Shelter(Avengers Fan/Fic){Completed}

9|I'm Not That Special

((Samantha's POV))
  My leg still hurts when I woke up. It was no surprise to me when I woke up to find myself in the medical room. A few needles were stuck into my body that a shiver went down my spine.

  Sitting up some pain flared up from my right arm. That's right Deadshot cut right there. As well as my leg and side, those hurt as well. Lifting up my shirt my stomach couldn't even be seen as tan coban tape was wrapped all around it.

  Taking out the needles with my left arm I was careful to climb out of the bed and stumble to my feet just for a tad bit before I regained my footing.

  Rolling my shoulders a few cracks could be heard before I slowly walked out of the medical room and turned a left towards the main room, hopefully someone will be there.

  Sadly no one was in the main room but a katana of Deadshot was laying on the table along with other weapons but I favored the katana over a gun any day.

  Glancing around to make sure no one was around I took hold of the katana. My light blue and brown eyes once more felt different, kinda glowing different. The katana felt right in my hand and so I twirled it around before going all ninja and doing awesome moves.

  "That's awesome!" The sudden voice startled me enough to drop the katana which just barely missed my foot.

  "Tony!" Turning around Bucky and Bruce were both glaring at the billionaire.

  "What?!"

  "You made me drop the katana which almost sliced into my foot!" I yelled at him while picking up the midnight black katana.

  "In my defense you were doing cool tricks with that katana," he said walking over to me. "How do you know how to handle a katana?" At that I froze for half a millisecond but my mind was able to come up with a game story.

  "While in Tokyo I took some lessons about weapons for self defense. There were loads of weapons but I went old school and choice the katana."

  "Maybe you can tech me?" He said raising his eyebrows up and down while giving me his signature smirk.

"How about no," he formed but soon turned into a smile once more. "Where's Batsy and everyone else?"

"Patchy the Pirate took Capsicle, Nat, Legolas, and Bat Dork all to the Helicarrier to interrogate Deadshot." I nodded my head as I placed the katana back on the table.

"What are you guys doing here? Not that I don't love y'all," Tony rose a cocky eyebrow at me. "Well everyone but you," and now he's frowning. "But why you here? Shouldn't you be up in the Helicarrier helping?"

"We're here to protect you," Bucky answered and I started laughing my ass off. "What's so funny?"

"You guys seriously think I need protection?" The three men just slowly nodded their heads making me laugh even more. "You're kidding my right now? I was able to beat Steven in training and I was able to fight off Deadshot still coming out alive."

"We did some research on him while you were sleeping," said Bruce. "From the files Deadshot is a hired assassin. Sam someone hired him to kill you and seeing as he didn't do so they'll hire someone else to do so."

"Then I'll be ready," but Bucky shook his head as well as he science bros.

"On his file it was also said that Deadshot never misses his target and by him failing to kill you whoever sent him will just hire someone else." Said Buck.