Cosmic Collision | Wanda X OC

Chapter Eight☆

"The past beats inside me like a second heart."
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Nyxa

Nicholas Fury sat facing the door, conference table stretching across the room. Nyxa entered and eyed him. "So you'll do it?" He asked. She took an indifferent breath.

"You said the world needed me. I'm still working towards the same goal as I was in S.H.I.E.L.D. It's just a different setting."
Nick lifted his brows at her answer and shook his head.

"Really? That what we're going with?"
She walked across the room and took the seat right by his, leaning her arms onto the table.
He looked straight into her eyes. "Tell me, Nova. How long's it gonna be until you learn to take things because you want them?"

"I wouldn't hold my breath."

Their gazes moved to the window for a moment. The new Avengers facility was nice. Upstate New York was slightly different to what she was used to. She noticed a scorched circle in the grass outside and heard Nicholas make an annoyed grunt at the sight of it. "Thor," He put simply. "Apparently Gods don't worry about lawn maintenance where they're from."

"How much do they know about me?" Nyxa asked, moving on to more important topics and looking back at him now.

"Nothing." He looked her over. "Thought I'd leave that up to you."

A nod. What was she getting herself into? Frowning a little she spoke, "Still don't see why I have to stay here."

It was likely he'd known she was going to say that (she'd been saying it since he'd first told her), because he didn't miss a beat. "It's just for the first four weeks." Nick was rested against his chair, looking all too satisfied to be having this conversation. "You need to get a feel of everyone. All of you. You're a team now. Train... bond."

Nyxa inhaled deeply, letting her shadows recede like a tide. She mindlessly brought out the pack of Captain America trading cards she always carried around now, since 2012. The ones Phil had gifted her. She wanted to stay in her apartment, a place she was used to. It had been hers from the second she'd followed Nicholas to S.H.I.E.L.D. It was her refuge, her asylum... and she had to leave it to stay here.
She knew it was only four weeks, while the team worked through the initial trainings, but a part of her worried that she would end up being moved here entirely. That joining this team would make her lose her apartment, the life she'd finally gotten used to. Her fingers flitted through the cards faster, until Nick's hand rested on her own, easing their movement and making her meet his gaze.

"He'd be happy you're doing this." Fury's gaze was earnest. "He always said the team was missing something- he thought it was you."

She gave a pointed sigh. "Oh, I know. Phil told me so. Several times." Giving her arm a squeeze, Nicholas let go and leant back.

"You'll be fine. Those guys are glad to have you."

She eyed him once more. "I haven't been on a team I wasn't leading since I was a kid."
At those words, he smiled, looking greatly amused.

"Oh, I know. We've got a few bets floating around. I evrn have a stake in some of them. Hill, too."

"Great," She muttered.
Pushing back her chair and standing, Nyxa turned to the exit. "Team's meeting now, guess I have to make introductions."

"You pack your lunch?" Nicholas asked with a grin, trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be late- and play nice!"
Pathetic. Rolling her eyes and refusing to look back, she called out dryly over her shoulder, "Thanks, dad!"

"No problem, kiddo! See you in four weeks!"

Nyxa only shook her head as she left the room and headed to where the others were. It was hard, slipping into her new role. She wasn't used to any of this. It had been years since she'd been on a team, and ridiculously long since she'd been taking orders from another person leading it. Her steps were silent against the facility floor, they'd been that way ever since she'd unlocked her gift. Apparently it made the whole "unapproachable demeanor" of hers worse. Whatever that meant.