“Agents,” Hill greeted them. “I imagine you're all wondering why you're here.”
“I'm more curious as to why you're here,” Tony stated. “Just can't get enough of me, huh?” She ignored him and continued to speak.
“After the last attack on the Earth, we've been widening our search to find more recruits for the Avengers team.”
That got everyone's attention.
Bruce frowned. “Please, Agent Hill. We don't need anyone else.” And one could certainly understand his reasoning. The poor guy didn't need anyone else being in the danger zone in case the other guy decided to rear his head.
“Yes, Mjolnir will more than suffice for any of our enemies.”
“It's not my fault Shakespeare in the Park leaves scorch marks like this whenever he goes home!” Tony exclaimed. “Just throw some water on it, and it'll be fine.”
You stared down at the strange circular marking. Thor certainly knew how to make an exit. You shook your head. “I'll do you one better.”
You thrust your hand out at the mark, narrowing your eyes at it. The grass around it began to sprout up and bend, covering the burn mark like a blanket. You sighed, admiring your handiwork.
“Not bad,” he said. You rolled your eyes at him.
“Not bad,” you repeated. “I'd like to see you try it.”
“Heads up!” someone yelled. You looked up to see a large boulder hurtling towards the pair of you. You lifted your hands immediately and it slowed down. When it stopped, you heard a girly, high-pitched scream. You turned and looked at Tony.
He quickly cleared his throat and averted hi
You smiled. “I'm (Y/N).”
“Bucky,” he muttered.
“Right. Steve told me about you,” you said. He flinched slightly. Why would Steve tell the new girl about him? And what could he have possibly said? He glanced at you to see that you were still smiling at him. He narrowed his eyes. Obviously, he hadn't told you much.
The elevator dinged and he stepped out on the eighth floor. You followed right behind him, heading for the refrigerator. He flopped over on the couch, picking up a remote. Television was one of those mind-numbing activities that he could lose himself in for hours at a time. When girls weren't leaning against his arm. He glanced side-long to see you with your back against him, legs thrown over the arm rest.
“Are you comforta
He narrowed his eyes, listening to the steady sound of your breathing. “You certainly don't look very significant,” he said. You mumbled something and fidgeted.
He switched his staff to his other hand and stood up. He slowly approached you and reached out a hand, feeling for a pulse.
You woke up to see a strange man standing over you. You sat up quickly, pulling your arm from his grasp.
“Who are you? What do you want? Where's JARVIS?!” He merely blinked at the outburst.
“Tony Stark's little system has been reprogrammed for the time being. I didn't want it annoying me during my visit.” You studied him for several seconds.
“Loki, right?” you asked.
You snapped your fingers, allowing a small flame to shoot up. The grin on his face was akin to a kid on Christmas. At least it had been the first five times. It was starting to wear on you by this point.
“Forget (Y/N). I'm officially calling you Johnny Storm,” he said.
You scoffed. “If it'll make you happy. But my powers are way better.”
“Really? You can cloak yourself in fire?”
“Tony, I'll burn up the room,” you explained.
“So? I can replace it. It's just money.”
“I'd probably also set you on fire,” you replied, going to the kitchen for some water.
He followed quickly, reminding you of a pu
“Took me by surprise,” Steve muttered as he stood up. Natasha rolled her eyes and walked over.
“Tag out,” she ordered the soldier. He hesitated.
She fixed him with a stare. “She's using the difference in your height and the fact that you're heavier to her advantage.”
“That's good strategy,” he argued.
“And you're afraid to hit her back when she comes at you,” Natasha continued.
“Steve, no. I'm taking over before she goes into the field like that and gets seriously hurt. They're not going to go easy on her, and you know it. She needs to be prepared. Dismissed.”
He nodded silently and left the room.
She smirked. “Get ready for a real fight.”
She aimed a punch at you. You quickly countered, aiming a kick at her. She knocked your feet out f
“We don't have to do this,” she said. “We could wait--”
“No,” you said firmly. “Fury gave his orders, and I agree with them. If something happens to turn me against you guys, you need to be prepared. And the only way to do that is to let you see what you'd be dealing with.”
“But you have no idea what Wanda's magic will do to your powers,” Pietro pointed out.
You smiled thinly. “I have some idea. But better to be sure.” You took a deep breath and firmly planted your feet.
You glanced at Wanda. “Hit me.”
“Hit me,” you repeated firmly. She slowly raised her hand, focusing on your mind. Her eyes and hands glowed red for a brief second. Your eyes did the same before slowly returning to their natural c
“Let me make one thing clear,” he said, his accent thick, “I am only here because Wanda has already gone inside your mind and says you are not a threat to us.”
“Glad she agrees,” you said. He raised an eyebrow.
“What do you want from me?” Nick Fury had recently decided that it would be best if you met the Maximoff twins. It was against his better judgment, but on the off chance that you needed to work with them for something, you would need to at least be able to get along with the pair.
“I'm just here to talk,” you told him. He scoffed.
“Just like the others.”
He stared at you, his blue eyes blazing. “Your friends. All they want to do is talk. Talk will not fix anything. If it would, problems would have died out years ago.”
“Not with people like you,” you replied. “The ones who think
“Hello, Terra,” he mumbled after a moment.
You crossed your arms. “Bruce, seriously. You can call me (Y/N). We're friends, right?”
“If you say so.”
“You were the one who called me in here,” you reminded him. “You can at least be civil.” He glanced up and sighed.
“All right, I'm sorry. But Fury told us that you can manipulate the elements.” You nodded. “What exactly can you do with water?”
“Well, what do you need?”
“No, you don't understand. I'm a scientist. I just want to see what you can do with it.”
You laughed. “Oh, the whole curiosity thing, huh? Okay. Bring me some water and I'll show you my bundle of tricks.” He carefully slid a bowl toward you