Red Room Girls (Captain America x Reader)

#6. Red Room Girls. Not Helping.

//Hopefully I did not eff something up here, tell me what you think! (Please? Maybe) //

You walked further inside the ship until you found the others, Hawkeye was trying to make Natasha speak while she kept her eyes fixed on something that was not there in front of her.

Y/N's body felt weak, her mind tired after being stretched to max capacity in order to show her the vivid images from who knew how long ago. Everything around her moved and it was difficult to focus on what she was looking at. The Avengers were silent, even your friend Mari was sitting there with her eyes scanning the floor.

Placing your hand on the wall for support, you turned to find Tony, he was not there, you noticed that he was gone and remembered that bit of the movie.

"We have to help Stak!" You said in a raspy voice.

"He's on his own on this one." Hawkeye commented.

You grunted and bowed your head, taking in a deep breath before blinking and forcing yourself to pull your shit together.

"Mari." You said. "I need a lift."

Mari was not listening, you looked up and dragged your feet to her.

"Fine, be like that." You muttered and ignored the others when they gave you curious fuelled looks.

Her belt was filled with different sort of small metallic containers, you remembered seeing her work on machines, not her her, but her; so you knew that she had a thing to help you fly out of there in time to be of some use for Tony.

Kneeling next to her, you cupped her face in your hands and gave her a little smile in an attempt at comforting her. You then turned to the belt around her waist and started touching the metallic containers, they had little letters on them and various shapes but all of them were small and in some way round; except of course for the ones meant for cutting.

You turned to her face when you found the one you thought was correct. It was a set of two small metal handles. Mari's dark brown eyes looked down at you, clouded by the aftermath of Wanda's act.

"I'll be seeing you... later." You grabbed the handles and straightened up.

Finding an exit you squeezed each handle in each hand, extending your arms in front of your body, and turned to the wide nothing beneath you. With a sigh, you pushed a small button with your left thumb and small pieces of metal burst out of the little handles, you watched in awe as a small structure developed and you had yourself a little kite to fly in.

You stepped forward and your foot did not fall, instead you were lifted up into the air and you started flying, calling out for Tony to know where to find him.

You did not know that you were going to find yourself landing in front of the green guy...Hulk was acting odd, it looked as if he was fighting someone when there was nothing but scared civilians running around to get under cover. The policemen were trying to contain him, but of course, all of their attempts only encouraged the rage of the Hulk.

"Hey, Mr. Stark?" You said, unsure of how to proceed.

Your little kite was back to its original form in the shape of handles and you put it on your belt for future emergencies.

"Stay put, keep the people away from him." He instructed you through the earpiece.

"Yes, sir."

You sprinted to the nearest car and helped get the people of the vehicle while you tried to keep an eye on Hulk, he was coming your way and that meant that these people – a woman and her two little girls – were in danger. You ran with them inside a building and watched as the police arrived in a large reinforced vehicle. A big piece of metal fell on the ground right in front of Hulk, there in the middle of the street; you looked up and saw more of those metal pieces aiming down as well. He was surrounded and after a moment he was contained inside a strong metal capsule.