Plot: A mission goes wrong and you get hurt. It looks bad, but all you want is to get back to the Quinjet and your girlfriend. But where does such stubborn behavior lead?
Warnings: Injury, blood, knife, guns, mentions of death
Word count: 2.6k
__________________________________You've seen the agent minutes before and you should have killed him right away, you thought to yourself. And there he is again. That's why you leave Wanda from your position to approach him and make up for it now, you wanted a clean job on the current mission. It would be short and simple, she won't even notice that you left your position next to her for a few minutes.
You tiptoe quietly from your position. Now you can see him better and wait for him around the corner. He slowly comes closer and all at once you jump out and wrap your arm around his neck to bring him to the ground. You were afraid to use your gun so as not to make any loud noises and give away your location to the others.
He is stronger than you expected and manages to take you in an uncomfortable grip and wrestle you to the ground. Somehow you manage to free yourself and turn the situation around. You notice him reaching for his gun, but you pull it out of his belt before he does and throw it a few feet away from you.
In that inattentive second of yours, he uses it to disengage and both of you are now standing again. With a jerk he throws your back against the wall and you groan in pain. The next thing you feel is a cold thrust of his knife in your stomach. Your eyes widen according to this and you feel frozen.
Wanda has heard the bang on the wall and turns towards your position to notice that you are no longer there. "Shit y/n, what did you do.." she whispered to herself as she began to track the sound she heard.
Coming around the same corner as you earlier, she sees him standing in front of you with a knife soaked in blood in his hand. Without hesitation, Wanda breaks the agent's neck using her powers. His lifeless body collapses in front of you.
Not a second later Wanda rushes to you and helps you by putting her arm under yours to hold you up. "What were you doing, what were you even thinking y/n?!" She almost shouts in your face, but with a worried tone.
"I-It's okay Wanda, I-I-I'm okay.. let's just finish the mission and then go to the Quinjet.." Wanda looked at you confused, "You're not well y/n you got stabbed..." and so she tried to reach the others through the comms. By now your suit is soaked in blood and running down your legs.
Wanda knows you're too stubborn to ask for help. That's why she does it. "Wanda what's wrong?", you realize Tony's voice through her earpiece while standing next to Wanda. "We need help on our side, y/n is injured." She answered.
You frown at Wanda for informing the others, because you know that means Natasha gets informed too. You really can't have your overprotective girlfriend in the state you're in.
You try to be strong and try to keep yourself on your feet. Wanda looks at you questioningly and doesn't quite know what to do until the others arrive for backup. While you stand on wobbly legs in the middle of the empty hallway, Wanda is still squatting next to you, looking up at you with a helping hand.
You squeak a little because of the pain in your stomach as you take your right hand away from the wound. Wanda can see how this causes blood to drip from between your feet onto the floor. You breathe in heavily as you press your hand on the wound again.
"Let's please just wait for them here and sit back down y/n..." whispered Wanda.
"We can't stay here, we'd be on display in this hall. I'm still fine Wanda, let's take advantage of this and get out of here" and with that, you rip off the right sleeve of your suit and tear it apart so that you can knot it around your stomach and the wound.
YOU ARE READING
One Shots (Scar/Nat x Fem Reader)
FanfictionI write one shots of Natasha or Scarlett x y/n (fem). Most of them will be fluff or angst, maybe sum smut. Trigger warnings are written in advance. I'm open for wishes and ideas!