Abandoned

Missing You

You woke up to the shrill and obnoxious sound of the alarm that Steve got you as a so-called "present" for your birthday. If that was a present you'd hate to find out what he gave those he hated, although you chuckled at the thought. A vibranium shield to the face is what they got. You threw the covers off of you and got dressed in your work out gear. Shorts and a sports bra and then headed to the communal kitchen for some fruit and coffee with your friends. This was a stark contrast to when you first came to the compound. You were an experiment that was kept captive and were like a feral being but they took you in. Wanda was the first to befriend you and then Bucky. After Bucky left a year ago your life was uneventful and routine is what you found comfort in. 

This was what your last year consisted of. Breakfast, work out, train with Wanda, watch a movie with someone or the gang, then start the day over again. Missions were the only variation to the daily routine since metal gear solid fled the compound before dawn one day. At the thought of He-who-shall-not-be-named you roughly got dressed and left your room, trying to not think of him and knowing that today was exactly one year since he left. You were normally able to go days without thinking of him and focus on your friends and training. Steve had said that although he was on radio silence his Stark tracker for vitals picked up he was ok which gave you both some peace for his well being you may hate what he did to you but you didn't any harm to come to him. You trudged into the kitchen and threw your body on the marble countertop dramatically. 

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Sam chirped from his perch aka barstool. "Shut it Birdie. If Steve knew how to give a proper present and not an alarm that sounds like police siren from hades I'd be golden." Nat smirked as she walked in. "By proper present do you mean orgasm,  Y/N?" She laughed as you grumbled. "I will not talk about my lack of sex life right now or never." Sam sighed in relief and mumbled a thank God for that under his breath. You flicked him off and headed to the gym for your sparring session with Steve. Nat nudged you with her hip and you got up and grabbed a coffee and the other half of Steve's bagel that he left out for you. You heated it up in the palm of your hand as you walked out with Nat and Sam. 

Your powers were unique and unlike Wanda's in some ways but alike in many which are probably why you two were so close. Other than Bucky she was the only other person that you were comfortable with the first six months you were here. Now a year and a half later, while you still had nightmares, you were a stronger person and an Avenger. No thanks to Buc---. Nevermind. You were a strong and reliable member of the team and could say that where you lacked in the love department you made up for in friends. Steve and Wanda were your anchors in this hell ridden world. Whenever a mission was more that one of you could handle, one of you would remain and comfort the other and watch movies or in Steve's case sleep in the couch in your room if the nightmare was too much. He never slept in your bed because you never asked him to. Bucky was the only man who ever comforted you like that, while you wanted to call for Steve you were afraid of rejection and never did. On top of being best friends, Wanda and Steve helped with controlling your powers. 

You were able to control your powers in such a way in made you a super soldier, you could enhance punches and jumps and flips. You could put your power behind a punch and your hand would glow an iridescent blue that was subtle but still a gave away that you were a mutant of sorts. Like Wanda, you could telepathically do force fields and bursts of energy yet unlike her you could not do any mind control. You had focused and trained so intensely though that your endurance exceeded Wanda's and you had come very far, impressing everyone. Bucky and Steve took to calling you Blue when they realized your power and the color it claimed. 

"Finally, Blue, you're making an old man outta me," Cap yelled from the sparring ring. You waved him off and he smirked as you threw your towel and bottle down and walked over to the mat. "Ya ready? I've been working on a new trick?" You smirked at Steve as he furrowed his brow. "Should I be scared?" You assumed a striking position and started stalking him as he countered you. You had been working on your speed which was something that Cap didn't know. It was hard at first and depleted your energy but like exercising anything, you gain strength and endurance. So after several weeks, you decided to show him your new trick knowing it was battle ready. Out of nowhere, you took him off guard and in no more than 5 seconds you leapt up on his shoulders and dropped your body weight towards the mat and swung around, successfully dropping him and landing on your feet. He was out of breath from the wind being knocked out of him and started coughing. You laughed as he looked at you impressed and you helped him up. "Holy Shit Y/N, that is one helluva tric----Bucky?"