Melody
I was restrained to a cool metal table, with all kinds of sharp needles hooked into my arms. Beside me standing a few feet away were men in white lab coats. They wrote on their clipboards, pleased with the results they were getting so far. "Increase the power by 30%," ordered the head scientist.
Suddenly the needles went ice cold as it injected a chilly liquid into my blood streams, turning them practically into ice. I screamed loudly as the scientists wrote more things down, not one bit concerned about my wellbeing. "Turn it up to 95%," he commanded, scribbling furiously. "But sir," another scientist protested, " No test subject has ever survived-" .
"I said do it now!" the other scientist scrambled around to the command center and pushed a level down further. The icy liquid suddenly felt as if it were raw ice, forcing its way into my body. The pain was unbearable, I wept and screamed for them to stop, but they ignored me.
"Turn it all the way to full power!" he ordered, this time he placed down his clipboard and watched me struggle against the restraints and scream.
He smiled maliciously, "that's it girl, you can do it! You'll make me super rich..."
All of a sudden the room went quiet, and I felt a burst of first hot energy flow into my body. I wailed in agony, then blacked out...
I woke up and frantically looked around. I was still on the comfy couch in the ridiculously lavish room on the plane, heading to god knows where. I let out a sigh of relief and sat up, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes with the palms of my hands.
"Sleeping Beauty's finally awake!" Stark said as he strolled into the room. I scowled at the nickname, causing him to chuckle. "We're almost back to the tower," he informed me as he sat down in a plush looking red recliner across the room.
I gave him a confused look, "What's the tower?"
"The Avengers Tower?" he clarified slowly, raising an eyebrow at me, "It's where the guys and I live at. You know the Avengers?"
I shook my head, " I'm sorry, I've never heard of the Avengers before, who are they? A music group, or something?"
He appeared to be dumbfounded with my response. "You seriously have never heard of the Avengers?" he demanded, shaking his head slowly.
I felt the confused look on my face turn sour, "Well you don't really hear any outside news when you are locked in a cell for the last 5 years..." I replied coolly.
"Yeah..." Tony said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "I guess you wouldn't have..."
"So what is it?" I prompted. "Why am I going there?"
"You were saved by the Avengers," Tony informed her. "We aren't a music group, but I bet we be a damn good one."
He looked at me expectantly, probably expecting a laugh because of his humor, but I honestly didn't have it in me to laugh.
This is where the conversation got kind of awkward. Neither of us really knew what to say, and I was pretty sure that Tony wasn't used to people not being familiar with him. He also struck me as the person who wasn't able to stand awkward silences. I was so right.
"You'll love it at the tower!" he blurted out suddenly, proving me right. It was funny enough for a faint smile to come to my face. He must have taken that as a sign to keep going, "There's tons of things for you to do, there's a swimming pool, some gaming consoles, a bunch of movies you can watch, and a gymnasium too! You'll hardly ever get bored!" he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head with his hand as he finished. He perked up slightly as he remembered one last thing,"Also Pepper fixed up one of the rooms for you, and its right next to Natasha's."
I met his gaze and murmured a thank you, unsure of what else to say. All I wanted to know was why everyone was being so nice.
"Ten minutes until we land," said a muscular man with blond hair and blue eyes as he strolled in. He paused as soon as he saw me.
"Capt, meet Melody, Mel this is Captain Spangles," Tony said, a small smirk on his face, causing the Captain to roll his eyes.
"Nice to meet you Melody, I'm Steve Rogers," he said as he stuck his hand out for me to shake.
"Likewise Steve...sorry I don't like to touch other people, or vice versa..." I told him, balling my hands tightly into fists in my lap.
Tony glanced at me weirdly as Steve awkwardly retracted his hand and sat down on the couch across from me.
I looked out the window behind me and silently gasped from the view of the Empire State Building.
"Haven't you seen New York before?" Tony asked watching me with interest, as I fully turned around and glanced down below at New York.
"Only in pictures...and only briefly when my parents had a concert in New York City..." I blurted out. Damn it! I wasn't suppose to mention them! Tony, don't you fucking dare ask any questions...
"Speaking of which where are your-" Tony began
"I don't want to talk about it," I said swiftly cutting him off.
"Is there anything you do want to talk about?" he demanded, sounding a bit impatient...good.
I scowled. "The weather," I replied sarcastically, turning back around and sitting down properly on the couch.
Steve snorted, a slight smile appearing on his face.
I felt the plane tip forward and I clutched the onto the arm of the couch as the plane slowly descend onto a huge rooftop.
"Ahhh tower sweet tower," sighed Tony as he got up and headed towards the exit. I got up and followed Steve and Tony off of the plane and onto the rooftop of the previously mentioned tower.
A woman with strawberry blonde hair and slightly tanned skin greeted us at the bottom of the ramp.
Tony smiled nervously as we stood in front of the lady.
"Hey Pep," he said, probably trying to sound innocent, as he leaned in for a kiss.
She scowled and stepped to the side. "I'm still upset with you mister!"
Sensing a small spat, Steve and Banner quickly walked away from the airplane and into a set of doors on the opposite side of the roof.
I stood there awkwardly as Tony pouted. The lady, who I assumed I be the one and only Pepper, turned to me with a kind smile.
"Hi I'm Pepper Potts! I'm the CEO of Stark Industries,"
"Just the CEO?" Tony muttered, actually sounding hurt.
Pepper shot him another glare as she extended her hand. I stepped back, wrapping my hands behind my back.
"Nice to meet you Pepper, I'm Melody,"
She looked somewhere between hurt and confused.
"Don't worry, Capsicle got the same treatment as you. She does not like anybody touching her." Tony explained while pulling out his phone.
I gave a slight nod of affirmation.
Lowing her hand, she gave me another warm smile.
"That's quite alright. Tony here doesn't like to be handed things,"
Unexpectedly a huge gust of wind came out from nowhere and being the klutz I am, I stumbled and started to fall over. Two pairs of hands caught me, saving me from some nasty scrapes.
Pepper gasped, "God, you're freezing!" she quickly took off her coat and wrapped it around me, ushering me inside of the building.
"Tony why didn't you take her inside as soon as you got here?! She's as cold as ice!" Pepper chastised, leading us inside and into an elevator.
"I didn't know she was cold!" Tony said defensively.
That didn't seem to cut it for Pepper. Poor Tony; Pepper was not cutting him any slack.
I was suddenly aware of Pepper rubbing her hands over my arms.
"Um Pepper I'm fine," I stated, feeling on edge.
Tony watched me intently as I shrugged off her coat and handed it back to her.
"Nonsense! You feel like an ice cube and last time I checked, you can get hyperthermia from being as cold as an ice cube," chided Pepper, as she moved forward to wrap her coat around me once more. Instinctively, I balled my fists tightly on my sides.
All of a sudden, Tony grabbed one of my hands and I jerked my hand back, trying to get out of Tony's grasp.
"Easy kid, I'm not going to hurt you," Tony assured me, backing away slightly.
" Tony! Let go of her! Can't you see she's uncomfortable?" Pepper snapped.
Tony reluctantly let go of my wrist, and I moved backwards, crouching in the corner, just as a thin layer of ice crawled up my arms. From there, the ice slowly started to encase the walls of the elevator.
"Damn it not again," I murmured panickedly, trying to take small breaths to prevent the ice from spreading any further.
Pepper and Tony moved closer to me, both looked worried.
"Hey, calm down, no one's going to hurt you." Tony said as he kneeled down in front of me.
I gazed up at him, not knowing what to say.
"Sweetie, it's okay, everything's going to be alright. Let's just take a few deep breaths and go get a nice cup of tea," soothed Pepper.
I paused and looked to Pepper and back to Tony. "I'm sorry," I whispered, slowly getting up. Waving my hand towards the ice, I tried to focus on preventing it to spread to the door. The ice only slowed down, still moving against the walls.
I sighed, frustrated and waved my hand back and forth over an existing patch of ice. As I waved my hand over the ice, a new layer would form.
"I can't stop the ice!"I said starting to get upset again. Just then, small delicate flakes of snow fell lightly from the ceiling of the elevator.
Well that's new...
Thankfully the elevator stopped and the doors slid open.
Pepper swiftly wrapped an arm around me, despite the chilliness that I was radiating.
"How about we go get that nice hot cup of tea?" Pepper suggested in a soothing tone, slightly rubbing small comforting circles on my arm. She guided me from the elevator and walked us through to what appeared to be the living room and to the kitchen.
Pepper released me and walked over to towards the cabinets, where she took out a small red kettle and a basket filled with a variety of tea bags.
I sat down in one of the plush stools at the breakfast bar. Glancing behind me, I was relieved to find no traces of snow or ice.
"Sorry about Tony," Pepper sighed as she walked over to the sink and filled the small red kettle with water. "As much as I love that man, he can be a real pain in the side sometimes."
I gave her a slight smile in response, not really wanting to talk.
"What kind of tea do you prefer?" she asked me, listing off a bunch of different types of tea, as she set the kettle on the stove.
"Just a normal cup of tea please," I replied, laying my head in my arms.
I watched her get out four mugs and walk over to the coffee machine.
"Jarvis may you please start the coffee pot?"
"Right away Ms. Potts," a British voice replied. Almost immediately, a green light flashed on the machine. A small whir emitted from the machine followed bt the sound of coffee brewing.
Pepper set down two mugs next to the black coffee pot and the remaining two next to the kettle.
"Is that coffee I smell?"
Natasha breezed into the kitchen, Clint trailing closely behind her.
"Pepper I knew there was a reason I liked you," Natasha joked lightly, smacking Clint's hand away from the coffee pot. Natasha poured herself a cup of coffee as she glared at Clint.
I couldn't help but grin slightly at the scene before me.
"I try," Pepper says with a smile as she sits down next to me.
"So what's your favorite color Melody?" she asks me trying to keep things light.
I pondered for a second, "Blue, all different shades of blue, maybe purple...beachy colors are nice too..." Images of a sandy white coastal shore invaded my mind.
"So what is your favorite color?" I asked her, keeping the conversation flowing.
"Definitely red," she replied.
"Red as in the color of my Iron Man suits," announced Tony, as he breezed into the kitchen with a grin plastered all over his face.
Pepper shot Tony a look, "You're not the only superhero with the color red. Last time I checked, Steve has the color red in his suit as well."
Tony's grin vanished from his face. Natasha and Clint continued to drink their cups of coffee, amused smirks visible on their faces.
The tea kettle started to whistle loudly, which snapped Tony out of his silent state. Pepper got up and walked over to the stove.
"But he wears a spangley spandex suit!" Tony protested, as he followed her.
"Handsome men in spandex? What's not to like?" she turned off the stove and poured the hot water into the cups, letting the tea bags soak in the steaming water.
"I completely agree with you Pepper," Natasha affirmed, continuing to sip her coffee and read the newspaper.
Clint paused at her words and lowered his mug, giving Natasha a questioning stare.
Natasha looked up at Clint, meeting his gaze.
"What?"
Clint ignored her and looked towards Tony.
"Stark, I have a feeling that we have a job to do... One involving a certain patriotic man we both know..."
Tony nodded his head, "I believe we do Katniss...lets roll,"
Clint shot Tony a look, "Don't call me Katniss, tin can man," Tony smirked him and they both strolled out of the room, with looks of mischeif on their faces...
Natasha rolled her eyes, then continued to read the newspaper as Pepper finished making the tea.
"Here you go!" she said warmly as she brought the two cups of tea over, setting them down on the counter in front of me.
"Thank you," I said gratefully, picking the mug up and carefully taking small sips. The hot cup of tea was heavenly. I instantly relaxed and felt at at ease.
Pepper sat down next to me and took a few sips from her cup.
Natasha refolded the newspaper and set it down on the counter, and walked over to us, sitting in the empty stool next to Pepper.
"Poor Steve," Pepper said turning towards Natasha, "hopefully Tony and Clint won't cause him too much trouble,"
"Well knowing them, Steve would be fortunate to have his suit still red white and blue," said Natasha.
They continued their conversation while I zoned out. The first thing to pop in my mind was Tony. Why did he want me to stay with him? I would only cause problems...the elevator incident definitely proved that.
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