The Long Story

by RecklessFlux

My life is difficult to explain, its a really, really long story. My name is Wynter Thirteen, well that's the name I chose. Some people call me Agent Wynter or even Wynter Barnes. But this is really the story of how I became Frostbyte, the partner of Quake and an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. This is the story of how I became the person I am, not the weapon I was meant to be.

2. The Start of Something Strange

So this is chapter two. I forgot to do the one disclaimer thing in chapter one, but I'm pretty sure you guys have figured out the only thing I own is the idea and Wynter.

-The Long Story -

I met them at an old abandoned airfield, not common but there are some. As the big ass plane shimmered into view I pulled around the corner, Valkyrie roaring loudly, I saw Skye grinning brightly and waving her hands to guide me into the empty space she stood in.

As I pulled the old gal into the spot Skye backed up, once parked and shut off I pulled the keys from the ignition and grabbed my bag before slipping out of the car.

"Wynter!" Skye screamed happily.

"Skye!" I attacked her with a hug, she was stronger now, I could feel it. She had cut her hair too while mine hung almost to my hips. She put me at arms length and smiled. "How'd you get the car?"

I winced a bit and grinned sheepishly. "They were gonna crush her so I uh...took her, the keys were in the ignition, so think of it as a universe gift."

"Laptop?" I sighed and crossed my arms.

"Mac store, paid in paycheck same with the phone. But I'm not telling you where I got my weapons cache." She shrugged and muttered that she wasn't going to ask. By now her friend and the Asset had appeared.

"Guys, meet Wynter. Wynter meet, Melinda May and her um...partner of life, James Barnes."

"Hi." I gave them a small smile that was probably closer to a smirk. They mostly nodded back but Asset addressed me in Russian.

"Оружие?" Out of the trio those who could speak and understand Russian,mostly just the other woman, I don't think Skye knew it, probably thought he was asking if I had a weapon. Until I rolled up my sleeve to display my 'product marker', well I called it that. It was a line of neatly printed letters and numbers. 1998-1-1-13-A-O- H. My birthday, number, rank, blood type and 'owner'. He drew me into a hug and for the first time in years I felt safe. I curled my fingers in the back of his shirt and focused my breathing.

"I gotcha kiddo." He whispered softly and May must have figured it out because her eyebrows flew to her hairline. I didn't mind, she was his love person. I didn't realize I was crying until I had to sniffle. Then the dam broke.

He held me close until I calmed and stroked my hair gently with his human hand. I looked at Agent May and gently pulled away rubbing my eyes to rid myself of the tears. She gathered me into a hug, surprising me thoroughly. I was slow to hug her back but I did.

Was this what a mother's embrace felt like? Like...security? As we parted she tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear and nodded once in what looked like approval. I let a small smile flicker across my features.

- The Long Story -

A/N: So now the story is really starting huh? Again and as always I hope you guys liked it. If you didn't well...I'm glad you read it anyway. Mwah! Love you all!