Hey guys- I hope you enjoy the first chapter of the story. I honestly wanted to write this for a while, but it's been a rocky start and I was nervous that a ship OC wouldn't go over well- but I think I'm just going to post it out here! Like the description says, this contains Endgame spoilers so be careful! Nonetheless, enjoy and I apologize for the rocky start!
The quiet night in the Montana hills was perfection to the locals. The light of the silver moon illuminated all who passed, and the mountains looked more like a well respected painting. Very few cars curved down paved roads, and those that did were making their way home. The dirt roads that led to mountain trails were untouched, except for a single dark green van. The car collected dust along its wheels, as it drove into the hills.
The four that hid in the van said nothing to one another. The young lady in the passenger's seat kept her eyes outside, where the flowers grew perfectly in the grass. Her hand swirled one of the tiny grey streaks in her hair, with her mind on the mission. She knew the group had one shot to take down the facility. They had been training for months for a perfect strike, and this moment was better than any. The girl had not wanted to attack, but it was by means necessary. It was for a plan that the four had been thinking of long ago. If all was to go well, the girl would meet the people she had longed to see since she could remember...
The driver kept his eyes along the dirt road, guided by the beautiful moonlight. His greasy blond hair covered his beady eyes, as he focused on the task at hand. Benjamin avoided the pain from the scar on his cheek. He could forget his nerves as he thought about the mission he and the others were about to encounter. But he could not, for the life of him, let the idea of losing get to him. He hummed to himself as he turned the corner, slowly climbing the mountains to the storage unit.
"Would you please stop singing?" a nervous voice muttered from the back," What if those guards can hear you? Do you want to be exposed?"
Benjamin glared in the mirror. The young Asian man glanced nervously outside of the tinted windows. He awkwardly picked at his face tattoo, constantly assuming the worst. That was something Ben hated about Sebastian- he was always horrified.
"I was not singing," the driver protested, his tone rough and gravely," I was humming. There is a difference."
"It won't matter if we get caught," the young lady from the front intervened," so I suggest listening to Sebastian and keeping a close eye out. Try to figure out if you can hear or see anything."
"I'll get right on it, your royal highness," Benjamin mumbled.
The young man stopped the van suddenly. He closed his eyes and thought forward. He could see the facility, standing tall- but hidden- upon the mountain. The metal and camouflage blended well amongst the trees and dirt. Two soldiers guarded the front, their guns close to their bodies and gear on tightly. They meant business, as did the two soldiers guarding the back. Once the vision ended, Sebastian's eyes opened and he looked to the impatient family.
"There's two soldiers guarding the back, and two in the front," the man noted aloud," it's just as heavily built as we planned on it being."
"Do we all remember the plan?" the girl in the front seat questioned.
"We've had this in mind for a long time," Andie recalled from the back seat," We could never forget it."
"What if this doesn't go right?" he asked the girl in the front," I know it's a shame to always assume the worst, but what if they catch us? Besides, we should be staying home- it's a school night for you, Elizabeth!"
The girl looked back at her crew and saw worriment. She knew they had their doubts just as much as she did. They needed to keep their heads up if this mission was going to work. The girl smiled gently at the man with the tattoo.
"We're going to be okay," she reassured," I have faith that all of us are going to end this mission on a more successful note. I may be the youngest, but I know you three always used your skills to the best of your abilities. That's what Poli used to tell me."
The car went silent for a moment as they drove on. They never forgot about Poli or what she did for the four. Especially Elizabeth. She swore to her mother that she'd do whatever it took to protect her daughter. For years, Poli jumped (and flew) through hoops to keep the young lady safe. Even when her world was fading fast, and all the four had was a will to finish their mission.
The guards stood firmly by the door. They watched the entrance of the hill, checking every vehicle that passed. They would not allow a harmful soul to set foot on their secluded territory. As his eyes scanned the area, the first guard noticed a new car approaching the bend. It was nothing like the cars of the facility, and stood out, even in the night. He slowly walked over, caution in every step. He looked into the window of the front seat with his gun raised, ready for an attack. However, the guard noticed that no one sat in the seat. In fact, it seemed that the entire van had been empty.
"Everything okay, Jack?" the other guard, who stood firmly by the door, questioned.
"We've got a situation," he informed.
As he did so, Sebastian grabbed the guard by the vest and threw him back. The guard tried to ram the end of his gun into the young man's chest, but fell back. He pointed his gun to the young man in the hopes of taking him down. Sebastian closed his eyes as one man became three. One clone ran to the guard that lied on the ground, and the other ran to the second guard.
By now, the other guard had been distracted by the cloning man. His second clone dove for the guard's legs in an effort to take them down. While they battled it out, Elizabeth appeared in the front seat, a soft green glow overcoming her. She hopped out and ran to the front with Andie and Benjamin. The woman knew her job was crucial for the entire plan to work. With much effort, the woman placed her heating hand against the door. The metal slowly melted as he cut a circle through the steel. The dripping, hot metal poured from the new hole, the circle crashing down in front of them.
"I knew you could do it," Elizabeth insisted with a smile," we're gonna need all hands on deck- where's Sebastian?"
Sebastian came back, as his clones came along. They had not yet come together, as much more protection had been inside. He approached them with a smile, and sweat covering his tattoo, and he looked tired. But he would not quit- not when there was so much more to do.
"I've got any guards that are inside," he said,"I'll need to clone myself even more- which means I could need back up."
"I'll have your back," Benjamin insisted.
With that, the two men went off to fight the other guards. They had their plan formulated, as the women ran to the vault. By the time they had reached the place, Benjamin and Sebastian (with his clones) had been watching out for guards. Andie's hands overheated the security system, which short circuited in an instant. Distant sirens blared as the woman worked her magic. The doors jerked open slowly, and they were now allowed into a world of weaponry and high technology.
Elizabeth set foot on the floor, eyes on each gun and mechanical weaponry. Her cold hand slid over even colder weapons. Chills sent down her spine (as they often did) as she watched the room. She had dreamed for months about the beautiful weapons facility that had lived in the Montana hills. The one she saw in her dreams. Noticing security cameras all around, she quickly searched for her weapon of choice. One she had seen from the computers Benjamin hacked into months prior.
"You guys collect anything that's gonna be useful," she slinked through the rows," I'm going to find my weapon."
"You would think, for people who had special powers, that we wouldn't need any fancy guns or explosives," Ben brought up as he picked up a plasma ray.
"Our powers can't always be used without consequences," Andie explained," you know this. If I were to overheat my hands, or Sebastian to have one too many clones, or you to sense too much at once, or even Elizabeth was to manipulate a large group-"
"Even though she still hasn't gotten those kinds of tricks down right."
Elizabeth knew she had not been using the best of her abilities. She had been learning to control them since the family left New York City. Her superhuman powers had been hard to control, and even now she didn't have anything fully under control. The winters had been the hardest, being that her best abilities only came out during the coldest times. She hadn't had much time to train and control these powers, and her knowledge of spells had been kept to a minimum. By the time their mission was over, the group would know much more about the powers their youngest member had.
She swerved through the rows, until she saw the weapon she was looking for. It had been in a secluded part of the facility with its own code and special casing. The blue ball at the end shimmered in the dancing light. Dark grey metal covered the beautiful staff, something she longed for. The girl smiled as she stepped forward, reading the information that had been encased.
"This unnamed Asgardian staff was kept away for safe keeping. It is not to be touched under any circumstances and is to be closed off. In the events of an emergency, keep this item protected, along with any other objects that may be encased."
Asgardian rang a bell to Elizabeth. One of her parents had been from Asgard. She assumed it was her mother, being that Poli and the others hadn't known much about her father. That's how it was with a lot of heroes and villains, she had seen. Even in stories, parents had not been a part of it all. They were raised by outsiders and (at times) dangerous people. She had been part of the lucky ones.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Ben called out, sensing that guards had been all around.
"Yeah," she nodded, grabbing his gun and smashing the end of it into the glass.
It had been the tough glass, that only now had hairline fractures. She hit it once more, and again, and again, watching as the glass had now been cracking all over. With a last blow, glass shattered and the staff was stored behind the girl. The four of them fled to the back door, and slipped off to get their van.
Two back door guards had already been taken down by two Sebastian clones, who morphed together with the original. The group ran, admiring their new weaponry. Elizabeth had been proud that the staff was behind her, their mission on its way to success. When they approached the front, they were stopped by five armed soldiers, and the man they knew as Sergeant Jay Rolland. He angrily stood before them, the four huddling together.
"Hello sirs," Ben nodded," Good night, I suppose."
"You four are on government property," he glared," and it seems you have a bit of our weaponry."
"We need it,sir," Elizabeth brought up," for a-"
"Do you think I was born yesterday?" he laughed, then remained silent," nobody with unauthorized access to our weapons facility is allowed in. So, drop any weapons you have and let's take you where you belong. I'm sure they'll treat you with real respect when you get there!"
Elizabeth glanced to her friends, then to Andie. She nodded and tossed down whatever weaponry they had. Then Sebastian, then Benjamin. The girl grabbed the staff, feeling a cold sensation run down her back. Her skin allowed the winter feeling to spread around, and it didn't bother her. As her hand wrapped around the staff, she made eye contact with Jay. He glared at her, waiting for the staff to be thrown on the top. She knew nothing about its powers or what to do with it. But she had a chance.
Quickly, Elizabeth whipped the weapon out and pointed the ball to the people. Frost covered the ball, and light and frost swept over the group. The girl pulled away after a minute, amazed by the powers that had emerged. Andie and the boys looked to the soldiers and the Sergeant. They had been frozen in ice, weapons still raised. Elizabeth lowered the weapon, looking at her hands. They had blue, with thin markings on her skin.
"I haven't seen this before," she whispered, turning to the others," Have you?"
"It's the markings of gods," Sebastian brought up," we should probably discuss this later."
Elizabeth put the staff on her back, seeing that all returned to normal. She studied her hands as she hopped in the passenger's seat, wondering what true powers the staff could help her gain control of. As they sped away,a young soldier ran out of the building. He saw the mess left for him, and the van that drove down the walkway. He saw the soldiers and the misfortune they had faced. Quickly, he pulled out his phone, and dialed a number. He waited, until he heard a voice.
"Dexter?"
"Hill," he said," we have a situation. Please tell me you can get some of your men down here."
"What's going on?" she asked.
"Ice powers. I come out here and find a bunch of soldiers just frozen in a block of ice. Looks like they got the sergeant too."
"Don't tell me we have to fight Elsa," Maria joked.
"I don't know," Dexter went on,"Something like that- something about this reminds me of an incident, from a long time ago. I think we're gonna need SHIELD to step in."