⍟ Marvel one-shots volume II ☠

🎃 Ндʟʟошееп ѕресідʟ: Basement🎃

Tιтle: Basement.
Fαɴdoм: Marvel, Captain America.
Pαιrιɴɢ: Brock Rumlow X Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.!Reader.
Rαтιɴɢ: Teen.
Word coυɴт: 507 words.
Sυммαry: Your first mission with Brock turns a little creepy.
Wαrɴιɴɢѕ: Creepy basement, first mission.
A/N: This is my entry to multifandom-flash Halloween, Annie-5017 & square 1:

"Creepy basement."

So, I posted this first on my Tumblr.

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in  English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.

I don't give any kind of permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate my work myself) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

Brock and you had experienced many new things together; this time, it was your first solo mission, though you never thought it would take an unexpected turn.

You entered a dark, eerie basement. The only source of light was the faint, trembling flame of the flashlights you carried with you. The air was laden with a musty smell, but that didn't worry them; you had been in worse places before.

As you made your way through the narrow corridors, where some seemed like mazes, you could hear your own heartbeats echoing in the darkness. Every step you took seemed to increase the feeling that you were being watched by something, even if you couldn't make out what it was, though you kept watching for some camera.

Suddenly, a shiver ran down your spine, so you stopped in your tracks. Brock turned and looked at you with concern in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" he asked you in a worried voice. You nodded, but you couldn't help but feel a strange presence around you. You were sure there was no one around but Brock, but it was more like you were being watched by something incorporeal.

You continued to move forward, but the atmosphere was becoming more and more eerie. The walls of the basement were covered with mould and cracks, and the sound of your footsteps mingled with the echo of your own whispers.

Suddenly, a noise echoed in the distance. As if something were dragging on the ground. Brock and you stopped and looked at each other. The sound grew louder and closer, making your heart start pounding. You were both in position, ready to attack if necessary.

Without warning, a dark figure emerged from the shadows. She was tall and slender, with glowing eyes and a macabre smile plastered on her face. You let out a scream and gripped Brock's hand tightly.

The figure slowly approached, moving creepily. But before it could reach you, Brock pulled out his flashlight and pointed it at it. The bright light illuminated the figure's face, revealing it to be nothing more than an ancient, weathered statue.

Breathing a sigh of relief, you and Brock continued exploring the basement. You were to find the box containing the items you had been asked for.

As you continued, you encountered more obstacles and traps that made your way more difficult, but that didn't stop you from passing all the tests.

Finally, you came to a large room illuminated by a dim light. In the center of the room was the box you were looking for.

Suddenly, however, you began to hear footsteps approaching. Someone else had discovered your presence in the basement. You could not stay any longer; you had to get out of there before you were discovered.

You and Brock grabbed the box and hurried out of the basement. You ran through the dark corridors, feeling that time was running out. Finally, you made it to the surface, exhausted but relieved.

At last, the first mission together had been successful.