Ok. So, this is the second chapter. Hope you liked the first one and sorry if the Wait's been torture for you readers.

I woke to the sound of knocking on my door.

"What?!" I managed to mumble.

"We need to talk Kim." It was a guy. I had no idea who it was.

"Who is this first and foremost?" I asked as I got out of bed and started to get changed.

"Director Fury." Shoot, "And I expect you have questions that need answering."

I opened the door, "Yes I do. Why was I sent here?"

"We need your talents in healing. We know about your hidden talents."

"Talents?" I asked. Shocked was an understatement.

"We know how athletic, stealthy and strong you can be." Fury answer, "And Tony and Pepper think you'll be an asset to the team."

"What team?"

"You'll be meeting them now. Let me see, head to the gym and the lab. Tony'll be hear some when and I hear you met Natasha during your tour.'

"Is she the red head? The one that goes by Black Widow."

"Yes. Now, if there's anything else you want to ask, I'll be in my office." With that Fury, who must love

the colour black, left me to my thoughts...

I walked away from my room. My legs took me through the silent corridors. I turned a right. There was a room. It was big and the sound of punching echoed. I entered. There was a man who I ignored. He was punching a punch bag. There was a practice dummy on the other side of the room. I walked up to it. I took of my jacket and chucked it on the floor. There was a weapon stand. I took a sword out its sheath and checked it's weight. It was balanced.I got into position, and started to attack the dummy. I had fencing practice when I was ten. I was kicked out the club. I couldn't keep the rules. But, now, on this dummy, I was swinging, jabbing, cutting. Just letting my weapon do all the talking. I could sense something. Anger. I looked over to the guy in the room, the punch bag was on the floor, it's filling everywhere. I put the sword back, picked up my jacket, and walked over to the man. He heard my footsteps. He turned round.

"Excuse me, sir. I'm Kim Stark. I'm, uh, supposed to be meeting members of my team. Are you okay? I, er, sensed anger when I was having some sword practice."

"Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you m'am." He held out his hand.

"No one has called me m'am. So, please, call me Kim. So, if I'm not mistaken, you're Captain America." I took his hand. The slightest touch caused my heart to miss a beat.

"Yeah. Do you know someone called Howard Stark?"

"Yeah. He's my grandfather. Never met him. Dad goes on about him sometimes. Not as much as he used to." I said. I made the mistake of looking up. His sky blue eyes were filled with innocence. They were mesmerising and I quickly became lost in the orbs.

"I hear you're part of the team Kim. Is that true?" He asked.

"Apparently so." Keep calm, Kim. Keep ya cool. "I have no idea what's so special about me. I just know a lot about fatal wounds, some history, and I have patience."

"Well, I don't care what your talents are. I have a strong suspicion that you'll be a great soldier."

"Really? Because no one has ever said that to me. Mainly because I was kicked out of this fencing club. And-"

"I saw you attacking that dummy. With more practice you'll be virtually unstoppable." He smiled. "I need to see Dr. Banner in the lab. Coming? You might need a check up."

"I need to go up anyway. Need to have tests. Great." I said 'great' with sarcasm.

We left and started talking about ourselves. He told me about Peggy, and what he was like before the supersoldier serum. He even talked about his friend, Bucky. I knew how he felt. To lose a friend like that. James joined the Armed forces. I had lost him forever when he was on his way home. There was a suicidal maniac and he destroyed the plane. Literally. So, I told him about my childhood, my brother and my names.

"Why do have so many names for yourself? Why do people call you them?"

"All my nicknames are for my personalities or abilities."

"But why?"

"Well, I get called phantom because I can come and go quickly, sneakily and no one ever sees me. Justicar, because, I don't know actually. I think it's because I like to help people and make the world a better place." I looked up at Steve. Again. Why was I just looking at him and no one else? What was wrong with me? Could it be...? Nah. "I think they just see something special in me. Maybe a talent that I don't know about."

"Possibly. It's not impossible. But why Boudicca?"

"Well, I guess it's because I can, depending on the situation, have a short temper and I lash out. Boudicca was a Celtic queen. When of the Iceni tribe in England. She was known for her power in battle and she loved to fight." I smiled, "But, you don't want to know why I get called Aphrodite?"

"Named after the Greek Goddess of love. I can see the resemblance. You're beautiful. And you shine. The end."

"Close enough I guess. So, um, why do you need to see a doctor?"

"Check ups. Tests. The usual. You?"

"The usual. And I need to get to him. Team member. That kinda stuff. So, yeah, I guess that counts as the usual." I yawned. I was so tired. I just wanted to...Keep yourself together girl. You barely know him. i thought. We came up to a room. it was big and it looked like a lab and a clinic. Steve knocked on the door.

"Come in." A voice called. I gingerly opened the door, not knowing what to expect. Sat in a chair was a man. He was wearing a purple shirt, jeans and some shoes. Couldn't see them though, under the table, "Ah, . I'm . Nice to meet you."

"Please. Call me Kim. Everyone else does." I said as I walked over and looked around the room, "Nice room."

"Yes it is. And I see you've met ."

"Banner, call me Steve." Steve's voice made me jump. I had no idea that he came in behind me and closed the door. I was lost in my own thoughts.

"Take a seat." Bruce said gesturing towards two chairs in front of his desk. If Steve wasn't in the room, I would've walked right into the desk. He put his hands on my shoulders and guided me to the closest chair. I came back to the present.

"Leather seats." I said, "Cool."

"Yes, well. Let's take some blood." I held out my arm, "Welcome to the team Kim. It's nice to have a young lady who knows to look after herself and knows a thing or two about meds." There was a sharp pain as he started taking my blood, "Does this hurt at all?"

"Nope. And thanks for the compliment... I think."

Banner laughed, "There is truth in that statement. Okay, almost finished. Just another two bottles to fill."

"Bottles?" I asked.

"Don't worry. They're small."

"Phew." I said.

"So, how did you end up being here?" Banner asked.

"Tony sent me up here." I laughed, "Okay, okay. Well, according to Director Fury, it's to do with my talents. i have made many names for myself you know?"

"Certainly." He changed bottles over. one more to fill, "How are you and Steve getting on?"

"I only met ten minutes ago. But I think we're going to be friends." I looked at Steve.

"Yeah. Possibly. But, as she said, it's too early to say for sure." He looked at me then down at his hand, "Um, Kim, if you're tying to break my hand, it's not working."

I looked at my hand. Why was I holding Steve's hand? What was happening?, "Oh, uh, sorry. I, um-ow!"

"Sorry Kim. There you go. I will call you when I get the results back." Banner smiled, "Oh and call me Bruce."

I stood, hoping that my cheeks weren't as red as thought. I could feel the heat rush to them and my heart was pounding so fast I could hear it. I bit my bottom lip.

"Before you go Kim, how would you feel meeting me at the cafeteria?" Steve asked.

"Sure. Meet you there then." I said thank you to Bruce, bye to Steve and left the room. Returning to my room. I sat down on my bed and smiled to myself. Why, I have no idea. But I had an idea of what was going to happen.

Sorry for the shortish chapter. But, It's getting late and i'm tired. and i have school tomorrow. so, sorry.