Hello! Did you miss me? (sure you don't) Do you hate me? (sure you do) LOL. Ok, I'm so sorry for the missing… But I had lost the inspiration plus I'm too busy right now I can barely write.
Thanks for the two reviews and the new follows! It cheer me up to write this fic
[NEW YORK]
He hadn't had to ask her twice. Gwen's life was a priority. Changing Riley for her was all he could think, it wasn't something too hero-ness but there wasn't another choice...
The blond girl had accepted without questioning it and, instantly, Peter told her she could have Spiderman covering her back. "That's what every girl wants, a hero to save her ass." Riley murmured with sarcasm –her expression, her attitude, everything in her had changed after he had told her about his conversation with Winifred. "Stay back, Parker, Gwen's going to be fine."
Carrying her bow, she jumped out of the windows of Peter's room and rushed off quickly to leave behind the house of Aunt May –if she was right, something very bad was going to happen with the Strauss girl. Something she had tried to change but failed miserably when hadn't protected her from Red Skull. He, Red Skull, had corrupted her mind… –there was a chance the innocent Winifred stilled out there? She hoped.
If there wasn't any, she had an arrow with the name of the girl.
Peter wasn't willing to come to the party, but he didn't care at all. Wearing his Spider man suit he followed Riley, in silent, trying to not be caught by the girl –she had an awesome hearing that freaks him out. The blond girl stole a motorcycle to be quicker, and she rode it the faster she could.
Peter was on his way too. It took him a couple of hours to know the exactly position of the meeting –Brooklyn. He frowned, why that place over the million possibilities? It was unexpected.
[BROOKLYN]
Riley jumped out of the motorbike; she had parked it in front of an old house that Peter didn't recognize. The blond girl stayed out there with her arms crossed, waiting for something. It only took her two minutes; someone swung the door open from the inside of the house –a silent invitation to come in. Riley nodded her head, taking the invitation –just for a second she looked up, directly to him and her eyes gave him a withering look. He had to stay back as she told him –but Peter wasn't good with following orders.
It was an old house that had survived too much –the only reason to keep it that way it was because the house had belonged to Steve Rogers, Captain America, and it was a must-see for the tourists of the city. Riley clicked her tongue, disgusted –when the Civil War started, this place was the first one to be destroyed by the people who considered the Captain an enemy.
"You came." Winifred was over there and the blond girl barely recognized her –well that was a lie, she did recognize her… but not as Winifred Strauss, the innocent daughter of Aaron. "I thought you were too smart to come to the trap."
"You took Gwen." Riley ignored the insult and focused to find Peter's girlfriend, she wasn't there. "Where is she?" Instantly she aimed an arrow to her –pointing Winifred's head. "Tell me where is she! I'm not a patient person, Win'."
"Are you going to kill me?" The red hair girl asked, blinking with confusion. "What about your moral code? Daddy teach you to give a second chance to people, didn't he? Don't kill, just forgive." Riley raised one of her eyebrows, confused. Did she know the truth? No one knew that, no one knew her origin. "We are what our fathers wanted, aren't we?"
"Aaron didn't want you to become such a bitch." She replied and Win' laughed like it was the best joke she ever heard.
"I'm not stupid; I'm not the little innocent girl you think I am." Her lips curved in madness, her eyes lighted with evil. "I'm not a Strauss, I know that since I was born –I'm better than this, better than Aaron… He was a fool, an idiot for believing his wife loved him." She took a step forward, her fists clenched. "I am my father's sin." She was quicker than Riley expected her to be, in a blink of an eye Winifred was holding two guns, ready to shot her without thinking twice. "I am Sin."
Of course, she always knew.
She knew Lynette was her mother, but Aaron wasn't her father –he was too ordinary and she felt special, different from the other kids. She could run faster, she could punch harder, she was better –better than the others, better than her sister. So why would Aaron love Summer more than her? Her sister was weak, a fool. Winifred never understood, and that feeling rose inside her more and more… and then became an unstoppable rage and hate.
And then, one day, a man with a red face told her the truth –he was her real father. And his words made a meaning for her –she was half-superhuman, a new species, and a better one.
Yeah, her sister's accident wasn't an accident. She planned that way –with Summer out of their lives, maybe Aaron would pay more attention to her. But it didn't happen. He did the impossible. He did it. He brought her back –back from the death.
Aaron had to pay for that, for destroying her new world where she was the perfect and only daughter. It was easy, after all, he wasn't too smart –all he did, all the experiments he created, were based in Lynette's files. The seven belonged to her, not to him. He was no longer needed, Aaron must to die –and Winifred was the executioner, gladded to see his expression when she had aimed the gun to him. And then, she had pulled the trigger.
"There's a thing I never understood." With the gun and the arrow looking at each other, the girls had the whole time to talk before one of them would take the first step. "Why would you try to become my friend if you knew who I was the entire time?" Riley didn't seem surprised by the question; in fact, she expected it. "You're the daughter of my father's worst enemy. You and I are the opposite; we are destined to hate each other. To fight each other."
"I am not my father." Riley replied. "I am not like him."
"You did look like him." Blond. Blue eyes. Skinny body. A strong personality. A good heart. A powerful friend. "Too patriotic." Winifred clicked her tongue –Riley looked like her father a lot, but also the brunette could see perfectly the thing she had hated in her sister. In Summer. "Why are you here by the way? This isn't your time. You don't belong here."
"Yeah, I had that in common with my father too, hadn't I?" For the first time, Riley smiled. "My friend Tess took me here, to protect me from my time." She paused, thinking about telling her or not… The future would change every time she took part in this present. Telling something unappropriated to Winifred would mean a change… But wasn't the future too bad right now? Nothing would make it worse, she could swear. "She was trying to protect me from you." She shot the arrow but Winifred moved quickly to avoid it.
The sins of the father were the sins of the daughter.
And Winifred was a big sin.
[RESIDENCE FOR THE VETERANS]
Margaret Carter was falling sleep as Summer read the book she had carried –a recompilation of fairy tales. The Strauss girl closed the book and stared at her, even Peggy was old –almost ninety years old- she was beautiful, her eyes were so full of life and witness of to many experiences Summer wished for her one day. "If you're tired…" Peggy flew her eyes open, glancing at her with confusion. Summer sighed. "I'm a volunteer, I'm here to read if you want some company…"
"Oh, okay, nice to meet you, sweetheart." She smiled at her, tenderly. Peggy was suffering some kind of mental disorder that made her forget the recent events –or at least that was Summer had understood from the nurse; she had had to introduce herself again and again and again… but Peggy hadn't memorized her, Summer hadn't a place at her mind –and that made her sad… Feeling she hadn't a place anywhere. "What are you going to read me?"
"Amm… What about…?" She was going to pick a short tale when heard strong noises from the outside. "Stay here." It was something really stupid to tell her, because Peggy couldn't get up from the bed without help –her legs and knees were too weak right now to stand by herself. Summer stood up from the chair, leaving the book aside as she rushed off.
As soon as she found herself on the corridor, she smelled the blood mixed with bullets and death. Everything was kind of quiet now –no noises, no screams, no shouts for help, like nothing had happened. She took a step back, making her way back to Peggy's room. Carefully and quietly, the door swung closed.
"What's going on there?" Margaret was trying to fall out of the bed, worried and alarmed –maybe her mind wasn't entire fine but her instincts of a fighter were pretty there. "There's something wrong, right?" Summer turned back to see her, knowing Peggy would catch her if she lied. So instead of trying it, she nodded her head yes. "Help me to stand up from the bed, please." Summer stared at Peggy's hand –she was reaching for her help, unknowing that a simple touch could kill her instead of helping.
"Not a good idea." Summer said, calmly. "Stay in the bed." And this time, she ordered it.
It only took her a few of seconds to reach her purse and found her phone. Dialing Sully's number was easy, he had made her memorized the numbers since she had woken up from Aaron's lab. But even it was a fast action, it wasn't enough. Someone opened the door with rudeness, a man with a mask and a metal arm. Peggy shouted, afraid, as tried to get up from the bed –ready to kick him in the ass if she had the chance. "Help! Somebody help us!" But even Margaret's voice was loud and resounded for every room of the residence, nobody came. "I need my gun… My gun…"
Summer took a step back –she knew Peggy was freaking out, she was acting by her surviving instincts even her past as a soldier was gone too far. Protecting Margaret was a priority, not just for Steve but because the woman was one of the few persons Summer trusted. She was her friend, and no one was allowed to hurt her friends.
As soon as the man focused his eyes on her, Summer re-organized her thoughts. Peggy wasn't in danger, she was. The man didn't come to hurt the old woman; Margaret wasn't his mission, his target. She could see it in his eyes, the way he looked at her… he was a predator, a hunter. "Who's sending you?" With Aaron out of the map, Summer couldn't say who could be interested to go after her. Maybe Ben? –no, he had been caught by SHIELD. What about number five –Jacquelin? Did she want to finish Aaron's plans? No, Jacquelin didn't care about Aaron that much –the only thing the girl wanted was survive.
The masked man didn't answer her, instead of that he moved quickly. He was too fast, Summer didn't see him coming.
Using the metal arm, he took her by the neck –pushing her against the wall. She tried to kick him, but failed. The metal hand surrounded her neck –depriving her of breathing. "Number Six." He said, calmly. Now he was close to her and she could see him better, Summer thought she had seen him before. But where? Maybe at her dad's lab? "Absorption by touch."
[BROOKLYN]
Sin, Riley knew her by that name. Sin, the daughter of Red Skull –the mad psycho red haired woman who had killed Deanna, Tony, Pepper… Too much friends, too much people Riley cared about. The moment she had seen Winifred in the past, she knew in what the girl will become. Yeah, she had thought of killing her but… Winnie looked so innocent, so pure, so far from the monster she had known.
But it was just a mask. Winifred was a mask for Sin.
Riley had had the chance to change the future, and she hadn't taken it. What she had done was something her father would approve –and she hated herself for that. Maybe her father was a hero, maybe her father was a good man and had the best heart in the world… But that goodness, that sense of justice, that obligation about doing the correct thing… It had cost it her mother's life. And Riley couldn't forgive him for that. And Riley didn't want to be like him.
"No more chances." The archer said, aiming the bow. Sin smiled, ready for the fight –she had waiting long enough for it.
"No more chances." Winifred repeated, holding the two guns. "This ends here… With you and me."
[STARK TOWER]
There was something wrong, he could feel it. Tony had laughed at him when he had told him, the Stark didn't believe him –he wasn't going to do anything to check it. "Don't worry, blondie." Tony said to him with a mischievous smile. "Summer is having a good time." He was working at his Iron man suit, focused more at his task than anything that surrounds him. "Y'now, playing soldiers with Cap…"
"She can't touch him." It wasn't jealous, it was a reality. What Tony was insinuating, it wasn't possibly. "Something is really bad…" He sighed and took a sit. "Steve doesn't pick the phone… as Summer. She hadn't replied my texts." Tony looked up, the experiment number three was truly worried, it wasn't like the other times when Sully talked and talked for hours about his 'worries' –the Stark had wanted to punch him harder to shut him up, but Pepper had stopped him every time.
"Summer's phone has a GPS." It wasn't something he expected –to fall into Sully's game, but Tony had started to being worried about her too. "JARVIS, localize Summer Strauss's phone. I want the location." Sullivan stood up from the chair, looking at the map JARVIS had showed to them. There was a triangle where Summer was. "What is this place?"
Sully blinked, confused. JARVIS said it was the residence for the veterans. "But… I don't understand." Number Three whispered, looking at the triangle. "What is she doing there? None of her family is a veteran… Well, Aaron was but… He's dead now." Thinking about his ex-boss made him sad, but the worry was predominant. "It doesn't make sense."
"JARVIS, access to the security cameras of the residence. Now."
"Is that even legal?" Sully glanced out at him, Tony gave him an 'obviously' look –of course it wasn't, but they hadn't time for 'legal things'… Also Iron man wasn't afraid of the police, he didn't care about it too much.
"Yes, sir." JARVIS responded to its boss.
When the images of the cameras came to the virtual windows they had in front of him, Sully's heart skipped a heartbeat. There was blood everywhere; the floor was full of dead bodies –the blond guy counted, at least, fifteen people. He felt sick in an instant. "This doesn't look like the flyers." It wasn't a joke even it sounded like that. All Sully could think about was the image of a group of happy old man playing at dominoes –they hadn't a lot of life to live, but sure their lives hadn't had to end like this. "I'm going to throw up."
"Not now, blondie." Tony said, perplexed. He was trying to find his half-sister out there –praying for her not to be one of the dead bodies. But she wasn't there. Summer was anywhere. They had images of the main room, the living room, the kitchen, the hall, the corridors… Summer wasn't there.
"Where is she…? Is she…? Is she…?"
"No." But he didn't know for sure.
/ OK, SHORT CHAPTER… SORRY! BUT I HAD LOST THE INSPIRATION AND I'M FEELING SO BAD FOR HAVING A CRAPPY GRAMMAR… ÑEEE… IT MADE ME CRY. IT'S REALLY HARD FOR ME TO WRITE THIS FIC :'( I HOPE IT DOESN'T DISSAPOINT YOU SO MUCH…
ABOUT WINIFRED/SIN… I made a lot of changes to the story, but I hope you like it anyway… For example, in the original (the Spanish version I wrote long time ago) Winifred doesn't exist –I created her character for this fic. There was another OC, Sidney/Sin, who was my particular version of Sin –the daughter of Red Skull (who's a real character in the comics, by the way ). If you follow my videos on youtube, you can see a lot of vids centered on Sidney –/I paired her with Peter Parker and portrayed her as Nina Dobrev/. SO in the original version, Sidney is Steve's daughter –Riley's sister; I liked the idea of the two siblings becoming enemies –Sidney was raised by Red Skull, not by Steve, as a vengeance. I didn't include Sidney to not complicated the story (to be easy to write it), so sorry for the people who were expecting to see her in the fic! (a lot of people had asked me for her story, but there isn't a fic centered on her… Anyway, my friend Carol is planning to write one, I'll post the link here if someone is interested)
I'LL POST THE NEXT CHAPTER AS SOON AS POSSIBLY!
