Silver Wolf (Avengers FanFic)

3-James tries to punch a stranger

A/N: Guy! I am watching Once Upon a Time again, and I feel so bad for Jefferson (The Mad Hatter)! He just wants to be with his daughter and Regina was such an idiot. I love Regina but that just makes me want to punch her in the face. Can she just stop messing with everyone? Thank you for listening.

Natasha's POV:

I found a duffel bag, stuffing clothes and important items into it. They had left my bow, arrows, and wings in the room. Not their smartest move ever. I pulled on a grey top, black hoodie and jeans and a pair of sneakers. I winced as the hoodies sleeves pulled at my stitches.

I lifted the bag up when something threw me back. A shaking line of orange spark appeared before me. It swirled and formed a circle, suddenly the air inside shaking.

A figure fell out. Dressed like Captain America, holding a shield. The next in a smart pantsuit. After them, a person who looked shorter. Suddenly, two more people fell out. Both dressed in black. Finally, as it was disappearing, someone else leaped through. In a silver cloak.

The last person collapsed against the one in the pantsuit. The cloak was fussing with her face, checking stitches and burns. She swatted it away.

"You really think you can leave without us?" She gasped, forcing words out, "You can't just leave, and you need my help to get out. And to find Bucky."

"No. No. You are too hurt. Guys, why did you let her out of bed?" I turned to my friends for an explanation.

"We needed help. We were lost." Came Spidey's reply.

"And who are those two?" I pointed at the two new people in black.

"Silence found out that we were going so she wanted to make sure we weren't too stupid, so they sent some recruits. They're the two people, uh, Lina saved on that mission. They had seen too much so they were trained here." Cap responded this time.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Silence was a special agent, well, technically spy so they called her that. She would find out easily.

"Then, let's get going." I told them, accepting the information with a sigh.

20 minutes earlier

Cap's POV:

I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. The light was off, but the moons rays shone through the blinds. I let out a long sigh. Tomorrow would just be more pain. More sadness. It's why I cry myself to sleep sometimes. I know it sounds silly, but when your heart is this crushed and broken, crying seems like the only possible thing. It's why I stay quiet. Every word is just a reminder of everything I've lost, it makes me want to cry. I know I should stay strong. It's what they'd want, but sometimes it's too hard. And then I cry, and cry, and cry some more. I hate the face the fact that I'm this weak and uncontrolled, but it's true. Under the confidence, the seriousness, is just a broken person. Wishing their life had gone differently. Wishing for something different. But hope just brings the pain when I know deep, deep down, it will never happen.

I sit up. My internal monologue sucks generally. Suddenly, I heard a quiet knock on my door. I lift up the shield from the floor before slowly creaking the door open. Spidey was leaning against the door.

"What do you want, kid?" I asked him grumpily.

"Rude. I'm three years younger than you. Anyway, I think Nat might be sneaking out so we're going too. Let's go get Morgan." He grabbed my arm, not waiting for a reply before dragging me down a few hallways.

We came to a room. I heard music playing loudly inside. Fallout Boy probably, one of Morgan's favourite bands. Spidey knocked on the door. No reply. She probably didn't hear. He knocked again. Then a few more time. Then Spidey pushed it open as it wasn't locked.