Thank you for the request! Rose and I werenât completely sure what you meant (for me I was a tad confused powerwise initially) but Iâve taken a stab at it. Sorry if the angst/floof is lacking in places, as any angst or floof I write just, you know, appears without me realising, so Iâm not the best writing it purposefully. But yeah, I hope this was what you were wanting!
Iâve been writing this while being deadly ill and dancing between two Spanish exams, an English Literature exam, and a higher Biology exam, so forgive me for any writing-quality-drops. Another point is Iâve never written a fight scene before, so sorry about the shortness of this. ALSO HOLY COW THIS IS THE LONGEST FIC IâVE POSTED HERE! Duuuuuuude. This is 2647 words long!
Also Rose and I have sorted out some sort of schedule of what weâre gonna post when, so hopefully weâre going to be posting twice a week regularly!
This is also a reminder that our requests are STILL OPEN!
                ~ Rachael
I wiped the sweat from my brow as I jogged on the treadmill. My soles slapped against the plastic, echoing across the gym. I really needed to build up my muscles more if I was going to rely on my body more than my powers. I turned the speed up and closed my eyes, bouncing to the beat of my footsteps. Blood pulsated in my ears to the beat of my feet. As I finally got into the swing of running, I felt a pair of arms swing around me affectionately and another pair of feet fall in line with mine.
âWeâve got a mission [Y/N],â Bucky smiled into my ear.
I turned the treadmill off and turned to Bucky, wiping a mixture of sweat and hair out of my eyes. I gently shoved him off of me, chuckling. It was funny to think that the Avengers had âknownâ me for 6 months and they already treated me as family, or more. However, no one actually knew me. Tony scoured internationally for my face and barely scraped the surface of my identity. Wanda could only pull minor thoughts now and again when my guard was down. Everyone thought they knew me from head to toe, when really they didnât know half of it.
âTerrorists, aliens or Hydra?â I replied, forcing my hair back into a bun, pushing those thoughts from my mind.
âHydra,â he frowned. I stiffened slightly. Why was Bucky being sent on a mission to do with Hydra, when everyone knew that was extremely risky? I shook my head, sighing irritably. I heard Bucky make a sound of agreement. Looks like he didnât think this was a good idea either. But hey, he had Nat and I, and I was not going to let him out of my sight once we were in the enemyâs territory. Â
âBriefingâs in tenâ, Bucky said, kissing my forehead, âNow Iâll going to leave you to change, mâlady.â
âGood,â I grinned, rolling my eyes.
As soon as he was out of the gym, I headed out to the locker room. I flicked my black locker open and changed into a pair of cream tactical trousers, a white shirt and jacket, and black combat boots. I slipped into the meeting room as Natasha was just sitting down. She slid a file over to me. I caught it, briefly flicking through it. Looks like it was a infiltration mission to recover some dangerous stolen weapons; a gun of some sort and a bomb. We briefly discussed our strategy; basically I would freeze time as we entered the facility and then Bucky would break off from Nat and I and would recover the weapons while we dealt with security. We left shortly after.
As the quinjet touched down in the safe zone hidden just inside Hydraâs territory, I fitted myself with an earpiece so we could hear each other if we got split up and got ready to leave. We had a short hike through a seemingly barren area, and to anyone else, it would be impossible to cross it without being caught. However, these two had me. From what they knew, I was born with the powers to stop and slow time in small bursts. S.H.I.E.L.D had taken me in a year ago, training my strength up before sending me off to join the Avengers. All they had really done was shelter me from HYDRA from getting interested in me and gave me a place to live, but they didnât need to know that. Not yet at least.
A force tugged at my gut as I summoned my powers. Our surroundings shimmered as time froze around us and the quinjet left. To anybody who wasnât under the effects of this power, it would seem that we were running extremely fast or we werenât there at all. We journeyed at a reasonable pace, covering the distance pretty quickly. The sun beat down on us relentlessly and I was glad I wore light colours. Bucky on the other hand refused to wear anything light and so was dripping with sweat. I shaked my head and sighed. He was so stubborn. Natasha seemed indifferent to the heat and from the looks of it wasnât even sweating.
The dark building loomed on the horizon as we got closer to the Hydra base, shimmering like a mirage. The sweat from the heat dripped off of me in buckets, though not as much as Bucky, giving me the effect of being worn out from using my powers for such a long period of time. I felt Nat pat my back and I turned my head to see her giving my an understanding smile. Hah, she didnât know half of it.
I gulped as we entered the facility. It was deadly quiet, since you know, time was frozen and all.
âDonât touch ANYTHING unless you really need to,â I warned, clicking my neck and flexing my fingers.
Bucky and Natasha nodded. Theyâd been over the rules of time freezing time and time again: Donât touch anything unless you want people to know that youâve been there, especially if there is high security or the people specialise in individuals with powers. Donât freeze time on top of time freeze - it will cause the freeze to time out and break. You canât time manipulate a person if they are not with you. Bucky took my hand and kissed it as we got ready to part ways. Nat rolled her eyes. Bucky and I were rather sappy. Yes, romantic relationships were dangerous and can be considered a weakness, but we went from banter to kissing within a month of meeting. Even Steve jokes that we were made for eachother.
As Bucky skirted down the corridor adjacent to us, I unfroze time briefly, freezing Bucky in mid jog. His hair was frozen flowing in the air. I sighed as we passed him, a blush rising on my cheeks. Nat just shook her head and chuckled.
The facility was air-conditioned, or at least it would be out of this time stop, and so I was quite relieved to find my sweat had evaporated, and the smell beginning to dissipate since we arrived. We navigated our way though a maze of corridors and stairways. I had no idea how Natasha managed to memorised the layout, but I had even less of an idea how the HYDRA agents knew where they were going. However, before I even knew it, we were at the control centre.
The control room was a small hall, lined with large screens and computers. Men and women alike sat at rows of computers, frozen mid sentence in typing. Some were partway through speaking to other agents through their headsets. On each of the large screens adorning the walls was a different camera angle. Three of the cameras displayed Bucky at different angles, although they wouldnât have noticed that yet. Now it was time to get to work. Natasha and I had to carry and tie all these agents up and lock them in the cells on the next floor. I was glad I had built up my upper body strength.
It took about an hour to transfer all of the agents in that room into cells and get back to the control room. Natasha rechecked the room three times just to make sure we had got everyone out of there. When she gave me the clear, I released the time freeze. Bucky had three and a half minutes to get to the weapons and meet up with us before all the facility were going to be after us. My fingers danced across the keys as he raced down the halls, opening doors and shutting down security protocols for him.
âThe weapons should be in the next lab to your left, but be careful, there arenât any cameras there, so be careful Buck,â I warned Bucky through my earpiece.
I saw him nod, and I opened the door. He slipped in.
âWhat do you see?â I asked.
Silence.
âBucky?â
Nothing. His connection had been cut off. They knew we were here. I strained my ears to hear quiet grunts of pain picked up by the weak camera microphone. Ugh, I knew this mission was going to go down hill! Suddenly a group of about six agents burst into the control room. They evidently had powers, and this was even more evident as with a wave of a hand, the man at the front had Natasha pinned with half melted computers. She cried out in pain and I had a feeling that we werenât going to make it if I didnât reveal my true potential. I tried summoning my time powers. Damn! I didnât know why, but they werenât working. This mustâve shown on my face, because one of them grinned at me. Of course, someone had a type of power cancelling abilities. Great, I would definitely have to bite the bullet here.
As computer man lifted a hand to have a swipe at me, I opened up a mini wormhole beneath them, dropping the majority of them into a cell. Unfortunately some of them jumped out of the way before they dropped down. Closing the wormhole, I threw a punch to block the power preventer from knocking me out with a computer. They staggered back, blood dripping from their jaw, before running at me again. I guess they could only prevent the power that they had prepared themselves for. I blocked their punch and countered with a sharp knee to the stomach. They tripped backwards away from me, and with one wormhole they were gone. I was quickly grabbed from the behind by the other. He began to heat his hands on my mouth and my hip. Gritting my teeth in mock pain to give him a false sense of security, I focused on manipulating the matter around him. A cry of pain and the release of his hands told me that I had managed to heat up the matter around his skin and burnt him badly. He promptly found himself in a cell.
I ran over to Nat who was still pinned on the wall with mangled computers. I manipulated the matter around her while I froze time and threw them off of her. She landed on the floor with a thud and led against the wall for support while she brushed off her clothes.
âAre you alright Nat??â I frowned, offering a hand. She took it and I helped her up.
âIâm fine,â she replied, brushing a few stray wires from her hair, â But whatâs going on with you? How the hell did you do that [Y/N]?!?â
âWell,â I chuckled, âIâve been able to do that since I first got control of my powers when I was a kid.â
Natasha furrowed her eyebrows.
âBut you were only picked up and trained a year agoâŚâ
âPicked up: Yes, Trained: No. S.H.I.E.L.D got me up off the streets and stopped me from stealing, but what they didnât know didnât hurt them.â
âDoes Bucky know?â
âNo,â I sighed, âI havenât revealed the true extent to my powers in years. Iâm actually surprised that you guys havenât figured out there was something more than time stopping to me.â
âThere werenât any records of other powers that you presented, so we just assumedâŚâ
I nodded. It was understandable since I hadnât exactly displayed my other powers before. Natashaâs comment brought Bucky back to mind. Crap, we had lost contact with him before those Hydra agents burst in. Nat read my face and gave a sharp nod towards the door. I shook my head in reply. I hand something different in mind. I envisioned the corridor where Bucky was last seen and opened up a wormhole on a wall. I jumped in and Nat followed wearily behind.
I took a sharp intake of breath. The sliding doors to the laboratory were shattered, blood lacing some of the shards. I could see Nat grimacing too. This was bad. I stepped over the glass and scanned the lab for Bucky. It didnât take long to find him. He was in mid flight from getting thrown into a glass cabinet full of specimens. There were several lacerations on his face and non-metal arm and he was definitely in a lot of pain.
With some help from Nat, we brought him onto the ground and got ready to catch him when I unfroze him. When I did, he went flying into me, and I almost fell with him. At first he was confused, but when he realised what had happened his face lit up.
âHey nerd,â I grinned, looking down on his face, kissing his forehead, âLemme fix you up. You arenât as tough as you think you are.â
He rolled his eyes and grinned, giving me a little peck back.
âFine,â he laughed, wincing slightly at the pain.
With a wave of my hand, the glass crunching beneath us disappeared. Natâs eyes widened slightly, obviously still not accustomed to the new powers that I had.
âNow, BuckâŚ.try not to freak outâŚâ
âWha-â
His voice cut off as I made his body levitate, lying in mid-air at hip level. It was simple molecule manipulation, but no one was ready for it. Bucky flailed painfully a little and his jaw dropped. Nat just rolled her eyes muttering under her breath how of course I could levitate people.
âI can do more than freeze time,â I anxiously chuckled. How badly was he going to take this? A relationship is based on trust and honesty, and I didnât tell him something this important. I chewed on my lip a little.
âYou donât say,â he joked, closing his eyes, putting his arms behind his head and taking a large breath, â[Y/N], How long?â
âIâve always been able to do this,â I cringed, âDonât be madâŚâ
He rose an eyebrow and opened one eye.
âWho said I was upset about this?â He gave me a lopsided smile, âI knew you were hiding something from the start hun, but I respected your choice. And, hell, why would I be mad about more powers? Seriously, the others will FLIP when you tell them.â
He took a glance at face to gauge my reaction to his reaction.
âIF you tell them, though I doubt weâll be able to keep it a secret for long.â
I waved my hand over his body, sealing his wounds. He would still hurt like hell but he wouldnât be bleeding to death. Both Natasha and Bucky had taken that pretty well. I lowered Bucky back onto the floor, back onto his two feet.
âThey need to know. Weâll get them to assemble as soon as we get back,â I replied, âNow, whereâs those weapons? Can you two grab them while I prepare our⌠transport.â
Bucky had no clue what I was on about but shrugged and followed a slyly grinning Natasha to the weapons. I rubbed my hands together and created a wormhole home
âSo why are we assembled?â
Tony was more preoccupied picking at a thread on his suit than concentrating on Bucky, Nat and I. Weâd assembled Steve, Tony, The Vision, Wanda, Bruce and even Nicky Fury for this little announcement of ours. I was slightly uncomfortable with most of their gazes on us. I cleared by throat a little.
âAs you know,â Bucky began, grinning with excitement, â[Y/N] has the powers of stopping time.â
âWhat we found on our latest mission,â Nat continued, with a kind of smug expression on her face, âSheâs been holding back.â
I scratched the back of my neck.
âI can stop time, yes, but I can also create wormholes, manipulate matterâŚâ I tried to elaborate "Basically I deal with space and time, and Iâve been doing this since I can remember. Itâs hard to explain⌠maybe I should just show you.â
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           ~Rose.
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Oh, my god. The 3 avengers are here, at your door, wanting to talk to you about THE FRICKINâ AVENGERS! What do you do? You have to be calm, and sane, and not freak out. Why are they all looking at you? Oh yeah they are waiting for you to speak. Okay (Y/N), say something normal. Invite them in.
âPlease enter now if youâre welcome.â
(Y/N)! What the fuck was that?! That was not normal! That wasnât even a sentence! Deep breath and try again.
âSorry. Please, come in.â Better.
You step aside, about to let them in then suddenly notice how messy your apartment is. You hadnât realized before but there were magazines and coffee cups strewn over your coffee table and you hadnât yet cleared away your takeout from last night, your jackets were hung over the back of your sofa and there was a disorderly pile of mismatched shoes behind the front door. You also notice that your sink has burst and there is slowly a puddle of water forming in your kitchen.
âOn second thoughts, my place is a bit of a mess. I wasnât expecting company. Perhaps there is somewhere else we can go to talk?â You say as you feel a blush creeping across your face. You probably look like a flustered tomato.
âOf course, doll, how about we go back to the tower to chat.â Bucky drawls.
âThe... tower?â You say dumbly, distracted by the somewhat seductive smile Bucky was giving you. Had he just called you doll? âOh right, the Avengers tower. Um... sure let me just grab my things.â you say walking back into your flat and internally cursing yourself for your lack of eloquence.
                           ~~~~
20 minutes later the four of you are in the Stark tower elevator headed to the Avengers personal floors. Steve had suggested it would be a more comfortable place to talk than some stuffy meeting room.
As the elevator ascends it suddenly hits you... you have powers. Or at the very least something special that the avengers are interested in. Holy crap. But you are just a high school dropout who works two jobs and only just gets by. What can they want from you?
The elevator doors open and you cant help but gasp audibly at the sight the greets you.
The room in front of you appears to be the avengers living room. There are four walls, one of which is made completely of glass and is a huge window showing the breathtaking beauty of the New York sky line. There are two cream leather couches facing a huge flat screen TV and there is beautiful framed artwork lining the walls. But that is not what makes you gasp.
What makes you gasp is the legendary archer, aka Hawkeye, who is sprawled out on a sofa in nothing but his boxers with a beer in one hand and a sandwich in the other.
âOh, hey!â He calls through a mouthful of sandwich once he notices you staring at him from the elevator.
âClint! You knew we would have company. Go and put some damn cloths on!â Natasha snaps from behind you while Bucky and Steve snigger at Clintâs antics.
âI so did not! And why should I, this is my home.â He snaps back, grinning. The grin abruptly drops off his face when Natasha starts to stalk menacingly towards him though. Holding on to his beverages he jumps up and flees around the corner and up a flight of marble stairs.
âGreat, now we have got rid of that idiot we can talkâ Bucky sighs taking a seat on the sofa.
Following the others lead you make yourself comfortable.