Ok, so I decided that since my Avengers spoof series has been getting a LOT of positive reviews (Thanks guys!) I would try and write another fanfiction, about the one time when Drew gets angry. You might have seen the fanfic where she meets the Avengers and tells them about her rage, blah blah, so it's time you guys actually read about what happens.
Kittehkatkakes xxx
P.S. The avengers spoofs will be a continued series, I'm just suffering from writer's block and a horrible cold at the moment.
Drew rode on her motorcycle. Alone, at last, with some free time on her hands. She had had to get away from the tower; it was too busy and noisy, with Thor always yelling about pop tarts and Tony always trying to get her to be his lab rat. She didn't even have Wolf with her, but that was OK. She needed her time alone to think. The Warrior felt free. The wind was whipping her hair, brushing against her wings, and she managed to just let go of all her worries, living in the moment. It was a good moment. I mean, it was raining, but she didn't care - to be honest, the Avenger didn't even know where she was going. She just roared along the streets of Manhattan, doing her own thing, enjoying herself, enjoying being able to hear herself think for once. Then she sighed as Tony's voice came over the comms.
"HEYO! I can seeee you on my maaaap!" She laughed softly, and replied in that Irish accent of hers.
"Stalker."
"Indeed I am. Turn around, we have a case." She did a 180 degree turn.
"When's the –"She was cut off by an explosion that sent her flying off her bike. She landed sideways on the road, dimly aware of the fact that it was wet, and cold, and there was blood running down the side of her face. She could hear people yelling, screaming, and Tony shouting something over the comms. Someone was picking her up, but she was too weak to resist or even say something. They weren't being gentle.
"Drew? What happened? Where are you?" Tony yelled. She could only groan in response before she passed out.
