Hazel Levesque Meets the Avengers

CHAPTER 3

Steve

Fury was going mad. He wanted us to get a 14-year-old girl for questioning. A 14 year old!

But no one knew anything about her, so she could be a spy or something like that.

Anyway, the lot of us had a game of Rock, Paper Scissors to see who was going to go inside the girl's apartment. Naturally, I lost.

I knocked on the door. I heard a voice shout "Frank? Is that you?".

Who was Frank? I knocked again. "Frank, come in if you want. the door is unlocked." What sort of spy leaves their apartment door open? My suspicions and doubts were rising, but I opened the door.

The apartment was cosy. There were multiple doorways, all closed. One had a sign that read 'Hazel' in cursive gold font. Another had the name 'Frank' in red. It looked like it had been handwritten. Was Frank a room mate or something? Hazel was probably the name of the girl we were after. 

I stood outside Hazel's door, wondering if i should open the door and bring her in or wait for her, when the door opened. Hazel stood on the other side of the doorway. 

She was wearing a golden dress and was holding her side-bag carefully in her hand, as if it was a weapon of mass destruction. Her eyes were golden and filled to the brim with shock. I knew her expression. it was the same one I wore when I woke up in the 21st century.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" She asked. Her tone was so hard that I was taken aback.

"I need you to come with me." I replied, as carefully as I could.

"Why should I?" 

"Because if you don't, you might get hurt."

She smirked at me, like 'try me then'. She then said "No."

"I'm really, really sorry about this." I said, and I swung my shield towards her. What happened next shook me to my core.

As soon as it had left my grip, Hazel closed her eyes and looked like she was concentrating. The shield then stopped in midair and swung back toward me. I just about managed to get out of the way and catch it. 

"How-how did you do that?" i stammered. My heart pounded. Was she like Wanda, who could control things with her mind? Is that why no one knew anything about her?

She smirked again. "Magic." She then swung her bag off her shoulder and it transformed into a sword. Her golden dress melted into Roman armor, like what a legionnaire would wear. A golden helmet appeared on her head and her high heels morphed into a pair of black boots. Gold glittered on the toes. She shook her left wrist, and a silver shield appeared. It had an obsidian skull on it with vines trailing out of it. "Now, please leave my house. Or I'll have to use force. And I don't think you'd want that." She ordered.

I smiled. A fourteen year old girl was ordering me around like a captain. Did she even now who I was? I replied with a simple "No.", trying to imitate her accent. 

Let's just say that it was the biggest mistake I ever made. 

She turned her shield towards me, and I made a mistake by looking at it. My eyes burned. I couldn't see anything, but only feel white-hot pain where my eyes should've been. I then felt something hard hit the side of my face. The pain in my eyes subsided, and I was able to see again. Hazel had reached her dresser and pressed a ruby on it. She tapped the mirror for a bit and then poof. She disappeared.

But how? I tried to press the ruby again, but nothing appeared on the mirror. I tapped it where Hazel had. But I didn't go poof and disappear. How had she done that? I stumbled back outside the apartment.

"Did you get her?" Natasha called out. I shook my head, embarrassed. How had a fourteen year old girl disappear just by tapping a mirror? Maybe Fury was right. Maybe she was a spy. Maybe she had something done to her so that she could see what others couldn't.

Clint walked in front of me. "So, you didn't get her?". I shook my head. "Damn dude. Fury's gonna kill you." 

"I know." I replied sullenly.

I then saw a flash of gold in the distance. I looked closer. A golden helmet. "I didn't catch her," I announced. "But I know where she is."