Whatever It Takes

chapter 8

Alex washed her face as a blue glow set on the property. Someone suddenly knocked on the door, opening after Alex said come in. Natasha popped her head inside, "Listen, the Red Room is here, I need you to stay put here until we get out, then go get Tony, and if he doesn't believe you, tell him to call Clint." Alex was confused, "Why Stark?" Natasha came closer, putting a vial into her hand, squeezing it. 

"He can replicate the antidote faster then anyone. Just tell him I sent you, okay?" Alex nodded, as Natasha brought her in for one final hug. "Stay safe милый." ("darling"(IDK IT DEPENDS I'M NOT RUSSIAN))

She sat down the the corner, trying to keep her breathing down to a minimal, as she heard Melina outisde, "Let's not keep him waiting." She noticed that the sentence sounded a bit weird, the accent a bit off. So, a few minutes later, after she heard the engines go away, she ran around the perimeter, seeing that no one was there. Deciding to investigate the weird accent of her grandmother, she checked the supply closet, and her suspicions were confirmed - the two masks were gone. Her breath was shaky, not knowing what was about to ensue as she filled up a glass of water to clear her mind.

She sighed, opening the door and leaving it as it was before, before running across Russia, managing to run across water and into Northen America. She ran, until she saw the newly built Avengers Compound, other Avengers milling about inside. "Bingo." She whispered, deciding to run inisde. If she managed to get inisde Wakanda this way, would simple concrete walls stop her from climbing over? Apparently, no, no they would not.

She then peacefully rang the doorbell, only to be met with the one and only, Tony Stark. "Who are you and how'd you get here?" He said, pointing his repulsor at her. She coughed, clearing her throat. "Natasha sent me. And I can climb walls. And have powers." Tony was reluctant, but after she told him to call Clint, and when Barton confirmed that Natasha did indeed have a daughter she did tell him about, he allowed her in, taking the vial from her.

"Alright, Romanoff Jr, you mentioned super powers. What are those?" She was about to answer when another voice interupted them, "WHAT ARE THOOOOOOOOSE?" they said, a voice strikingly familliar to Alex. She popped her head on Tony's side, "Shuri?" The Wakandan Princess looked at her, "Alex?" Alex pointed at her, "Shuri?" Tony sighed, rubbing his temples, "Jeez, this isn't Madagascar, you two." 

Shuri laughed, coming up to hug the blonde, "I haven't seen you in ages, what's up?" Alex shrugged, "Oh, you know, helping my family take down a shitty asshole and then my mom sends me to Stark to multiply the antidote, nothin' much, what about you?" Shuri also shrugged, "Meh, a cousin whose father my father killed came back for revenge, but T'Challa managed to reason him, so now he's our American ambassador, what about you?"

"Uh, Shuri?" Another voice called from the door, and Alex looked over and saw, nonetheless, her freaking father. "Yeah, Bucky?" Bucky looked at the trio in the lab, "Uh... My arm?" Shuri looked at the vibranium arm on the table next to them, "Oh, right! Sorry, I had to greet someone." Shuri pulled Alex into Bucky's view. "This is Alex." Bucky brought up his hand to wave, "Hi." Alex returned it, "Hey." 

After about twenty minutes, Friday, Tony's AI, said the new batch of the antidote was finished. "Alex, could we speak when you come back?" Bucky asked, a bit sheepish. Alex nodded, "Of course." As she was running outside, she bumped into something, or rather someone. "What?" The man said, "No way." 

He said, extending his hand out, and Alex took it, getting up onto her feet. "Hi, I'm Pietro, that's my younger twin sister Wanda there." The said brunette yelled from down the hallway, "Twelve minutes you debil!" 

Pietro flipped her off, before continuing, "Wanna race?" Alex shook her head, "I'd like to kick your ass but I have to go back to Natasha." Pietro scoffed, "Well, then I'll race you to Russia. I can't be in here anymore." Alex shrugged, "Guess help won't hurt." Pietro fistbumped her, "Bye loser!" He said, taking off.