The New Avengers

Chapter 11: Fitting

Bethany's P.O.V

Four days later and our outfits from Louise (Deanna's Mom) had come. They reached the house at 8 o'clock on the Wednesday morning. A knocking on the front door brought my from my reading zone. Ronnie was still in bed and I hadn't the faintest idea where Deanna was.

"Delivery for a Miss Bethany Lloyd" The postman said when I opened the door. I chuckled to myself. Over course she would send them in my name, I'm the only one who would answer the door this early in the morning. "That's me" I smiled taking the package away from him.

"Could you just sign here please?" The postman asked handing me a clipboard and a pen. Nodding I quickly signed my name at the bottom and closed the door with a small nod. "Deanna! Ronnie! Get out here now!" I yelled as I carefully opened the box. No sound came from around the house.

"Deanna! Ronnie!" I screamed again. Ronnie came jogging from her room and Deanna came from the training room. They both saw the box and Deanna smiled widly. "They came!" She cheered before pulling her phone out and typing a quick text. They both walked over to me and the box.

Carefully we all pulled out a bag that had our names on it. They had out suits and masks in. Mine was like Captain Americas but in my colours and a slit for my hair to fall through after it was up in a pony tail. Ronnie's was black and only covered her eyes and had tiny speck of blue on to represent her power colours.

Deanna's was like Ronnie's but all in black with no other colours. Dark designs coated the frame but they were only visible when the light shone onto directly. "Let's go and try these on" Ronnie said after waking up properly. We all nodded and ran into our rooms to put our outfits.

After putting mine on and slipping on the mask I ran out of my room and to the training room. They others were already there and Deanna was sorting her quiver with arrows. When she heard me enter she picked something up from the table and threw them to me. Two guns.

Then to more things came at me. Two daggers. "Thanks" I said as I clipped them into position. "What are we doing about communicators?" I asked once the other two had turned round.

"Waiting for my brother with my parcel, got him to pick up some communicators as well. Not that he knows it." Deanna chuckled. "So shall we practice and break these in?" She questioned. Me and Ronnie nodded before we all began our training routine.