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It was really messed up how Chitauri died a lot like humans.

"You stupid human cow—!"Red blood mixed with something thicker and purple as the burst of gunfire ripped through the infiltrator’s chest, the rest of the sentence gone with his body fluid. Just like that, the thing in the orange bodysuit slumped over a console, body still twitching against it.…not like Kleiser. Janet stood there, rifle still held up in shaking arms. Okay. Sweat poured down the sleeves of the camo jacket she had on, her whole body still nude and slick under the oversized overcoat. Okay, that’s… is that everybody?“Is that…” The shrinking woman turned to stare at Wanda, the girl voicing the same question through a gasp. Her eyes flicked around the room, red around the girl’s fingers thinning and fading completely as she lowered them. “...that it?”“I mean…” Janet looked around slowly, her head tilting under the orange-tinted laboratory hidden in this back hangar of the base. The tiled floor would need a deep wash after everything was done, at the very least, if this place ever wanted to see use again. “Seems like it.” 

While Natasha had done the lion’s share of the work and then some, both her and Wanda had definitely chipped in. Not all of them could be Russian-made super-spies, but you didn’t need to be able to do a triple flip from a standing position to kill aliens apparently. Speaking of dead aliens…A dozen of them were scattered over the floor, red and purple fluids staining the walls and pooling beneath them. Nine of them in orange bodysuits covered from head to toe and three others in military fatigues who’d been manning the door. All of them still looked exactly like people of every race and color and still would for at least an hour and a half, that fact something Janet had been doing her model best not to think about it. Why can’t they just explode into giant lizards when you pop them?

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