Okay, you can do this. You can do this. It's just a fifty foot drop, it's fine. You'll be okay. My fake white hair was in my face, I was wearing my normal recon clothes, a black jumpsuit with navy blue accents and my black domino mask, but even after the dozens of missions I've been on, none have failed this miserably. I heard footsteps coming my way. That's when I saw about twenty-five different armed baddies coming my way. Tony is gonna kill me when he finds out about this! But really, he's the only one that makes me think twice before going on a 'Avengers' mission.
Like that time Thor wanted to take me to New Asgard for proper battle training with Valkyrie, Tony seriously didn't want me to go since I would miss 'school', (which is eight online courses and this was my last summer, so...) I went anyways, but that's not the point.
Look at me now, rambling on. Get it together, seriously Blaire, you'll get yourself killed. God why did I think that in Tony's voice, I'm disappointed with myself.
Anyways, there's like twenty five baddies coming at me, all with guns.
I reach down to pull out my own but someone (Tony) took it away from me. So I pull out the other weapon I can yield, my sword. I designed this thing myself, a small little cylinder ( about 6 inches long and a diameter of about half an inch) with a button.
I pressed it and a Vibranium blade started to form. I quickly started to deflect bullets with it, a few dents, but I'll buff them out later. Using my telekinetic abilities, I easily pulled the guns out of their hands and threw them behind me. One of the men lunged at me, I easily dodged him.
Suddenly, loud sirens started wailing, and with a sudden flash of red, a portal opened. It looked like a cross between the Bifrost and one of Loki's time/interdimensional portals.
Everyone, including me, stopped to see what was happening. That's when Five- No. Six. Yeah, six people emerged from the light. Six of them dropped rapidly, the seventh, however, stood there, flabbergasted. He was average height, with red hair, funnier yet, he had a bow and arrow, and his stance looked a lot like Barton's .
"Why are you just standing there? Help me!" The red head yelled.
"R-Right. Right. Sorry."
I stuttered, trying to comprehend what was going on. Suddenly an arrow flew in my direction, yet again, I easily dodged it, and it hit a guy behind me.
"Listen, if you're not going to help me civilian then get out of my way!" I exclaimed.
If there's one thing I hate to do is being told what to do. Tony ever so fittingly dubbed me as his 'Rogue' because of this. Annoyed with this whole situation, I sent out a mental blast to all the baddies. They immediately fell to their knees, which made me smile a bit. I have that ability, it always gives me a head rush. I look over to the Wanna Be Hawkeye.
"Who's the civilian?" He said with a smirk
I was less than impressed at this point. He looked at me, confused.
"Red Arrow, Justice league. You're not in our database." He said, almost robotically,
"Echo, member of the Avengers initiative." I proudly said, it wasn't everyday a 16 year old was asked to be a part of this team, Peter was the last teen to be asked by Tony, and that was about three years ago.
"Avengers initiative, never heard of it."
I could tell he was beginning to get suspicious, but who hasn't heard of the Avengers?
"I want to say the same for you're Justice league, accept that I know it was a comic book story arch, featuring Batman, Superman and the Flash, three fictional characters. So what's your game?" I said matter of factly, I didn't know who this man was, but I should take him seriously, he has talent.
"What do-" Red Arrow was cut off, by the portal opening again, he tried to get out of the way but he was too late. This time a tall, muscular man with what looked like he had a hockey mask on, emerged from the glow, and knocked Red Arrow unconscious. Laughing, the man said, "Hello girlie, care to play
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Echo {ON HOLD} (YJ/Avengers Fanfic.)
FanfictionBlaire Stark (Tony Starks neice) lives with her uncle and the Avengers after a tragic accident when she was 10. Although Blaire isn't normal whatsoever, she has a normal-ish live. Training with Natasha and Wanda, hanging out with Steve, catching up...