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A Pinch of Magic and a Dash of Hero

Chapter 11: Mission for an Avenger

Alice's POV

"Where are you guys going?" Luis asked Amy and I the next morning as we were leaving the tent. "We're bored. We're going to find something to do." I answered quickly as we left the tent. Though I didn't miss the suspicious look the rest of them shot us. After wandering around for a while, we ended up at the gym Steve had told us he would be at. It was more of an old training room for boxing. It was complete with boxing rings, punching bags, faded painting and pictures on the wall. I could understand why Steve hid out here; it was one of the few things that still existed from his time. Steve was punching a bag hard. It flew off the chain and into the wall, making a bit of a dent.

"Whoa there star spangled, its not out to kill you." My joke made Steve jump and look at us guiltily. Amy studied the punching bag then Steve for a moment before shrugging and storing away the information for later use. I walked over to where some bags were lined up and helped Steve put a new bag on the hook. Amy had started to stretch silently in the corner.

"I'm fine" Steve told me stiffly.

"You know, I have this friend who's motto is 'I'm fine' and he is always lying. It's all good, you won't hurt me; I am really good at standing my ground" I replied to him, smirking, I could hear Amy snort from her corner. Steve looked confused but just shrugged, he probably figured that since I was S.H.I.E.L.D. I was probably more than I looked.

I spread my feet in a solid position and held the bag firmly, giving Steve a pointed look. He sighed and got ready to start punching again. I could tell from the very first punch he wasn't putting his entire effort into it. I glared at him and he shook his head stubbornly. "Hey Amy, get over here." I called, stepping away from the bag. Steve looked confused as my sister joined us next to the blue punching bag. "Amy, I want you to show how hard you can punch with me holding the bag." I instructed. She first glanced at me, then Steve, and finally the bag. "I am not going to even ask." She said, shaking her head.

We took our positions and I braced myself. She worked her way up to harder punches; starting with softer, weaker punches. Soon, I was struggling to hold the bag still. It still surprised me at times that a girl her size could be as powerful as she was. From the look on Steve's face, he was surprised as well. Amy suddenly stopped and the momentum of the bag caused me to fall on my butt. "I believe I proved your point Alice. Steve, don't worry about hurting her, she has a hard head." She said before walking away. But Steve stopped her with a hand on her elbow. "Where did you learn to punch like that?" He asked, clearly still slightly shocked. Amy shrugged. "I don't know. Luis showed me how to throw a punch correctly, and Ryan and Johnny made me good at throwing them." Steve released her, shaking his head.

Steve started punching the bag again, this time much harder. As he continued to punch, I could tell that he was trying to punch out memories that haunted him. Memories probably from the war. From the corner of my eye, I could see Amy sitting in the corner, legs crossed and eyes closed. But the easy atmosphere didn't last long. The door banged opened, causing Steve to jump in surprise, accidentally punching the bag so hard it came off the hook and went flying into the wall, taking me with it. "I'm okay!" I called out in a muffled voice.

"Please tell me that Evolution isn't hiding in the wall again." A muffled voice said. A voice I recognized instantly as Fury's. I pushed the bag away from me, causing it to fall to the ground, sand spilling from a hole in it. I climbed out from the wall, shaking dust from my body. "Nah, Star Spangled here has a mean punch." I said, slapping Steve on the shoulder. He blushed and cleared his throat. "What are you even doing here?" I asked, eyebrow raised. "I have a mission for you and Steve. Miss, I am going to ask you to step out of the room." He said, turning to Amy. She had stood and was watching him closely. "She isn't going anywhere. Anything you have to say to me can be said in front of her." I snapped. Fury shot a glance at me and I elaborated. "She is my sister. I trust her with my life."

"Which is saying something because I haven't killed her yet." Amy smirked. Fury didn't say anything for a long while, studying the two of us before sighing. "I'm going to regret this later, I just know it." He muttered under his breath. In a normal tone, he continued. "Trouble sleeping?"

"I have slept for 70 years, I think I have had my fill." Steve replied shortly, placing a new bag on the hook.

"You should get out, see the world, celebrating. And you, should be at HQ more often." He said, giving Alice a pointed look.

"When I went under, the world was at war. When I woke up, they say we won. But they didn't say what we lost." Steve said, unwrapping his hands. Amy tilted her head in a thoughtful way. "We've made a few mistakes along the way. Some very recently." Fury admitted. "You here with a mission sir?" Steve asked.

"I am."

"Trying to get me back into the world?"

"He's trying to save it." Amy said suddenly. We all looked at her in surprise. "You're Captain America, right?" When Steve nodded his head slowly, she continued. "Why would he come to you with a mission unless it concerned a threat to the entire world. After all Captain, Fury wouldn't send you on some silly mission against a terriost group."

"And how did you figure that out?" Fury demanded. Amy looked down at the floor. "What Alice didn't tell you about me is that I'm not normal. Though I can't control the elements or have super human strength, I am an artist. My power is through my art, which also gives me the ability to notice the smallest of details that let me see things that normal people don't. Basically, I'm a little like Sherlock Holmes." She said. No one said anything for a good long while. Fury turned to me. "Is the rest of your family like this?"

"No, they aren't." I said, bluntly. I didn't want to go into it right now. I knew for sure Fury was going to grill me about them and Amy later.

He handed us both a file folder and Amy looked over Steve's shoulder. "Hydra's secret weapon." Steve said.

"Howard Stark fished it out of the ocean looking for you. He thought what we now think; that the Tesseract could be the key to unlimited power. That is something the world sorely needs."

"Who took it from you?" Amy asked, taking the file from Steve to study it closer. "He's called Loki… He's not from around here."

"Wait, you mean Loki as the Norse god of tricks and mischief?" I asked, surprised. He nodded his head and turned back to Steve. "There is a lot you have to be caught up on if you're in. The world has gotten stranger." Fury said, eyeing me slightly.

"At this point, I doubt anything could surprise me." Steve said, preparing to leave.

"Ten bucks says you're wrong." Fury said with a straight face. Steve grabbed his bag and turned to walk out the door. Before he left, he hugged Amy and grabbed a punching bag. "There is a debriefing package waiting for you at your apartment. Is there anything about the Tesseract that we should know now?"

"You should have left it in the ocean." Steve muttered as he left.

"Here is your packet. I expect you to report to the helicarrior tomorrow. Both of you." Fury said, handing me another folder. I opened it and flipped through it. But I paused when something caught my eye. "You're really going to create the Avengers? And why am I listed as one? I'm not an Avenger."

"You are and you're going to help."

"What if I say no?"

"This is an order."

"Technically, I'm an option."

"Excuse me?" Fury asked, taken back.

"I'm not a full agent. You can't force me to go to fights. Not without parental approval."

"Parental approval my ass. What's the real reason why you don't want to be an Avenger? You have all the skills and abilities that qualify you to be one." Fury demanded.

"My family. I promised I wouldn't leave them again. They still haven't forgiven me for the whole South America incident. They would want to be involved as well. Those are my terms." I said.

"That sounds like fun. We're in." Amy said, smiling. Fury groaned, knowing that he had lost. "Fine! But I want complete profiles on each and every one of your family by midnight tonight with videos of their abilities." Fury demanded before storming out of the room. "Well, that went well." I stated before following him out of the room. "Come on Amy, we got a lot of explaining ahead of us."


Why Hello again! It's lovely to see all of you. I decided to post this... casue I got impacient. I am sorry for any mistakes that you see. Noramlly I sent the chapter to Alice first, but she's away and hasn't responded... and I don't want to bother her...

So tell me what ya'll think! So we are slowly inching our way to the all the meeting of the Avengers and the war Loki starts. I will reveal this: For now, we are following the movie plot wise. Then after the war is done, and fun little filler, a certain owl will come from a certain young wizard with certin news, causing the action to move to England... That's all you get for now.

With band camp over, I hopefully have more time to write, no promises though!

goodnight!

Amy