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From the Avengers' side of the room:

T'Challa and Tony share a glance as soon as the photo has been snapped.

Their mate is near...And she's rapidly moving further away.

"T.C, you feel that, don't you?"

The King of Wakanda nods his head.

"I sure do, T.S."

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, scan the room for any females in any state of distress, and any female who is a donor."

Tony waits impatiently as F.R.I.D.A.Y works on processing all of the data, frowning at the thought of letting his final mate slip away.

There are hundreds of celebrities in attendance, scanning could take hours if faces weren't on proper display.

"How long-"

Before T'Challa can ask about timing, a robotic voice interrupts.

Three identifiable matches, sir. 

Number one: Taylor Alison Swift, who seems to be in emotional distress whilst asking her ex's sister for a red scarf back. 

Number two: Freya Zahid Bulsanya Mercury, who is displaying three of six stages of a panic attack as she talks to a donor/ ex-guitarist, Liam Trix.

 Number 3: Adele Laurie Blue Adkins, better known as simply Adele. She is under considerable stress as she has just drunkenly spilt wine all over Rihanna, otherwise named Robyn Fenty.

Tony sighs.

"What's your gut telling ya, T.C?"

"I think we've got to go and find our Queen, T.S."

"Freya!" The two Avengers hear a blonde man hiss, making their search for Miss Mercury much easier.

Their soul mark's burn intensifies, and that's when they know they've chosen right.

Turning around, Tony and T'Challa lock onto the petite figure of Freya Mercury.

"Would you stop walking away from me?" The man continues, wrapping an arm around the blonde's waist to stop her from moving.

"Liam, let me go," she pleads, her voice coming out strained through heaving breaths.

Tony growls as Liam pulls his mate closer.

Accepting the mate bond at the same time as T'Challa does, he straightens out his suit.

"It's Showtime."

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From Freya's side of the room:

Liam, her thoughts begin to scream.

Liam, Liam, Liam, an endless torment.

This is the man who broke her trust, heart and spirit.

Nine years of knowing each other, four or dating and three of Freya trying to fix something that couldn't be put back together...

"Hi there, Darling."

Freya steps back as he begins to approach her.

"L-Liam, what are you doing here?"

He smirks.

"Well, I used the money you gave me and decided to finally give myself the life I deserve."

"And that would be?" Freya snaps, almost rolling her eyes at the familiarity of his arrogance.

"More than you ever have, love. I've gotten myself a nice house in L.A, bought myself a nice Lamborghini, trained a dog and bought a horse...I  even managed to find myself a nice wife."

At the mention of Liam marrying, Freya winces.

She'd never been enough for him to even consider marriage-not in the almost ten years they'd known each other. And now, in the span of four years, he'd managed to find a wife.

"A wife."

"Yeah," he smirks, "You'd remember her."

Freya raises a brow, trying to calm her racing heartbeat.

"Amy Di'Hanso, your middle-school best friend? The one that moved away three years ago and stopped contacting you completely? Yeah...That might've been me. I did so relish the thought of you being upset after she told you exactly what she thought of you and your career-or rather, what I thought of you and your career. It worked too, didn't it? You lost your self-confidence."

The singer's heart stops, then breaks.

She looks up from her feet and glares at him. All the hate he had previously inflicted on her comes back in full force.

"What do you want from me, Liam? To rub everything in my face, add insult to injury?"

"No, no, my dear. If I remember correctly, it's actually you who recently started up this thing between us again."

"What? I don't have time for this, Liam, you're ruining my evening."

She begins to walk away, but her hand is quickly grabbed by a steady hand.

"You wrote Love of my Life about me."

"So what if I did."

Her ex-soulmate lifts her chin with sleek fingers.

"I'd like you to tell the world who it's about. I might get hate for it, but damn I'd get paid thousands for interviews and personal opinions. Liam Trix, ex-guitarist of QUEEN and ex-soulmate of lead singer Freya Mercury...It's golden. I can already see the headlines with my name on them."

Freya breaks free from his grasp with a disgusted expression on her face.

She hurriedly tries to back away from him.

"Would you stop walking away from me?" Liam hisses, finding her waist and gripping it tighter than he did with her wrist.

"Let me go," she pleads, her voice coming out strained through heaving breaths.

Oh, great, she thinks to herself.

Her soul marks are flaring up again, this time almost unbearably.

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"Hey! Is there a problem here?" An American-accented male calls out. One which, admittedly, sends shivers running down Freya's spine.

"No."

"Yes." 

The man steps forwards, breaks Liam's hand off of Freya's waist and steps protectively in front of her.

"I think it's time for you to back off, or go home," he threatens.

Liam smirks.

"And who are you, to order me around?"

"Tony Stark, otherwise known as Iron Man, that's who I am."

Tony begins to talk to Liam, threatening him further as Freya and T'Challa watch.

"You haven't accepted our bond," T'Challa's voice whispers into Freya's ear.

"I...I'm not sure I know what you're talking about sir."

"Oh, I think you do, little mate."

"I-"

"QUEENIE!" Lorissa London's loud voice calls from the other side of the ballroom.

As Liam, Tony and T'challa have absolutely no idea who the voice belongs to, Freya takes that as her chance to escape.

She makes a run for it, weaving her way through the crowd and purposely spilling a drink to cause a commotion.

"Shit," Liam curses, punching the wall and watching as the plaster breaks and a prominent hole is created.

"Shit," The Avengers swear as they watch Liam leave. 

They'd just lost their last mate.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, call the Avengers."

Lines connect, and varying emotions are heard as everyone speaks their greetings.

"Hello," T'Challa says solemnly.

"What's wrong?" Natasha asks, a gunshot going off in the distance of her audio.

"Erm...Freya Bulsanya-Mercury is our last and first soulmate?" Tony questions himself, sighing in exasperation.

Dead silence.

"Is that a question, fantasy or fact?" Shuri asks.

T'Challa chuckles.

"Both fantasy and fact, my sister."

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June 2022

A/N: The quality of this is just sad. Oh well, I really did try.

edited; 2023