On Hold
Y/n L/n was born in 1896, the second she turned 18 she enlisted into the military with her twin brother Donovan, both were kidnapped by HYDRA, one was used as a test subject and the other was used as leverage, both came out, one in literal...
Natasha went to go watch over Clint while I went over to the main room to find the others. I entered the room just as Stark stood up from his seat. He walked out of the room, going right past me. I caught a glimpse of his face as he walked by and he looked a little upset? sad? I don't know but he didn't look like his usual self. I looked back to the room that contained Fury and Maria who were standing and Steve who was sitting.
"What's wrong with Jr? I ask the three as I walked towards the table that they were at. When I finally reached the table I noticed the bloody cards that that were scattered on it.
"Better question. Who's are those?" I ask motioning to the cards with my eyebrows furrowed.
"Phil's," Steve says.
"As in Coulson?" he gave me a small nod and I picked up a card, "Is he uh . . . ya know," I ask as I dragged my thumb across my throat and made a slicing noise. Steve just looked at me in disbelief before standing up from his seat.
"I'm going to find Stark," he says in a sharp tone as he left.
I watched as he left and when he was out of sight Fury spoke, "Yes, Coulson is dead. Killed by Loki," he says making me look at him.
"Oh . . . uh R.I.P?" I say unsure of what to say. I shifted my attention to Maria and kept my eyes on her for a good second. She raised her eyes and made eye contact with me but I didn't look away though. After a little bit, I spoke.
"I'm going to find Steve," I say throwing the card back on the table.
"Oh actually before I go do you perhaps have any blood?" I ask.
"Kitchen," Maria nonchalantly said.
"Thank you," I say with a wink.
I turned around breaking eye contact with the brown-haired woman and left the room.
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I roamed the halls of the ship looking for the other super-soldier. Stopping by the destroyed lab to find and grab my backpack. I've been looking for Mr. Steve Rogers for a good five minutes and still no luck. After another minute of searching, I gave up and decided to go to the room where I know Natasha and Barton are. When I was like a few feet away from the room that Natasha is in I saw Steve standing in the doorway.
"Hey America what's going on?" I ask him as I ran up to him with my backpack on my back.
"Time to go," he says as he walks away.
"Go where?!" I shout as I watch him walk away. "HEY, WHERE ARE WE GOING?!" I shout as he got further away. I shook my head, looked into the room, and saw Natasha and Clint standing there, "Where are we going?" I ask the two.
"No clue suit up and head to the jet," Clint says.
"I don't have a suit," I told him as I leaned against the doorway.
"Then head to the jet," Natasha interjects with a duh tone.
"Yes Ma'am," I say as I got up from the doorway and saluted with a chuckle. I headed outside to the Quinjet but not before stopping by the kitchen and filling up my bag with a few units of blood.
When I entered the jet pieces of clothing were thrown at me.
"What is this?" I ask holding up the pieces of clothing.
"Your new suit. Get changed we'll be there soon," Steve says.
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