So...here's a new story. I don't even know what inspired this but I really tried with this one. I created a complete original character. I tried not to make her Mary Sue and I'm so sorry if I did. But thank you for the love darlings and I hope you like this.
- The Long Story -
I knew that Skye wouldn't call me in unless she was in real trouble... I guess I should explain myself.
My name is Wynter, I was born on January 1st, 1998 to the Winter Soldier and an unknown woman. Yeah, laugh it up. My name doesn't stem from my dad's codename, in fact I only ever knew him as the Asset. HYDRA raised me to be a weapon, to them I was just number thirteen. My life sucked, but it was the Asset who set me free, but it was too late to save me from picking up skills from a specific set.
I was nine, and I knew I had to blend in with society. Easiest way to hide is in plain sight. No one ever suspects the homeless street kids of being potential HYDRA experiments. I'm nothing special, I'm slightly enhanced so I move quicker, think faster and can on occasion flip a man twice my size on his butt.
I was taught how to shoot a gun, manipulate a situation into my favor, throw some knives and some sword work. It was up to me to work my muscles, my mind into repetition. By the time I was nine I was pretty good at manipulation and the knives.
I grew up on the streets for about two years, sticking to the shadows and keeping up with what I had been taught, you never know when they may come in handy okay? Anyway I was eleven when Skye took me in, at the time she lived in a van so I tagged along and I came to realize that she was like the sister I never had. She had my back and I made myself a promise to watch hers.
So when she was picked up by SHIELD I sent her regular emails, encrypted per her order, and never stayed in one spot. Somewhere along the way I managed to steal an old Impala from an impound. There were army men in the ashtray, and the ac rattled with something that sounded suspiciously like legos, hey just because I'm a lab rat doesn't mean I don't know what legos are. And two sets of initials carved into the floor, she was old and probably rebuilt a couple of times if her frame had anything to say.
Her last owner was probably crazy because there was an old pentagram on the inside of the trunk lid and a fake floor. I stashed whatever weapons I acquired there, don't judge. I called her Valkyrie because she was an old warrior, you could just tell. I didn't even have to hotwire her, she had the keys still inside, so technically she was a gift.
I managed to score a macbook from an apple store, you really don't wanna know how, all I'm saying is that I hate uniforms. I got good at hustling pool and poker was just a game. Odd jobs on the side and a few forgeries here and there kept me afloat, Valkyrie was a gas hog but she was my gas hog.
It was just about a year after HYDRA and SHIELD both fell that Skye skyped me. I was at a Starbucks, downloading music to my computer to put on my phone later, the phone was totally legal by the way...as long as you don't look too closely, okay so it was a floor model that had been dropped so while I was working at Verizon they gave it to me. There, still legalish, I even paid to have the screen replaced.
Anyway when her call popped up I carefully answered it. The asset's face lingered in the frame and I forced myself to focus on Skye.
"What's shaking?" I asked sipping my coffee with a grin.
"Shut up Wyn. That wasn't funny." I rolled my eyes and gave her the keep talking look. "I need your help. My boss wants me to have a bodyguard and the guy who's after me knows all of our faces." Read as: I need you to play bodyguard because my crazy, stalker, almost ex is planning another plot to either kill everyone or kidnap me. I sighed and finished my drink.
"I'm game." She grinned in relief and typed something into her computer. My chatbox came up with instructions.
"See ya in a bit. I'm not leaving my car though."
"I'll send the Bus." I grinned and nodded hanging up after she did. I shoved my laptop into my bag and grabbed my phone heading out to my car. I tossed my bag in the back seat and slid into the driver's seat grinning as the old gal roared to life easily.
- The Long Story-
A/N: I'm sure some of you caught the Supernatural reference. I will have you know that Supernatural and some other shows are references and even some of the characters will be met, this stems from a head canon of mine that ALL fictional characters from TV shows and everything else all live in the same universe. Wynter will not meet Sam and Dean because of my own reasons. I just thought the Impala would be a car that matches her. IM SORRY THAT I RENAMED BABY! But its not like Wynter would know her real name anyway. Thank you guys for reading chapter one, I hope you liked it!
