So this my first Avengers fic, I got hooked on the film, but I was already into the comics. I wont make anything from this, no matter how much I wish I could be paid with Jeremy Renner *sigh* No offence is intended either if this doesn't fit into the Avengers world. So this is an AU/Movie-verse, I kinda like to think this as an OC alternative to The Hawks real wife Mockingbird. Who knows? Please read and review, let me know what you think!
The machines beeped around me. It was the first thing I picked up on. The constant and steady beeps. They were extremely loud and startlingly close. Each beep sending a shooting pain through my skull. I tried to reach for my head but my hand wouldn't move, no it couldn't move, something was holding it in place. I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes to the blinding, blurry light. A few blinks later and the blurs slowly turned into a clearer vision. I was laid in a bed, in what appeared to be a private hospital room. The light was dim, but it was still too bright for my eyes. Half closing my eyes from the burning light, I looked around the best I could. Every muscle was aching and as hard as I tried, I was struggling to remember just exactly how I ended up in the bed. My eyes skirted around the room and landed on the rather thick looking restraints on my ankles and wrists. They were the kind you see in horror movies when they strap the crazy people to the beds. Last time I checked, I wasn't crazy. I started to panic slightly as I pulled on them and nothing gave. I was strapped to a bed, in a hospital, with no real memory of why I was there. The panic grew and grew until I was having trouble breathing, soon I was hyper ventilating which quick led to black spots forming in my eyes and finally passing out into the comfort of the darkness. The beeping a distant echo as that oh so comforting blackness took over.
People were screaming from all around, buildings were breaking, mortar and glass fell from high above as people scrambled for shelter. There was a bus full of children and Nun's not far from where I was stood. I knew they needed help, I knew I had to help. I raced over to the bus just as some... some THING crashed into it, denting it. It sent everyone on the bus crashing to the floor. I heard the kids scream in fear and it just made me more resolved to help. The Thing was a... tall grey, creature, a mask on it's face, muscles everywhere. It shook itself off and got to it's feet looking around and seeing me stood there, feet from it.
"Oh shit." I cursed softly not moving, my eyes glancing to the bus behind the creature where the Nun's had pulled the children away from the window, but they were all so terrified. This creature, this Thing, it looked at me and started to stalk towards me, letting out an unearthly screech. "Double shit." I said, standing my ground. I should have run, I should have been one of the masses running for shelter. I glanced at the bus of children and I knew I couldn't leave. My thinking was if this Thing was coming at me, it gave the kids a chance to get away. The creature let out another screech as it stalked closer to me. It was pissed and I was still standing perfectly still. I had no idea what to do, but I knew I just had to wait until it was within reach of me. The creature reached out it's hand towards me and I jumped back, feeling the air pass my face as I jumped. The creature let out another pissed off screech and started to run towards me. "Ok that wasn't part of the plan." I said trying to figure out a clear route away from the bus and staying out of the reach of the Thing, two things which were extremely difficult.
I started to run backwards, keeping the creature in my sights when I stumbled on some mortar, falling onto my backside. I saw a couple of the Nun's faces in the window of the bus, the fear they held, the worry. I smirked at the Nun's, trying to let them know it would be ok. I had no idea if it would be, but they didn't need to see that. "Well Flynn, it's been a good life..." I said deadpan as the creature covered the final few feet between me and it. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. This is it- I thought.
The beeps pulled me back into the room, back to the panic. I opened my eyes slightly as I heard two voices talk in the room. One was a deep, commanding voice asking questions and barely waiting for answers as the other more gentle voice tried to respond.
"So Doctor, any change?" The harsher voice asked as I opened my eyes just enough to make out the guy was tall, dark skinned and bold. He was dressed in black head to toe. The way he stood, gave me the impression he was military. He had his back to me, which helped. He was partially blocking me from the second man in the room.
"She's showing signs of improvement." The 'Doctor' a shorter man, with shaggy brown hair, round glasses and a purple shirt answered. "But we still don't know what damage the Tesseract has done." He admitted looking at some notes in his hand.
"It's been nearly three weeks now Doctor, we need more answers." The other man barked, letting out a heavy sigh. It was clear he was frustrated with the situation.
"I am aware of that Fury, but it's not that simple." The doctor tried to explain softly.
"Why isn't it?" Fury, the more aggressive man asked sharply.
"Because she isn't reacting normally." A third voice answered plainly. I couldn't see the third man, because he was stood in the doorway, which Fury was blocking.
"And what exactly is normal in this situation? Would you mind explaining that to me?" Fury asked turning to the other man. Not reacting normally? Tesseract? What the hell is that? Where the hell am I? And three weeks? Three weeks since what? The questions flooded my mind as I struggled to make sense of what the three men were talking about. The questions brought the darkness flooding back. It's warmth and solitude dragged me back under; and if I was honest, the darkness wasn't half as scary as the light.
The city was as busy as always as we walked down the pavement. Everyone was busy shopping, or heading to meetings. New York was always busy and it amazed me how the place just didn't fall apart with the amount of activity going on.
"So, I need a drink." Helen announced looking at me, her hazel eyes glinting in the sunlight. Helen was my only friend, and yes I realise how pathetic that sounds but just let me explain. Two years ago I woke in a Manhattan hospital with 75% brain damage to my long term memory. I had no idea who I was before I woke in the hospital. I had been caught up in the Hulk attack that levelled half a university campus. When I was found under two cars, the only ID I had on me, was burnt in two with the name Flynn remaining. No one could find any record of me and I became just another Jane Flynn. Helen was a nurse who helped with my rehab and I ended up becoming good friends with her. I worked along side her in the hospital helping others with brain damage.
"You just had a drink." I sighed as we walked. It was regular thing for us, ten minutes after drinking Helen always wanted another.
"Yeah, but I'm pregnant, and I want another drink." Helen said patting her stomach. She was seven months and we met up once a week for drinks and chat while she was on maternity leave. Her maternity dress swayed as she walked, her bump proudly showing.
"Fine, but if you need to pee in ten minutes, I'm not going with you." I joked as we headed towards a bar.
"I think we should sneak into Stark Towers." Helen laughed as we caught sight of the massive building. It had been all over the news for it's green energy thing. Something to do with an Arch Reactor, but I didn't pay too much attention to Stark Industries. The guy always struck me as a bit of a jerk. Self centred billionaire really.
"You just want us to get kicked out of Stark Towers lobby. Since you became pregnant, you've got a wicked side." I laughed shaking my head as Helen tried to make her most innocent face. Since she got hormonal we had been kicked out of pretty much every high class, important building in New York. It was like some strange badge of honour for her.
As we walked down the street a man appeared from thin air. He was in some crazy costume, big gold horns, green cloak, a gold staff and black hair. He looked like he was another street performer so I took little notice as he searched the crowd. He looked over at me and Helen and pushed past people to stand in front of us, making us stop dead.
"Yes, yes. Just what I was looking for." He said looking straight at me. I rolled my eyes looking from him to Helen.
"You remember the last street performer who stopped us?" I asked Helen plainly.
"You mean the one that ended up in hospital with a broken nose?" Helen smirked looking at the man in front of us.
"Yeah him." I smiled turning back to the guy who didn't move.
"I am not a simple jester for your amusement." The man said distastefully. "And you will aid me." He said reaching his staff out to me. I grabbed it in one hand and held it firm.
"Hey buddy what do you think you're doing?!" Helen cried as people around us slowed and started to stare. Though this is New York, so unless it's happening to someone famous, people generally don't help.
"This." The guy said pushing harder on the staff tapping it to my chest. I gasped as I felt like my veins were on fire and my heart was about to explode. The man moved the staff back with a satisfying grin. "Excellent." He said grinning at me. My ears were ringing and I thought I was going to pass out when I heard Helen's voice, pulling me back from the brink a steep drop into the abyss.
"Are you ok?" Helen asked checking on me as the pain disappeared. I took a moment to mentally check myself.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I think." I said feeling myself as the pain died away.
"Well that wasn't suppose to happen." The man said with a small frown on his face. Clearly my reaction wasn't what he had planned for. "What are you?" He asked squinting at me, with a look that felt like he could see into my soul.
"Angry." I said glaring at the man who just let out a small huff and shook his head. A small creepy smile crossing his lips.
"Never mind, I will find others." He nodded before disappearing right in front of our eyes.
"What- the hell?!" Helen cried out looking for some explanation for how he vanished.
"Hell, Helen... calm down." I said softly, grabbing her shoulder and making her look at me.
"But... what the hell did he do to you? And what did he mean, what are you?" Helen asked looking at me like I knew. I shrugged trying to act casual about it all. I didn't want to freak Helen out, just because I was freaking out inside.
"Let's... Let's just go for that drink, yeah?" I asked trying to shrug the whole thing off. Helen stood there for a few seconds watching me before nodding. We set back off towards the café when suddenly people were screaming and explosions were going off. I looked up and there was a dark cloud in the sky with things falling through. My stomach turned and I knew it was bad news. "Go, get out of the city." I said grabbing Helen by the shoulders.
"Flynn, you need to come with me." Helen cried out, taking my hands in hers and pleading with me.
"No, just get out of here Helen. Stay off the street, go on the subway, just getting out here." I said as people started to head towards us screaming. "Please take care of you and bump. Get out here!" I cried out pushing her away as something flew overhead.
"Flynn." Helen pleaded with tears in her hazel eyes.
"Go please! Stay safe!" I begged backing away from her. I tried to smile, but honestly I was as scared as she was.
"What are you going to do?!" Helen cried out, pushing the people blocking her view of me.
"Help get people out of here! I'll be fine! I'll call you when I get out, now go look after yourself! Go!" I cried as Helen took one last look at me and ran.
This time my eyes shot open as I tried to breathe in as much air as my lungs would let me. The memory was still fresh in my mind as I saw someone watch me. The room was dimly lit but I could see him easily. He was sat in the chair next to my bed.
"Hey, hey take it easy." The man said softly. He wasn't the doctor from before, nor Fury and definitely wasn't the third voice. He had short dirty blonde hair and grey eyes. He was wearing black combats and a black t-shirt. There was something familiar about him, but I didn't know his name. I took a few more breathes and calmed down. I glanced to my wrists and I was still tied to the bed.
"Am I crazy?" I asked softly, nearly coughing out the last word. The guy brought a cup of water up to my lips and let me take a sip. "Thanks." I said in a clearer voice.
"You're welcome." The guy said sitting back down in the chair by my bed. "How are you feeling?" He asked softly. His face showed real concern for how I was. It was nice that total strangers cared about me.
"You didn't answer me." I stated, watching him shrug casually.
"Do you feel crazy?" He asked folding his arms over his chest. There was a hint of a smirk on his face.
"Well... no." I stated, then paused, remembering the dreams I was having. "Pretty sure whatever drugs I'm on are giving me the crazies though." I added plainly, sighing softly.
"Why?" He asked leaning forward, looking confused. The expression on his face, the confused look. For a split second, all the right dots connected in my mind and I knew that I knew him from somewhere.
"I... do I know you?" I asked softly. The confusion plastered all over my own face matching his expression.
"We've met before." The guy answered not phased by my sudden change in topic. His face fell back into neutral and the dots broke apart again.
"When?" I asked confused. I tried to remember but it hurt my head to think about anything but the present.
"A month ago now." He stated sitting back in the chair again, folding his arms over his chest again.
"A month..." I yawned as a wave of exhaustion washed over me. "A whole freaking month... and I'm, I'm still tired." I yawned a couple more times as my eyelid drooped. A small chuckle from the guy in the chair bounced around my head, like a warm blanket on a cold day, as I slipped back into the darkness yet again.
This is it. Then I heard a noise, a wet th-wick noise and I opened my eyes. The creature was on the floor, bleeding, or what I hoped was bleeding, from it's neck with an arrow sticking out. I looked around as a man raced over to me. He had a bow and arrow, shooting at other creatures as I scrambled to my feet. His black combats were covered in dust and dirt, his top decorated with blood from the creatures.
"Thanks Robin Hood." I joked as he stopped in front of me. He was taller then me, with short mucky blonde hair and grey eyes. He smirked at me and looked surprisingly calm about all the creatures destroying the city.
"You need to get out of here, it's not safe." He stated, constantly looking around for other creatures. I rolled my eyes as he looked around.
"Yeah, I gathered that." I said giving the creature a good kick to the head. "Stupid thing." I muttered and looked up to see the guy smirking at me. "What?" I asked innocently. He took a moment to keep smirking at me before he shook his head answering me,
"Nothing. You can get down 4th, it's clear, then take-" I held my hand up cutting him off mid-sentence. "What?" He asked confused.
"Behind you is a bus full of kids and Nun's, I'm helping them out of here." I said jogging over to the bus, leaving Robin Hood stood in shock. As I jogged over to the bus I heard more arrows being released and some more creatures dropping to the floor dead. As I reached the door of the bus Robin Hood reached me.
"Yeah Tony, I've got a little issue. Just helping getting some people off the street. Yeah, then I'll meet back up with you all. Ten minutes tops." The guy said pressing his ear, before sighing and looking at me. "You shouldn't be out here, it's dangerous." He grumbled at me.
"Help me with this door." I said taking one half of the doors.
"Are you even listening?" He asked taking the other. He looked a mixture of annoyed and impressed.
"Yes, but I'm not leaving them here." I said as we both pulled on the doors opening it.
"Oh thank God you're ok Miss." One of the Nun's said as she led the kids off the bus. "We were praying for you. You were so brave." She said as the kids filed out. All the them looking a mixture of shock and awe at me and Robin Hood.
"It's nothing sister, really. You just need to get these kids out of here. This gentleman here will give you directions." I said holding the door as the last of the Nun's climbed off. Robin Hood gave them directions as the final Nun climbed off.
"We wont forget you child, what's your name?" The first Nun asked turning to me.
"Flynn, now sister, go." I said ushering the group off the street and in the same direction Robin Hood had tried to make me go. As soon as they were clear, I looked around.
"What do you think you're doing?" Robin Hood asked firing off another arrow.
"Making sure everyone's out of here." I replied with a small smile.
"Get out of here, Flynn." He said looking at me plainly.
"Come on Robin Hood, I'm just trying to help." I explained softly, trying to look as innocent as I could.
"You don't understand how dangerous this is." He said shooting again. I opened my mouth to argue when the burning feeling in my veins started again. I gasped out as Robin Hood turned to me, a worried expression crossing his face. "Flynn? Hey, you ok?" He rushed to my side as I wobbled. The world spinning way too fast for my liking.
"Been better." I tried to joke as the shooting burning fire rushed from the tip of my head to the tip of my toes. "Help me." I gasped as the pain continued to get worse and I looked at my hands, my veins turning a glowing blue as everything faded to black.
So what did you all think? Please review and let me know if I should continue!
