She Sighed Laying Her Head Back Against The Edge. She Thinks About The Bad Blood That Not Only Began

She sighed laying her head back against the edge. She thinks about the bad blood that not only began when he blasted off her arm, but also for the envy she held for him because he was the one Jean reciprocated feelings to. On top of that, she often was handed reports of Scott’s actions from overseas so as to create a plan of attack in order to protect citizens, both human and mutant alike. This during her time as MI5 of course.

Her stomach felt like there was a heavy pit any time she recieved such reports. He was better than her in so many ways yet he had started to stoop so low. There was no enjoyment upon knowing what he did while she was what was considered at the top. But in the end they had both fallen. Stooping low. Taking another deep breathe, she considered his words. He was right, she cared about them. She tried to do as much as she could for them in MI5, and even now she would continue to do so.

She had missed so much in their times of need. She wasn’t there when they needed her the most. She needed to be here for this one. To help them now, as a way of coming back and making up for it. This wasn’t about Scott and their bad blood. This was about helping the ones she cared for the most. Kicking Scott right where the sun didn’t shine could wait. This event couldn’t. Sighing again, calmer now, the black veins faintly visible now, she turned at him.

“You are right about me caring about them. So how can I help? I’m listening.”

When Friends Know No Better

“Not a prob.” 

"When I was younger, matter to me who it was I with, be it a boy or girl, as long as they made laugh with who they were. I was pretty sure I was in the ace-lesbian area.”

 “I hung around with a lot of guys, but I didn’t really feel anything for guys ‘till Logan crashed on the doorstep. Even then that took a while to realize.”

“Which is a part of this. Taking time. So take all the time you need though. There’s really not a rush with this. I think it’s a good thing you’re taking the breaks. That’s growth.”

“The professor waited for a good moment so nobody really was there to peep in. He helped me from feeling so scared. He told me to be proud of who I was in that aspect, as well as my ‘mutation’. But it kinda sucked knowing the two people I loved the most were unreachable for a lot of reasons. They pined each other and I didn’t see me being in that mix, to be honest.”

Out of all the places for all the reasons, she really didn’t want to be here. She didn’t want to be having this talk about this person. But here she was having this conversation at this meeting about this person taking on her friend’s name. A name that the whole world seems to care about having serve their own needs instead of the people.

She comes alone in her uniform, repaired after the fight with Thanos, and a little darker than normal after accepting the Magpie within her although she did have a black trenchcoat over it all. She didn’t bother having someone tell her directions, she already knew. She remembered she thought she was a mutant, but even after knowing what she really was, she wasn’t sure how she attained all this power.

Standing at the door, she takes a deep breath, in a tiny attempt to calm down and hide her anger, before opening the door and walking into the room. Looking over everyone, there are some familiar faces, most notably Fury. But she looks at the one unfamiliar to her, the one wearing the uniform. She can tell he’s nervous and sweating. Mentally, she turns on any air conditioners in the room and silently walks to her seat next to her familiar faces. But she said something to him that nobody could hear physically because she said it mentally to him in a calm voice that greeted him

 “Hello. I’m Dana.”

“Don’t worry that kinda stuff’s under lock and key till the day I die.”

“That’s pretty cool though, being bi. And I hate to say it, but part of me’s proud of you being honest and telling me about it.”

Especially at your age, I had it figured out as kid but didn’t tell anyone as an adult till Xavier and I had a telepathy session.

“What’s wrong? Too hot for you?”

“I’m not saying I underestimate you. I don’t want to fight. That’s the last thing I want to do. But there are people that do. I’m just here to extend a warning and request to consider caution as an option.”

“Superman can die, that is proven. So what will happen if someone like Luthor tried to create something that can do the same to you, with or without the power of gods.”

“I’ve gone toe to toe with Superman and won. That’s the might of six Gods stacked behind me going for me by myself. You really want to bet against me and my whole kingdom?”

“Go ahead. Try me.”

“Neither do I. But I do have an idea, that’s gonna need me, you and Fury so we don’t have to deal with this or him. And that can also be discussed later.” She relays this to the two of them. She’d deal with the stragglers following them, as long as he found them a decent place to eat.

“If you think you’re the right one for the teacher position, I’m sorry I’m gonna have to tell you to fuck off.” She shrugged nonchalantly. He may be a potentially higher rank than she was but she’s older than him in experience and in age. She had seen too much and it was starting to annoyingly repeat.

“Flags didn’t help save the world, people did. They did it for the people they cared about. The world’s been complicated long before any of us were born, even before the cold war. Take it from me who’s lived through a lot of wars. Same shit different wording. ”

“Given your past involvement with Banner and Blonsky, how will we know you,” She pointed at him, “Won’t do to him what you did to them.” She then pointed at John. This matter was of great concern considering the British officials were afraid of the Hulk or Abomination as they were called coming to their country and the catastrophic risk of their people possibly being killed.

“Erskine believed in good people to do the right thing, but you’ve done all manners of wrong. Considering the creation of both the Hulk and the Abominationyour responsibility. Only to sending the former on the run, with the intent to hunt him down, while you seemed to be ok creating another monster that probably killed civilians in Harlem, on American soil. That wasn’t out of a concern of foreign security, but out of a desperate attempt to take your mistakes and do whatever you wanted.”

“And given the Sokovia accords tore apart the team, and given that we live with technology is another problem. What if somebody, decides to hack the databases containing records of superheroes? Their names, family all that in the hands of who knows what. What if they sell that to some organization and they target their identity? Target who they love, and what if all of that happens to Major who is on the line being the ‘spiritual successor’. Are you gonna take responsibilty for that, or are you gonna make him run? It’s a shock somebody hasn’t died yet.

“It’s only problematic when people like you try to give it one ‘definitive’ meaning. To fit the mold, and do what someone else is right. Even if the agencies disagreed. It’s all what Secretary Ross wants, and not what Major Walker wants, cause is so concerned with his flags.”

“In fact, why we ask him on his opinions on this?” She looked back at John. She could hear him, and they had forgotten the goal and him in this process. Whether or not he’s a spiritual successor to Captain America, he should still have a say in how he wants to do things.