A.N: So here's the next one, I actually really enjoyed writing this, it was cool adding a whole new location.
I felt bad that the updates had been more scarce than usual so this one is a bit longer for you guys and I'm going to try and be faster with the next update (my motivation does like to come and go though so no promises). I did however have a heart attack about 3400 words into this because I accidentally deleted the whole chapter. For some reason, there's a combination of buttons that highlights the entire text and deletes it which is not convenient. Thankfully I was able to delete the tab before it was saved which was relieving bc I would not have had the motivation to re write it. Hope you are having a more lucky day than me :|
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"So, what brings you here to midtown?" Flash asked her as they walked alongside each other.
"It was close to home" Seven shrugged, she wasn't a fan of small talk, everyone in her life until recently had been blunt, or they didn't talk at all.
"Oh cool, you know I'm kind of a celebrity at this school, Flash Thompson is a well-known name." He smirked at her but she didn't even glance his way, staring straight ahead.
"Oh really?" Seven asked, her tone unimpressed and not interested but Flash didn't pick up on it, "that's nice"
"Yeah, people are always talking about me, my good looks or how smart I am. People talk about me just as much as they talk about spider-man"
"Spider-man? People like him here?" Seven asked, it was the first thing Flash said that was remotely interesting. She could tell that it irritated him how she chose to talk about spider-man and not him.
"I mean yeah, I guess, people are always talking about him, he's so cool with his web-shooters and how he saves all those people..." Seven tuned him out as they walked, instead she focused on the school, the walls were covered with murals and posters, the lockers occasionally had words written on them which Seven focused on reading. She thought the hallways were bursting with life, unlike the halls of the facility.
"...And now you know he has his sidekick, Shadow? People are talking all about her too"
"I really don't think she's his sidekick" Seven interjected, "Aren't they more like partners?"
"Aren't you new here? What would you know?" Flash answered, he sounded almost offended that Seven would ever ask a thing like that, she weened it down to toxic masculinity because how dare a woman ever be equal with a man, right? She had to stop herself from punching him square in the nose.
"I guess you're right" She shrugged again, "I really wouldn't know a thing"
Flash went on again about his popularity in relation to Spider-Man's until Seven stopped walking, grabbing his attention.
"Hey, I think this is my locker" Seven walked up to the blue metal squares, tracing the numbers 112 with her fingers. She moved the dial around, putting in the code and grinned triumphantly when the locker opened, revealing an empty area. "Cool," She whispered to herself before shutting it again.
"Aren't you going to dump your bag in there? You just need your books" Flash asked from where he was stood behind her.
"No, it's okay" She shook her head.
"Well then you have to carry it all around with you, having your bag on your shoulder all day with your books in may be heavy and it'll hurt your shoulders"
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The escapee - Marvel
FanfictionFourteen-year-old Seven has spent her entire life imprisoned in the HYDRA and Red Room facility, experimented on for as long as she can remember. When she finds herself on the unfamiliar streets of New York without any friends or family, she's sure...