To see the World in a Grain of Sand
AN: Hey there everyone no I don't own anything Marvel, so far the only things I own are Vivienne, Rachel, Doctor Peteron, James, Ellie and any other charters you don't know. R&R. Thanks everyone.
AN: This will build up to Winter Solider.
PS: I would like to once again thank NicoleR85 for reviewing once again.
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And again thanks everyone for readying.
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May 4th, 2012 was known as The Battle of New York and still four days later New York was still trying to pick up the pieces; the world was trying to deal with the fact that they are indeed not the only ones in this universe. Stark issued his Stark Relief Fund to help New York and the world for when this were to happen again. The Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes made their debut they were on everything you could think of. Vivienne and Mila made the choice to move closer to Vivienne's family. Washington, DC was not only the home of Vivienne's family, but also the home of S.H.I.E.L.D., moving closer to what Mila hoped would be the killer of her family.
"You have everything Mila." Vivienne asked, bringing the last of the boxes out of the office and setting them in the living room.
"I just need ten more minutes." Called Mila from her bedroom looking at the apple on the bedside table.
"OK," Vivienne called back to Mila, "I'm going to blink over to the new place with some boxes, Okay?"
"Sounds like a plan." With that Vivienne placed her hands onto the stack of boxes and blinked over to their new Washington apartment.
Landing in their apartment right near the kitchen island - their apartment was all new and updated - but the thing that stood out was the bright red warped box sitting on the dining room table. Vivienne took out the butterfly knife from her back pocket of her dark jeans. "You going to come out." She called out to the apartment, "We really going to play this game?"
The door to her left of her just passed the kitchen opened slowly opening to show the man that Vivienne had been avoiding, Brock the Marine. The man leaned on the door frame looking at the ruby-red headed woman, "You going to open my house warming gift." The man in question raised a brow with his arms crossed over his chest making his muscles bulge under his dark blue T-shirt and black jacket.
Vivienne looked from the box to the man and back again, "You're not going to leave till I do are you?" she asked. The dark haired man smirked at the woman as she made her way over to the box, knife still in hand. Standing in front of the box she placed the knife next to the box; bring her hands to the red wrapping she tore through it. Taking the knife in hand once more she freed the taped top she opened the flaps, there in the box were two things. The first she picked out was a mask of a lower jaw of a skull and its nose, red in color with two straps for the back of the neck and the middle of the head. The other was a silver chain with a full head of a skull. "Really?" she asked, trying to look mad as she looked at the man walking next to her.
The dark haired man came to a stop at the head of the table, "What do you think?" smirking down at the woman, "Here, let me." Taking the full silver skull and chain out of her hands, he unclasped the chain placing it on its new resting place. Bringing his hands to rest on her shoulders, he looked into her dark eyes, "What's going on in that head of yours, Red?" The man may not know her, but he could tell.
"What makes you think that there's something wrong?" Vivienne looked at the half red skull on the table; she closed her eyes only to see a red man looking in a mirror looking back at her. Brock brought his hand under her chin, turning her head to face to face him, his dark brown eyes locking with her deep green eyes. "You ever have a feeling that you know something, which you feel you're not supposed to know."
"Like what Red?" Brock asked unmoving, his hand back on her shoulder.
Vivienne laughed out loud shaking her head, pushing back away from him, "Where's Red coming from?" Still looking him dead in the eyes, "You know, before seeing the simpleton with a shield and unlocking everything life was so much easier."
Brock's face turned neutral, "What are you talking about Red?" watching her every move.
"Don't call me that!" she yelled at the man, "I am not Red, I am RED SK..." she cut herself short turning away from the man, moving to look out the window. Her breathing was heavy, breathing deep trying to calm herself.
Heavy steps moved behind her, Vivienne could feel Brocks body heat behind her. Arms wrapped around her middle, "Finish what you were going to say Red." His hot breath next to her ear, "Who are you Red?"
"I am RED SKULL." She finished her voice macabre sending a chill down her spine.
"Hail Hydra." His gruff voice flowed into her ear; she could almost hear the smile in his voice. Bringing his arms up, she could see the half red skull mask. Bringing his hands to her jaw, he placed the mask in its place strapping it to her head.
Slowly Vivienne turned to the tall man looking up to him, "You know the Fuhrer exiled Schmidt... my father when he no longer reflected his vision of Aryan Perfection." Her voice sounded gravelly coming through the mask. Bring her left hand playing with her prided ruby-red hair, "Red is a color that stands for many things, strength, power, determination, passion and desire. But the one-two things my father, like the most of the color was the association of fire and blood." Her eyes burned with fury as she spoke to him.
Brock took out his phone from his jacket pocket looking at the screen, "There a few people that would like to talk to you." Looking back to her placing his phone away, "About everything." With a smile, half smile on his face.
"I look forward to seeing Herr Doctor Zola." Looking through her long red lashes at him, "It has been so long." With that, she walked around him. The phone in her right front pant pocket dinged letting her know she received a text message, taking it out knowing it was going to be Mila. She removed the mask from her face, placing it on the kitchen island. "I need to get back to New York." Looking back up to the dark haired man walking to her. "You still have my number I would think."
"I do." Brock stopped coming toe-to-toe with her looking down at her, "Just a quick question before to blink out." The women raised a brow at him mooching him to continue, "Why tell Fury about your birth mother?"
Vivienne sent him a wide smile, "Oh I'm sure you know why, Mr. Bones." It was Brocks turn to raise a brow in question, "I looked into you Brock Rumlow AKA Crossbones or would you like one of your other aliases." Bring her arms around his neck, her body closer to his, "I looked into after your text to me; you still enjoying the chase?"
His arms wrapped around her back, "I didn't think you would find the code name." Bringing his head down to hers, "Am I still chasing you?"
"Oh, you have no idea, Mr. Bones." And just as his lips met hers she was gone.
Brock let out a growl of frustration, "One of these days Red, I won't let you get away." As he walked out the apartment door.
Mila moved the last box into the living room, she turned to pick up her phone again when Vivienne blinked into the living room. "What took so long?" Mila asked, looking at the ruby-red head. Vivienne placed her phone in Mila`s hand. Mila looked down at the screen, "This is moving too fast Vivi." Looking back up at the red head, "What if something goes wrong?"
Vivienne took the phone back from Mila, "It will take some time, but we will finish this Mila." Looking passed Mila at her boxes, "What's with the golden apple Icy?" seeing a gold apple sitting on top of Mila's boxes.
Mila looked over her shoulder, seeing the golden apple she stepped closer to Vivienne, "It's haunting me, Vivi." Maintaining eye contact with the gold apple.
"It's haunting you?" asked Vivienne amused, "You know, I think I know who to call."
"Really, who?" Asked Mila with hope in her eyes.
"Ghostbusters." Vivienne deadpanned.
Mila picked up her phone looking up 'Ghostbusters', causing the ruby-red head to give a massive smile stepping back. The icy blond slowly raised her head, glaring at the older woman, "Vivienne." She growled firing ice pellets at the redhead, causing her to laugh happily as they passed through her, "I'll get you back for that Vivienne."
