07-30-2016, 02:09 AM
"Thank you."
Even though the man known The Vision looked, acted and sounded like a robot, she felt genuine emotion in his words. Blink smiled a bit, so light that you could barely tell it was there, as he turned and began to ran off. She was happy that she was able to help him come out of his predicament in one piece. Despite her opinions on some of the 'Avengers,' she was left with a positive taste in her mouth when it came to the red man in a cape.
She wasn't sure if he expected her to follow. She eyes watched as he and Judy Hopps disappeared away from her. Perhaps they thought she was shuffle on behind them, or even teleport them closer to their destination. But the truth was, she had no real intention of going with them. From the second she left the Quinjet to save The Vision, Blink was well aware of what she was going to do.
She turned to face the closest wall to her, ignoring the moaning sounds of the fallen soldiers that they left in their wake. It had been a quick confrontation: Judy with her pistol and Blink with her quick movement. The poor grunts didn't stand a chance. The pink teleporter put a hand up in front of her as she walked forward into the bulkhead, and disappeared through it as if she was phasing. She came out of the other side on top of the Quinjet, just behind the cockpit. From here, she could clearly see the island that this underground bunker was hiding beneath. She knew that somewhere, four 'allies' were fighting to save some helpless creatures from a man with too much money and power for his own good. But Blink felt like her part in the adventure was over.
This whole mission was a training exercise. It was an audition. Sure, Blink was doing her fair share of showboating...she was trying to make a good impression too. But these four fighters had no idea that she was judging them just as harshly. Hal Jordan didn't leave much of an impression on the teleporter, as she felt like he didn't contribute - or at least, she didn't witness it. Captain America was a great, proven leader but Blink felt like she could do so much better, and thus herself at odds with following him. She came out surprised by Officer Judy Hopps - she didn't go into this mission with high expectations for a pistol-spouting rabbit, but the bunny delivered when it mattered most. And The Vision...Blink found herself probably saddened most that she was leaving him behind. She had come to like the mysterious cloaked Avenger. She was sorry to disappoint him.
Yes, Blink was leaving. She hadn't decided if it was for good. But she knew that for now, she had too much in her own Omniverse life to take care of, and she wasn't completely sold on the superhero team known as The Avengers.
"Goodbye for now," she said into her earpiece, then crushed it in her left hand before she could receive an answer.
But first, she had one thing to do.
Blink teleported again. This time she appeared inside the Quinjet, walking towards the back where Lord Carlton was sitting on the floor, his hands cuffed up against a bar attached to the aft bulkhead of the vehicle, just left of the rear doors. He looked up as he approached, noticing her summoning a small pink blade in her hand with the teleportation energy that she was known for. His eyebrows raised as she stepped closer, looking all serious. "Here to kill me, then, girl?" He spat her. His words led her to believe that he didn't know her name. That was good. "Do your precious Avengers know you're here?"
"No," she told him as she stepped in front of him.
His bared his teeth at her, glaring underneath his top hat. "Listen to me, you pink freak," he growled through his accent. "You better kill me right now. You better kill me to where I never come back. Or I'll come for you, your Avengers and then I'll finish what I started with these Omni-damned pokemon!" He panted for a moment, catching his breath and waiting for Blink to do say something. She just stared at him. "Do it! Do it now you fr-!"
She punched him in the face, sending his skull back into the Quinjet's bulkhead. He collapsed sideways, into the pipe he was cuffed to, unconscious.
"You're not worth the blood," she told the racist aristocrat. With one last look at the Quinjet and a final thought for her temporary team, she began to walk towards the cockpit. In mid-stride, she teleported away.
Even though the man known The Vision looked, acted and sounded like a robot, she felt genuine emotion in his words. Blink smiled a bit, so light that you could barely tell it was there, as he turned and began to ran off. She was happy that she was able to help him come out of his predicament in one piece. Despite her opinions on some of the 'Avengers,' she was left with a positive taste in her mouth when it came to the red man in a cape.
She wasn't sure if he expected her to follow. She eyes watched as he and Judy Hopps disappeared away from her. Perhaps they thought she was shuffle on behind them, or even teleport them closer to their destination. But the truth was, she had no real intention of going with them. From the second she left the Quinjet to save The Vision, Blink was well aware of what she was going to do.
She turned to face the closest wall to her, ignoring the moaning sounds of the fallen soldiers that they left in their wake. It had been a quick confrontation: Judy with her pistol and Blink with her quick movement. The poor grunts didn't stand a chance. The pink teleporter put a hand up in front of her as she walked forward into the bulkhead, and disappeared through it as if she was phasing. She came out of the other side on top of the Quinjet, just behind the cockpit. From here, she could clearly see the island that this underground bunker was hiding beneath. She knew that somewhere, four 'allies' were fighting to save some helpless creatures from a man with too much money and power for his own good. But Blink felt like her part in the adventure was over.
This whole mission was a training exercise. It was an audition. Sure, Blink was doing her fair share of showboating...she was trying to make a good impression too. But these four fighters had no idea that she was judging them just as harshly. Hal Jordan didn't leave much of an impression on the teleporter, as she felt like he didn't contribute - or at least, she didn't witness it. Captain America was a great, proven leader but Blink felt like she could do so much better, and thus herself at odds with following him. She came out surprised by Officer Judy Hopps - she didn't go into this mission with high expectations for a pistol-spouting rabbit, but the bunny delivered when it mattered most. And The Vision...Blink found herself probably saddened most that she was leaving him behind. She had come to like the mysterious cloaked Avenger. She was sorry to disappoint him.
Yes, Blink was leaving. She hadn't decided if it was for good. But she knew that for now, she had too much in her own Omniverse life to take care of, and she wasn't completely sold on the superhero team known as The Avengers.
"Goodbye for now," she said into her earpiece, then crushed it in her left hand before she could receive an answer.
But first, she had one thing to do.
Blink teleported again. This time she appeared inside the Quinjet, walking towards the back where Lord Carlton was sitting on the floor, his hands cuffed up against a bar attached to the aft bulkhead of the vehicle, just left of the rear doors. He looked up as he approached, noticing her summoning a small pink blade in her hand with the teleportation energy that she was known for. His eyebrows raised as she stepped closer, looking all serious. "Here to kill me, then, girl?" He spat her. His words led her to believe that he didn't know her name. That was good. "Do your precious Avengers know you're here?"
"No," she told him as she stepped in front of him.
His bared his teeth at her, glaring underneath his top hat. "Listen to me, you pink freak," he growled through his accent. "You better kill me right now. You better kill me to where I never come back. Or I'll come for you, your Avengers and then I'll finish what I started with these Omni-damned pokemon!" He panted for a moment, catching his breath and waiting for Blink to do say something. She just stared at him. "Do it! Do it now you fr-!"
She punched him in the face, sending his skull back into the Quinjet's bulkhead. He collapsed sideways, into the pipe he was cuffed to, unconscious.
"You're not worth the blood," she told the racist aristocrat. With one last look at the Quinjet and a final thought for her temporary team, she began to walk towards the cockpit. In mid-stride, she teleported away.
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