Non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien, non, je ne regrette rien
C'est payé, balayé, oublié, je me fous du passé

-Non je ne regrette rien; by Édith Piaf


Wyatt let out a long sigh. Her eyes scanned the scenery in front of her, hoping to take in every little detail. It wasn't easy, considering it was the middle of the night, but she did her best. She had to do her best, since her job was, more or less, protecting her friends. Since Wyatt didn't have a master's degree — or PhD — in whatever the hell it was that kept them all up at night, she'd scout the area instead, making sure everything was secure. A majority of the time, nothing ever happened. Wyatt could just wander around the van until all the data was gathered and then hitch a ride back home with the others. There were a few times a few stray animals would show up, but they were easily scared off. It was an easy job, and she was getting paid for it, too.

But this night, this fucking night, it was different. Wyatt had been told that she and her friends would be traveling further out into the desert, hoping to find some kind of aurora. Apparently it was a huge deal, a "once-in-a-lifetime" kind of deal. From what Wyatt understood, the aurora would help expand all the gathered data and research, it would shed some kind of light on everything that was going on. And what was going on? Wyatt had no idea. She did manage to get into college, and was lucky enough to get a bachelor's degree in art history. She knew the degree wouldn't get her anywhere, she only studied in that area because she was a sucker for the beauty of art over the course of time. Wyatt's parents tried convincing her to go into another area of study, like business or science, but she wouldn't listen. So now Wyatt spends some of her days, and a majority of her nights, keeping her friends safe from anyone, or anything, that may cause them harm.

And it pissed her off.

Well, only sometimes. There were times where she'd have to pull multiple all-nighters on top of having to work her actual day job, and the exhaustion was catching up to her. Wyatt tried talking, and it didn't always work. That's where the "pissed her off" would arrive. But what could she really do? Quit and hope her days as a waitress could help pay the rent and bills? The extra money helped out, and it kept her high enough above water to keep her going.

"Are we still good?" The question immediately snapped Wyatt out of her thoughts. Turning her head slightly, she was met with the curious, yet anxious, eyes of Darcy. She was wearing her usual hat, scarf, glasses, and layers of jackets. Wyatt gave a tight-lipped smile and nodded. "You okay?" Darcy asked. "Do you want to come back inside?"

"Jane'll have my head and yours if I say yes," Wyatt grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. "How much longer?"

Darcy frowned before calling back to Jane. There was a brief moment of arguing between the two women before an answer could be given. "She doesn't know," Darcy exclaimed. "Her equipment's starting to act up."

Letting out a soft groan, Wyatt leaned her head back against the van. She'd been standing outside, barefoot with only a sweat-jacket, since they arrived at the destination. The young woman usually didn't mind the chilly nighttime weather, but after standing out for a couple hours she'd start to get a bit agitated. Wyatt's feet and face were usually the first to go numb, and then everything else would undergo the typical creeping chill from underneath all the clothing.

"Look, why don't you come back inside," Darcy said. "You look miserable out here, and it'd suck if you got a cold."

"She's supposed to make sure we're safe out here," Jane called. "She can't come back in just yet."

"You know she's not one of your tech, right?" Darcy called, her tone sharp. "She's going to get seriously ill if we keep doing this to her."

When the sliding door unlocked, causing Wyatt to jump away, it opened to reveal Jane and Erik, both of whom had a look of frustration on their faces. The only reason Erik joined in the late-night adventures — or for any of them, really — was because, one, he knew Jane's father; and two, he was her mentor. Wyatt got to know the man later on, growing a close friendship with him.

"She's freezing out here, Jane," Erik snapped, "just let her come inside."

Before the young scientist could even open her mouth, Wyatt interrupted her. "I haven't felt anything out of the ordinary," she said firmly. "No animals, no people, nothing. What more do you want from me?"

"Are you sure everything's fine?" Jane asked.

"If something was wrong I would've told you guys already."

Erik and Jane shared a look before motioning her to get inside. Letting out a sigh of relief, Wyatt climbed into the passenger side of the van, feeling more relaxed once she sat on the leather seat.

"What time do you have to work tomorrow?" Darcy asked, leaning back in her chair. Jane had made her the designated driver, putting most of her trust in the college student to get them to where they needed to be.

"I don't," Wyatt sighed. "Isabel gave me the week off."

"That's awesome. She's giving you a vacation?"

"I guess. She said I looked exhausted all the time and I needed to just relax for a little bit."

Snorting, Darcy rolled her eyes. "Well, that's nice," she said.

A silence fell between the two women. For a while, they partially listened to Erik and Jane talk and the tinkering of the various tech inside the van. It was enough to make them feel comfortable, knowing they had some background noise.

"What's it like?" Darcy asked, after a few minutes passed. "The vibrations?"

"What does it feel like?" Wyatt asked.

"Yeah."

"It depends on what I'm focusing on. Some are loud and some are quiet."

Thinking over the words, Darcy let out a soft hum. She understood it to an extent, but not entirely.

"I know it's not the best explanation," Wyatt said, "but it's something I can't really explain all too well."

"That's okay. It's just cool, ya know? You can feel all this stuff and do what you want with it."

That's one way of putting it, Wyatt thought. She didn't respond to Darcy's comment, not really wanting to go further into the conversation. The discussion of her little ability always made her a bit self-conscious, only because it reminded her of how different she was. Wyatt's use of vibrations was part of her mutation, and it was a tricky power to have. She had to learn how to differentiate between what she felt through the Earth, knowing what was human and what was natural. Everything was moving at its own natural frequency, and Wyatt had to learn how to tune into them, to focus on the ones she deemed important. But those vibrations were at their strongest when she was in direct contact with the Earth, meaning she rarely ever wore socks or shoes. Any kind of barrier for her would weaken her ability.

Nestling further into her seat, Wyatt started chewing on her bottom lip. She could do so much more with her ability, more than just sensing what's around her or what to focus on. She knows that, Jane and the others have seen it, but they don't really question it. Looking at her hands, Wyatt reminded herself of just how dangerous she could be. She could feel vibrations in the Earth, yes, but she could also produce powerful vibrations, too. Wyatt could create earthquakes if she wanted to, produce shockwaves no one's ever experienced before. But she didn't want to. Her seismic sense, her ability to feel — to "see" — through the Earth was good for her in the meantime. To go any further than that would mean she was facing an incredible threat.

"Jane," Darcy said, "you're gonna want to see this."

Wyatt's eyes followed where Darcy was looking. The night Jane chose to go out was very cloudy, so there was hardly any illumination from the moon. In fact, the group was lucky to be able to see anything at all. But what Wyatt was currently seeing was. . .something else entirely. Just a mile or two in front of them, the clouds were shifting. Bright colorful lights — obviously not coming from the moon —were shining down, giving off an almost otherworldly feel.

"What is that?" Jane murmured, leaning forward from where she sat. Her brows were furrowed, her eyes shining with curiosity and confusion.

"I don't like how that looks," Wyatt said. Her feet were firmly planted on the van's floor. Even through the metal and carpeting from within the vehicle, she could feel the vibrations around her start to pick up. "No, this isn't good at all."

Jane scurried to the van's sky-roof, yanking it open to peer out. Erik was right behind her.

"No-go?" Darcy asked, looking at Wyatt.

"No-go," she confirmed. The vibrations were only intensifying, causing the young woman to grip the sides of her seat tightly. Darcy, Erik, and Jane may not have been able to feel it, but the sensations filled Wyatt with anxiety. "Definitely a no-go."

"Go!" Jane shouted, startling Darcy.

With a soft groan, Darcy hesitantly started the van and drove.*


(A/N):

Let me know what you guys think. Was this good? Was it bad? Was it somewhere in the middle? Leave a review on that. Also, tell me what I can improve on. Where did my writing come off strong? Where could it use some improvement? Constructive criticism is always welcome here!

Do I own anything in the MCU? No. No I don't. All I own are my OCs, my subplots, and an excitement for A4! Also, if you've got ideas for OCs or subplots, be sure to PM me or leave a review. I'll add them in as soon as possible.

So, as I'm sure most (if not all) of you know, the trailer for Avengers 4 has been released. Not only that, but the title has been revealed, too. I've seen a lot of people prior to the trailer's release come up with their own ideas on what the A4 title would be, and a lot of them seemed really interesting. A few that I recall were Disassembled, Annihilation, and Aftermath. They're not bad titles, but Marvel chose Endgame/End Game instead, which is even better. Ever since the trailer's release, though, I've seen a lot of people freak out over Tony's supposed "demise" or whatever on the spaceship. The whole "he'll die from no oxygen" thing. He's probably not going to die, at least not in that scene. I don't know if he'll make it to the end of the film or not. But yeah, people are freaking out or are as unimpressed with him dying in that way as they were with how Loki was killed.

And then Scott shows up? He's out of the Quantum Realm and found Cap and the other survivors at the compound. But then there are some fans who think Scott is actually Loki in disguise, which I think is unlikely. I love Loki, but I think Thanos really did kill him. And if those time travel theories are true, then the only times we'll see him are when certain Avengers go back to the aftermath of the New York battle, in 2012's Avengers 1, and any other point in time he caused problems. I don't know, I'm just rambling. What did you guys think? I'm honestly excited. I've waited so long for this trailer, so yeah. . .I'll stop nerding out now.

Also, if you've got any thoughts on the new Captain Marvel trailer, you can leave a review on that, too.

Leave a random fact in the reviews, if you want. It could be on something old or on something new. It's up to you guys.

I'll see you all later! Bye!

Angelika Mahon