Alex woke up the next day, after apparently sleeping through the entire ride while she listened to her MP3, which had run out of battery during the trip. "Oh great, I'll just kill myself." She said, trotting behind the two sisters as they headed to another location. She looked up, pocketing her MP3, and seeing the most unfunctioning looking helicopter she has ever witnessed. "I said we needed a jet." Natasha called out to the man who came out of the jet.
"Yeah, you know what you didn't give me? Time. Or money. I'm not made of jets." Natasha went behind the heli as Yelena called out the guy, "I thought you were supposed to be the best, like a real pro." The man put his hands in his pockets, "Oh, I'm sorry, Tzarina, was the free flat and lifetime supply of kissel not to your liking?" Yelena responded with a "Ha!" Natasha, checking out the stability of the helicopter, which was according to her calculations not very good, added, "Don't let her wind you up."
The guy responded, "No, I take exception to impugning my professionalism." Natasha retorted, "Well, you did set me up with a generator that crapped out after six hours." She grimaced, shrugging. The man laughed, "You too, huh? Tag team." Yelena went to the windows of the cockpit, sassing the man indirectly, "Aw, he's sensitive! See why you keep him around." Alex followed her, seeing Yelena draw a smiley on the glass. "This thing is gonna break as soon as we go airborne." Yelena snorted at the retort from the younger blonde, "True."
Suddenly, they heard a thud, as a bag landed not far from them. The man opened it up, "Voilà." Yelena immediately grabbed a candy bar, "Ooh.", she said, grabbing it, and Natasha, upon hearing the rattle of the bar, turned around, "Oh, I stashed that, like, five years ago." Yelena slowly took a bite, as Alex made eye contact with the man, 'ew' written across their faces. "How is it?" Natasha asked as Yelena slowly chewed on it.
"It's dry. It's really dry." Alex snickered at the blonde, following her up into the helicopter. "Okay, kid, put the earphones on when we fly up." Alex stopped her, "I know, I've been on a helicopter before." Yelena shrugged, "Okay, then suit yourself." She said just as the bag got thrown on board, Natasha following seconds after. "So, where are we going now?" Yelena said, putting on her headphones. "To save a super soldier's ass."
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"Today is your lucky day, Alexei." She awoke after hearing someone say, looking out of a window on her right. The place did look similar somewhat, but she couldn't pinpoint from where exactly. Alex walked up to the seats, looking down at some sort of gulag, seeing a man in the middle of a riot. "What the fuck." She muttered to herself as Natasha jumped down, landing in a pose. "Such a poser." Yelena said, a hint of humor in her voice.
They watched as Natasha kept kicking off soldiers like it wasn't a big deal, until some opened fire on the helicopter. "Hold on, Alex!" Yelena grunted as she lowered the heli, the tail knocking into multiple things by the sound of it. "This isn't how I imagined my trip to go at all." Alex said when she got up, immediately activating the ring from Shuri, wondering why she hadn't done so before. "Wooo! Sorry!" Yelena said, looking out to the side.
They managed to turn around, and saw Natasha making all kinds of signals with her hands. Yelena gave her a thumbs up, "We're both doing a really good job." She said, managing to pull up, not before a machine gun began firing at them. "I guess I'll be on the floor then!" Alex yelled, as bullets riddled the back parts of the helicopter. "Good idea." Yelena said, getting up herself, grabbing a grenade launcher from the bag.
"How the hell did that thing fit in there?!" Alex screamed when Yelena fired the grenade, and the blonde, probably not able to hear her, just exclaimed "Ha!" and returned to the pilot's seat. Soon after, there was rumbling heard, as Alex popped her head up just behind Yelena, "Whoa." she said, seems that Yelena just started an avalanche. "This would be a cool way to die." Yelena added onto Alex's statement.
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Whatever It Takes
Fanfiction"i'm just a product of the system, a catastrophe, and yet a masterpiece" whatever it takes, imagine dragons Made to serve, born to run, raised to love. That is the whole analysis of Alex. Seperated from her mother at birth, she never knew her true h...