Yeah yeah, I'm a witch. Blah blah blah. You understand English." The Badoon nodded. "Good. Now how did you find Sun?"

He started rambling again. Anala slapped him. "You speak English. Speak it." The Badoon continued rambling and Anala turned to me. "Honey, hand me my alien gun." I gave it to her and she pointed at his head. "English. Now."

"Okay!" The Badoon's voice was raspy. "Sun's face was all over the channels. Everyone wants the prize."

"So, how much is it?"

"Um, excuse me." We all looked at Sam. "But who the hell is Sun?"

"Sun's a mercenary that doesn't kill. So more of a thief that's does whatever she needs to get money. She's part of The Ghosts, a mafia in space. And she's been dead for several years." Anala quickly explained. "Novas took her down."

The Badoon laughed. "Well she's been spotted here with some other human child with black hair. This was the address that was given."

We all looked at each other and Anala pouted. "I liked having a normal life." She took the box out of my hands and put on the Nova helmet. She was magically wearing her suit and hand alight with energy.

Sam stared at her then turned to me. "Your sister's a Nova?! Why didn't you tell me?!"

I shrugged. "Didn't know if it was for sure. And it never came up."

"Like I said, Sun was taken down by the Novas." Anala leaned in and held the Badoon by the throat. "I never said dead. Now, who hired you?"

The Badoon choked out his answer. "The tiger masked woman. Cross." Anala dropped him and he took a deep breath. "That's all I know. I swear!"

Anala took off the helmet and threw it at me. "I know." She grabbed the gun and blasted the Badoon in the shoulder.

"Dude!" Sam and I shouted, both backing out. The Badoon screamed and passed out.

Anala frowned. "I liked that couch." She turned to us. "Go get Cross. I'll take out any more Badoon that come here."

I nodded and grabbed Sam's arm. "Let's go."

"But-"

I stared him in the eyes. "We're going to SHIELD to talk to the only person who knows where she is."

"But-"

"Sam," I stared at him. "Anala was a mercenary. She can take care of herself. At least she didn't kill the Badoon." He stared at me. "So let's go."

"Your sister's psychotic."

"You have no idea."

Third POV

"Madame, our first Badoon has gone offline."

Cross turned to Blight. She growled. "Sun. Send the next squadron in and expect the Nightwatcher."

Blight nodded and left. Cross looked back at screen and clicked it. A figure shadowed by the darkness appeared in the screen. Cross bowed. "The plan is going as planned. Soon, Anala Dusk will be yours."

"And the girl?"

Cross stood up and growled. "Leave Mushina out of this!"

The figure growled and pushed a button. Cross screamed and gripped the back of her neck. She dropped and the figure hissed. "Both she and the Nightwatcher need to die. It's the only way to make sure my revenge is complete."

Cross stood up. "I will make sure that Mushina and Fyre are dead, my lord."

"Good."

"How'd I know you would come here?"

Trickshot was laying on his bed, flipping a coin into the air.

"Because you're the psycho version of Morgan."

Trickshot sat up and looked at me. I had sent Sam off to find Fury, just in case crazy here wanted something in return. "I'm not a psycho."

"You are. Now, tell me where Cross is and what's she planning."

"I'll only tell you the second one if you tell me how Dova's is doing."

I sighed. What's his fascination with himself? "Morgan's fine. She's actually called Deadshot now, cause Dova is a bit stupid."

Trickshot nodded. "Cross isn't planning anything. She was 'hired'," He did the quotation marks. "By some big boss called The Ghost King. I haven't really seen him fully, but I know he has some sort of vendetta against a mercenary named Sun."

"What's the vendetta about?"

He smiled. "You'll like this story. Sun and him were on a job on a planet called Spartax. Both of them got captured and sent to The Klyn, some sort of space jail. Sun escaped during a prison break and left The King for dead. He's been planning on how to break her for a long time." He smirked and walked towards the door. "And it involves killing her whole family and taking everything away from her."

I felt my heart drop. Killing her whole family? Guessing that included me. "So where is she?"

"Reduce my sentence."

I shook my head. "No."

He went back to his bed. "Then, I don't talk."

I slammed on the glass door. He jumped and stared at me. "Look, I don't make the rules. I can talk to Fury but that's as much as I can do. Now tell me or your sentence isn't all you'll be worrying about."

Trickshot stared at me impressed. "Glad we have an understanding. But, I believe you know where she is Mason Sdentato. Think about it."

I left without saying another word. I know where we need to go.

A grey five story building stood in the setting sun, windows glaring the light. Even though the building had been abandoned for four years, it looked recently fixed up, probably sold to some other company if I didn't know better. There wasn't any movement but I knew they were in there. I could tell Sam just wanted to get this over with but I doubt this would be over as soon as he thought it would be.

"What's the plan?"

I looked at him. "I'm thinking. How stealthy can you be?"

He shrugged and I rolled my eyes. We approached stealthily and went through the front door. The hallways were completely silent and dark. It was kind of creepy but personal decorations could be critiqued later. Cross first.

We entered the center room where several TV screens played the news and several computer monitors. Cross had her back to us and Blight was nowhere to be found. Sam looked at me and we both got ready to fight.

"Sorry kiddies." I was yanked across the room by a shadow whip and Sam struggled in Blight's grasp/bear hug. "But I'm not that easy to capture." Cross pressed a button on the console and a video of Trickshot telling me where I could find Cross at. I growled as Cross laughed. "Ghost's going to be happy I've got you out of the way. Just need to check one more off the list and his vendetta's complete."

"So you're just some pawn he hired. Betcha he won't care if I give you to SHIELD."

She laughed. "He's the king of crime in all of the galaxy. In space and on Earth. So, he naturally has connections everywhere. I'd be out within a week."

I snorted. "Yeah right."

"Well, women can be real bitches. You should know that." I rolled my eyes. "Especially if the ones they love betrayed them." She turned and all I could think was 'Is the world fucking with me again?'.

Did I edit this chapter? Yes. I did.

Sorry about that...

:)

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