ABOUT 10 OR SO MINUTES LATER, LEA HAD ARRIVED AT HER CONDO. The minute her footsteps had entered the home, her half-sister was seen to be jumping off the couch she was poised on, and rushing to Lea. She placed a hand on each of Malea's wet shoulders, concern evident in her eyes.

"Mal, I told you that you should've come home with me!" Holland frowned, as she lightly smacked Lea on the back of her head. "Now you're gonna get the cold,"

Malea laughed lightly. "Don't worry, Holls. I'm all good, really." She reassured Holland, who still had concern filled throughout her.

"Well, where did you get this sweater from?" Holland motioned to the unfamiliar grey swater covering Lea.

"It's... confusing. I had a small encounter."

"If you say so. Go have a shower, the takeaway will be here soon."

* * *

Lea ended up taking a steaming hot shower, as Holland suggested. After changing into some nightwear, as the sunset befalling them suggested it may soon be time to go back into a dormant state, she dried her hair. And after that, she had positioned herself in front of the mirror, gazing at her reflection.

Her mind drifted back to what Spider-Man had said. He had saved her. It then occurred to Malea, how serious Spider-man was about his job. And she knew herself, they were probably about the same age. And it just made her think, that maybe she could have done better with her life, even though she was only 15.

All Lea had done was train. She was trained by assassins and people alike, such as Black Widow. They had all done something with their lives. It just made Lea travel to what she should do, to make the world a better place. To play her part.

Her eyes found its way to the grey item of clothing soaking off on the heater. She walked toward it, thinking that it may have some kind of identity from the guy who gave it to her, Spider-Man. Lea's hands fumbled with it, when she found a small, thin tag on the inside of it.

p. parker.

Malea had never known a p. parker in her whole life. It just made her even more intrigued, and willing to find out who the guy under the mask was, who just so happened to save her from Hypothermia this day. She held the cushion-like soft material up to her nose. It smelt lightly of aftershave.

Her mind got cut off from it's thinking state at the call of her name. Lea knew it was her sister, calling her so they could have their takeaway.

* * *

"Have you figured out why dad had to go so quickly upstate?" Holland asked, going to fetch the potstickers.

     "I actually have no idea." Lea said, her mouth filled with noodles. Currently, the two sisters were on their living-room couch, with their Chinese food as well as having a marathon of Once Upon a Time.

     Then, their tv screen flipped to a different channel, taking them by surprise. It was a news flash, or more, a catch up. The headline read;

Avengers attack on a building in Lagos leaves many in critical condition.

     "You know, I think I now know why Tony had to leave like that." Malea spoke, placing her box of noodles on the coffee table. She got out her phone, looking at recent news. "Enhanced operative Wanda Maximoff built up an explosion in a building in Lagos. Many are injured and some in critical condition, but the real question is; how are we meant to be safe with the Avengers if this has happened?"

     "How could this happen? Wanda wouldn't have meant it." Holland shook her head, a bit in shock. "How could dad think he could keep something like this from us?"

     "Well, the truth would have came out anyways."

     "Does it say anything that will happen to the team?" Holland asked.

     Lea scrolled some more on her phone, before her eyes lit up slightly. "Here it says: to prevent further damage in the future, the government are going to put the Sokovia Accords in place, which makes the Avengers a government operation."

     Holland stood up, a fire raging in her eyes. "That is not good. This will not work out. Dad and Steve are both some of the most arrogant people I know, and knowing this, it will not go one way."

     Malea stood up as well, putting a hand on her sister's shoulder in order to calm her down. "It's not like we can do anything about it? All we have to do is eat, sleep, train and go to school. We don't have a part in any of this."

     "But we have to do something, before it escalates! Come on, Mal, you yourself said that all we ever do is train. Don't you want to be apart of something bigger?"

     Lea sighed. "But how? Tony is upstate, I have only just gotten my provisional license and you haven't even driven on the highway without Tony being at your side. How can we do this?"

     Holland thought about that question for a moment, her finger lightly tapping on her chin. After a couple of minutes in her thinking state, her face lit up. She had an idea.

     "F.R.I.D.A.Y?" Holland called out to the virtual personality installed in her apartment.

     "Yes, Miss Stark?" They heard the robotic Irish accent of F.R.I.D.A.Y ring through the speakers.

     "Would you be able to schedule a jet for take off tomorrow morning, at 9am?"

     "But Miss, this would overtake your school schedule."

     "I know that. Its for... a project we have to do."

    "Okay. And where exactly would you like to go?"

     "Upstate. Where the Avengers currently are." Holland stopped to think for a moment while F.R.I.D.A.Y was calculating the plans. "Oh! Can you make sure my dad doesn't hear of this?"

     "I will make sure not to inform Mr Stark. Anything else?"

     It was Malea who spoke this time. "Can you book us a hotel for 3 days? And put it on my allowance, please?" Holland gave Malea a weird look, who only shrugged with a grin. "What? We may as well enjoy our time if we're going upstate."

     "Is that all?" F.R.I.D.A.Y asked.

     "Yes, F.R.I.D.A.Y. Thank you." Holland dismissed. "Let's get packing, we have five days of a 'holiday' in front of us."

     "But can we at least finish that episode of Once Upon a Time? I want to see if Neal actually hits Pan with that arrow." Lea slightly pleaded.

     "Fine. But only because I'm slightly married to Neal."

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yup, I had to make that ouat reference.