It's just a fanfiction

Chapter 2

I could no longer feel the agony that coursed through my very being. It was replaced by a dull ache. I could feel familiar material under my hands that brought me some comfort to my dark engulfed world. The sound of electricity left my ringing ears replaced by the sound of city bustle. The smell was nothing like the open air of the Aussie country. I slowly peeled my eyes open to notice I was inside my car, baby blue. When did I get into my car? The last thing I remember is being ripped apart being sucked into old Miss Millers box of a TV. My mind felt slightly dizzy and disoriented.

I looked down at myself to see I was still wearing black jeans with my work boots tucked into them. I had my favourite Supernatural that read. 'All I care about is the Supernatural and like maybe 3 people and food.' No true statement could be printed onto a T-shirt about me. Old man Greg really knew his way around online shopping. I saw my new star necklace still hanging around my neck while my worn denim jacket was still covering my tanned arms. My shoulder lengthened brown hair was unruled and went in every direction it could. Glad to see something hasn't changed. My whiskey coloured eyes scanned my unfamiliar surroundings.

Well, I definitely wasn't in the Aussie backwater town of Babinda where I grew up. I was in some city but it wasn't Cairns and I haven't traveled far enough to know if this is what the State's capital Brisbane looks like.

My eyes lingered on the backseat of my car seeing a familiar navy blue duffel bag. I let out a sigh of relief. Within the bag contained two shirts, tooth brush, toothpaste, brush, a set of jeans, a pair of boxes, two bras, two pairs of socks, panties, some of my art supplies, my purse and two Smith and Wesson M&P with two cases of ammo.

I got out of the car after much mental debate with myself. I looked to a newspaper stand to see where on God's green Earth I was. 'The Seattle Times.' Seattle? I was in America. How in the fuck did I get here? I don't even have a passport.

Okay don't panic. Panic leads to hysteria. No one is here to calm you down if you go into a full blown panic attack in the middle of a random city street. I went back to baby blue and pulled out my purse. I had two credit cards and about two hundred Australian dollars, this should be enough to get back two Australia... hopefully. How do I even get home without a passport without being detained?

Now I have to find a place to exchange currency. I scanned the buildings along the street and found one about two buildings away from where my car was. That was oddly convenient. I should have about 15200 Aussie dollars but the America currency has always been stronger than the Australian one.

As I waited in line. I saw they had the news playing. I was curious and began very invested in it.

"Now in breaking news it has been a week since the disaster of the hela carriers in Potomac leaving many injured... There is a nationwide manhunt for those responsible...Anyone with information regarding the Winter Soldier is to contact the police as fast as possible..." I started to tune the perky news lady out

Winter Soldier? Bucky? Was this a joke? I mean I did put in the Winter Soldier movie before I was sucked in. Was I really in the MCU, I mean that's some fanfiction bullshit. There was no way. It contradicts everything my University professors have ever taught me and my understanding of science which I admit is very limited. I am not some Tony Stark, I am not a genius when it comes to these things. I need more information. If I am in the MCU then it should be 2014. Last time I checked it was May 10th 2020. If I am in 2014, I will believe I am in the MCU verse because time travel feels a bit of a leap of faith. I would rather just dive string into the world of the crazy.

I was now at the head of the cue.

"Name." The old man grumbled

"Angelica Miller." I lied with ease hoping I didn't have a doppelganger in this universe.