Hey guys Im back! Please enjoy my gift to you.
All Isis could feel was pain.
Her chest was bursting with what seemed like flares. Whatever had happened before the battle hadn't ended well. In fact she couldn't even remember it ending...
Well that was worrying.
She could hear voices ringing in her ears. They sounded worried and Isis couldn't recognize any voices.
She groaned. The pain flared again as someone picked her up in strong arms. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing a man with long hair, and a worried expression on his face. She groaned again and he looked down.
"Friend Stark, the wolf is awake!" Then she remembered, Thor was carrying her.
The pain came again and she thrashed, falling out of the Asgardians arms, falling onto the floor with a pained thud.
The pain became to much and she howled, before darkness once again claimed her.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Tony hadn't seen Isis for the rest of the battle.
He had thought she was off fighting somewhere, scaring the life out of the opposition, some literally.
The last he had seen the young flying wolf was when she had miraculously saved him from a incoming missile.
In his rage he hadn't even checked if she was ok, and had flew off to rid the world of his own weapons.
At the moment the team, minus Allwolf, were stood in a barren street. There was rubble just about everywhere, and any buildings still standing were either crumbling or had no windows left.
They had already rounded up the last terrorists and sent them to Shield.
"Wheres Whitefang?" It had to be Banner who asked the question. The doctor was less green now and was fully dressed, but he still shifted a lot. Turns out no one had seen the wolf after she had saved Tony.
"The last I saw her was... Oh god." With that sudden realization the genius flew off to the last place he had seen Isis Allwolf.
What he saw made him want to puke.
There, lent against a small pile of rubble was Isis. There was fragments of a bomb of some kind surrounding her.
This wasn't what horrified Tony though.
It was the blood.
Isis was unconscious, but her chest was a mess. The shrapnel of the bomb had penetrated her bullet proof vest, hitting her chest.
This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. Not again.
Tony didn't notice as the team landed. He never noticed their collective gasps at the sight. He never noticed as Thor gently picked Isis up.
"Friend Stark, the wolf is awake!" That was what shocked Tony out of his trance. He ran over to Thor and the bundle in his arms, and sure enough cloudy blue eyes were peaking through her eyelids.
The noise from Thor had shocked her though and she thrashed, falling and landing on her chest with a dreadful thud.
The howl that emitted from her was heartbreaking.
Thor picked the now unconscious girl up, holding her slightly tighter so she wouldn't fall again.
As they walked to the Quinjet, Tony realized what he had to do.
He knew how to save her.
As he flew off, he could hear the calls of his team through the com-links.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
They had been waiting for hours.
Once Tony had returned, armor-less, with an Arc Reactor in his hands they finally got why he flew off so frantically.
Both he and Bruce had literally ran into the surgery, and had returned only half an hour ago, and were now waiting to see their injured team mate.
Everyone was outside the room. Tony and Clint were both pacing, whilst Nat was trying to hot-wire the food machine at the end of the hall. Thor was stood stock still next to the door as if guarding it and both Bruce and Steve were sitting on the plastic chairs, waiting.
It was another hour before they heard anything about Isis' condition. A nurse came out of the room, which they were keeping Isis in, and made a noise.
"Right. You can go see her but-" She was cut off when the team scrambled past her, all wanting to see their injured friend.
Isis was knocked out, her chest swathed in clean white bandages. In the direct center, exact-ally where Tony's arc would be, was a blue light.
Isis had a Arc Reactor and she didn't even know it yet.
They all settled around their team mate, and patiently waited for her to wake.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It was dark.
That was the first thought that came to mind when Isis Allwolf opened her eyes. She was in a bed and, by the smell, was in the infirmary of the Shield Helicarrier.
Now that she thought about it, there was a faint blue glow surrounding the room, coming form somewhere around her.
She looked down.
And swore.
The bandages covering her chest did hardly anything to stop the intense blue light of a Arc Reactor and now that she thought about it, her chest stung.
She had a Arc Reactor.
That dream, that recurring dream, where she would wake up from the pain of a Arc Reactor, that hadn't been Tony's pain.
It had been hers.