It's been a month and a half and although my wound has healed they won't let me leave. I'm trying not to strangle the doctor working with my gut but my fingers seem to be migrating to him. I can't take it any more in one smooth motion I hit him in the back of the head with my elbow. The IV is ripped out of my arm and I pull myself out of the bed. Just then cold air entered the room and I looked up at the door. My second in command, Martha Hill, is looking at me with disbelief along with Andrew Banner and Catherine Barton (we call her cat). No way were they keeping me in here. Their dear as family to me but being in cages never really was my thing. " You touch me or try and stop me I will put you all unconscious for a week." I snarled
" Well than commander I'm sorry to say you will have to knock us out because you cannot and will not leave this room." She replied very calmly. I couldn't contain it anymore I pounced. My battle suit came on and they were all on the floor within seconds. Wait where was Andrew. Oh crap. Boom it was like getting hit by a freight train believe me I know from personal experience. I struggled beneath him until I saw the syringe that had a sleep serum in it. Is grabbed it and injected into his bulky arm. He started to shrink down to size and was laying on top of me shirtless. Thank goodness he still had his pants on. What is wrong with these boys don't they ever where cloths because it is getting really annoying. Without a second thought I shoved him off me and took off out the door.
No one stopped me the rest of the way. I was feeling claustrophobic and needed to get out into fresh air, not the smartest thing I've done in my life. I went out side when we were 30,000 feet in the air and then I started to climb to the top of the flying battleship. The feeling was amazing, the wind whipped through my hair and made my teeth chatter from the cold air this is exactly what I needed. Something hit me square in the chest and I would have fallen back to the deck 75 feet bellow if he hadn't caught me. I'm already in my microfiber suit and thrown the first punch when I realize it was Josh in his iron man suit. I look down and see Tony walk into the ship. Now I realize how close we are and I carefully untwined his hands from my waist. His faceplate comes off and he asks ," Are you okay?" As hot as Josh is I wanted to beat the shit out of him right there. Was he serious he knows I go into battles and get shot and seriously injured and he things a little bump from his suit is gonna hurt me?
" I am perfectly fine now we should go inside before something else decides to hit me from the sky." I said. " Yep, um hey before Furry kills us for going outside do you want to grab some ice cream?" I so wanted to say yes but then I remembered Josh had a girlfriend.
"No" I replied. He grabbed my arm as I was turning to climb off and spun me so was facing him again. Then he leaned in to kiss me. My fist connected with his face and he was sent flying unto his but with blood gushing from his nose.
" What was that for?" He asked still in a bit of shock.
"What the heck do you think it was for jerk. You have a girlfriend! You cannot walk around and kiss every girl you see because you dad did!" I screamed
" How did you know about Jessica?" He asked more quietly.
"Look at the news you jerk she is an American teen super model and your a genius, playboy, son of a millionaire. How could I not know! You are such an idiot if you think for a second you can have a private life with secrets. Your a celebrity think again playboy." With that I turned and climbed down the roof. I didn't look back when I walked inside instead I went straight to Furry's office to discuss what the heck these spoiled brats are on this ship for because if there was anything I could do to get Josh off this ship I would do it.
I stormed into Furry's office and slammed my hands on the desk. Furry didn't even look up from his papers. I yelled " Get them the hell off this ship now or I will personally drop kick them out of the sky for you."
This seemed to catch his attention and he looked up at me. He had on his poker face so I knew something bad was coming. He said," I'm sorry to inform you Atlas that they will not be leaving but they are being added as recruits to your team."
"What!" I yelled.
"Their schedule starts tomorrow at 6:00 AM sharp." With that he left. You've got to be kidding me. My team is gonna hate me tomorrow but training is going to be hell. I want to see how much these kids can take before they break.