Looking at the night skyline of New York I shoved my checklist into my pocket, watch the cops pull the other criminal away in handcuffs from atop a building. I smiled to know that the real killer would be placed behind bars, and an incident man would be set free.
Smiling, I thrust out my hand and generated my own worn hole, only about my height. I stepped through and entered my room. Taking off my uniform. AKA a black turtleneck, blue tights, and deep grey combat boot I replaced the laces on to be bright blue. I picked up my phone as I wiped away the blue eyeshadow that was smeared across my eyes. I tilted my head seeing that I had a missed call from Natasha a few minutes ago.
Placing the phone to my ear as the call rang, she answered and her voice came through, "I need your help with something." Fear creeping into me, Natasha was a badass, if she need me, a rookies help, this was bad.
"Yeah, What do you need?" I question my mind going through several ideas of what this might be about.
"You Haven't seen the news lately," After A moment of silence an audible sigh came from the other end. "Turn in the news, literary any channel should be covering it." I did as instructed, making sure that the volume was low. It was past midnight, and my parents didn't know about my, extracurricular activities.
As I did so, my eyes stayed glued to the story, a bomb at a UN Meeting, several already confirmed dead. The first suspect was captured and then escaped government holding, He was James Buchanan Barnes.
I pulled the phone back to my ear, "Where do you need me." I said, grabbing the clothes I had guest gotten off.
"DC… And Mari, don't worry about your suit, I told Stark that I was bringing someone, and he is already making you a suit." At first I smiled at the Idea, Mr. Tony Stark would be making me a suit. That my attention changed, rapidly.
"You told him about me?!" I small stir of panic erupted from my stomach. When I told Natasha what I was doing, find truths and bring people getting away with awful things to justice, she agreed to keep my secret, and I trusted her with that.
"No, I only told him your size and what you were looking for, that is it. And of course that whatever it was, there had to be blue." I smiled, the blue wasn't only because of the tattoos anymore. I wore more blue for Natasha, the past months she had been like a second mother to me, helping and training me.
"Well, thank you. But could you be more specific in where you need me in DC, it is kind of a huge city." I joked a little bit.
"The CIA Headquarters, 2430 E St NW, Washington, DC. If that helps." I took in a deep breath, grabbing the black bomber jacket that I had adopted and putting on my boots. I created another wormhole, and stepping thru.
When I got to the other side, I found a least a dozen guns pointed at me. I raise my hands, letting out a quiet laugh. "Uh, my friend Natasha told me to come here… You know, The Black Widow, the living impersonation of the word Badass." I smile when I spotted the woman I was talking about approsh the group of presumed CIA agents that had surrounded me.
"Lower your Weapons she is right, I asked her to come here." I smiled, she walked in front of me giving me a little more of a glare. "I thought you would teleport outside the building and than walk in, like a regular person."
I shrugged, "If I haven't been to the place before, or have direct coordinates it's kind of a free for all." I relaxed, I had only had my powers for a little while, I wasn't a master at them, yet.
"Ok. Come on, I need to fill you in, and than we are heading to Germany." She said oh-so calmly and started to walk away.
"Germany… Did you not hear me complaining about that midterm paper coming up." I whined, knowing it would get me nowhere, but still wanting to try.
She turned back to me with a playful smile. "That is really what your mind in on, you should be more focused that I am going to have you possibly fight a rogue Captain America." Mine and hers smile's dropped.
"I really had faith that you liked me, and you know, didn't want me to die." There was no response, so I only fowled the woman to god knows were. And hopefully it wasn't to my death.