As the quinjet approaches the Avengers Helipad, all I can think about is why the frick is my body so goddam itchy!
"Please strap in, we are landing in 5," the intercom rattles.
As we get closer to the tower, I realize that my soulmarks were the itchy things, and they were starting to burn, so my soulmates were close. Do they work at the tower? Could they be? No. The Avengers?
Well, we're about to find out!
*Timeskip brought to you by Bellarke*
I step off the Quinjet on to the helipad and sigh, time to meet my mates.
When I get on the elevator to the main quarters as instructed, a voice welcomes me to the building.
"What the fuck! Who are you?"
"I am J.A.R.V.I.S., Mr. Stark's personal assistant."
"And you're what? A.I.?"
"Indeed, miss."
"Well shit. And call me Nova, please."
"I will inform Mr. Stark of your arrival, Nova."
"Please do."
The elevator dings open, and as I walk in to a huge living room, my marks flare up in pain, and I stumble, but I am caught by... Captain America?
His blue eyes draw me in, and in that moment, I know that I am indeed in very deep shit, for I just found my first mate.
