Wanda POV-
Y/N's alarm goes off like normal in the morning. She rolls over and shuts it off before gently waking me next to her with a kiss on my forehead.
We both have come to dread training yet it has only been two days. We begin to change and get ready when Y/N's phone buzzes with a text breaking up our morning routine. Confused, she stumbles over to the phone.
"Drew says we have a change of plans. There is a mission they want us to go on today." Specialist Grace mentioned external missions but I didn't think they would happen this fast especially with how new of a team we are. "Did you bring your suit?"
Y/N nods her head and digs it out of her bag. "Yep, I have it right here." She holds up the skintight underlayer that Stark designed to show me. My voice cracks as I speak, "Okay, good." Y/N can tell something is wrong like always.
She drops the suit onto the bed before walking over to me taking my hands in hers. "Stick close to me today, okay? Everything will be fine." I nod my head once before I let go of her hands and move my arms to around her neck. I bury my face into her, "Don't be reckless."
Instead of going to the gym like the past couple of days, the van we arrived in initially is waiting outside our apartment building. Drew swings open the door for us revealing Specialist Grace inside the cab of the van.
I climb in first followed by Y/N then Drew. Specialist Grace begins monologuing as we pull away from the building clearly enjoying the sound of her own voice.
"I apologize for the late notice but there has been a change of routine for today. Hydra has narrowed down the location of someone we believe to be a threat. They have valuable intel that would assist us with many missions to come if we are able to capture them. They called our group in to do just that."
Y/N's hand is resting on the handle of her gun strapped across her torso as the van jumps around on the bumpy road. Her voice is gruff as she speaks, "So what exactly are we walking into?" Drew clicks into the tablet next to him to show us the information.
He hands it to Y/N who leans over to show me too. "Noah Torres. He was a former Hydra agent who went rogue. We received an anonymous tip to their location last night so hopefully we are able to intercept him before he moves locations again."
The tablet shows Noah's previous identification within Hydra and his last known physical appearance. I look up at Specialist Grace to answer, "Why were we brought in? We are still such a new team."
She leans forward and swipes the screen to show video clips from Y/N's first interrogation from a couple of days ago plus some clips from our training sessions.
"Hydra knows that individually all three of you have great potential. They understand that we are still working on creating the team bond aspect of this group however past agents have been unsuccessful in capturing Noah. They want a fresh team to take their chance and I vouched for the abilities of you all. Speaking of, have you decided on a code word for this team?"
Drew looks to us to answer clearly having not come up with one himself. Y/N shrugs her shoulders turning to me. "Actually, I had an idea." Specialist Grace takes the tablet back from us, "Let's hear it." I shift around in my seat nervous to speak.
"Um, so I was thinking our abilities include draining, healing, and mind. Right? All a form of reality manipulation, so what if we were called the Reality Trident. Three of us, three prongs to a," I drop off my words and get softer, "trident."
Drew's face lights up. "Damn, I wouldn't have come up with something that good. I like it." Y/N finally drops her hand from the handle of her gun and places it on my leg. "Me too." Specialist Grace begins typing on her phone until she clicks it off setting it back into her lap. "Done, Reality Trident it is."
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