Heyyyyyy guys! Sooo I didn't plan to post this but it kept running through my mind and I couldn't help it. Also it's Carnival long weekend here so I have two more days at home! WOOHOOO

So this is a bit different to what I've seen here on FFN - and well I hope you all like it :) If you do you could yuh know... leave a review... totes up to you :D

Disclaimer: If I did own Marvel's AOS SkeyWard would be the next Romanoff and Hawkeye (with sex included and fluffy adorable moments as well) - so yeah I don't own it. Just an active imagination and too many fangirl feels :/

Chapter 1

Hope

He smelt the blood before he saw her. It smelt of salt and copper, hanging heavy in the air as if the skies opened up and poured blood inside the old building. He felt sorry for the poor bastard, whoever they were, for the abuse they had so clearly been put through. And of course by a rival pack on his turf.

That would not do. He needed to make sure his territory was safe, needed to prove himself to be as great an alpha as his father had been. There were many who believed he was weak and incompetent, but the people whose support he needed and craved the most – they thought of him as strong and loyal.

And that's all he needed. Or so he thought.

As he slowly made his way through the old factory, picking up four different scents; the victims' and what he believed to their attackers, the last thing he expected to find was his future, crumpled in a corner.

Of course he knew of imprinting. After all he'd seen it with his own father and best friend. They'd described it to him, hoping to make a dent on his almost Kevlar like exterior that he'd created to scare others away from delving further. They had hoped to fill him with hope, that one day he would find his True Mate and that he would know the peace of True Love. He had never allowed himself to hope for it.

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

And wolf he thought wryly.

It was a quote he'd read in a random coffee shop when he'd been a teen and to this day he couldn't agree more. Except, now, he had a reason to hope. He had his reason to believe right in front him.

His True Mate.

The second his gaze had landed on her face he knew he would burn the world to ashes for her. It was a scarily attractive thought that rippled up his spine and made him hungry of the blood of the beasts that had done this to the female wolf.

He bent down to gently pick up her slight frame and frowned at how light she was. No wonder she couldn't defend herself, she felt drastically underweight. This made him believe she was a loner, or in wolf terms, an Omega. It didn't matter anymore what she was or to whom she supposedly belonged to prior to him.

She belonged to him now.

And Alpha, Grant Douglas Coulson, protected what was his.

So this will obv be a multichapter fic, but not very long hopefully. I'm thinking maybe 10 chapters but we'll see.

If you like it leave a review they make me happy the way chocolate does... (okay maybe not as a happy but it's still pretty awesome :D )