Excuse my french, but fuck hydra, fuck Shmidt, fuck Zola, and FUCK ALL THEIR FOLLOWERS. Breathe Nicolette, breathe. But everytime I did smoke would come out of my nose. Damn it, we never got to test what other powers I had. All Howard and I know is that I can manipulate fire and move things with my mind, telekinesis.
Howard and Peggy were in London, since Colonel Phillips needed them there which left me to stay behind with Steve. Howard was against it and wouldn't leave without me, but I had to convince him that I would be fine as long as I was with Steve, who I finally explained to why my eyes turned gold and what I could do, so far. He helped me convince Howard to go and promised to write down everything we discover that I can do, but guess what the reason was of Steve and I staying behind?
WE BECAME SHOWGIRLS. They even gave Steve a title, Captain America. I mean it suits him because he was suppose to be the man to represent America in the war and what not. Get this they started calling me, Miss. America and believe me, Bucky got the earful of my rant in the last letter I wrote to him and he wrote back and said,
"Don't stress out about it doll, you'll get wrinkles and we wouldn't want that now do we? On the bright side I know you and Steve have each others back. You say they call you Miss. America because of your 'pretty face' as you call it, but I beg a differ. You are so much than that, you're smart Nicolette Stark. Don't hide it. I wish I could go on and on how you are much more than a pretty face, but I am afraid I am needed in Austria until then be careful.
yours truly,
James 'teddy' xo"Right now Steve and I were at his old camp for a show, lets just say that I was really close into punching some of these men.
"HEY CAP! Why don't you and miss pretty face sign this?" a soldier said turning around abd pulled down his pants. I hid my face behind Steve as he guided me off stage. Honestly, how disgusting can a man be and disrespectful. Someone needs to punch him in the face.
I changed into a black skirt and white blouse, but I probably should have worn a coat since it started to rain and got a bit chilly outside. Steve and I sat in silence, while he was sketching a monkey and I was sketching some new models for weapons ideas. Maybe, James and Howard were right, I am more than a pretty face. Dr. Erskine picked me for project force fire for a reason, yes?
"Don't worry, they will warm up to you both soon," I looked up and saw Peggy. I smiled," I'll leave you two alone," and walked away to give them space, but couldn't help and listen in. "You know Nicolette and I didn't get along much when we first met a few years back. We argued a lot she may be petite, but she does know how to bite someone's head in an argument. Not many female agents liked her when she joined the SSR at 18, little under a year after me. No one understood why the SSR needed her because everyone believed she was a pretty face, but I always knew she was a little more than that. She's brave, smart, and loyal-" I stopped listening not realizing a tear drop on my hand, I wiped it away. Wow, who knew she felt like that. That adds one more person to the 'you are more than a pretty face' list.
I turned at a sound of a car horn. Oh my, those soldiers I wonder where they're from and-"NICKI, THEY'RE FROM THE 107th!" Steve yelled running towards the Colonels tent. "No," I whispered looking back at the injured men. In that moment his ocean blue eyes came to my thoughts, James Buchanan Barnes. He better be okay, I don't know what I would do if he wasn't.
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I jumped into the plane before they closed it and said,"Did you really think you can leave me behind, while you lot try to go save the rest of the 107th? I don't think so Captain." Steve just smiled and nodded. Meanwhile, has Howard took off he started yelling at me on how stupid it was that I jumped into the plane. I just rolled my eyes at him,"So Captain, whats the plan?"
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He's Beauty | B. Barnes
FanficShe was the famous Howard Stark's younger sister. To everyone she was just a pretty face with an angelic voice. No one knew that she was more than that, except him. He knew that she was such more than that. James Buchanan Barnes saw more than a pret...