{Temporarily Discontinued} Let's Not

Chapter 2

It has been 5 days since school let us out. I'm glad that I didn't have many friends. I can't stand too many people around me. On the third day Tony went back home. "Don't be upset Sammers, we shall see each other sooner than you think!" With that he was in the car. I waved by and watched them go. I stood there making sure he wasn't going to come back. He never came back. I went back in and saw Sheeba asleep with the kits. That's a new sight. I picked them up and carried them to my room. They didn't protest which made me happy. I set them on a pillow I kept on top of the hidden door. I wouldn't let my mom in my room anymore. She asked me why and I just told her I needed some alone time to unwined from school. She agreed to that and left me alone. I loved her. She never argued with me much. Father on the other hand.... I had to chase my little siblings off at some points which was too easy. I looked at my desk and saw my laptop. I opened it up and turned it on. While it started up I picked up a book and started to read it. It was a child's book but it was something to do while I waited. When I finished the small book my laptop had just switched to the log on screen. I typed my password in. Right as soon as it logged me in I had a chat message pop up. It was from Tony. "Hey, just telling you that I'm coming down for a few days!" "Hey! Why aren't you responding?!" "You know what screw this. You might be busy. I will just surprise you." All of them were an hour apart. "Oh Tony.... What would the world be like with out you." I started to laugh. I replied back telling him my laptop was taken away from me for a while. He responded back immediately with his famous seriously message.

After an hour long chat with Tony I told him I was tired and needed to go to sleep. He didn't respond back and I figured he fell asleep. I turned my laptop off and lied down on my bed. I looked outside to the tree that was partially blocking the moon. I yawned, stretched, and fell asleep. The next morning I'm woken up with Sheeba panting in my face. "Sheeba, what are you doing in here?" I asked sleepily. My mom was at the doorway waiting for me to wake up. "We have guests." She sounded heartbroken. "Mom? Are you ok?" She nodded and walked out. Sheeba followed her closely. I looked at the time and noticed it was 6 am. I moaned and got out of bed. I stretched my stiffened arms and looked out the window. There was a black vehicle and a motorcycle outside. Strange. Was all I could think about at the moment. I walked out. I was wearing a blue shirt that was too large for me and grey jogging pants. I went to the kitchen first and had some milk. I grabbed a cinnamon roll and walked into the living room. I almost dropped it when I saw who was in there.

I looked from my mom to the two strange men. "Mom, who are these people?" She was crying. "I'm not your mother." I was shocked and took a few steps back. "Y... Yes you are!" She kept shaking her head. The man with dark skin and an eye patch looked at me. "She is right. Your birth mother was killed 12 years ago. You're mother here was a former agent who agreed to take care of you." I was frozen. The other man started to talk. "Look, you need to come with us. We will explain everything." He was looking at the other man a little frustrated. "We were supposed to come tomorrow b..." He was cut off by the other man. "Look Steve, just because of what happened to you doesn't mean you can call all the shots." He looked away and sighed. "I guess your right." Everyone was silent for the longest time. Suddenly the colored man broke the silence. "We need to go now." Steve nodded and looked around. "Think we can get his things out by noon?" the dark skinned man nodded. "I believe we can." Right after that Steve stared to carry things out that were mine. I hurried to my room and moved the bed. I opened the hidden door and pulled out the case. I can't let them forget this if they really are taking me away. I carried it out all by myself. They both looked a little shocked at this. I just kept walking like I never saw their facial expressions.

They gave me a choice. Take the car or take the motorcycle. I thought for a moment. "Wait! We are forgetting something!" I ran in and put Natasha and Sira in their cage with the bed in there. I quickly shoved everything I needed for them in a bag and hurried off out the door. "I want to take the bike but they need to go in the car." I said holding out the cage and supplies. They nodded an ok and the dark skinned man carefully set them and the supplies in. I sighed and went to the bike where Steve was. "Here." He said handing me the only helmet there. "I don't need it." Was all he said before I got on and put the helmet on. After that I zoned out. When I came back I saw we were at an airport. There was a black private plane waiting for them. They were loading my things on. I quickly grabbed Natasha and Sira's cage. They led me on the plane and told me where the basics were like the sitting area and the bathroom. I nodded and walked off. When I got to the sitting area I let Natasha and Sira out. The dark skinned man had Steve bring in the bag for Natasha and Sira. They meowed happily as I set everything up how they liked it. I gave both of them a quick pet as they ate and drank. I stood up and looked at Steve. "Where are we going?" He looked at me. "To your true home."

It took us 14 hours and about 14 minutes to get to Manhattan New York from Georgia. I fell into a light sleep. While I slept I heard some of their conversation. "He will have to know sooner or later." "I know Fury. Just give me more time to tell him." The next thing I heard was a sigh and a door shutting. I stayed asleep and in a few minutes I was in a deep sleep. In the dream I opened my eyes to reveal a battle. I didn't know who I was supposed to be fighting. It looked like I was around 5 years old. I looked around and saw a man with black hair and black and green clothing as well as golden armor. I saw my mom lying on the ground away from him. He was panting and looking at her. I was staring at the man scared. Next thing I saw was the man's face dart toward's mine. He smiled for a split second and than it faded. He started to walk towards me. I woke up gasping and sweating. Steve was staring at me curiously. "Are you alright?" He asked me worried. I nodded. "Just... Just a bad dream." He nodded and looked at me. "Care to tell me?" He asked kindly. "I can't remember it now." I said as I lied back down. I got my music and headphones out and put them in to avoid anymore conversation. I played my playlist for Linkin Park.

We finally got there. I looked out the window and saw Manhattan. I noticed we were heading for a very large building. It was the Stark tower. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I looked at the room I was in and saw the two kits asleep at my side. I looked around even more and saw Steve and Fury standing around talking. I pulled out an earpiece and was about to say something when we landed. I put it back in and grabbed the kits. I put them in their cage and walked off the plane. I watched as men scurried on and off the plane carrying my things. I watched them struggle with my weapon case. I sighed, set the kits down behind the door, and carried it in with ease. I set it on the floor and tried looking for a hidden spot for my weapons. I found one in the wall. I set it in there and sighed. Next thing I heard was Natasha and Sira mewling from a distance coming closer and closer. I quickly closed the door and covered it up with the dresser. Right after I got the door completely covered my door opened.

Fury was standing in my doorway. He was holding Natasha and Sira's cage in one hand and a backpack in the other. "We're going on a trip." I just stared at him cautiously. "You will only need this bag." I walked over and grabbed the bag. "What about my case?" "What's inside it?" I looked at him confidently. "My weapons." He thought for a moment. "For training that's fine." I nodded and went over to get them. I pushed the dresser away with ease and pulled it out of its hidding place like it were a piece of paper. As we walked out I noticed a man with brown hair and a scruffy mustache and goatee was watching me curiously. "Hey! Let me try and carry that!" He said cockily. I set it down and waited for him to come over. He wrapped his hand around it and tried to pull it up. I never got off the ground. I laughed slightly as he continued trying. I pulled it away from him when I felt a hand touch my shoulder telling me it's time to go. I slung it over my shoulder and started walking. "Tony, just try and behave for once." "Yeah.... Not happening." Tony said rolling his eyes and walked over to the bar. I shook my head and laughed slightly and walked out to where we were to meet up. "Tony! Meet us at the helicarrier in an hour!" Tony just waved his answer and started drinking. I looked from Tony to the plane. I sighed and walked on.