The Beauty of Winter. (Fanfic)

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"Tony and Peter are off in space saving the wizard, Bruce can't hulk anymore and Wanda is god knows where with Vision." You hear Bucky talking to Steve as you make your way through to the bar, having gotten up and dressed for the first time in days.
"I'm taking Nat and Sam with me to find them later, I need you to focus on-"
"Y/n?" You didn't respond as Nat noticed you walk through the room, headed to the kitchen.
"Thats what I was going to say Nat." Steve stood with his arms crossed, the stress had very clearly gotten to him.
"No, y/n just walked past." Nat stood up, following you through to the kitchen, both Bucky and Steve confused, but nevertheless they followed suit.

You looked up as the three of them entered the room, continuing to make yourself a sandwich, "Hey?" You watched as they all stood analysing you like some sort of experiment. No-one said anything as you cut your sandwich in half, carrying the plate out of the room, walking traight past them. You sit down on the couch, crossing your legs underneath you before beginning to eat. You watched as Bucky made his way over, sitting on the coffee table infront of you,
"Hey darlin', how you feeling?" You place your plate down on the table beside him,
"I'm fine, I realised there's no way I'm letting the purple bastard who killed Loki live, and I can't kill him from my bed." You lean forward, kissing him before you stood up, walking towards the elevator, pressing the button.

You end up at the sanctum, looking for Bruce. You knock on the door, greeted by an unfamiliar face, "Hi, I'm y/n... is Dr. Banner here by any chance?"
"Y/n?" You hear Bruce inside, the man at the door letting you in. "How are y-" Bruce stopped, noticing your instant frustration as he asked that same question everyone else had been asking, "ummm... this is Wong by the way." You nod in Wong's direction before turning back to Bruce,
"I was hoping you could help me, when I left Asgard I was young, I spent hundreds of years trying to stifle what I could do and I think I lost touch with my potential. Is there anything you could do, like confusing science stuff?"
You saw him begin to think, before seeing his face fall,
"I'll be honest, I could try a couple of things but your powers are beyond science, just like Thor and Loki's." You feel a pit in your stomach at the sound of his name, pushing it down, deep before forcing a smile on to your face,
"Oh, that's okay... it was worth a try." You turn, making tour way towards the door,
"I may be able to help," you turn round, facing Wong as he spoke, "it might not work, but you have a great power y/n, I can feel it."

"We're on limited time till Thanos comes, with everyone else gone to find Vision and the mind stone, we need to be prepared." You glance over at Bucky, stood across the room talking to Bruce.
"I'm ready for this," you nod, prepared for any instructions to be thrown your way. Wong makes no hesitations on coming in strong, spending hours with you, teaching you telekinesis. You felt the strain on your mind and body, holding the entire contents of the room in the air.
"Focus y/n, you need to breath, it's no good to you or anyone if you pass out from the lack of oxygen." You close your eyes to focus on the pattern of your breathing, feeling less and less pressure on yourself, like a weight being lifted. When you feel completely tranquil, you open your eyes, a wave of pleasure as you saw entire tables in the air around you, your hands glowing almost gold.
"Okay, now gently place everything back down." You lower your hands, slowly watching all the objects mace their decent to the floor, noting broke or smashed or fell.

"That's impressive doll," you turn to see Bucky walking over, two plates of food in his hands. He passed one to Wong, giving you the other. Wong left the room, to go check on Bruce. "I heard back from Steve, we'll have to go to Wakanda soon to help Vision." You lean your head on his shoulder, holding out your plate to offer him some food,
"No one else is going to die at the hands of Thanos." You both look over, Bruce walking into the room. You notice the brown leather pouch in his hand.
"I never got the chance to give you these the other day," he handed it to you, and you feel the tears begin to prick your eyes as you pull out Loki's daggers. You look up at Bruce, wiping the tears from your eyes,
"Thankyou, it means a lot to me."

You see Wanda, running over to her to give her a hug, knowing how hard it must be for her right now.
"Bucky, welcome back!" You look up to see another man pulling Bucky in for a hug, he then turned to you,
"Welcome to Wakanda, Bucky spoke of you a lot during his time here." You smile, glancing over at him,
"You must be T'Challa, thankyou for everything you did for Bucky." You both look over at him, Bucky running off towards Steve. "Are you ready for this?" You look back at T'Challa, watching as a smirk spread across his face,
"We are ready to fight for Wakanda." He gestured towards his people, thousands of them preparing for what could be the biggest battle of their lives. You also spotted a small group leading Wanda and Vision inside, you whisper under your breath as T'Challa made his way over to help his people,
"And so it begins..."