Angel Of Death - (Fem Reader X Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson)

Chapter 23 - Captured

I start to pace back and forth in the tower....I didn't like being benched....especially when my sister could be hurt.

"Y/N?" Bruce cautiously walks forward. I continue to pace back and forth, "Why don't you come into the lab." He walks closer.

"I'm so pissed off! Steve really thinks I would mess up the mission? So he's taking Clint and Natasha in to fight a goddamn bot...who's growing stronger! Who could kill them! How dare he!" I scream, punching the wall.

Bruce suddenly pulls me in and hugs me, I start to calm down, taking deep breaths. "Come to the lab...sit down and relax." He whispers. "It's gonna be okay."

I stay silent as Bruce leads me to the lab. I sit on Tony's desk and watch as Bruce types at his computer. "Your not a monster, Bruce." He looks up at me. "I know that's what you've been thinking."

"Y/N..."

"You don't know the things I've done....the things I've seen." I nod, "Trust me....your not a monster."

Bruce walks around his desk and sits beside me. "What are you saying?"

"Forget it.....just remember your not a monster." I shake my head.

I look up as Tony walks in, "Hey Angel Baby."

"Hey.."

"Still mad?" He sets his stuff down and takes off his jacket.

"What do you think?" I roll my eyes.

"I'm not gonna comment on that."

After awhile of me staring at the wall, Clint rushes in with a cradle. "Clint!" I jump up and hug him. "Where's Nat and Steve?" I look behind him.

Clint just shakes his head, "Nat...got the cradle to me but then I couldn't see her. Steve yelled for me to get this here."

"She's...gone?"

"Y/N...I tried to go back but Steve-"

"Didn't want to jeopardize the mission." I nod, clenching my fists.

"Oh no." Bruce hides back behind Tony.

"He's dead." I quickly walk off.

I turn into the small locker room and get into my suit, I put on my fully charged wrist guards and put on my holsters, stocking up on two pistols, ammo, and knives. I then put on a holster around my back that holds my new Batons, I put them in and head towards the door.

I stop at Natasha's locker and open it, I run my hand over our initials carved into the metal and smile at a photo of us when we were children. I quickly shut it and returns to the lab.

"What are you planning to do?" Tony asks.

"Kick Steve's ass."

"Natasha is still alive...Ultron would be rubbing it in our faces if she wasn't. Especially yours." Tony points.

"That's good. I'm still kicking his ass. All Steve cares about is the mission...he doesn't care if his friends get hurt. We are a team..we are supposed to look out for each other."

"I agree that we should look out for each other but....this shouldn't have to resort to violence." Bruce says.

"Oh yes it does. My sissy is captured because of him." I turn, "Can I take the Jet?"

"No. Your staying here!" Tony yells.

I huff in anger and walk down to Clint, he turns and looks at my suit. "Don't do something your gonna regret."