The next morning, Amelia was dressed in the new suit that matched her mother's and hair brushed down flat. Once more, she was pacing her room. But this time, it wasn't because she was broken again, but because she was extremely nervous.
This mission would decide if her parents would be released or not, and if they would remain alive, if they were still. Amelia stopped when someone knocked on her door. Turning to it, she headed over and opened it. "It's time," Fury spoke, gazing down at her with his one eye.
Amelia raised her chin determinedly and nodded. "I'm ready."
Once more, Amelia relaxed as the plane landed, letting the Avengers off before flying into the air. Amelia strode forward, not waiting for instruction. "What are you doing?" Steve called, sounding irritated. "We can't just stroll right in."
Amelia turned toward them, blue eyes narrowed in determination. "And we can't get in without being noticed," she retorted. "So, I'm going to cause a diversion. You four can thank me later." Wheeling around, she stalked on past the warehouse, pressing to the shadows as she darted along, keeping low. Soon, she spotted a low building and she nodded to herself, remembering that was where her parents should be located in. "Ты должен был освободил их, когда у Вас был шанс," she muttered to herself, moving along.
When she got to the entrance, she peered inside, seeing Victoria pacing the room, but Aaron was nowhere in sight, but the remaining mutants were resting in the corners. Closing her eyes and inhaling, Amelia stepped forward and spoke, "Hello, Victoria." Her friend whipped around, obviously startled. The mutants growled and stood.
"You're supposed to be dead!" Victoria spluttered, stepping back.
Amelia smirked and replied, "Well, I'm not." Suddenly, she heard a whirring from behind her and a blue beam blasted a group of mutants to the right. "You shouldn't have messed with us," she growled and took forward at Victoria as the third battle began. Victoria wheeled around and darted up the stairs. Pushing aside her fear, Amelia carried on after her up the stairs and onto the landing. "Coward!"
Victoria whipped around, wielding a dagger. When she saw Amelia froze, she smirked. "Ah, gained another fear I see." Slowly, she started to circle Amelia, pointing the dagger at her. "Wrong move," she purred, "and your parents will be killed."
Amelia bristled and snapped, "Just give up already! Look down there, the Avengers and beating the mutants, you won't win!" Victoria stopped and peered down; Amelia then took the opportunity to knock the dagger out of her former friend's hands and heard it clatter onto the ground below. Victoria spun to face her and Amelia kicked her in the side, causing her friend to stagger away from the railing.
Victoria glared furiously at her and punched out at her, Amelia stumbling as it caught her in the chest. Once more, Victoria kicked out her legs from underneath her but Amelia pushed up on her palms, kicking her away and falling onto her back. Suddenly, a rogue blast exploded part of the landing, barely leaving room to fight, and making it easier to fall. "Careful," she yelled down at the Avengers, heart starting to pound as fear shot through her.
"Sorry!" Iron Man called as he blasted another mutant.
Amelia scrambled up and froze when Victoria didn't move. "Нет…" She carefully moved forward, skirting around the hole and pressing against the wall to see if Victoria was still alive. "Victoria?"
Suddenly, Victoria bolted up and lunged for Amelia, but she staggered back in alarm; Victoria's eyes widened in alarm as she fell through the hole. "Нет," Amelia screeched and landed on her belly, reaching out her arm quickly and grabbing onto Victoria's wrist, her former friend curling her fingers around Amelia's wrist. "I won't let you fall!" Amelia gasped, staring down at her former friend. Victoria only stared up at her in fear, both of the girls' palms sweaty. "Hang on," she begged, glancing around but the Avengers had taken the fighting outside to keep the building from collapsing.
Suddenly, Victoria's grasp slipped and her hand fell from Amelia's. "Victoria!" Amelia wailed, leaning forward but it was too late. Her former friend landed on the ground with a sickly thud and didn't move. Tears streaked down Amelia's dust covered cheeks and she choked back a sob, body shaking. "Нет…" Slowly, she shakily pushed herself up onto her palms and knees but a prick hit her in the back of the neck.
Amelia's body fell limp and she lurched forward, falling down as her world turned to black.
Ты должен был освободил их, когда у Вас был шанс. = You should have released them when you had the chance.
нет. = No.