Nick and I anticipated the Avengers' arrival as we waited outside. "I suggest that you'd greet them for me," he yelled over the radiating, loud jets landing on the helicarrier, "as they are unaware that you are involved in this mission."
Wait what? They don't know? I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to know that, they'll probably treat me as an out cast or something! They'll think 'so you're a rookie and hey, you're practically a burden for the team'! "There's Captain Rogers' jet, arriving." When I heard that, somehow my excitement grew and I kept anticipating. At the same time though, I'm still worried of what they'll think of me.
"I see that," I reply. So we started walking towards a red-haired girl, I assume is Agent Romanoff who's being followed by this man, who blonde and blue-eye and, damn, he has a really, uh nice, chiseled face. His jawline is so sharp, it cuts me. Dang it, how do I look? Its all what I could think. Wait, oh no falling or else I'd rather be doomed with Loki just killing me.
As we walked closer to them, his face grew familiar. Whoa, whoa, Steve? What has it been? Oh yeah, freaking eight years since Project 45. He's grown, wait, how could I even know that? He's like frozen, of course he hasn't grown! Oh my gosh, why am I freaking out? Am I grinning like the Cheshire Cat again? He does look cute in the grandfather-ish clothing. Wait, stop! No, I'm just happy to see him again... After all these years...
"Director," Agent Romanoff greeted us, damn I need her body, she has those curves on the right places, plus she kicks ass too. Wait, I kick some ass too. "And uh, who's this?" she asked Nick, giving me a wary look while Steve kept smiling. Its adorable. Hold up, what? No falling face flat on the other side of the Earth, Amelia!
"I assume you're Agent Romanoff?" I asked, nervously. She smiled back, surprisingly warmly.
"Yes I am, I guess that you are Amelia Vale?" she asked very simply and professionally.
Hold up, what just happened? Did she just mention my name and how does she know? "Yes, I am, Agent Romanoff." We shook hands, and I guess we gave each other firm grips.
"Oh, since you are accompanying us in this mission, just call me Natasha."
"Alright, Natasha."
I turned over to Steve, and I hope I will say something professional or I could just say Captain. Oh my lord, I am freaking out. Why? Did he bring me in a trance or something?
"Captain Steve Rogers, Its an honor to meet you." He smiled showing his teeth, I smiled back, and oh my god, its literally perfect. Alright, keep this up and we'll be cool. We shook hands, and I think I'm getting redder than whatever is red in this world. Uh, tomatoes?
"I believe you are Agent Vale?" Uh an agent? Ha ha ha ha ha, no no.
"Oh I believe you are mistaken,but I'm not an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D." He shaped his mouth with 'oh', after knowing I am obviously not an agent. And then I realized were still shaking hands, but he kept looking at me with his beautiful, blue eyes. Oh hell no. As soon as I realized, I grabbed my hand away, after shaking his hands for freakishly long seconds. Oh my gosh I completely messed up. Wait, NO!
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Getting Myself into the Battle of New York ~Avengers~
FanfictionOn her tenth birthday, Amelia Vale finally discovered her interesting combination of abilities, which even today is completely changing her life. Discovery included that she can create and manipulate the infamous polar opposites of fire and ice. Fr...