For @onemuseleft, Who won one of my @marveltrumpshate Auctions. This the last of eight aesthetics, I’ll be making for Muse, for MTH 2020!
Steve Rogers x Tony Stark - A Cabin In The Woods.
Steve frowned and thought, only a little aggravated, that he should have just let Tony rent them the private island like he wanted.
Down in the valley, the lights went off, all of Grand going dark at once as if someone had flipped a giant switch.
Steve braced both hands against the railing and scanned the rest of the valley. There were only a handful of lit areas and he watched them blink out as well, not quite in succession, but flickering out within seconds of each other until the entire valley looked empty and abandoned.
Power failure, Steve thought, but his gut was already churning and he drew in a sharp breath. He had no idea what he’d been expecting to happen, but something told him it had already started.
“Phone’s out,” Tony said from behind him. “No signal on either phone. Considering I can see a cell tower on the next mountain over, I’m going to go out on a limb and say something’s up.”
At the far end of the deck, something moved. It was darkness in shadows, black on black and he lost track of it as soon as he tried to focus.
“Something’s out here with us.” He took two quick steps backwards, reaching out behind him. His hand found the warm skin of Tony’s arm and closed around it. “Back inside, quickly. Stay behind me.”
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