𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐈𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 • 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

Man Down

"Agent Coulson is down. They're here. They called it." Fury said. Phil is dead. My eyes started to tear up. We all met where my dad came in earlier this week. Everyone was devastated.

"These were in Phil Coulson's jacket. I guess he never did get you to sign them." Nick threw the trading cards with blood on them. "We're dead in the air up here. Our communications, the location of the Cube, Banner, Thor... I got nothing for you. I lost my one good eye. Maybe I had that coming. Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number, though because I was playing something even risker. There was an idea, Stark know this, called the Avengers Initiative. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people to see if they could become something more. To see if they could work together when we needed them to, that the battles that never could. Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea. In heroes." My dad got up and walked away. Me and Steve, sitting next to each other, still in shock. "Well, it's an old-fashioned notion." Me and Steve went our different ways. After about 30 minutes We found each other. I was near my room.

"Got a suit?" He asked. I looked down. I was wearing black knee-cut skinny jeans with a red top and black booties.

"This is what I got." I looked down. I really didn't want a suit, just normal clothes and that makes me feel comfortable.

"You look pretty, go with it." I played with my ring and blushed.

"Thanks." And we walked to where Clint was.

"Time to go." Steve told Clint and Nat.

"Go where?" Nat asked.

"I'll tell you on the way." I said.

"Can you fly one of those jets?" Steve asked. Clint turned around.

"I can." He said. Me, Nat, and Steve looked at each other.

"You got a suit?" Steve asked Clint.

"Yeah." He said wiping his hands.

"Then suit up." Me and Steve walked out of the room. I used my powers to just see if they were functioning and they did. Me, Clint, Steve, and Nat were walking to the plane.

"Hey, you guys aren't authorized to be on here." Said one of the pilots.

"Son, just don't." Steve said. And we were off.