So there is no excuse for the time it took for me continue this. So here it is I changed the font size and line spacing for those of you reading on a computer my apologies.
DISCLAIMER:I don't own anything in the Spiderman Franchise or Andrew Garfield… Although I wish I did *Swoons*
Chapter 4: In Which Maxine Meets Your Friendly Neighborhood Liquor Store Cashier
Why in the world was I wet?! (A/N no not in that way kids get yo minds outta the gutter) I thought. My body was slowly catching up to the idea that I was extremely wet and evidently cold. So cold that my body was shaking due to tremors that would encompass me every two seconds. My head went into hyper drive, and I used my senses to their greatest potential. My older brother Scott would always tell me stories of ordinary people who under dire circumstances preformed extreme, almost impossible tasks. My heart ached a little for him. He would be doing collegy things right now, and he wouldn't even know that his little sister was missing until June of next year. I felt a warm tear, stain my blindfolds. Wherever I was, and wherever the crazy psycho that is Jarrod is, I needed to free myself and get away. Where? I had no clue. But as far away from this spot as possible sounded like a promising idea. After all my little revelations I realized that my hands were tied in front of me so I slowly felt around my head for the knot that the little bastard had tied. Once I pried it off my face my other senses went off also. It was obviously raining and I heard loud sounds of traffic. I strained to sit up every bone in my body aching, and I brought the cable ties that were restraining my hands to my mouth and started to bite into them. I looked around it was nighttime and it seemed Jarrod the asshat plopped me in some random alley way. I worked faster not wanting to be a victim of some random crazy hobo, so I slowly but surely undid my hands and got up to standing. That in itself was a hard task also seeing how my feet were also tied. But I used my hands and almost toppling over I made my way over to a nearby dumpster hoping to find a piece of glass. I didn't have to go too far because I found remnants of a beer bottle near the dumpster. I stooped and picked it up and sat back down where there wasn't any glass and started sawing at the ties on my legs. My fingers were becoming raw and slowly started bleeding I couldn't feel it though because it was so cold. Where the fuck am I? In my mind I already knew the answer but refused to acknowledge it. New York was so far away from California, so different; I wouldn't know how to survive. If the psycho scientist Jarrod was right and he somehow transported me into the Marvel universe than New York is a pretty damn good guess. I mean the Big Apple is the epicenter for all the heroes, The X-Men were based in Westchester, The Avengers tower was in Manhattan, and Spidey was up in Queens. Even Daredevil, and Elektra were here at one point. I sighed if there was a time where I needed a hero now would be exquisite timing.
After a few harrowing minutes of sawing at the cable ties they broke and I struggled out of them. I stumbled towards the sounds of traffic and coupled with the amount of noise and the darkness of the hour I assumed it was around eight or nine at night. I finally reached a sidewalk and was almost trampled Damn these newyorkians I struggled through the crowd and found a small liquor store that could shield me from the pouring rain. I immediately relaxed slowly warming up, but my body soon wore off its adrenaline and I collapsed onto the ground. The cashier a slightly chubby woman noticed and jogged over to me. She tapped at my face and a surprisingly strong Italian accent rung out. "Hunny are you alright?" I looked up. I hadn't realized how exhausted I was until now I could barely formulate words.
"unhh" I hated sounding weak but I really couldn't speak.
" Paul! Come out here I think this girl is sick!" the warm pads of her fingers brushed a few strands of hair that were plastered to my face. I murmured a thank you, when Paul came out with a blanket and water. The woman wrapped the warm wooly fabric round my shoulders. My teeth were clattering together. Why the fuck was it New york REALLY? I was a Cali girl and the cold and I weren't the most intimate of friends. My shorts and t-shirt wasn't helping a great deal either. The Guy named Paul seemed to be the woman's brother and he shook me as I started to sleep. " Why did you that P she needs rest." She scolded
"Its not a good idea, if she has a concussion she could go comatose."
"Should we call an ambulance?" I panicked slightly when she mentioned the authorities. As much as I hated it I slowly started to believe Jarrod, if the police did get to me what was I going to say? Sorry you can't call my parents cause their dead and My brother goes to a university in another dimension. But no worries bro just direct me to Spiderman's house and I'll figure it out from there. Saying that would be like saying my older brother was Captain America. I grimaced slightly nope that won't go well at all. But before I could say a thing the woman lifted me over her shoulder.
"You need to get off the ground hun. Paul, go clear the employee lounge we'll rest her in there while we call the medics." The surprisingly strong woman carried me like I was light as a freaking feather, and carried me to the back of the store. I tried to struggle but the woman responded, only holding me tighter. I was helpless. Once Paul opened the door for the woman she laid me down on a canvas couch that was pretty comfy.
"I'll call the medics Paul, keep an eye on her." Paul simply nodded and stood to get another blanket_which was draped over the couch_ to give me another layer of warmth.
"I'm sorry that I haven't introduced myself but my name is Paul Valente. And that woman out there is my sister Kim." I nodded in a sort of greeting slightly on edge.What I didn't know these people, they could very well be serial killers. Ok maybe a little much but I still don't know them.
"So what's your name?" I stared at him like he had just asked me for my first born child, but then saw the question still lingering in his eyes despite my hostility. So I obliged.
"Maxine Daniela Rivers." I spoke quite strongly despite my conditions. When I heard the little bell above the door chime.
"Ms Kim Valente?" A baritone rung out through the doorsill of the lounge. Who's that?
"Yes that is my name." she replied curtly
"We are here for the emergency call we received."
"Yea but see I called the Medics not the FEDs." FEDs I stiffened. Relax Maxy you did nothing wrong. But why the hell are they here? I contradicted myself. Wonderful. Ahhh fuck me sideways…
" Yes, see but it's simply protocol that we come, you said that the victim in question was not a homeless but a normal little girl."
"She could very well be trying to be found by people that care bout her." said another voice a woman by the sound of it." There was a silence. Kim was no doubt trying to decide whether or not she should give me to the suits.
"She's in the back lounge." I cringed what did they want? I didn't know whether or not to believe the whole missing persons shpiel. But my doubts were confirmed when the two agents appeared in my doorway. Im pretty sure my breath caught in my throat, and my heart stopped for a second. No Fucking Way!
"Do you mind giving us a second with young miss?" said the woman. Paul left but not without a skeptical look at the 'agents'. They closed the door and the woman sat down in front of me in a plastic chair. I literally felt the anticipation prickle my skin, and I jumped when the male spoke. "Ms Rivers it's a pleasure to meet you my name's_" I interrupted him.
"Agent Clint Barton and that." I gestured towards the red-headed woman with a stoic expression " Is Natasha Romanoff of S.H.E.I.L.D." Natasha smiled and Clint looked dumb-founded.
"I knew she knew." She said
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Just a little teaser. For those of you who haven't seen the Avengers Nat and Clint are the superheros Black Widow and Hawkeye. IF you haven't seen the Avengers than I suggest you do or maybe google them at some point because this will be a slight crossover I will still explain the hero in question and the powers he or she has. Just know that I will be referencing both comics and movie. Sorry its not in the Summary but it was a sudden idea that I had to play out! Oh and slight change I haven't edited it yet but in The Third chapter When Maxy says she never cries, at least not since her father died it was meant to say not since her parents died. Just a clarification. Fav follow and review you all know what to do.