All Of Me (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter 3

(Y/n) watched the clouds as the plane flew past them, the fiery glow of the setting sun making them seem like they were made of golden amber. It was her favorite place to be... Up high in the sky without a care in the world, away from all of her problems on the ground. While flying in her flight armor was ten times better, a plane wasn't that bad either.

"Hey, when the hell do we get there?!"

Well, it is when there's no one else with you, she thought bitterly. At the sound of the blonde man's exasperating voice, (y/n)'s attention tore itself away from the window. Her (e/c) eyes glared at him, her fingers twitching as she thought about the idea of killing him right where he stood. She could do it easily, especially when he was distracted with yelling at the pilot.

"We get there when we get there," she told him, the tone of her voice telling him to shut up.

It was obvious he was angry. He had been after being on the plane for no more than thirty minutes.

Sadly, that was five hours ago.

(Y/n) didn't know how much more of this meaningless squabbling she could take. Hell, how much more than the pilot could take.

The (h/c) haired girl looked towards the pilot. His hands gripped the wheel, his eyes twitching as the blonde man behind him continued to complain. Oh yeah, he's ready to kill, she thought. If anyone would know the look of desperate murder, it would be a teen.

The blonde man gritted his teeth as he sat back down on the cold metal floor, his hands twitch in with the need to break something. He just needed to let loose. I can't believe that I was sent halfway across the fucking world to pick up a child. If she's so powerful, why can't she just come back herself, he thought.

HYDRA had certainly fallen far if he was reduced to being a pickup guy. But since the fall of SHIELD as well as HYDRA, the main heads of the terrorist group had left no loose ends. First, they lose the Winter Soldier when he reunited with Captain America. Then, they lost both of the Maximoff twins when Ultron happened. And now, (y/n) was one of their last powerhouses. And if there was one thing HYDRA hated, it was losing.

(Y/n) sighed as she leaned her head against the wall, closing her eyes.

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Time passed slowly as the flight continued, slowly inching along like a snail on a highway. (Y/n) passed the time by sharpening her various swords and knives, and cleaning her firearms. The blonde man watched in horror as she did this for longer than she probably should have been able to. Blade after blade, gun after gun. It was as if there was no end.

Once she was done with her artillery check, she went back to looking out her window. She watched as the bright sun sunk under the ocean they were flying over, and the moon rose over the flat desert surface in an inky black sky.

When the pilot finally told them to buckle into the seats, the two HYDRA agents did so eagerly, ready to get off the rust bucket prison they were in.

They felt their stomachs drop as the plane lowered onto the ground before the plane bumped a few times against the ground, signaling that the plane had landed on the ground.

The (h/c) haired girl unbuckled herself from the seat, widening her stance to make sure she didn't fall as she felt the plane being lowered down. Unlike most HYDRA bases that were physical buildings in remote locations, the one she called home was underground in the middle of a desert wasteland somewhere in Mexico.

(Y/n) grabbed the small backpack that she had been given before she started her mission. It didn't hold much, only her crappy rations and the file that contained all of the mission information, as well as her targets. So, swinging it around her shoulders, she walked to the back of the plane, waiting for the floor to lower down.