So, I'm a newbie at this, but I can't stop read Avenger fan fiction! Some of you guys are amazing at writing and i love to read you're stories, and honestly can't wait until you update! So I thought what the hell? Why not give it a go? So here I am! I don't mind pointers on making this story better but try not to be too harsh!:) I would love to hear feedback on anything! I plan on updating this once a week, but can't make any promises.
Anyways, this story is a start of a something big! A least I hope for it to be. I plan on splitting it up into different time lines, such as, the first Iron man, Avengers, and then my own plot. So this story has no love interest sorry to say. It's more of a character dealing with her own shit and growing, but the other ones I promise will have something going on romantically. This sorry is M, just because I tend to cuss a lot and don't want to risk anything!
Anyhooo, I'll let you go head and enjoy, hopefully!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, only my oc!
I glared into his brown eyes, as he glanced right back into my green ones. There was no denying the man wasn't adorable, with his determent face on. His blonde hair was buzzed short as he ran a hand over it.
"It's your call."
"I'm all in."
He glanced at his hand and glanced back at me. Sighing, he threw his cards on the table, crossing his arms over his built chest. His arms flexing from the movement.
"I'm out." He said and I frowned. I placed my cards down showing a full house. He threw he's hands in the air as he looked at them and placed them on the table, cussing to himself.
"Oh come on, Jake. You're not even trying anymore." I said as I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. I pouted, jokingly, but he wasn't even paying attention. Raising an eyebrow at him, I uncrossed my arms and reached for his hand.
"Hey, you okay?" I asked, squeezing his hand. He glanced at me and stuck his bottom lip out.
"I'm tired of losing to you, in this stupid game!" he yelled as he threw he's hand above his head, dramatically. I rolled my eyes at him and pulled my hand away from him.
"Oh poor baby! Not my fault you're horrible at poker." I smirked at him. He glared and was about to argue when a soldier walking into the room. We glanced over to the younger boy, as he walked toward us.
"Sergeant Warren and Sergeant Stark?" He asked shyly. Jack glanced at me as I shrugged my shoulders.
"Yeah, what is it to ya?" Jack asked coldly. The kid tensed.
"Well. Uh. Chief Norman wants to see both of you." He said softly that I almost didn't hear him. I sat up more, placing my hands on my lap, trying to flatten my fatigues.
"Right now?" I asked him. He nodded his head very quickly giving me a headache just watching him. I nodded once to him and stood up.
"Right. He's in his office?" the kid nodded again. Jack stood up and stuffed he's hand in his pockets. He started to walk past the kid, glancing at the kid beside him and then back over to me.
"Well, you coming Stark?" I glanced back at the table of playing cards and sighed, nodding my head too him. 'A few more days and I'll be home.' I thought to myself and followed him out the room. It was quit late in the evening to be called by the Chief, and all I could think about was maybe they found him. 'But why would they have called Jake too?' my mind asked me back. Soon enough we found our self at Chief Norman's door. Jack looked at me, raising an eyebrow and giving me he's classic smirk. Rolling my eyes at him, I knocked on the door. Once we heard a 'Come in' I easily opened the door, letting both of us in. We stood at attention as Chief stood up.
"Sir." We both said strongly.
"At ease Sergeants." We let our stands go, and then that's when I noticed another man in the room. He was around average height, with brown hair and dark green eyes. He stood with great posture and had a serious look on he's face. He looked over us with almost disappointment and I couldn't help but to frown a little.
"Warren, Stark, I would like you to meet Agent Coulson. He's actually the reason I called you here so late. Please sit." He waved his hand for us to sit and I couldn't help to notice how tired the old man looked. He's hair that used to be light blonde had turned gray and silver. He's once bright blue eyes had dimmed and now looked annoyed at the situation at hand. As we sat Coulson stepped forward.
"You both we're called here because you both are suppose to be the best pilots that the US Air Force has seen." He glanced at me quickly, and I almost snored. "We have a very important task at hand. We need a 'package' transported too one of our bases. I would rather have one of my Agents transport it but it seems since this 'package' was found here, Chief Norman has greatly offered me his two best pilots." Again a side glance too me, as I rolled my eyes at him. Obviously, he's either met my brother or knows about him greatly.
"So this is where we come in, I'm guessing? You want us to fly you're 'package' to your base?" Jack said while using air quotations when he said package. He then crossed his arms against his chest, glaring at the agent.
"And I'm guessing with the term 'agents' we're not going to know what we're actually transporting, are we?" I ask, throwing my arms over the back of the chair, lazily.
"Yeah, I mean that's a lot to ask of someone, who wants to transport something that could be dangerous?" Jack added glancing over at me, nodding he's head.
"Yeah, it could be the zombie virus." I agreed, nodding me head. Jack gave a snort at me.
"You and this zombie theory, why would the government want to create zombies?" he glanced at me, giving me he's 'you're a dumbass' look. I glared at him, and pushed my lips together.
"Why wouldn't they? The government fucks around with a lot of shit they shouldn't. I wouldn't be surprised if they put it on a plane as a 'package' to try to get rid of it, but we all know that never works out."
"You watch too many zombie movies."
"No, I don't!"
"Yeah, you do."
I pouted my lip, childish, and crossed my arms, as he gave me a smirk.
"If we're attacked by zombies, I'm leaving your ass as bait." I stated pointing a finger at him; he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Psh, no you won't. If you did that, you wouldn't be able to survive without me."
"Whatever! I could so handle my own, just like that time in Texas.."
"Enough you two!" we stopped our bricking and glanced up at Chief. He had the annoyed look on his face again and he ran a hand threw his hair. Agent Coulson gave us a plain look and glanced back at Chief with a raised eyebrow.
"Hey, I said that they were my best pilots, not anything about them being on their best behaviors." He said as he raised his hand in defense. The agent sighed and glanced back at us.
"Are you two willing or will I have to call someone else in? I don't have all night." He said glancing at his watch. He jumped back from surprised when we both stood up sharply.
"Of course, sir!" Jack stated loudly, as he saluted him. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yeah, who doesn't join the military to do some undercover work." I said as I wiggled my eyebrows at the men in the room. Jack let a laugh slip, Chief smirked, and Coulson looked unamused.
"Right, let's go then." Agent Coulson said with no emotion as he beginning to walk out the door. Jack and I glanced at each other and followed shortly. As I grabbed the door to go out, I glanced back at Chief Norman.
"You haven't heard anything about.."
"No. Rhodes is keeping an eye out for him. Once we get anything you know you'll be the first to know." He said softly as he looked at me and sat down in the chair behind his desk. I look down with an empty feeling in my stomach as I nodded my head to him and left, getting ready to leave. It didn't take them long to get the package on to one of our smaller planes, once all set up it was just Warren, Agent Coulson and myself. As I got in the plane last I noticed a large metal box, it was almost as tall as I was at 5'4. Coulson cleared his throat and I moved on to my seat, with an eye roll. Putting my head seat on and glancing at Jack, who gave me the thumps up. I buckled in and started flicking on the right switches.
"You might want to go head and buckle yourself in, Agent Coulson." I said, as I started the plane up, I heard him shuffle behind us, probably getting seated. I glanced to the sky seeing that the sun had started to set, one glance at ILS system to see it already had the destination in, and then I pulled the plane into the sky.
An half an hour had passed by and the sky had become dark, letting us see a view of the full moon and the many stars that came with it.
"I'm just saying, maybe after you have your little break and come back we could get a few drinks and see where that leads us." I snored at his comment and glanced at Jack. He wiggled his eyebrow at me and I couldn't help but to laugh. It wasn't the first time he had tried to get me to go with him, hell everyone had called me stupid for saying no, but I knew he's type very well. The gorgeous guy, who makes any girl full to her knees, but don't stick around. Turning the plane on autopilot, I turned to him and crossed my arms.
"You already know the answer to that, Jack." I told him as I stood up, taking off my head set, and walking out of the pit. I heard him groan and had to shake my head at him. Glancing around the back of the plane I noticed Agent Coulson tapping away on his phone. The back of the small plane wasn't the biggest area. On either side of the wall of the plane sat a few spots for passengers and then a little more room for packages, such as the one we were caring now. Normally we used these ones for transporting goods to other stations. I took a seat across from the agent and leaned back.
"We should be there soon, maybe an half an hour, more or less." I stated as I gave a shrug with my shoulders. Agent Coulson looked up from his phone and nodded his head. He placed his phone down beside him, and gave me a good look over. Raising an eyebrow at him, he glanced up to look straight into my brighter eyes.
"You're quit young aren't you." He stated, as he watched my face. A small smirk came to my face.
"Yes, sir, I'm 22, the youngest Sergeant and pilot of our base." I stated matter of fact likely. I watched as he's lip twitched up wards.
"I know, Ms. Stark." Was all he said and my smirked faded. My face dropped any emotion as I watched him. "How could he have known any of that?" I asked myself as I tensed a little. "Who the hell did he work for?"
"I have to say, you don't look anything like your brother, though. I almost imaged a girl version of him." A smirk came to my face again from his comment, was he trying to make me less tense? He must have sensed it.
"I get that a lot, honestly. No one understands that Tony isn't my real brother. I'm adopted." I said smiling softly to the agent. It was true that I got that a lot. I wasn't always out in the news like Tony; I liked to keep to myself, one of the many reasons why I decide to join the Air Force. So when people actually did hear about me they expected a brown hair, brown eyed, tall babe that had the sass of her older brother. And what they got was a small blonde, with bright green eyes. The sass I still had, though. But I also knew when to knock it off, unlike Tony. Agent Coulson gave me a small smile, something I'm sure is quite rear.
"I would have never thought that Howard would have adopted a child. Whenever he talked about you in articles, there was never any doubt about you not actually being his." He stated as he looked deeply at me. I smiled again thinking about the man that had adopted me, if it wasn't for him, I probably won't be where I am now.
"That man was full of surprises." I stated, smiling to myself. Agent Coulson gave a small smile.
"He was a good man."
"Yeah, he was." I closed my eyes, smiling about my adopted father. Suddenly the plane made a sharp move. I stood up and glanced over at the pit, where Jack stood. He's face showed panic.
"What is it?"
"There's another aircraft following pretty damn close to us. I've been trying to communicate with them, but I think their ignoring me." He spoke out in a rush. I moved quickly to place my head set back on, and turned the plane on regular mode.
"This is Alpha 163, please state you're business for being so close to a military op plane." I stated over the radio. We wait for a replay but nothing came. I glanced at the screen and tried again.
"This is Alpha 163…" My words were cut off short when a missile was fire from the unknown plane. I stiffened and moved the plane sharp, trying to avoid the missiles path. Jack stumbled forward and Agent Coulson grunted in the back, probably from the sharp tightness of the belt that kept him in the seat. Jack quickly strapped himself in, and started flipping on switches.
"This is Alpha 163, abort missiles! Abort!" I yelled as another one was aimed at the air craft.
"Fuck!" Jack growled out as we start to dive for the ground. I pulled up fast making sure to miss the oncoming missiles. There wasn't much time to react as missile was shot one after another. Jack and I dived, and twisted in the air trying to get away from them.
"What the hell! Where are these all coming from!" He growled out as another one was aimed at us, unlike the others, this one it gazed the bottom of the plane, shaking the plane roughly. My brain was shouting at me, and I'd hope my body would react fast enough.
"Hold on! It's gonna be a rough landing!" I yelled out, as tried pulling the plane up as best as I could. The plane landed more than a little rough, in a clear out in a wooded area. The plane slide to a crashing stop, the glass from the front of the plane shattered around Jack and me. My body shook a little from the impacted and I glanced over at Jack. He's brown eyes almost look dangerous.
"We need to get out of this plane." He stated quickly and stood up, pulling off he's equipment. I stared at him for a moment and he glanced at me.
"Now Stark!" he yelled, grabbing my arm and pulling me up. My hair that had been in its neat bun had began to fall out, and tumbled around my face. Agent Coulson was having trouble unclipping he's seat strap, as smoke begin to fill up the plane. Jack dragged me pass him and pulled the door open. The planes end was up in flames, and soon the whole thing would be too.
"We need to get Agent Coulson out! He's stuck!" I yelled at Jack as he pushed me out of the plane. He glared down at me and I stepped back for a moment to look up at him. The grass underneath my boots made a crunching sound as step back some more. The scene in front of me was almost alluring; the fire from the plane set shadows all around us. The shadows seem to cling to Jack's face, making him look terrifying, and I took another step back.
"He can stay stuck for all I care! He should have warned us that someone would be after that thing!" He yelled and pointed to the large metal box, which now lay on its side. I could hear the agent coughing in the background, and a glared up at the man in front of me.
"Who cares? Right now we have to get him out of there and get away from this plane before it blows!" I yelled up at him. He glared down at me but I still held my ground. He tensed and then threw a fist at the side of the plane.
"Fine, you get him, 'cause I'm sure as hell not doing it." He growled sharply at me as he jumped down and walked past me, shoving his shoulder against mine. I gave him one quick glare and climbed back on the plane, grabbing a small blade from my combat boot; I rushed over to the agent and started cutting the belt. The snap from the belt must have pulled the agent back to he's senses.
"Thank you." He said softly, as I threw he's arm over my shoulder. I tried to adjust to his weight before moving.
"Thank me later; we still have to get out of here first." I rushed the words out as I pulled him along to the exit. We jumped the short jump and rushed to get away from the plane. As I set the agent down by a tree in the distant, I glanced back at the aircraft as it made a whining noise and fell to the side, letting the package that we carried full out from it and tumble slightly, the top popped off. I saw Jack out the corner of my eye, walking over to the box, and I rushed for him. He was bending down trying to get whatever out of the box, and I pushed him roughly. He's brown eyes glared at me in so much hatred.
"What the hell, Jazz!" He growled out. And I held my breath; he never calls me by my name unless extremely pissed off, and at this moment he was. You could hear the venom dripping off it, and I shivered at the tone. The flames from the plane, gave his face a dark showed and he's tall frame seem to eat away at the shadows and the sight would give me nightmares for weeks.
"We're in this mess because of that, that, man!" He yelled pointing a finger at the agent who was still trying to get oxygen into he's lungs. He's dark eyes zoned on me again.
"And you don't want to know what caused the trouble? We could have died up there!" he yelled looking up at the dark sky. My eyes narrowing at him, this wasn't a time for a fight.
"And we might die here now if we don't leave! The plane is still on fire, and can blow up at any moment! We need to leave now!" I yelled at him. He ignored me and reached for what was in the box. My body moved before my brain could even process what I had done. A yelp came out of Jacks mouth as he was knocked to the ground. A swift kick had him glaring up at me from the ground, my right leg pressed down on he's chest. My top lip was up in a snarl.
"Back. Off." I growled down at him. He glared back up at me. We stayed like that until we heard a gun loaded.
"Please, step away." The agent's calms voice stated. I glanced to see him pointing a gun at both of us. My hands went up slowly, showing surrender. I took my foot off Jack's chest and step back from him. Agent Coulson glanced at me and then pointed the gun at the solder on the ground. Jack gave him a dirty look as he pushed up from the ground. He rose he's hand as well, as we watched the agent reacted up too he's ear.
"I need a ride, do you have my coordinates?" He asked someone, who, I wasn't too sure. I rose my eyebrow at him as he watched me and Jack closely. He nodded he's head and pushed his finger to he's ear again.
"Good." Was all he said as he placed he's focus back on us. "This is what's going to happen, I'm having some of my agents coming to back me up and take you back to your base. You're assistants isn't need anymore. You'll be paid for your troubles. If you please step away from the packages, it would be greatly appreciated." He stated nodding he's head to us. I gave him a small glare, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Jack shaking. He was cling he's fist and glared at the man in front of use. I closed my eyes; I couldn't believe how this situation had turned. I could feel the heat from the fire hit me hard as I started to sweat and everything around us was in a tense silence before Jack spoke.
"You can't be fucking serious? After all this and you think we're just going to keep our mouth shut because you pay us?" He was pacing now and I placed my arms downs watching him, almost surprised by him. Agent Coulson focused he's gun on him. Jack glared at him and gave an animalistic growl.
"Shoot me! DO IT! 'Cause I'm going to find out what's in there wither you want me too or not!" he shouted as he pointed at the agent, he bent down to the box, pulling out the packaging wrapping and then the shoot rung out in the night air. My body froze as everything around me slowed down. Jack knocked into the box from being shooting and out rolled a large blue crystal. Not only was that odd to see but the crystal seemed to be alive. My eyes glued too it as inside of the crystal cut my eye. It looked like smoke was caught in the crystal, and it danced calmly inside. The smoke was a darker blue then the crystal, and it almost maybe me forget the situation I was in.
"Please, don't go near that." I heard Agent Coulson voice behind me, I glanced at him and just noticed that I was standing right near the crystal.
"What is that?" My voice was soft as turned my focus back to the crystal. I felt a small hum in my head and I felt memorized, everything around me faded out. My worry for Jack, the panic I felt about the plane, and the gun pointed at me didn't matter at the moment, because it was just me and the crystal. Agent Coulson was talking but I couldn't hear him.
Jack had been shot in the leg, and the pain wasn't pleasant. He pushed up from the ground as he watched Jazz eyes glued to the crystal. He watched her shrink to the ground and noticed Agent Coulson pointing he's gun at her. He jumped up as fast as he could with being shot and ran at the agent, and that's when I felt the sharp pain in my arm. My eyes wide as everything came back into sight. I felt the heat again from the fire, and the air blowing roughly like it was trying to cool me down. The pain in my arm burned and I grabbed it, as I hissed, blood sweeping threw my fingers. I glanced behind me; my bangs feel into my face as I saw Agent Coulson knocked out and Jack rushing to my side. He grabbed my face into he's hand and kneed down too my level.
"Are you okay?" He asked, he brown eyes swirled with worry and panic. I opened my mouth to speak, but was cut off by the heat. The plane blew up, knocking us all into darkness.
"Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?
And who are they?
Where are they?
How can they?
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry.
I'm sorry we do this."