Luna's Pov
Right before Clint punches him the face, and points and arrow at him as he falls to the ground.
Clint's Pov
I was raging. I understand what Tony is going through; wanting to get his child back, but you don't just ask the person if they can be removed from said child's head. He lands on the ground with a loud thud, holding his bleeding, and probably broken, nose. I can hear Sam and Janet struggling to keep Luna at bay, but I say let her loose she is only going to cause pain to Tony. I aim my arrow right at his head, a dangerous gleam in my eye, waiting to see if he makes any move towards me. Tony looks at me scarred, rightfully so, using his free hand to hold it up in surrender. I lower my bow slowly keeping my gaze towards him.
Tony's Pov
I can feel the blood slowly trickling down my chin from my nose, but at this moment I don't care. All I care about right now is not dying and getting my daughter back. I see Clint has one of his arrows drawn, pointed at me with a dangerous look in his eye. I knew if I wanted to get out of this situation alive I would have to surrender… for now. I get up slowly putting my hand out to show I was done. He lowers his bow keeping his eyes trained on me, until we hear Sam Scream and fire erupt from where Luna and Janet were.
Sam's Pov
Janet and I were trying to keep Luna down, long enough to calm down and try not to kill Tony. Sadly that plan was not working. While Hilda was not that strong, Luna had almost the same strength as Steve when she was angry.
"Geez Luna! Calm down before I sedate you!" I yelled. I was really hoping it wouldn't have to lead to that. I haven't tested the sedative on Hilda's body before so I don't know what would happen if I did that. I didn't have any more time to think about it, when I felt fire coursing my veins. Luna stopped struggling; making Janet let her arm go, giving her time to heat her hand to a high enough temperature that not even I could withstand causing pain to run through me. I screamed as loud as I could making her drop me arm, but not before she released all of the energy she was holding in, sending a pillar of fire up into the sky.
I closed my eyes and waited for the burn, but it never came. I opened my eyes to see that the fire made a kind of protective dome around us, to shield me and Janet from the rest of the flames. "I swear on Asgard Hilda, that when this is over you will find yourself at the mercy of my sword." I mumbled under my breath. "Sam, Janet! Are you two ok?" I hear Steve yell through the flames. I look to Janet for her answer. "If you call sitting in a fire dome, waiting for Luna to stop throwing a hissy fit, then yes we're totally ok!" She yells sarcastically for a reply. "Where is Marie?" I hear Tony ask. I grit my teeth together at the sound of his voice. He is kind of the reason why we are in this mess. "We don't know, but right now that's not my top priority." I snap at him.
The fire starts to die down and the dome slowly dissolves into the night sky. I see Luan lying on the ground… not moving. Marie is the same but she is slumped against a tree. I ran towards Luna while Janet went to Marie. I landed roughly on my knees next to her, gripping her shoulders and started to shake her. When I realized that wasn't working, I checked to see if she was breathing and or had a pulse. Luna didn't have either. I tore my gaze away from her and looked over to Janet. "Janet, she's not breathing…" I tell her, with a look of dread etched on to me face. Janet's eyes widen and starts to check on our other friend. She lets out a sigh of relief. "Marie's breathing. Her pulse might not be strong but it's there." She informs me.
I hear a thump next to me and turn to see Clint looking over his child. "What happened?" he asked not looking at me. I stare blankly at him. "What happened…? What happened?!" I yelled angrily at him. "I'll tell you what happened; you and Tony started fighting not realizing that your daughter was struggling so much that she released so much power to through us off of her!" I finish out of breath. "And you have the audacity to ask me what happened?!" I scream once more. A hand finds its way to my shoulder, resulting in me turning around to snap at the person, only to see Steve standing behind me.
He locks eyes with me, silently pleading for me to calm down. I close my eyes, only one thought racing around in my head. Luna isn't breathing, which means neither, is Hilda. I keep thinking that multiple times over, until I hear someone start to cry. My eyes fly open looking at Steve. He shakes his head, jutting his head in Clint's direction. I turn around and see that he's holding his daughter's body close, crying over her.
I turn to look at the rest of the team, seeing them sport the same look as I do. Shock. Never have we seen Clint cry, I used to think he wasn't capable of it. No one thought that the mighty Hawkeye could shed a tear. Even JANET was surprised by this.
Natasha walked over to him, kneeling down to his level. "I think it's time to go, I'm sure Doom saw that pillar and sent someone to come looking for us." She said with a firm yet gentle tone. Clint looked up with red puffy eyes full of sadness it was too much to look at. I turn away hugging Steve with all the strength I could muster at the moment.
Steve's Pov
I tighten my grip on Sam as I continue to look at the scene before me. Natasha whispering comforting words to Clint, all the while her hand never leaving Luna's shoulder. Janet was looking at the ground the entire time, her body visibly shaking. The rest of the team holding sadness within their eyes. Scott comes up next to me, staring solely on the broken family. "I always knew this job had its fair share of risks, and I always thought one of us would go out swinging against the enemy." He started. I finally tore away my eyes to look at him. "But never in a million years did I think that it be one the girls fighting against each other." He finished looking at me with sincerity. I only give a small smile in return as I feel Sam start to pull away from me. I turn my eyes onto her. "You ok?" I ask, knowing the answer already.
She looked up at me her eyes glistening with grief and dread, also held something else in them. Something that brought a smile to my lips as well as Scotts. Fire. "Let's get off this blasted island first then I'll tell you, because right now I'm planning on finishing what Luna started." She said. Determination seeping through very word. "Do pray tell what that is?" Scott asks with a brow raised. Janet spoke us for the first time in a while. "Bringing down Doom and destroying the serums once and for all." Janet said, voice lacking any emotion.
I go to reply but as usual someone cuts us off, but this time I'm glad they did. We all look over to Marie as she let out a gasp and started waking up, but something was different. She no longer had her purple hair, her eyes no longer the vibrant purple but a subtle brown and no one else seemed to notice.
"Oh thank god, your alive we thought we lost you there for a moment Marie." Scott said as ran up beside her. "W-what?" She responded while placing a hand on her forehead. Scott dent down to her level and got a little too close for comfort, because next thing we know she punched him square in the jaw. Janet had to hold her back from doing any more damage. "Who the heck is Marie?" She asked while grabbing hold of Janet's arm in a death grip, fearing she might disappear.
Everyone looks at her weirdly, until Tony butts in. "Daisy is that you?" he asks carefully. Daisy fixes a glare on him and rolls her eyes, scoffing. "Of course it is what other child do you have?" She replies. She looks around spotting Clint and Luna, eyes widening a great deal. She opens her mouth to speak but I cut her off. "If you play with fire, you're going to burn yourself sooner or later." I told her with a sorrowful look in my eyes.
"What happened to Hilda?" Daisy asks fearfully. Janet does something surprising and pulls her into a hug. Sam just looks back at me, dread clear in her eyes. I clear my throat. "Well for starters, that's not Hilda." I start off. Daisy tries to interrupt but I keep going. "Her fire had manifested into its own person, yours as well, and it was able to take over and..." I say with a blank expression. I know that I won't be able to keep it up for long as I finish my statement. "I'm sorry to say neither of them will be coming home with us because… she died."