Tessa arrived in a smaller room of the helicarrier. Quickly, she allowed her close-to-mortal eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. Looking to the left she saw a glass case containing multiple guns and other weapons. To the right, the small wall showed evidence of once having mounted arms as well, but someone had taken them down for usage. She turned back to the side of the room in front of her and across from the door. Looking from left to right she realized these were where they kept the Black Widow, Hawkeye, and Captain America suits. But there was something new sitting there.
On the far right, next to the empty storage lockers, sat a metallic silver cat suit. And immediately, she knew it was hers. She reached out to it and noted that there was no glass. Scientists had been pulling it out to work on it for all of the days that she was here, so a glass door would have only gotten in the way.
She quickly put it on and it fit perfectly, clinging to her pale skin. Tessa's suspicions were confirmed. It wasn't just a metallic jumpsuit. It was woven with little circuits made of copper, iron, silver, and a hint of vibranium for protection. It would maximize her energy.
She rolled out the drawer underneath where she found the suit and out came a pair of blue boots and matching gloves. Again, the gloves were also made to maximize her powers and she slipped them on, they were long enough to go past her elbows. Then she put on the blue boots. They were comfy, but she guessed that they were only for show since there wasn't anything of significance that jumped out at her.
She saw that there was nothing else so she again teleported back to the ground. She knelt on the asphalt and felt sick. She was using her remaining energy alright, and she didn't feel good about it. Tessa thought hard about her situation. Brought to her knees with illness because of Loki. She wouldn't have it. Regaining her strength she stood up again and rushed back over to Steve. He stared at her new outfit.
He approved with a nod and was so busy staring he was knocked off his feet by an approaching alien. Angrily, Tessa fired a blast of energy towards him. It hit the enemy, but the blast was powerful it was evident she had harmed Rogers. She ran over to where he stood and she let out a gasp. He was seriously injured.
"Rogers. Stay with us," she cupped his face in her gloved hands. She couldn't lose a soldier. His eyelids fluttered open and close as he watched her.
"Warriors die in battle, Steve Rogers, but you have proven yourself a friend. You are fighting this battle with me now. Not for me," she continued. Grief plowed through her mind, but she shoved it away. She had to keep a clear head. In fact, she grimaced at how human she had become.
"For you?" He sputtered out, his wounds inflicting burning pain at each breath. Tessa looked at him with sorry eyes. Grief had been easy to deflect, but her stomach twisted as she felt a newer emotion. It was guilt. And something else in there, messing with her mind. A bit of anger, yes, but something else and she couldn't put her finger on it.
"Rogers," she breathed. Oh. She knew what she felt. It was panic. Alarm swept through her. She did enjoy being rash, didn't she.
"Rogers, I can help you, but you have to pay close attention. It will hurt at first, but I'm going to expand your mind," she waited for him to respond before continuing, but he made no motions, so she went on with it. She place her hand on his heart and she could feel it struggling to beat underneath her. She shook all rational thoughts from her head and stared straight into his eyes.
First she read him. Then she allowed him to scan her. She transferred knowledge. The power from the Tesseract. She transferred life. His eyes burned a passionate blue color similar to that of the Tesseract. He gasped and then his breath returned to him. He coughed and sat up allowing a normal heart rate. He knew everything now. He knew the truths. About the Realms. About the Tesseract. About freedom.
He didn't like it. Steve Rogers tried to fight back and grasp his own conscious, but her power was too strong. It hurt him, but he finally accepted that she was trying to help. She wrinkled her eyebrows at him and nodded with a sympathetic smile. She leaned down and whispered something into his ear.
The only thing Tessa didn't count on was Clint Barton observing the whole thing from where he perched on a nearby building. And she didn't consider that he would have the odacity to fire an arrow directly towards her. She didn't think that helping Steve would come off as similar to the enemy's actions. And that Barton didn't take kindly to people who harmed his team.
