Chapter 1
Alright everyone! Here's the first chapter of the Dark Rider sequel! I know some of you wanted a sequel, so here it is. Enjoy! Oh! And this is taking place probably 6 months before Captain America the Winter Soldier.
8 months. It had been 8 months sense I came back home. So much has happened sense then. As I suspected, Fury didn't trust me back at SHIELD. But thankfully, my parents, and Steve convinced Fury to give it time. I had to wait a year. A full year… then we could talk about it. Thank god it's almost up.
I've been going to a public school. It was grooling at first. But I've made new friends. My parents and I still live at the Tower. But Skye and the others are agents, so they're all constantly on missions. I do still see them a bit though. I haven't however, seen Steve in like 6 months! He's like a full blown level 8 agents now, so… yeah.
I walk into school and have a quiet walk to my first period class. It was math. *ugh* I sat down at my seat and I see Jenifer walk up to me.
Jenifer Thompson is one of my new friends from school. She has curly auburn hair (more red, but she thinks it auburn) and wears these green glasses and her face is covered in freckles. So pretty much like a full blown nerd.
"Oh my god, I had a ton of HW for science last night and I didn't even finish the first problem." Sarah randomly walks up before Jenifer can even get to me. I smirk, shaking my head.
"Well why don't you try a bit harder!?" Jenifer says, clocking her on the side of the head. Sarah just shrugs. Sarah Peterson is one of my other friends. She has dirty blonde hair and these bright green eyes and is such a goofball when it comes to learning. I chuckle.
"Yeah, you know Mr. Allen is gonna kill you if you don't get that done by fourth period." I say to her. She shrugs.
"What's he gonna do?" She waves a hand. Mr. Smith walks into the class room.
"Alright everyone, take your seats!" He yells above the noise. Sarah sits down in front of me while Jenifer sits a few sits to my right.
"Take out last night's homework, so I can come around and grade it." He says. Sarah raised a hand. He sighs.
"Yes, Sarah?" He says with a smile, knowing she was gonna say something not regarding anything knowledgeable.
"Yeah, about that homework. Was it optional?" She asked. I laugh as he rolls his eyes; ignoring her question.
AVENGERS
After my first, second, and third period classes I headed to lunch. I hate lunch. I had gotten into several fights during lunch. Of course I won every one of them, but I didn't start them. I was standing up for kids being bullied by all these stupid senior jocks and cheerleaders. That's how I met Jenifer. I did get suspended a few times, but thanks to SHIELD agents that work under cover at this school, I got back in.
I walk to our usual table and sit down. Jenifer and Sarah buy lunches so I waited for Rebecca. Rebecca Scott is my other friend. She has brown hair, slightly darker than mine and also has lots of freckles. We're a group of 4.
I see her and smile. She comes over with her lunch box and sits down.
"Ugh, gym sucks." She says' wiping sweat off her face. I chuckled. Considering she's one of the athletic people like me, it's funny hearing that come out of her mouth.
"And why is that?" I say; taking a sip of my juice box. She huffs.
"We were playing soccer today and like, no one does anything! They just sit there and kick the ball when it comes near them! I was the only one actually moving more than five feet from my original stance." She whines at me. Rebecca is a soccer player. She's on the high school junior varsity team. We're all freshmen here at the school. What joy.
"I'm sorry." I respond. Sarah walks over and places her tray down next to Rebecca and Jenifer places hers next to me.
"Oh my god Becca, food here must seriously be from another planet." Sarah complains; picking up a weird piece of lettuce. Jenifer and I roll our eyes.
"Then don't eat it!" She laughs.
"Dude, I get up at 7 every morning to walk to school. It's way too early to pack one." She says in a serious tone. We all shake our heads.
"So, Alex. How was Latin?" Jenifer nudges my arm. I huff and roll my eyes. There is this guy in my Latin class, Danny Russell, and everyone thinks he's like, major hot. Like, everyone in 9th or 10th grade, dig this dude.
"Latin was fine, Jen." I say. She giggles and blushes. I roll my eyes again.
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After lunch, Sarah and I walked to science class. It was an ok class. Not my favorite, but my mom wanted me to get through high school and stuff before I become a full agent of SHIELD… if that ever happens. Skye and the other go to the SHIELD schools. So I don't see them during that time.
We walk into class and I sit down in my seat. Sarah sits next to me, so she sat down on my right. Mr. Allen was looking through papers on his desk before looking up at us.
"Alrighty class. Today we're going to start a new until." Everyone groans. I smirk.
AVENGERS
After school, I walked slowly home. I walk up to Avenger Tower and to the elevator.
"Good afternoon, Alex. How was your day today?" Jarvis asked. I give a weak smile.
"Fine, thanks." I say in a tired tone. The door closes and I begin to go up. A minute later I get the communal floor and see everyone there. They turn and smile.
"Hey bestie! How was school?" Skye asked, walking up to me. I smile.
"It was ok, you?"
"We got to spar with some older agents today! It was so cool." She says. My smile fades a bit, but I keep smiling.
"That's great!" I say. She smiles, and then Liz calls her over. She gives me a nod and runs over. I turn; seeing my mom at the counter. I walk over.
"How was school honey?" She says, smiling at me. I shrug.
"Honestly? Same as always. Oh, and can I sleepover at a friend's house tomorrow?" I asked. She looks at me.
"Really? You wanna go to a sleepover?" She asked in disbelief. I rolled my eyes and nodded.
"Yeah, they can't obviously come here, and I feel close to them than I do to these people anyway." I gesture to the other teens behind me. She smiles.
'Yeah, I guess that's ok. -And honey, you are close to them, you'll be at a SHIELD school soon enough." She assures me; putting a hand on my shoulder. I roll my eyes, walking toward the elevator to go to my room.
"Oh please." I mumble.
AVENGERS
I was sitting on my bed, Jace perched on my knee. This is getting old. I thought. I want to do something; help a cause. I put my hand up; stroking Jace's feathers as he chirps at me. I look out my window; seeing the sun setting over the New York skyline. I feel so left out. I don't get to see my good friends that much and they're slowly drifting away from me. I know they trust me enough, but I can also tell they doubt me. I can see it in their eyes every time I'm around them; they're afraid, afraid if I'll betray them or do something else. I could see it in my parents too. They didn't know what to think about me.
I sigh, putting Jace on his perch and walking toward the elevator. I press the down button and step in; pushing the floor number before it goes down.
AVENGERS
I exit the elevator, and walk into the gym. I walk over to the wall panel and press a few buttons. A door slides up and three drones come out.
Tony had built these Drones for me to train with in the meantime. They're pretty much iron man suits but made of some kind of cheaper plastic and a bit of metal on the feet, head, hands, and other pieces to keep it together that can break easier than most surfaces. Part of the deal was that if I wanted to train; I had to by myself. No help. So Tony gave me something to fool with. I put it on hard; which means these things will kill me if I let them, I have an arm band on my wrist to control them if things get out of hand though.
I push one button and the drones follow me to the center mats. I get into a fighting stance; they hold up fists. One acts; sending a punch at my face. I back bend to avoid it and send a flying kick toward it. It moves out of the way and nails me in the shoulder with a metal fist. I fly back; hitting the wall. I'm a little rusty ok?
I glare and push myself off the wall, and punch one in the face; my hand goes right though the plastic/metal and I feel my skin tearing. I growl and pull my fist out, blood covering my hand. I hiss and huff, shaking my hand; but continue to fight back. I dodge a punch from one and grab its arm; using it as a support, I swing around and kick one over with both of my feet. It falls onto its back, two combat boot prints in the chest, little sparks were shooting out as it short circuited. I smirk; but it quickly goes away when I get hit square in the face. I fall onto my back. I feel like I'm on fire, I can feel something wet covering my face. I put my hand up to my face; wiping blood away from my nose. I look around and the drone is suddenly right over me. One wraps it hand around my throat and lifts me off the ground.
I feel my breath getting cut off as I start struggling. It lifts me off my feet as I grab the side of its neck, feeling for any wire or something to give me an advantage. I feel a small crack and push my hand in, blood made it slippery; I wince as I struggle to find a wire as this drone was slowly suffocating me. I start frantically moving my hand around for a wire; I can feel my windpipe being crushed. I bend the plastic back and feel for a wire.
I feel a wire and pull it. It makes several noises before dropping me. I hit the floor with a thud and suddenly the drone explodes. I go flying across the room and hit the wall. I feel my skin singed from the flames a bit but that was the least of my worries.
I push myself up against the wall, looking down at my hand. It was all covered in blood. Then my head shoots up; realizing there was one drone left. I look around, and then see it walking toward me; it got caught in the explosion and was about dead.
I huff and get to my feet. I walk a few feet closer. It keeps coming at me. I have a sudden feeling of rage; I wanted to kill it so bad. But something was holding me back. I whip my head around, trying to get the thoughts out of my head and jump; back flipping in the air and kicking its head to the ground. I land facing the other way, then turn. It makes several noises, trying to keep going. I wait til it gets up before running at it; it ramp it into the wall; bashing its head in several times before throwing it to the ground and punching it once in the face as hard as I could. My fist went right through the metal and hit the floor.
I holding my hand' it hurt like hell now. I hold it, tightly. Then look at the drone. It was dismantled from the shoulders up. I look at it for a moment; thinking about what I had just done. I fall to my knees, sitting on the ground.
Suddenly, the door opens and my dad walks in. He looks at me and the drones around me with great concern as he runs over to me.
"Alex! Are you ok?" He helps me up. I gulp and nod. He looks at my bloody hand which was holding my hand which didn't have any feeling in it. "What were you doing?" He asked in a quiet tone. I feel my eyes burn from the smoke and blink back some teas.
"I don't know." He looks me over for a moment before leading me toward the door.
"Let's ask Bruce to check you out."
AVENGERS
"Well, it looks like you shattered both bones in your wrist and also broke two fingers." Bruce says; looking at my left hand. He then looks to my right hand. "And this, you skin is practically torn to shreds. What were you doing Alex?" He asked. I look at the floor, not responding to his question. My mom and dad were sitting across from me, looking very concerned.
"Training."
"That's not training, Alex. You almost got yourself killed." My mom says in a voice just above a whisper. I don't look at her.
"Natasha's right Alex, you need to take it easy on training." Bruce says. I hesitate before giving a nod. Bruce puts both of my hands in raps, my left in a braise (sense I heal a bit quicker than most); and lets me leave. My mom thanks him and follows me out the door with my dad not far behind.
"Alex." My mom stops me in the hall.
"Yeah?" I ask in a miserable tone.
"What were you thinking? You could have gotten seriously hurt!" She says. My dad walks up.
"New rule. For training, you can only use the punching bags and the training mats. No more drones." He says. I huff, sending a glare at him.
"I wouldn't want you training at all after that little stunt!" She says; crossing her arms.
"Your mother's right. But I know you want to keep up on training. You need to take it easy-"He puts a hand on my shoulder and I push it off.
"Don't tell me to take it easy!" I shout. "Do you have any idea what I'm going through!? I've been trying so hard to earn your trust back. But no matter how hard I try, no one here will trust me!" I shout. I stomp to the stairs and disappear from site.
…
Natasha and Clint glance at each other. Natasha huffs; walking toward the door when Clint stops her. She turns to him and he shakes his head.
"She'll come around Nat, give it time." He says. She sighs and follows him to the elevator.
AVENGERS
The next day, I woke up extra early to get ready for school. I put on my navy blue flannel, with dark ripped skinny jeans and my black combat boots. I walk to the elevator and enter. I push the lobby button and go down. It stops and I walk out and out the door. I head down the sidewalk toward school.
A few minutes later, I walk around the corner; seeing the school. I see Jenifer sitting on the step and I smile; walking up to her. She looks up from her book and smiles.
"Hey Alex." She smiles. I sit down next to her with a sigh, placing my hands on my jeans; not realizing they were covered in bandages and one had blood seeping through it. Her eyes widen. "Ooh my god Alex, what happened to your hands!?" She raises her voice. I look in shock; then sigh, looking down.
"It was nothing, just my training." I say. Jenifer new I was an assassin… sort of. I had to tell her; coming into school almost every day looking like I was mugged in an alley. She sighs, putting her hands on her face.
"Alex, you need to take training easy! I may not know what training entails for you, but I do know that you shouldn't be sustaining injuries like this on a daily basis." She says in a serious tone. I grin and chuckle.
"You too huh?" I chuckle. She raised an eyebrow.
"I'm serious Alex!" I grin and get up; turning to her.
"You know, my parents are the same. And there the world's greatest assassins!" I yell. Jenifer's eyes widen and she looks around then puts a figure up to her lips. She met my parents once. But she doesn't know that there BlackWidow and Hawkeye, and part of the avengers. She thinks they're like FBI or something.
"Are you trying to blow their cover?!" She whispers loudly. I roll my eyes.
"Oh please, they don't even trust me in the first place. I've tried everything to please them." I say.
"What has gotten into you?" She says. I huff, looking around me. I let out a breath, feeling any angry I was holding inside me drain.
"I don't know." I whisper. Jenifer looks at me with what looks like pity. I look at the ground.
"My parents don't trust me after 8 months. I'd be better off if they had just left me there." My mind wanders to the Renegade and when they wiped my memory. I didn't remember how it all happened. I just woke up and didn't remember anything at all. I was disoriented and was weak at first; I remember seeing someone lead a man out of the room. His left arm looked like it had metal on it. That's my only memory from when I first woke up. Bobby's face came into my head and I shake it away, holding back tears.
"Let's get to class." Jenifer says; putting a hand on my shoulder. I hesitate. Then I nod; following her inside.
There's the first chapter of the sequel everyone! I hope you enjoyed it and please check in to see chapter 2! Please review!