Avengers • I Fine. . .HELP ME

The Meeting. . .

My paralyzed body gets thrown on down on a set of chairs. My head falls on a hard surface, probably the table. And I lifelessly lay there.

I began to hear shouting and protesting. Most of the shout consists of, "She's just a kid!" or "She should be in foster care!"

"QUITE!" A new voice interrupts. The yelling died down and my paralyzed self begins to get feeling back in my finger tips. But suddenly I feel a prick in my arm. I wince a bit, but then the feeling in my body hits me like a truck and I flinch. I push off the table and look around.

I'm surrounded by the people who attacked me a day ago and two new faces. I look at the two new faces and see a man with a eye patch and a lady with an impressive bun.

I avert my eyes to the group and see a bunch of males and barely even any females. I raise an eyebrow, "What is this some sexist boy band where two sisters were forced to join or something?" I question.

A man with an expensive suit raises his eyebrow and leans forward onto the table, with his elbows propped up on the table with his hands clasp together. "Half of us were kinda forced to join. Not many of us look to far from a girl. I mean, look at Bucky over there." He points to a man with a emotionless expression. "He has the whole long haired thing going on so." The lifts his middle finger up at the man and I snort. Causing both men to look at me. They soften their expressions and smile a bit.

"He looks nothing like a girl mr 'because he has long hair he's a girl' man." I remark. The man from earlier looks at me and plasters a smile on his face.

"Thank you. Thank you." Bucky looks at the male and leans back. "Sleep with one eye opened Tony. Let me remind you who the highly trained assassin is."

Tony gulped and looked at a blue eyed blondie for help. The blondie shook his head in disappointment and I laughed.

I haven't done this in a long time. I almost forgot how this felt. I wish I could have had a good laugh with my family but I hate my parents. Ones a child beater and the other is a coward.

I began to loses my smile and look down at the table. I frown and blink my tears away. I notice the room becoming quite and everyone looking at me. I blush from embarrassment and sit up. Putting on a emotionless expression.

"So am I here for the chicken nuggets that I stole or are you all into kidnapping young girls?" Another blondie has a 'you just kicked my puppy' expression.

"Why would we enjoy kidnapping young girls, young maiden?" I lifted a eyebrow at his accent and shake my head. Giving a dry laugh in the process.

"You'd be surprise how many people find that amusing and do that as a sport." The room tenses and a few worried glances are shot at me. The man gives me a questionable look.

"How would you know, m'lady?" I pause.

"Cause I was once in their shoes. It happened to me." The room tenses and you could hear a pin drop. Now all I can feel is concern and worry. And it's all aimed at me.

"Would you like to elaborate Zasha?" I stiffen at the mention of my name and turn to who said my name.

"How do you know my name one eyed octo-pussy!" I shout at him. I hear a burst of laughter and look to see Tony and Bucky (almond with a few more people) dying of laughter. The one eyed bitch glares daggers at me. Even the girl next to him covers her mouth.

"She's in! She's in! I don't care if she denies! She's joining!" Tony shouts from his seat. I give him a amused look and shrug off his 'joining' comment.

"You have two opinions." This comment makes the laughter die down. But Tony, Bucky, and dirty blonde male, and Pietro keep giggling.

"Join the Avengers. Or. Life on a secluded island in a jail cell." I stiffen and glare at him. "You have until tomorrow eleven thirty sharp to make your decision." At with that comment he walks away, with robo- bitch behind him. I glance at the lady's hair and see it's perfectly shaped circle.

"That bun though."