[] WinterQuake [] A Daisy Johnson x Bucky Barnes Fan Fiction.

Encounter.

Daisy was crouched behind an overturned truck, panting heavily as her hand clamped around her shoulder and pressed down. The Winter Solider; Bucky Barnes, He had just shot her and there was blood everywhere. He was too fast, too skilled and she wasn't equipped with any weapons, all she had were her powers to fend him off and whatever punches she could get in though they had no effect on him anyway, He was solid like a rock.

She had run into him while out in search of an InHuman that was being attacked but instead of the shooting she heard being directed at said InHuman, it came from Winter, shooting at Steve Rogers; Or Captain America and then in the blink of an eye, Steve was being whisked away by a ton of men. She had only just started to run after the men in attempts to free Steve but her attempt was ceased by the Winter Soldier as he spotted her and without word or mercy, Nor any form of emotion, he held a gun against her temple and was about to pull the trigger, but lucky for Daisy, she just managed to send tremors into the form of the gun and the powerful vibrations shook out all the bullets and all the inside contents of the gun.

The young Agent sucked in a deep breath, chocolate brown orbs squeezing shut for a brief moment to regather herself, listening out for the footfalls of the Soldier. He was so silent and deadly, she barely detected him as he leaped out from the right, gun already aimed and finger on the trigger. Damn, he was good. She wasn't trained to deal with a Super Solider; One almost stronger than Rogers himself.

She lifted a palm immediately and as the trigger was pulled, the vibrations travelled up through her veins, building up in the centre of her palm before bursting out a wall of seismic waves, deflecting the bullet and sending tremors up the Solider's legs and to his knees to bring him down.

The Solider's knees were shaking out of his control and his azure optics had widened as he was unable to keep himself from tumbling to the ground.

He had already got in a few shots and slowed her down. She was losing blood, much slower than himself and weaker too. But this ability she had, to make everything shake at her own will, it's keeping her going and holding him back from killing her which only irritated him more and fuelled the need he had to put a bullet through her head.

But he was a walking mess; His mind was a tangled web of jumbled pieces of memories that he couldn't piece together. He knew they were there for a reason, he knew that they were part of who he was; who he should be. These memories have his head pounding and he was a big lump of anger and confusion which he couldn't express any other way than through anger.

He snarled loudly from the ground, fighting against the vibrations running up and down his legs, his metal arm reaching for the pistol holstered at his side and swiftly withdrawing it, knowing that if he took the shot, she wouldn't be able to deflect it as she was concerned about keeping him down at the moment as she seemed too weak to move.

The Asset's metal digit pulled the trigger and the well aimed bullet shot through the air and through her shoulder; the exact same spot as before, shooting clean through, throwing her powers off.

Daisy's chocolate brown hues widened for a split second before squeezing shut, her hand flying over to clamp back over her shoulder, the crimson blood seeping through the torn fabric of her specially designed quake suit. Her brows formed a frown, rose toned brims pursing together to hold back a yelp of pain.

Her head was spinning and suddenly her neck felt as if it could no longer support her head as it seemed to grow heavy, eyelids only barely able to keep open to set on a blurred image of the Solider while she began to slip.

Her body grew limp against the truck behind her, eyelids sliding shut as she fell unconscious due to the loss of blood.