The fire

Can I fly?

"THOR!" I screamed for the 5th time, hoping maybe this time I'd get a response.

Nothing, the noises of guns and explosions continued to go on. I cried out in anger, pushing the bit of rubble with everything I had. But it was no use, burning it wouldn't work either. Plus my body was using to much energy healing my snapping ribs and crushed organs.

Shit me up, why do I always end up in a mess. I thought leaning my head back against the stone. My eyes fell on the sad remains of my comms unit lying on the floor.

Nope I refuse to be stuck here. Where the hell is that blonde giant?

"Well well well, the spider is caught in her own web." The Hydra prick mocked, moving closer his gun at the ready. "Never thought I'd have the pleasure of killing an avenger. Oh what a day." He laughed to himself.

"Fuck off mate." I picked up a rock and launched it at the agents head leaving him crumpled on the dusty floor. I may be stuck but it doesn't mean I'm useless.

"THOR!" I screamed again, feeling my throat almost rip from the volume I had produced. "What took you so long?" I yelled as the God ran into the room catching his Hammer which had just flew into the room and knocked out another Hydra agent.

"Sorry, I got hit by a tank." He replied running over to lift the rock up with one hand and using his other hand to pull me out with the other. I knelt on my hands and knees cringing with pain as bones fitted themselves back together.

I then jumped up onto my feet smiling at my newly formed energy. "Come on, we've got some people in need of a severe beating."

-

My body was shaking from exhaustion, I was falling under the weight of the large Norse God. "Gosh, what do you eat?" I groaned, giving his another heave.

Eventually I dropped him on the ground for a second allowing myself to get my breath back. A stocky agent charged at me with a gun. I ducked before kicking the weapon out his hands. He grabbed my ankle knocking me to the floor, my foot pushed his feet away pulling him down to my level. Then swinging my legs around his neck, I sent the dude flying over my head straight into a tree, leaving him in an unconscious state.

A loud sigh escaped my lips and my hands found the god of thunder's armpits again, they started to drag, indenting trails into the muddy path.

"Is anyone back at the jet yet?" Steve asked through Thor's comms.

"I am Cap, with a knocked out Thor." More gunshots fired as I lugged the fat pig up the metal ramp and lay him onto cold surface, before falling onto the floor next to him. The Jet was empty, blatantly a code green had occurred.

"Anyone else?" A huge explosion crackled through the transmitter.

"What do you want?" I asked pulling a bit of metal out my arm.

"Tony can you fly to the jet?" Steve asked. I heard a loud scream then a noise which resembled trees falling down. Remind me never to catch Banner on a bad day.

"Sorry, thrusters are down." The super soldier cursed at the genius' response.

"Em can you fly a plane?" I stopped
de-splintering my arm trying to think of my flight simulator training I did with Finn.

"Urm well, technically, yes." I replied my stomach becoming overridden by feelings of unease.

"Right well you're gonna have to come get us. This whole place is due to blow in 3 minutes and I'm not sure we'll all be able to clear quick enough. Can you do it?" He questioned, it really wasn't a question though because I couldn't exactly say no could I?

My heart stopped. "Three minutes. Shit shit, okay I'm coming." I ran to the controls, strapping myself into the pilots seat and shutting the plane doors. "Where's the start button for this thing?" My eyes scanned the various switches and buttons. There were so many. Come on Emilia remember your training, think.

"Em..." The concern in Caps voice did not help.the situation.

"I'm joking Cap! Jeheez-I got this we're going." I randomly flicked a switch and felt the thing come alive, grabbing the stick I pulled us up into the air, destroying some trees on the way. Thor stirred slightly behind me.
As the fighting came into view, a rocket fired past the left wing, causing me to lose control for a second.

"What is happening!" The drama queen shouted obviously awake from his little nap.

"Don't worry I have complete control!" The whole plane jolted suddenly, spinning upside down. I heard things clattering through the back. "Thor put a seatbelt on I don't have control."

"I wouldn't have guessed!" He retorted, not sounding too happy.

I yanked the steering up again balancing the jet. A spot appeared near where the team were destroying the Hydra turds so I moved in, lowering the air vehicle towards the ground. "Your taxi awaits Capsicle." My finger turned off stealth mode allowing the agents to pile in easily. "All in?" I called back hearing the ramp close.

"I recommend buckling up." I heard Thor tell them in a very advisery tone.

Once in the air again Clint relieved me of my piloting duties.

"You truly are appalling at flying Miss Emilia." Thor commented looking very pale, I couldn't work it out if it was the concussion of my piloting.

"Yeah, well you were a pretty rubbish co pilot, sleeping on the job." I replied sitting down against the wall.

Steve headed over and sat down next to me. "You good?" He asked, the cute look of concern present on his face.

I nodded going back to removing the metal bits in my arm. "Yeah, what about you?"

"Same, same." I winced trying to pull out a rather big bit of shrapnel.

"Here let me." He pushed my hand away and smoothly dislodged the metal from my flesh. I sighed feeling everything begin to heal.

"Thanks." My eyes fluttered shut and I leant my head against his shoulder.

-

A loud yawn escaped my lips as we all arrived back in Stark Towers. Nat and I had sunk behind everyone one else.

"You need a proper nights sleep." She stated holding the door open for me.

"I don't even know what that is." I replied running a hand through my tangled curls.

"I don't know where the Scepta could be." Banner said seemingly fairly stressed.

"I mean here is a possibility." He got up a map pinpointing a location. "It's in europe and has been throwing off some unusual signals. None that I can match to the Scepta from before, but probably worth checking out."

"Where about is that?" Steve asked.

"France, north, just up from paris." I froze midway through removing my suit. Did he just say France? They all carried on talking but I was already planning, this could be how I find Mum.

"Em, you a bit stuck there?" Clint broke me out of my thoughts. I looked down noticing how one of my arms was half out the uniform as well as one of my legs being tangled in the material. I was wearing my pink Nike shorts today.

"Uh nah I got it." He nodded and turned back to the conversation.

"So when we storming the place then Cap?" The bow and arrow assassin queried.

"Not for a few days at least, we got to get a strategy, recover. Thursday is an option." He added, obviously thinking deeply about what to do.

"Plus I'm having a party tomorrow night." Tony's voice chimed in casually. "I guess you're all invited."

"Really, Stark a party with everything that's been going on?" Steve said not looking so sure on the idea.

"Come on lighten up Rogers, plus we didn't celebrate Fireworks birthday properly. We all need some fun." I smiled, a party sounded like a great idea. Plus it's been I while since I've got drunk.

"I'm in." I agreed, finally freeing myself of the tight suit. I pulled a baggy t-shirt on over my sports bra. "It's been a while since I've had a good Sesh."