Jenessa POV
We held a meeting about just how out of hand this was getting, and everyone agreed to
the rule "no pranks unless its April 1st" at first this had confused Thor, "why that
day? It is Loki's birthday this year." "aren't birthdays an annual thing?" I asked.
"for you, perhaps, but for the Aesir and Jotuns, it happens every hundred years."
"oh." I said quietly. then the alarm went off. I smiled when my phone rang. I checked
to make sure it was my old cell phone. It was. I am BEYOND excited about helping the
avengers with an actual mission. Maybe I should ask about it. "hey Tony?" "yeah, kid?"
I almost yelled at him, but I need something from him. "can I come?" I gave him my
best puppy eyes. "ask someone who knows, maybe capsicle." yeah there is no way he's
gonna agree. Hmmm… time to plot. I can't just sneak past them to see where there going,
half of them are master assassins (okay, a third, but seriously! There is no way I can
get past Natasha.) I sat plotting, but I couldn't figure out how to stow away this
time. "hey Steve?" I asked in defeat. "yeah?" he asked as he clipped on his helmet.
"do you guys want some help on the mission?" I considered giving him the puppy eyes,
but that would make me look small, so I settled for a determined look.
"you can come along as backup if you'd like." YES! "ok." I said, I was sooo gonna
go help if there was even the slightest resemblance of them needing it. I missed
fighting, my mom stopped my martial arts class because it got more expensive, and
nobody had actually started training me yet. We set off for Antarctica, why anyone
would want to do anything in Antarctica is beyond me. I glanced over at Steve.
He looked pale but determined. We landed. Steve handed me an earpiece, then he
followed everyone outside. After about ten seconds of silence I got worried. "there's
nothing out here." Tony complained. I glanced out the window, I saw someone who was
most definitely not a shield agent out there. I almost smiled. "found something."
I said. "where are you?" asked Steve suspiciously. "in the quinjet, looking out the
window." I said defensively. "its to the northeast of the quinjet, I'm closest." I said
"Barton, your next closest, head that way for backup." said Steve. I rolled my eyes
fondly. I headed outside. "excuse me!" I yelled to the guy, he turned, holding a box.
"I'm going to have to ask you to put down the box!" I called. He slowly did so.
Aw, man. Oh well. I slowly walked toward him. "Do you know whats in that box?" I asked
him, at this point I was close enough to notice that he was a boy, no older than
twelve. He shook his head no. "my papa sent me to fetch it." "its dangerous. We are
going to need to see it, Ok?" he nodded and slowly began backing away. As he did,
people walked forward. They were not children. I counted twenty-two. That was a lot.
"uh, Barton?" I murmured into my earpiece. "out of curiosity, where are you?" "almost
there." he said."We mean you no harm." I told them. "if you meant us no harm, you
wouldn't be stealing our stuff." A gruff voice said. I spotted the owner of it in the
crowd. I was at the box now. "We are trying to protect you, our technology sensed the
danger from new york, we don't want anyone hurt." "that won't hurt anyone!" said the
man. "we just want to make sure. If that's true, you may have your box back. If not,
we will keep it away from people who want to use it for destruction." I assured them.
"I'm in position." said Clint. I saw people spreading out around me, surrounding me.
"don't do it." I warned. They jumped at me, arrows appeared in three of them. There
were still six in the air, about to hit me. I made a split second decision. I grabbed
the box and disappeared. I found myself at home, clutching the box tightly. I left the
box on my dresser and returned. There was fighting. I kicked someones legs out from
under them, then jumped at the man who basically spoke for there entire group.
I managed to pin him. I saw the boy in the middle of the battle, looking terrified.
I stomped on the man for good measure and dashed for the boy, trying to keep him out
of harms way, good thing too. Natasha was here, kicking butt, And was headed for the
boy. "wait!" I yelled. "he didn't do anything wrong. He gave us the box!"
She gave Me a quick nod and switched direction. I stood by the boy. Somebody yelled
"traitor!" and charged him. I used his own momentum against him and spun him around
with a grunt. It took him a few seconds to stop and turn around. We fought for a few
minutes. He was clearly winning. Then Steve charged into him. That works.
A few hours later.
The mission debrief took forever. I had to explain to fury that I had come as backup.
"well, wheres the box?" he asked. "I'll get it." I said. I disappeared and caught
Clint wince. That was confusing. I thought to myself as I grabbed the box. I returned
to Marvel. Fury looked furious. (pun intended.) "oh, yeah. I may have forgotten to
tell you that I'm sort of enhanced." "sort of? Born with or gained later on?"
"uh, I can travel through dimensions, and I don't know if I was born with it or not.
I figured out about it a couple years ago." "index." "promise not to lock me up?"
"depends on whether or not you behave." "I don't commit crimes. behaving is another
story entirely." he rolled his eye and muttered something about me hanging around stark.
"so what are we going to do with the boy from Antarctica?" I asked, effectively
changing the subject. "interrogate him, and if he tells us everything he knows, we
let him go." "go where?" "to his home. where else?" "they think he's a traitor and tried
to kill him." "thats his problem." said an unfamiliar voice from behind me. I turned
slowly, trying very very hard not to pummel him right there. "and if the, CIA, for
instance, comes to your home, makes a big mess, makes your family want to kill you,
and takes you for interrogation, what would you want them to do? where would you want
them to send you?" "to S.H.I.E.L.D." "your fired." said fury. "WHAT?! Because of this
pathetic little girl?"at this point, steve, who had been standing in the room this
entire time, spoke up."she just saved a boys life, plus possibly numerous others,
and your calling her pathetic?" "Where am I supposed to go?" "thats your problem."
said Natasha emotionlessly.
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