The Captain's Renegade (Steve Rogers x Reader)

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Great, just great. You couldn't move. You couldn't see anything. You could only feel pain. Slowly, though, your vision started to clear up. You tried to sit up, but a wave of nausea pushed you down.

"Don't sit up. It'll only make it worse."

Your vision cleared. You were tied to a hospital bed. Oh no. You started panicking. You hate being restrained. Bad memories always resurfaced. You pulled on the restraints, not caring if you hurt yourself in the process.

A familiar face loomed over you. You growled. "Natasha Romanov. Always a pleasure meeting you, I'm sure," You snarled. If you weren't restrained, you could've strangled her. "Mind telling me where I am before I set this entire room on fire?"

She smirked. "You're in the West Hospital Wing. When they sedated you, you flamed up. Literally." She chuckled. "Couldn't move you for 5 hours. You got a scar over your left eye, another under your right."

She must have seen the look on your face. "Hey, why are you making that face? I'm not that scary, am I?" She asked cautiously. You winced. 

"The restraints. I hate being restrained." I mumbled.

Natasha immediately took off the restraints. You raised your hand and reached for a glass of water. You drank it in one swig, Natasha looking at you with curiosity. "Well, aren't you thirsty." She smiled.

"I get dehydrated easily," you explained. Suddenly, the alarm went off. You wailed and covered your ears. You hadn't realized how sensitive your ears were. Immediately the rest of the Avengers came in. Stark rushed to you and put your arms behind you. You couldn't fight back. You were too weak.

The alarm turned off. You breathed heavily. "Natasha, what were you thinking?! She could've killed you!" Clint yelled. You laughed.

"Really? Do you seriously not know anything? Do you even think to look at files, or are you just used to everything being digital? Do you even bother to wonder who gives you info on secret HYDRA bases?"

You could feel the smoke coming off your hair. "So, if your plans are to kill me, then, by all means, do so. I can tell you now that it won't work," You murmured. "I've already tried." The room got silent.

The least likely person spoke up. "Our plans aren't to kill you. It's the opposite." Steve said. You looked at him with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "Hmmm. Truth be told," You continued. "I could've just told you in the beginning. But I absolutely suck ass at introductions."

Vines crept up the walls, and pretty soon, a howl pierced the air. You grinned.

Timberwolves rushed through the doors. If they hadn't, you wouldn't have escaped. "Rhea! Here girl!" You shouted as you kicked Tony in the stomach. Sierra was keeping the door open. You all raced out into the hallway, like escapees from prison.