(Outfit)
The plane was quiet, I was keeping myself intertained with the sparkly energy wisps I conjured. It wasn't until Rogers cleared his throat and spoke up,"how did you get your powers?"
"I was born with them," I mumbled not looking at him,"technically I was never supposed to be born."
"What does that mean?"
With a wave of my hand, my sparkle wisp was gone and I turned my attention to Rogers," 1989, October first exactly at noon eight women around the world who were not pregnant at the time, gave birth."
"But that doesn't make any sense!"
"Exactly."
"So what is the Umbrella Academy?"
I began pulling my sleeve where my ugly umbrella tattoo sat,"it's a team of superheros, seven kids, I was one of them."
"But you said there were eight kids?"
"My sister, Vanya, Number seven. Dad said she wasn't special, as in she didn't have any powers."
Steve just nodded as I squeezed my wrist that had my umbrella tattoo, and the rest of the ride was quiet. We finally landed in a hidden place and I stood up thinking which dress to change into, then I decided to dress in the dress I designed about a week ago. With a snap of my fingers I was in a red dress with layered ruffles, my hair was all styled and my face was covered in makeup, and a red ribbon was covering my neck scar.
"There, do I look decent enough,"I said twirling.
"Um- what happened,"Rogers said motioning the three claw marks going across my chest.
My hand immediately flew up to cover the scars and I said in a serious tone,"the devil, happened."
Once I removed my hand the scars were no longer there and I made my way out of the jet. About halfway there I was starting to feel lightheaded and my ears began ringing, I gasped out,"Ben, Ben! Help, I can't, I can't breathe! I can't breathe!"
I dug my nails into my palms and closed my eyes trying to calm down.
"Just focus on my voice 'Brina, inhale exhale."
So I did just that, shake inhales and exhales until I felt calm. When I opened my eyes Ben was kneeling in front of me his arms hovering over my arms, and he burst out laughing.
"Sorry, I'm so sorry it's just that you were crying and how there are red tear streaks down your face."
I let out a shaky laugh and stood up waving my hand and my makeup was no longer messy, and I walked with Ben next to me.
"So what are you doing?"
"Undercover work at a museum gala, to keep an eye on Loki."
"Is it the Stuttgart Museum? I've heard the it a cool museum!"
My hand hovered over his shoulder and I muttered a chant under my breath and within seconds a living breathing Ben was standing in front of me, I snapped my fingers changing his hoodie outfit to a suit.
"Come on you have an hour or so, your welcome."
"But what about the aftermath?"
"It's fine, I'll deal with that later."
We finally made it and we blended in, Ben went off exploring the museum and taking advantage of his time at being alive. I walked around with a glass of champagne in my hand, looking for Loki. It was then when I looked up and on the second floor, I saw him,"I found him second level, I'll see into it."
Slowly, I made me way toward him but all of that ended when he decided to attack the guard with his staff,"shit, Rogers get ready, Loki is making a move."
I look around for Ben when I end up bumping into him,"jeez 'Brina, what the hell have you been dragged into?"
My eyes widen as I see Loki jab some sort of contraction at someone's eye,"I have no idea, but times is up for you. I don't want to drag you into this."
With a wave of my hand Ben is gone before he could say anything, and I ran out sticking to my undercover role. Outside, everyone was panicking and clustered in a group only to be stopped by multiple Loki illusions.
"Kneel before me,"but no one moved a muscle, so he banged his staff making the stone in the staff glow a bit brighter," I said, KNEEL."
So we did, a grin crosses his face and begins a evil monologue, so I whisper,"Rogers, standby, I'll give you a target where to land,"an old man stands and I know what will mostly likely happen,"The standing man Rogers you have to land in front of him, keep close watch when to land."
"Not to men like you,"the old man says bravely.
"There are no men like me."
"There are always men like you,"the old man says.
" Look to your elder, people. Let him be an example,"Loki says pointing his staff at the old man, with a wave of my hand, my mask is now across my face and I whisper thought gritted teeth,"Rogers go now!"
Before Loki could kill the elderly man, Rogers drops and blocks the blast, I stand up and send a golden blast at Loki, knocking him off his feet.
" You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing."
"The solider, the man out of time."
"He's not the one out of time,"I say walking forward gaining his attention,"you're like what, hundred of thousand years old and you finally need a staff? I'm impressed."
The quinjet appears and Romanoff's voice is heard," Loki, drop the weapon and stand down."
He attempts to shoot a beam at the quintet but is dodged Rogers throws his shield at Loki who is knocked down for the second time, I quickly take off my heels and I throw an illusion at him that I was running and charging at him as he smacks the illusion me with his staff I manage to backflip over his arm and sweep if feet knocking him on his back. It really threw him for a loop when he saw me standing above him I sent him a smirk,"what never heard of illusion?"
I'm flipped onto my back to find Loki hovering above me,"darling, you have no idea about illusion."
"Well, you have no idea about self-defense."
I tuck and roll backwards kicking Loki in the chest, Rogers throws his shield only for it to be swatted away like a fly. Without his shield, Loki knocks Rogers to the floor, and rests his scepter on his head,"kneel."
"Not today," I say and before I could send the golden ball of energy he turns to me and sends a blast toward me only for me to gracefully backflip over it. But then AC/DC's Shoot to Thrill starts playing and a blast hits Loki square in the chest.
"Make your move reindeer games!"
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Little Witch
FanfictionSabrina Hargreeves aka Number Eight in the Umbrella Academy. Not anymore, after moving out at the age of seventeen and finding herself a nice apartment and a fun roommate. But the tranquility is put to an end when she's twenty three and Nick Fury an...