Y/n was kidnapped by Hydra and exposed to the mind stone, receiving powers nobody quite understood the extent of.
After a year and a half under Hydra captivity, she was rescued by the Avengers in Russia on their search for Loki's sceptre. After Nat...
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Y/N POV
"Come on, just shoot me."
"Y/n. I really don't want to shoot you."
"Bucky. Shoot me."
Bucky lowers the gun, taking a step back on the mat and I let out a frustrated sigh.
"NATASHA?"
"WHAT?"
I just about hear her yell from the training room across the hall over the music blasting from my speaker.
"COME HERE AND SHOOT ME!"
"What?" She repeats, wandering into the room and wiping sweat from her furrowed brow.
"I want to try and stop the bullet before it hits me, but Bucky won't do it. Because he's a wuss." I mutter back at the supersoldier and he rolls his eyes.
"And what makes you think I'll do it?" Nat asks, crossing her arms.
"I don't know? You're an assassin?"
"Technically so is Buck and he won't. What if you don't stop it?"
"I literally have regenerative healing."
"Yeah and last time you got shot you almost died. You also have superspeed, why don't you just run out of the way instead?"
"Superspeed, blah, blah, whatever. Sometimes you can't just run out the way. Friday? Can you ask Tony to come down here and shoot me, please? He definitely will." I utter to the redhead.
"Mr Stark said he is currently busy and could please you kill yourself later. Would you like me to relay back a message, Miss Y/l/n?" The AI announces and Nat snickers.
"Right. No, thank you, Friday."
"What's going on?" Wanda demands, marching into the room.
"Y/n wants us to shoot her so she can stop the bullet mid-air but we both refuse, obviously, becau-"
Wanda flicks her fingers out and scarlet energy wraps around the gun in Buckys grip, sending it flying it across the room into her hand and she pulls the trigger.
The bullet whizzes past my ear and thuds into the wall, barely missing me as I jump to the side, my mouth falling open as I turn to Wanda wide-eyed.
"-se it's crazy! IT'S CRAZY! WANDA!" Nat finishes, her expression similar to my own at the auburn-haired girl still holding the firearm towards me.
*You weren't there when I woke up this morning.* Wanda's thoughts growl in my head.
*And that justifies shooting me how?!*
"You did ask for it." She says out loud, putting the safety on the gun and chucking it on the mat before storming back out the room.
Nat raises her eyebrow at me and I shrug, retrieving my phone from the table pushed against the wall and running after Wanda.
