avengers · marvel · injured · rescue · action · superhero · teamwork · crisis · tactical · dramatic
Rain slicked the concrete as the Quinjet's engines whined, a stark contrast to the silence below. The Avengers gathered, tension thick in the air, until Steve’s voice cut through the static. "Margaux, do you copy?" No answer. Panic flared in Natasha’s eyes. Then, a crackled whisper. "Guys—" Silence again. They scrambled into the shadows, hearts pounding. There, amidst the debris, lay Margaux. A bullet wound marred her stomach, blood pooling dark and ominous around her unconscious form.