Marvel's Black Steel

"I'm sorry, Jean, but… But you were too scared to ever ask Pharaoh out. Yes, I've indeed helped you several times to win over his heart, and in the end, we always agreed you'd ask him to be your boyfriend. Yet, no matter what happened, you would chicken out at the last second every single time! So you can't put this whole thing on me, Jean; you're partly to blame as well." Remarked Sara defensively with a slight frown as she crossed her arms and eyed Jean, whose eyes widened at her words.

"A-Are you being serious? You're blaming me!? I-I was young then! Of course, I will be scared when asking out the boy I liked!" "Yet, you never got over those fears, Jean. If I hadn't taken Pharaoh, some other woman would've." Stated Jean and Sara, respectively, as the former grabbed her shirt angrily while the latter firmly nodded, further angering her.

"That's not the point! YOU'RE the one who stole Pharaoh from me! Not some other woman! But you! My sister!" Yelled Jean angrily as she pushed Sara backward, causing her to stumble into her dresser.

"Tsk, stole? I didn't steal Pharaoh. Since someone was too much of a coward to make the move, I did instead. Don't say stole when Pharaoh never belonged to you in the first place." Said Sara with a grunt as she rubbed her back while approaching Jean, who clenched her fist in anger.

"Yes, you did! You've probably been laughing and mocking me behind my back all these years! T-Thinking I'm a stupid and gullible sister." Said Jean through gritted teeth as she glared at Sara while lowering her head and wiping her tears.

"Jean, you know I wouldn't-" "Don't touch me, you filthy thieving bitch!" Stated Sara and Jean, respectively, as the former outstretched her arm, attempting to comfort the latter, only for her hand to be aggressively swatted.

"Hmph, I'm trying to be nice, Jean. Don't get mad at me when you're the one at fault; your inability to make decisions is what led Pharaoh to me." Said Sara firmly with a scoff as she eyed Jean, who aggressively waved her arm, furious at her words.

"Shut up, Bitch! You STOLE HIM! That's what happened!" Yelled Jean furiously as she glared daggers at Sara, who deeply frowned, only to wickedly smirk.

"Heh, you're right; I did steal him from you…" Remarked Sara softly with a wicked smirk as she placed her hands on her hips while leaning closer to Jean, who was able to see her ample breasts through her collar.

Hearing her admit she lied caused me to slightly widen my eyes, as I wasn't expecting her to admit it. However, I quickly nodded in agreement. Just as I was about to request her break up with Pharaoh so I could have him, she continued to speak.

"... I stole his virginity, and oh, Jean, it was great. He left me unable to wal–" Added Sara with a wicked grin as she stared into Jean's eyes, only to be interrupted as a fist hit her face, knocking her to the ground.

I didn't even realize what I had done until I felt the stinging pain in my fist, causing me to glance at my hand before looking at Sara, who was on her butt, holding her bloody nose; I didn't like hurting people; yet, for some reason, despite this being my blood-related sister, I was slightly happy to see her like that.

"D-Did you just fucking punch me!?" Exclaimed Sara with widened eyes as she held her bloody and broken nose while glaring at Jean, who didn't respond, still in shock herself.

Before I could reply to Sara, she quickly scrambled to her feet and lunged at me; as I was still in shock that I had actually punched her, she was able to wrap her arms around my waist before picking me up and slamming me onto the ground, knocking the air out of my lungs as I winced in pain.

"Argh, y-you fucking bitch, S-SARA!" Yelled Jean angrily as she gritted her teeth and quickly stood up, only for Sara to mount her, forcing her to the ground.

Taking a punch to the face, I quickly reacted and raised my arms, blocking her onslaught of fists, which surprisingly hurt, yet after a few seconds, I finally managed to wrap one of my legs around her waist, allowing me to push her heavy ass off me.

"G-Get off me, you fat bitch!" Said Jean as she pushed Sara off her while they quickly stood up onto their feet.

Without waiting for Sara to regain her bearings, I stepped forward and kicked her back, causing her to stumble forward while her head hit the edge of her dresser, prompting her to slump to the ground.

"S-Sara?" Asked Jean in concern as she quickly approached Sara, who swiftly stood upright, hitting the back of her head against her face.

Grunting in pain, I recoiled back and fell to the ground as I held my bleeding mouth, though I wasn't given a moment as Sara kicked my stomach, causing me to exhale sharply.

"H-Heh, d-did you think I was a weak bitch, Jean!? I-I may not train like you, but n-not just any women can h-handle Pharaoh in bed… He's an utter b-beast!" Stated Sara with a sinister grin as she wiped her bloody nose while glaring down at Jean with a wicked expression, only for her to wrap around her legs.

Knocking Sara to the ground, I stumbled to my feet, using her bed to help me, though just as I got up, I was charged from behind as Sara rammed me through her door, causing us to collide against the hallway wall before stumbling down the stairs.

"Urgh, f-fuck t-that hurt." Muttered Sara weakly as she rubbed her head, struggling to stand up amidst her dizziness, yet a punch to her face snapped her out of it.

"S-Stay down, S-Sara!" Said Jean as she glared at Sara, who held the side of her face with a furious expression.

Watching her stand up, I gritted my teeth and once again punched her, only to be surprised when she side-stepped it and upper-cut me, causing me to stumble backward onto the couch.

"I-I've spent a lot of t-time with Tut, a-and he's taught m-me many things. B-Boxing included." Remarked Sara with a faint smirk as she approached Jean, who swiftly kicked her, yet she was quick enough to raise her arms.

Although Sara managed to guard against my kick, the force sent her stumbling onto the coffee table, causing her to fall backward with her head landing on a fireplace poker.

With wide eyes full of fear, I outstretched my hand, trying to stop her with my telekinesis, yet before I could, she suddenly vanished while a large and soft yet powerful hand gripped my shoulder.

"Enough of this." Said Tut sternly as he firmly held Jean in place while carrying Sara with his other arm.

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Standing before the two red-head sisters, who looked like a complete mess right now after their brawl, I folded my arms while tapping my foot on the ground, waiting for them to say or do something, but they both kept their heads lower.

"Disappointment isn't a strong enough word for how I feel right now. Seriously? You two are fighting over a boy!?" Exclaimed Tut sternly, in anger and disappointment, as he glanced between Sara and Jean.

"P-Pharaoh-" Said Jean softly as she raised her head and pointed at Sara, yet she was forcefully silenced.

"Zip it! I'm talking now!" Stated Tut firmly as he narrowed his eyes at Jean, who quickly shut her mouth.

"You two are fucking sisters! You two are supposed to have each other's back! Not fight over some horny boy!" Declared Tut as he glared at the two sisters, his words causing Jean to grumble under her breath while he clicked his tongue.

Opting to ignore Jean's smart remark that would've only caused me to reprimand her further, I rubbed my face before deciding to finally take matters into my own hands.

"Since this is all my fault for taking so long to tell you the truth, Jean, I'm going to be the one to fix it. Neither of you will leave this house until you two make up; you can go ahead and try, but the moment you step out of the door, I'll drop you off in your room." Stated Tut solemnly as he eyed Sara and Jean, both widening their eyes at such a declaration.

"T-Tut, you can't do that; I've got work! I've got a job!" "Hmph, I'll deal with it. I can easily fabricate a lie." Remarked Sara and Tut, respectively, as the latter scoffed before nodding, his words calming the former's worries.

"Well, I don't care. I refuse to reconcile with this thieving bitch! Not while you two are still dating!" Declared Jean with venom as she glanced at Tut before glaring at Sara, who snorted with a smirk.

"Well, this should be easy then. Until you two reconcile, we will break up… If Jean can't happily accept our relationship, we will stay single. I refuse to be the reason why your relationship crumbles." Remarked Tut firmly as he glanced at Sara, whose eyes widened only for her to hatefully glare at Jean.

"Tch, HAPPY NOW!?" Yelled Sara furiously as she glared at Jean with teary eyes only to avert her gaze.

Glancing between the two, I couldn't help but inwardly sigh, but I stood firm with my decision.

"Now, let me get you two patched up." Said Tut lightly as a first-aid kit suddenly appeared in his hand.

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That honestly ended better than I expected, but now y'all know who would win between Sara and Jean. If it were straight HANDS, Sara takes the dub.