Romanoff & I

Start Of Something New?

Your keys jangle in your lock and a wave of darkness rushes past you as the door opens. You carefully drape your coat over the hook at the back of your door and walk towards your bed. Tears in your eyes, you check your phone to see missed calls and messages from your now, ex girlfriend. You close your eyes, to forget about the places around your room you spoke, only to replay the moment you saw her with another girl. You knew your life would be hard because your different, but you thought you'd at least be happy. You promised yourself not to use your powers for your own gain, but this was an exception. With a whisper of a few words, your mind pushes out the memories with your ex and replaces them with someone else, and the tears in your eyes disappear. Your eyes close and you slowly fade away to sleep.

Your phone rings, and you mumble to yourself hoping it would end. It doesn't. *ring ring* you look towards your phone to see an unknown number. Hesitation pursued through your head, but you answer. "Hello?" you run your hands through your short brown hair waiting for a response. "Who is this?"
"Hello Sydney. It's Nick Fury, director for S.H.I.E.L.D; I've sent a car outside your house so hurry up and get dressed. Oh and Sinclair? don't be late. We expect you here in an hour". The call ends and you stare at your phone, confused as to what just happened. You run towards your window and see a black Range Rover parked outside your home. You gasp, and run into your bathroom and have a quick shower. A couple minutes later, you run towards your wardrobe to pick out the most badass outfit you have. You pick up an outfit you don't remember buying, but you think it looks cute so you put it on anyway. A couple minutes later you're already in the car, and the drive is eerily quiet.