Chapter 1

This was stupid. One hundred percent insane, she thought. I am breaking in to the Avengers. I am breaking in to the Avengers! To be fair she had tried to get access to them by more legal means, but that meant she had to go through a thorough security-check and even then wait several months. But one, she couldn't wait months to see them, and two, Agnes Cole wouldn't pass a security-check. So breaking and entering it was. The Avengers facility was a big and had state of the art security all around, but she knew her best chance of getting all the way in to the team was by jumping over then fence furthest away from the actual facility. But knowing and doing were two different things. So far she had spent 10 minutes trying to figure out how to get over the massive grey wall. She had seen herself do it just a couple a days ago and knew that she would get over, but she couldn't figure out how she got over. Futilely she tried climbing it again, but the fence was almost completely smooth and she barely even got her feet off the ground.

"Crap, crap, crap" she murmured, her voice frustrated "Okay, think, Aggie, think!"

Closing her eyes she called on her power. It was weak after her having used it a lot the last couple of days, just a sliver of what it had been a week ago. She focused. Her face scrounging up as she willed her power to show her anything. She saw herself again, dressed, as she was now, in black jeans and a black shirt with her boots, landing on the other side of the wall. But how do I do it? She concentrated more, trying to go further back. Trying to see how she climbed the wall. She could feel fatigue hit her, but she pushed through it. She needed her power, and couldn't let weakness overcome her. Her fist was clenched and her face screwed up as she stood just outside of where she was suppose to be. Come on, where is it...whe- There! She saw herself climbing a big tree which stood a couple of meters away from the grey wall. Opening her eyes and letting go off her power she looked around. The tree had been big and tall. Taller than any off the trees surrounding her right now. Something told her to go left, so she did. She had only walked for a couple a minutes before she saw it. When she was younger Agnes used to climb trees all the time, but that was years ago, and as she stood in front of what would be her way in, she couldn't help but feel a little daunted. The tree was tall, like really tall. She would have to get up high for her to climb over the fence. You can do this, she though resolutely. Now wasn't the time to back out. And, giving herself no more time to reconsider, she started climbing. It was an easy tree to climb. The branches were big and could carry her weight, not that that eased her worries. Her knees shook the higher she climbed. When she was high enough, she looked down. She had never really been scared of heights. At least no more than any other person. And looking down didn't scare her, though it did unsettle her seeing how far up she was, but what did scare was what she had to do next. The tree stood 2 or 3 meters away from the wall, to far for her jump, but there was a big, tree branch that, if she climbed out on it, would put her close enough for her to jump. Slowly she sat down, legs on either side of the branch. And slowly started edging her way out on the branch, moving further and further away from the trunk. When she reached then end of the branch, the bark smooth underneath her sweaty hands, her heart was thundering in her chest. She couldn't jump while sitting down, meaning she had to stand up. That was easier said than done. A part of her wanted to turn around and go back to her apartment, let the Avengers fend for themselves. But she couldn't even if she tried. She was too far out to turn around on the branch. She shook off her fears, or tried to, and gently put weight on her hands as she stood up. When she stood upright she took and small step back, trying to get as much run-up as possible. Leaving no time to doubt herself, or fall down, she jumped. She landed on the wall, her knees buckling making her go down in a crouch. Agnes couldn't believe it. She did it! She actually did it! She jumped down to the other side. Her knees hurt on impact, but she paid them no mind. Inside didn't look much different than the outside. Trees all around, like a small, but thick forest. Closing her eyes again the called forth her power. It took a lot of coaxing, but after a few moments she felt it. It was weak, weaker than it had been in a long time. Slowly she started walking towards the facility. Her power letting her know where she could go without getting caught. She made it to the forest line without tripping any of the cameras and sensors Stark surely had installed. She could see the facility up ahead, and almost just started running. But before she could take a step, she saw herself getting caught and thrown out before she could talk to them. Which lead to... She quickly stopped her vision before it escalated. She knew what would happen should she fail. Stepping behind a tree, shielding herself from view, she heard then sound of machines and voices up close by.

"I am telling you the wings gives you better agility, better swiftness. I can make the tight corners your metal bucket can't, y'know?" The voice was warm and teasing

"First of all, that is a lie, second of all, the wings aren't can't make those tight fits 'cause they are too wide. It's a nice costume I'll give you that, a nice bird costume, but the suit is the real deal, my friend"

Agnes dared a look up and saw two figures flying close above her. Two figures she recognized. Falcon and War Machine

"You can't seriously think that, Rhodes! The wings are a much better fit. And more attractive too. That big, bulky metal thing makes you look fat. Fat, I tell you" Falcon exclaimed. His arms gesturing to his companion's suit.

"Fat?", the man named Rhodes answered incredulously, "'cause the googles are so attractive, mr. Fly." The men kept bickering as they passed her, and before long their voices and the sounds of their gear was long gone. Slowly Agnes crept out from the forest. Making her way over the open grass fields. There was no places to hide out on the fields. No trees to give her cover should she need it. Her head was killing her as the exhaustion of using her powers hit her, almost making her knees buckle. She slowly started jogging, trying to get to the door faster. She wouldn't be able to hold her powers much longer, she just to get the door. A wave of dizziness made her tumble, but she was quickly on her feet again. No longer jogging, but full out sprinting. Part of her in the present, part of her in the future. She could feel her power slipping. The door was in sight. Just a little more... Her legs gave out and she fell. Holes appearing in her jeans as she scraped her knees on the drive way. She felt the last glimmer of her power as it left her. Her stomach was queasy and she felt sick, but she got on her feet and kept sprinting, willing herself not to throw up. She was running blind now, not knowing if she would get caught before she made it to the door.

"Hey!", a voice yelled. Agnes looked back over her shoulder. She could see Falcon and War Machine. They were flying towards her, and gaining fast. Agnes pushed herself to run faster even if she felt like she would pass out any minute. The door was right in front of her, just a few more steps. She ran straight into it, not able to stop on her own. She started banging on the door.

"Hey, please open the door! Open the door!"

Looking over her shoulder, she could see the two Avengers, they had almost reached her and had their weapons ready. Agnes turned around to bang on the door again, ignoring the pounding of her head. The door opened, and Agnes, who had been putting most of her weight against it, tumbled through the doorway, landing on cold stone floors. Above she saw the face of Tony Stark. "What the hell?" He murmured, bewilderingly looking from Agnes to his to friends, who had their weapons drawn. "What is going on here?". Agnes laid gasping, fighting off unconsciousness. "You are all gonna die".Her voice was small and panicky. And she wanted to say so much more, but before she or anyone else could say anything she closed her eyes and succumbed to the darkness. You are all gonna die.

A/N So tell me what you think so far, if it is anything I should run with or not. Reviews, good or bad, are appreciated, I love to hear comments on my work and how I might improve it :) This is my first Avengers fic, and my first OC fic, so I'm a bit nervous and excited.