Hey everyone! Ok. So I guess I am a little too excited about doing these fanfictions. This will be the third installment I have written in 6 hours! I like this. If only I was this devoted to my work in school!
For those who may have trouble understanding what is going on or just want a summary of what happened so far, here you go:
Fury tried to get Tony to create a cyborg alien which kinda backfired with no answer of yes or no. They had an explosion at the shield base. Loki went to court, had lunch with thor and his mom.
I don't own any thing except She-Beast (Number 9, Olivia Neveah)
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"Ughhhh! Dammit Tony shut up!" I yelled. Not that it did much good. My small fragile voice could barely hold a sentence. I'm not the shiniest tool in the tool box when it comes to the English language, but when you live with Tony Stark, the biggest narcissist in the world, sentences like that you do well to remember. All I know is that it is 6 in the afternoon and I am beginning to get a headache.
I jumped out of bed and put something more suitable on in order to confront the criminals who apparently don't believe in letting people sleep. I grabbed a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top, wrapped myself up in a blanket looking like Bin Laden, and made my way downstairs to see what the fuss was about. Looking in the mirrors as I made my way down the hall made me realize... I look like shit today. My red hair messy as hell under the blanket as I walked down the hall. My usually green eyes that seemed to emit life itself looked dull and tired. I think the bags under my eyes had bags! And don't even get me started about my sunburn. Let's just say. There isn't enough Aloe Vera to fix what the sun has done to me.
Then the urge hit me. I want a cigarette. Should I go to Tony now or attempt to get cancer first while risk getting caught by Tony who will more than likely chew my ass out for smoking said cancer stick? I stood in the hallway with my eyes closed and slightly leaning against the wall, contemplating the odds. You know what? Tony has been doing just fine with out for the past hour of him bickering, I think it would be safe to assume I can be 5 minutes late for being early. Only issue is to get to the balcony I need to go through the living room... where Tony is. Truthfully I am ready to start yelling at him for keeping me up but at the same time I can feel my body begin to shake from the lack of nicotine. Shit...I'll just have to be sneaky.
I lazily climbed my way back up the stairs into my room. My room was much like the rest of the house. I would say it was nothing fancy but in reality... it really was. The walls were red with lush white shag carpet (that apparently ate everything you dropped on the floor). I had a California King sized bed. Not that I needed a bed that big I still wasn't going to complain. I had a big ass Flat screen TV, a bookshelf, a dresser. The whole 9 yards. The only down side was if they ever had someone else move in here, I would have to share the bathroom. The bathroom located right across the hall was HUGE. It had 12 industrial showers that cost an easy 5K a piece, 6 Jacuzzi tubs, and 10 toilets! Which that has me thinking. I am going to need a shower after Tony and me duke it out.
I walked across my room dropping the blanket. I had to change again it seemed. This time I settled for Red skinny jeans and Black Iron man hoodie. Tony's ego will definitely inflate when he sees this. I mentally face-palmed. I slipped on some black Converse, pulled my hood up, and walked to my window.
Now, I know what your thinking. I am about to walk across a ledge of the building and jump down onto the balcony and have my cigarette. Well, you are right. Tony had put so much work and time into rehabilitating me that I feel bad for doing this. But after 10 months of consecutive chain smoking I find it very hard to stop.
I unlocked the window to my room and opened it. I almost shrieked at how cold it was. Instant goosebumps everywhere. I turned my head and began to talk to the ceiling.
"JARVIS, how cold is it out today?" Asked my soft voice.
"22 degrees Fahrenheit" Replied the computer.
"Jeez that's cold." I sat there with my hands on the windowsill for about a minute debating on if this smoke was worth it or not. "All in, Balls out!" The dirty phrase came from a song that I rather liked by Nickleback. I began my descent to the balcony.
It was rather comical. While scaling the building on my floor I unintentionally peeked in at Dr. Banner getting undressed from a tough day at the lab. Needless to say I think we both blushed the same shade as my tomato red jeans. I looked away to avoid staring at him even further and simply nodded my apologizes and kept scaling the building.
Now here comes the fun part. The Drop. I couldn't just drop to the ground I would make to much noise. I couldn't just grab onto the ledge I was currently on because that would completely through me off balance and I would fall to my doom. I could how ever make it over to the platform where Tony often undressed from his big metal suit. The only problem is the next few windows that I will have to walk in front of will let me be seen by Tony and his apparently still unwanted guests. His living room is 2 stories high. Oh a better idea!
I very nosily dropped from the ledge onto the platform. Then I hurried and slid off the balcony but still holding onto the ledge. I heard the door open and someone walk around for a moment then walk away. Everything must have gone back to normal because I heard the yelling continue again. I peeked over the ledge and saw that no one was there so I pulled myself up and hugged the wall to get to my chair. The part of the balcony that isn't visible to anywhere inside. I plopped my butt into the chair, propped up my feet, grabbed my menthol cigarette and puffed it away. The only downside to this is I forgot gloves.
Just as I was about to finish my cigarette I heard the yelling getting closer and footsteps coming my way. By the time I noticed what was going on it was already to late. I shrunk down in my chair hoping no on would find me.
Tony busted through the doors ranting and raving being followed by 6 men.
"No this is bullshit. The guy comes down here claiming he is nearly done being rehabilitated and wants to help pick up the damage he has caused and one hand shake later he is a shield agent looking for a place to stay with his 3 henchmen? I don't think so this time, pal!"
"Man of Iron! Please wait and here us out!" Called a rather dashing young man. He had blonde hair and a french styled mustache to match. "Loki is getting better. He may have flaws but he is slowly beginning to work them out. Just listen fo-"
"Ironman I have no desire to live in your house just as much as you do but sadly I am being forced here because Director Fury doesn't trust me enough to have me in any of his bases" said a man. Presumably Loki. I will tell you though. If there was ever a man to be deemed a god it was him. Seeing him literally had me stunned. My eyes widened, my jaw dropped, and I wore red on my face again. I was snapped out of my daze when suddenly...
"Well after what you did to Manhattan citizens wouldn't even want you in their basements." Replied Tony. And then the expected happened.
"Mr. Stark who is this?"
Shit.
Well I am surprised I went unnoticed this long I suppose. Now it was time to man up and face the music.
"Hello there! I am Olivia Neveah. I am a good family friend of Mr. Stark here. I didn't want to interrupt so I kept quiet. No worries I promise I wasn't listening in." I then displayed my most innocent smile and hoped they bought it. I think he did... Until I extended my naked hand for a handshake. Once the man grabbed my hand he didn't let go.
"Number 9. I have finally found you." said the man giving me a horribly cold glare.
"I don't know what you are talking about, sir." I asked still trying to play along. But now it made more since who this man was.
"Miss. Olivia Neveah. That's what you said your name was correct?" I could tell it was a rhetorical question so I didn't even bother as to say yes or no. "If my memory serves me well, and I know it does, you crash landed here 362 days ago. How I know the exact date? Not 3 days before we caught the worlds biggest criminal and threat to earth. From then on you escaped from your pod and began to walk towards Lumcon, a marine biologist camp, where they called the police for seeing a and I quote " a beautiful red-head come out of a pod that just crashed into our ghost shrimp pool" They also told the police she was naked when she got out, blood all over her face, and speaking in tongues."
"Fury that's enough." Dr. Banner decided to join in. I guess he was worried about me climbing on buildings and stuff. I really hope he Hulk's out soon but for now, I am sitting staring at the floor not able to meet Director Fury's eyes. Tony Piped up.
"Let's make a deal"
Fury seemed to think about it for a minute then he rose of his knees facing Tony. "Shoot."
"If I take this little band of misfits over here, Oh I'm sorry Eternals," Tony corrected himself when a Chinese man glared at his words. "Will you leave Olivia alone. No tests, no more cyborg plot, just let her live a normal life for a little while, and I will take The Eternals too." I don't think that man was supposed to smile. His war-hardened face didn't have the pleasantries for it. But somehow he managed.
"I got a better idea," started Fury. " You watch Loki with his 3 little helpers, and while you are at it. Train Number 9. Sh-"
"My name is Olivia you power hungry, selfish, undeserving asshole."
"As I was saying train Numb- Miss. Olivia here the art of war and sh-"
"I have more training in that department than you can shake a stick at"
"you ever been to war Missy?"
"You don't know where I have been. The things I have done. The things I have seen. I have more intelligence in 1 skin cell than you have in your whole body."
"If that's the case why didn't escape when you oh so skilled war veteran could have at any moment"
"My reasons are my own, but... I accept this deal... do you?"
"For now. Loki will slip up sooner or later and you will have nothing to stop me from taking you in." After this Fury said his good byes and left Stark Tower.
Immediately Tony ran to me.
"What were you doing out here?"
"Oh, you know, that thing you don't like." I replied as I waved around the cigarettes.
"Why did you agree to that?"
"What to train? Tony, you need to remember I don't age like you. I will be here many more life times and I have already lived quiet a few. I have told you my stories, my past, everything. Training will be a walk in the park."
"He wants you to be a Shield Agent."
"Tony you are asking all these Captain Obvious questions you already have the answer to."
"Yeah I know." he hesitated. "How do you feel about these guys moving in?"
I looked around the platform and was instantly greeted by Thor,who intoduced me to his brother Loki, And the Warriors 3. Fandral, Holgan, and Volstag.
" So squirt what do you think?" asked Tony.
"I should have knocked on wood."
Tony chuckled, "Why?"
"I didn't want to share the bathroom."