Sheilded (Steve x reader)

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The tower was a little too quiet. The death lingered in the hallways. Every inch of flower covered in alien blood and corpses. You whimpered a little, your hand covering your mouth as you stayed as still as you could. Pain was flooding through the wound in your side pulsing blood. They were strong, these ailens could only be killed by a strike through the heart, they didnt even falter with any other wound. This rendered your main abilities useless, having to revert to physical skills.

While that would have been fine, every ten minutes you was blacking out to memories of your mother. It had only been a matter of time before you was struck. You had no clue where the others were. The sound of fighting had died down about ten minutes ago. Nobody had said a word over coms. It lead to three explanations, the power was out, meaning the coms weren't working. Everyone was dead or unconscious. Or like you they were hiding. The small corner hid you from view, you tried hard to muffle every noise of pain. Ailens slipped past, crawling and dragging themselves over the bodies of their companions as if it didn't matter.

You were on edge now, if you were correct you should be blacking out again soon. You'd have no control over the sounds you made. Slow breaths was all you could think to do. Beggjbg whatever God was listening that you'd get through it.

"No raise your arm a little higher, if you strike like that you'll miss every vital organ." Your mother instructed. You nodded changing your stance. You could see Bucky watching from the door. You moved forward slicing the prisoner in exactly the right way. Your mother smile watching the last life trickle from him.
"Brilliant! Perfect accuracy." You smiled tightly, Bucky had sworn it got easier, killing, and in someways it had, on a mass scale. But like this when it was close and Intimate it always made your stomach turn.

You snapped, gasping at the rough hand over your mouth. You glanced up at Clint, the vent above your head open. The ailens had moved from the room. "You alright?" He whispered. You shrugged. His eyes traveled to the wound in your side.

"Where is everyone?" You muttered back.

"Bruce got knocked out, he's still the hulk though so I'm not too worried, he's down by the gym. Nat is on the roof, she's holding her own as its a one by one exit. She's going to give me a cue when she's overwhelmed. Wanda and peitro got caught by a load on the way here they've had to detour to get away from Civilians. Tony's suot malfunctioned, he's stuck in one of the bedrooms, door won't hold forever, but the suit won't move or open, to heavy for me to lift. Hes okay for now. Thor and Loki think they found the source their coming from and went there. I- I don't know where Steve is. As soon as coms went down I went in the vents to find everyone. Can't find the the Captain Dead or alive." Clint said grimly.

You both fell silent as another ailen went past. You debated telling Clint about the blackouts but decided against it. As the ailen moved past again you heaved yourself up. Climbing into the vents with clints help. "Go find nat, help her off the roof, I'll go to dad. Meet in the weapons room, then we'll go looking for Steve." You ordered. Clint nodded giving you a salute before crawling off. Your wound pulled with every movement but you went away.

Dropping into the room you looked at the bending door, crumbling under thr weight, the scratching of hands on wood made your skin crawl. "Dad?" Tony's suit had frozen in place, small electrical currents buzzing from it.

"Y/n! Uh I'm strapped into a time bomb here." He said with a dry chuckle.

"What?"

"Got hit with something, it going to make the suit blow in.... two minutes." He said teirdly.