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Upon arrival at the Avengers Tower, Clint was taken to get his wound treated by Dr. Cho, and Natasha was hot on their trail. Dr. Cho is in the field of bio-engineering, amazingly she can create new flesh. I watched as Thor casually strolled off of the jet with the scepter in a box under his arm.
"Lab's all set up, boss," Maria informed Tony, walking up to us.
"Actually, he's the boss," Tony gestured towards Steve, before adding, "I just pay for everything and design everything and make everyone look cooler," I shook my head and chuckled at his comment, before standing up and walking towards Maria.
"What's the word on Strucker?" Steve asked from behind me.
"NATO's got him," She replied, tablet in hand.
"The two Enhanced?" Steve asked, curious as to know who they were.
"Two?" I questioned confused.
"Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. Twins," Maria handed me the tablet to look at. I started swiping through the videos and pictures in their files. "Orphaned at ten when a shell collapsed their apartment building. Sokovia's had a rough history. It's nowhere special, but it's on the way to everywhere special," I nodded as Steve looked at the tablet while we walked.
"Their abilities?" Steve asked.
I handed him the tablet, so he could take a better look at the files.
"He's got increased metabolism and improved thermal homeostasis. Her thing is neuroelectric interfacing, telekinesis, mental manipulation," Maria explained, but stopped at Steve's confused glance.
"He's fast and she's weird," She said, summing all that up.
"More like he's gorgeous and she's a junior copycat," I commented, which slipped out my mouth. Maria let out a tiny little cough and I could feel Steve's blue orbs on me, judging me. "They couldn't have my abilities, so they created someone else to have them. She was made to specifically fight me," I mused changing the subject, but unsettled by the thought.
"Well, they're gonna show up again," Steve stated.
"Agreed," Maria and I said in unison.
"File says that they volunteered for Strucker's experiments. It's nuts," Maria added.
"Right," Steve agreed, as we got into the elevator. "What kind of monster would let a German scientist experiment on them to protect their country?" Steve asked, raising an eyebrow aiming the topic on himself, but I bit my lip at Steve's comment as it had a double meaning.
Maria tilted her head, "We're not at war, Captain,"
"They are," I answered as the doors closed.
Steve turned and faced me as the elevator descended, "He's gorgeous? Really?" Steve questioned, eyebrow raised.
"What!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up.
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I remove my dirty catsuit and I tossed it onto the floor and take off my undergarments, and I stepped into the shower. I sigh in relief as the hot water hit my back, and I stood there for a few minutes, enjoying it. I grab my shampoo and lather my hair up, and I rinse it out, watching the white bubbles disappear down the drain. I condition my hair, and I reach down for the soap and began scrub myself clean until I was done and stepped out the shower. I slipped on some plain sweats after drying off, I made my way to the lab where Dr. Cho would be doing her work.
"How's he doing?" Bruce asked, as I walked in the room.
"Unfortunately, he's still Barton," Tony answered with a sigh.
"That's terrible," Bruce drawled.
"He's fine. He's just thirsty," Tony explained, Dr. Cho is still checking in on Clint.
Once in the lab, I stood off to the side, watching what Dr. Cho was doing to Clint. He was on a table with an arch above it, and buttons on them.
"You sure he's gonna be okay?" Natasha asked. "Pretending we need this guy really brings the team together," Natasha added smirking.
"There's no possibility of deterioration. The nano-molecular functionality is instantaneous. His cells don't know they're bonding with simulacrum," Dr. Cho explained.
"She's creating tissue," Bruce said, summing that all up while being fascinated by the process.
"If you brought him to my lab, the regeneration cradle could do this in twenty minutes," Dr. Cho stated proudly.
"Oh, he's flatlining. Called it. Time?" Tony joked, walking in with drinks for us and making me roll my eyes.
"No, no I'm gonna to live forever. I'm gonna be made of plastic," Clint said while laughing as Tony handed him a green smoothie.
"Here's your beverage," Tony told us, and passed out the smoothies.
Dr. Cho pressed a few more buttons on the machine, "You'll be made out of you, Mr. Barton. Your own girlfriend won't be able to tell the difference," Dr. Cho reassured him.
I noticed he faintly froze for a moment, "I don't have a girlfriend," Clint countered quickly, and I felt his emotions slightly spike.
He was lying. Clint glanced at me realizing that I was silently analyzing him and gave me a silent plea not to say anything, and I gave him a subtle head nod. He's keeping his personal life a secret and off the grid. In a job like ours, it's better that way.
"That I can't fix," Dr. Cho sighed dramatically. "This is the next thing, Tony. Your clunky metal suits are going to be left in the dust," Dr. Cho stated confidently.
"That is exactly the plan. And, Helen, I expect to see you at the party on Saturday," Tony added, taking another swig of his drink.
"Unlike you, I don't have a lot of time for parties," Dr. Cho said, before looking down at her clipboard. "Will...Thor...be there?" Dr. Cho asked, trying to sound simply curious, but it didn't fool me.
Natasha and I looked at each other before stifling in our laughs.
I looked over to Tony, "Hey, Tony, can we talk?" I asked, making my way out the room. "There's been something I've been meaning to ask you," I added.
"Sure," Tony replied, following me.
I led Tony off to the side, he had been looking a little out of it after we left Sokovia being oddly quiet most of the time. I had to give it up to him though, he was doing a really good job of not showing it to the rest of the team.
"Hey Tony, you okay? You looked kinda freaked, on the quinjet," I whispered, wanting to insure that no one overheard our conversation.
"I'm fine Amara, don't worry about it," He replied with a tight smile, and giving me a little side hug and carried on walking along.
"What happened in the base Tony?" I questioned, walking next to him trying to keep up with his pace.
"Nothing for you to worry about, okay?" Tony answered, shrugging off my question.
"Hey!" I called, and I grabbed Tony's hand and pulling him back to talk to me, but I was pulled into a vision.
I saw girl, who was no older than me put her hands with red energy next to Tony's head and quickly left as quickly as she came. I could see the alien creature that we had battled in New York so many years ago. The creature swam above our heads and the vision shifted to a pile of dead bodies. Many of the people were familiar. It was us. It was the Avengers.
Hulk had spears sticking out of him, dying slowly. Natasha was already dead with a small smile on her face like before she died she went happily. Clint was sitting against a rock dead and below him was Thor bloody as ever. I then turned to see on the other side to see myself covered in blood from head to toe, with a deep purple, greenish bruise around my neck. My face lifeless as ever, reaching for someone. Steve was next to me a with a broken shield. Tony ran over to Steve and checked for a pulse. He jolted awake and grabbed Tony's wrist.
"You could...of saved...us," He said with fear in his eyes and fell back into the dead. His disembodied voice drifting around him. "Why didn't you do more?" The voice echoed and Tony had to look away. He then looked and watched as the Chitauri invaded Earth.
Tony let out a series of small pant. Tony looked up into the sky and saw the portal to earth where the Alien's had attacked. His body went rigid, he lost his team and much sooner his planet.
I gasped as the vision ended, but the vision was still burned into my mind like a photograph.
I exhaled loudly and looked at Tony with widened eyes, "My God, Tony why didn't you-" I began.
"You know, sometimes I hate your powers," Tony interjected bluntly.
"Tony, why didn't you say anything?" I asked, finishing my original question.
"Because, it's not important. It was just illusion, I know what's real," Tony explained, and suddenly pinched me on my right arm.
"Oww!" I yelped, holding the bicep he pinched.
"See, real," Tony pointed out casually.
I shot Tony a small glare, still rubbing tender spot, "Seriously, Tony, I know what fear can do to people. Believe me, I'm an expert on it," I stated, referring to my powers. "Just promise me, you won't do anything rash, alright?" I instructed gently. "Fear can make you do stupid things," I added.
"Who are you Pepper?" Tony asked jokingly.
"Tony!" I urged, wanting a straight answer from him.
"Fine, I promise," Tony responded, raising his hands and feigning surrender. "But, you have to promise me you won't read my emotions," Tony added.
I rolled my eyes, "Fine, I will try not to read your emotions," I promised, crossing my arms.
"I knew I could count on you kid," Tony retorted, as he patted my shoulder and walked away.
AN: Until next time! Hope you liked the chapter! And sorry any grammar or spelling mistakes!