Here's the second chapter I'm posting today, as promised! You may have noticed by now that my collaborator and I enjoy tormenting Steve and making fun of Fury XD I swear, it just happens. We have an outline, but it's very vague, and we don't have a set outline for the whole story yet XD We just have ideas for what we want to happen. We do each outline as we finish each chapter, unless we have too many ideas to fit into one chapter, so then we'll go maybe two or three chapters of outline, but then we stop and actually write before going further XD Anyway, we should get into the chapter.
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The co-authors do not own Marvel or its affiliates. Wolf21Friend owns Lydia. I own Savannah Howlette and Grace Steele.
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Tony was just raiding the fridge when he heard his phone ringing. Ignoring it at first, he continues his quest for food. Then, his phone went onto automatic voice mail, and it said, "MR. STARK, PLEASE PICK UP YOUR PHONE! IT'S ME, ROBERT!"
Banging his head on a fridge shelf, he goes over to his phone that was discarded onto the counter and calls Robert. "What's going on?!"
"Sir, Director Fury showed up a few days ago and ordered us to go out in the middle of the white-out blizzard to track down the source of the weather anomalies!" Robert said, venting, hearing Tony inhale deeply at the mention of Fury. "So we went out, because he gave us no other choice, and now we're having to wait for the blizzard to die down so we can get the heck out of here!"
"HE TOLD YOU TO GO OUT IN DANGEROUS CONDITIONS DESPITE KNOWING THE RISKS?!" Tony raged, clenching his free hand into a fist.
"YES. And he nearly got himself frozen to the glacier when we got there!"
"Eh he deserved that. How are you and the others holding up?"
"We're freezing, we're tired, and we've had to unthaw the tools at least four dozen times so we can dig this woman out of the ice."
"Is there any way back to the bunker? If so, try to get there. You guys are going to get a huge bonus out of this, I swear."
"Good, because everyone's demanding hazard pay and 'I had to put up with Fury for over a week' pay."
"And they'll get it. I would say to avoid Fury but with current conditions, it's impossible it seems like."
"Yeah. We're almost done digging the lady out, and it seems the storm is winding down… but it's freaking freezing inside this shelter."
"Take a break. I don't care what Fury says. Get somewhere where you can get a fire going and warm up first."
"Thank you, sir," Robert said before hanging up.
Moments later, he receives a text from Fury. "DID YOU JUST ORDER THE RESEARCH TEAM TO QUIT WORKING" Tony purposefully ignored the text and went back to raiding the fridge. "Hey, Jarvis?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Let me know when the team's able to head back. That way I can have warm food ready for them when they arrive back home."
"Indeed, sir."
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The Next Day
Loki and Savannah were walking in the park, glad to get out of the tower for a while.
"So, I hear Stephen is going to be teaching you how to do magic once you've recovered," Loki muses as they walk.
"Yep!" Savannah said chipperly as they walked, smiling as she held Loki's hand. She was still pretty clingy… but after a certain incident, Loki wasn't complaining, either in his head or out loud. "That way, I'll know how to use the magic the right way and not get hurt!"
"Which is good. It's easy to tell you're excited."
Savannah giggled, smiling as she hugged him. "I've always wanted to learn things… And now I get a chance to!"
Loki hugged her back. "I'm so proud of you."
Then, Savannah smelled something. "Loki… something isn't right…"
Loki pulled back to look down at her. "What do you mean? What do you smell?"
"It's weird… gunpowder… metal… blood…" she sniffed purposefully now to get a better idea. "Sweat too… and leather?"
Just then, Loki caught the glint of metal reflecting sunlight and in a split second, he pushed Savannah away to avoid the knife hitting its intended target. The knife embedded itself in a nearby tree, and Savannah stalked over to pull it out. "ALRIGHT! WHOEVER THE JOKER WHO THREW THIS AT ME IS, YOU BETTER COME OUT NOW BEFORE I COME FIND YOU MYSELF!"
When Savannah had turned back to Loki, she saw that Loki was engaged in a hand-to-hand combat with a guy who had a metal arm and a mask on his face. The guy was almost as tall as Loki was, had shoulder length, dark colored hair, icy grey eyes, and looked like he's been in the gym for most of his life.
The teen's eyes narrowed as she came closer, shoving the knife into a convenient loop in her dark leather pants as she extended the claws of her hands. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAST BITCH ASS WHO TRIED TO KILL ME?!"
Loki held up a hand in her general direction, after pushing the guy back. "Hold on, Sav. Something's... not right with this guy."
"DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE RIGHT NOW?!"
Loki glared at her. "Do I look like I care about you possibly making a mistake that you'll later regret?"
Suddenly, her anger left her, "Sorry, Loki… I'm going through some issues right now…"
Loki dodged a swipe of a knife intended for his face. "I can tell something's up with this guy. If I can just get a chance to look into his mind, I can see what's going on."
"If I can get close, I can pin him," Savannah said, coming closer and retracting only her middle claws.
"Be careful. He is apparently well-trained."
"THEN HELP," Savannah said, coming forward and managing to surprise the man with a roundhouse kick to the back of the head, knocking him to the side to let Loki take a few seconds to recollect himself.
The guy moves, lifting himself up onto a knee as his mask is knocked off. He glares at the young woman who kicked him down. Savannah paused for a moment. "Loki… he looks familiar…"
"Does he?" Loki asked as he comes over to Savannah's side in case the guy retaliates.
"Yeah… like I've seen him in a photo before," Savannah said, her eyes narrowing as she watched the man in front of them. "And the only photos I've seen are ones of Dad and his friends… But I can't place who it is."
"So what do we do now? If he looks familiar, chances are, Rogers might know him."
"Knock him out. Tie him up. Whatever it takes to keep him from killing us so we can figure this out. Duh."
"Knock him out it is, then," Loki said, summoning his scepter and flipping it so he's holding it on the other end.
He swung the head of the scepter at the guy's head, but the guy dodged the swing. However, he ended up right where Savannah had dodged to when she noticed his body language… and in the span of a few seconds, she'd grabbed his wrists, kneed him in a very painful place, and then slammed the middle of her forehead into his. It is important to note that all of her bones are metal, including her skull.
Loki winced when he saw Savannah knee the guy between the legs and watched as he fell to the ground unconscious after the headbutt.
"Well, that's that!" Savannah said cheerfully, letting go of the man's wrists to dust her hands off.
"Let's get him back to the Tower," Loki said, sending his scepter back to where he summoned it from.
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Back at the Tower
"Oh, come on, Steve! I'm no longer a kid! Quit treating me like one!" Lydia shouted at Steve, throwing her arms up in the air.
"Lydia-" Steve started to say, before he was interrupted.
"STEEEEVE! WE HAVE A PROBLEM!" Savannah called out, causing him to look over and see her carrying a dangerous-looking man tied up over her shoulder while Loki was looking slightly scared as he watched the teen.
"Who is that?" Lydia curiously asked, ignoring the current argument with Steve.
"Dunno! He attacked us in the park and we knocked him out because he looks familiar to some of the guys in pictures of the Commandos!" Savannah said, coming over.
"We? More like you, young lady," Loki told her, wincing at the memory. "Let's just say the guy was saved from a world of pain."
Steve furrowed his brows at this, but then his eyes widened when he realized what he meant. "... Lydia… I think she stole your thing…"
Lydia shrugged. "If it works, why not, right? It should be common knowledge for all ladies to just do it."
Savannah then dropped the guy on the ground, causing him to roll over… and Steve gasped and rushed forward when he saw his face. "BUCKY?!"
"Wait...YOU DID THAT TO BUCKY!?" Lydia exclaimed, rushing over as well. She dropped down beside her older brother.
"How was I supposed to know who he was?!" Savannah asked, throwing her hands up in the air. "THE PHOTOS ARE IN BLACK AND WHITE AND HE LOOKS OLDER THAN THE PHOTOS!"
"He looks so different," Lydia muttered, looking over her brother.
"Bucky… what happened to you…" Steve asked, placing a hand on the other man's metal arm.
Lydia looked up at Savannah. "You weren't... I just didn't expect him to still be alive after-" she cut herself off, shaking her head. "Thank you for not killing him..."
"I was going to after he threw a FREAKING KNIFE at my HEAD," she said, but then added, "Loki talked me out of it."
Lydia squinted and smiled at Loki slightly before turning back to Steve. "We should get him to the medical lab."
Then, they noticed it was getting very cold outside, and it had started snowing. "Well, that's weird."
"Let's just get inside," Steve said, picking up Bucky and carrying him in. The others followed him to the medical lab, ignoring the fact that it was still late August and it was freaking SNOWING.
Down in the medical lab, Lydia has yet to leave her brother's side as Loki works to get rid of the mind control that Bucky was placed under.
When Bucky finally started waking up, however, the first thing he was aware of was an extreme pain. He groaned in pain, pressing his legs tight together and reaching down to cover his crotch.
"... And after Clint explained it all to me, I kinda understand why Thor's room smelled so weird after you and he were in bed together!" a voice was saying, strangely cheerful despite the subject.
0o0o0o0
On Fury's Plane
The flight had started off well. Really, it had. Nothing was going wrong, everything was just peachy…
But then, the ice started showing up.
And the plane started going down.
"SON OF A- Can this day get any worse?!" Fury rants as he clings to the back of a chair as the pilot struggled to keep the plane from crashing.
"YES IT CAN," one of the researchers shouted at him, "THERE'S A FREAKING BLIZZARD OUT THERE!"
"Try to send out SOS to the Avengers!" he shouts at the team as he tries to figure out what was causing this.