Everything's on Fire – Steve Rogers/Captain America
An explosion came from my left and the dust and debris covered my army uniform as well as myself. I knew this was a test, but damn did this stuff feel real. I noticed the members of the Avengers and Nick Fury from SHIELD talking with my general before focusing back on the task at hand.
"Grenade!" A yell sounded as a small bomb flew into the middle of our group, scattering the troop. I cursed and threw myself over the grenade just before it blew up. The force sent me flying up into the air before making me crash back down onto the hard ground. I groaned in pain and rolled onto my back, coughing the dust out my lungs.
Now, I bet I know what you're wondering. Why the hell didn't that blast kill me? Well, to be honest I'm not completely sure myself. I was born this way. Nothing can harm me, I mean sure I feel the pain; but I don't get wounded and I can't be killed. Kinda handy if you're in the army if I do say so myself.
"Who the hell threw an open grenade at my squadron?!" the general yelled, looking round in anger. I picked myself up off the ground and realised the agents from SHIELD were all staring at me like I was some mutant. I wouldn't be surprised if I was actually.
"That would have been me." Fury remarked. "I've been watching one of your soldiers for a while now and felt the time was right for my theory to be tested." He looked directly at me. "If you would follow me Sergeant Lloyd, I would like you to join the Avengers. Your power is of use to us." I licked my dry lips to stop them cracking before answering him.
"Sir, I will not leave my men." I stated, standing straight with my hands linked behind my back and a serious expression on my face.
"You just took a grenade for them, you should be dead. Which is why you will come to SHIELD."
"No sir." I replied, standing my ground. He walked right up to me so he was standing barely an inch from me before speaking loudly at my face, but I didn't even flinch. You get used to this during the training, especially in your first few years in the forces.
"That wasn't a question sergeant, I made it an order."
"And I said no." I replied firmly. "I suggest you look the word up in a dictionary if you do not know what it means." I heard someone whistle from behind him, but my gaze never wavered from the Director in front of me.
"Damn, she's got courage." I heard a man remark. Fury started becoming frustrated while I looked at him calmly as he stepped back towards the new group.
"I do not want to use my agents on you, but I will if you don't cooperate Miss Lloyd."
"It's not wise to threaten a member of the armed forces with their general nearby sir." I let a small smirk slip onto my face as my general started yelling at him for threatening one of his best soldiers. I quoted that by the way.
My concentration broke from them as I heard a small click come from a few yards away. I strained my ears and turned around just in time to be met with a hard kick to the chest, making me trip backwards with a grunt as the air was knocked out of me. I rolled to avoid my head being stomped on and flipped back onto my feet, standing in the traditional fighting stance for hand to hand combat.
I blocked a few hits he swung my way before ducking and hitting him low in the stomach with my fist, making him double over where I then slammed his face down to meet my knee before shoving him down to the ground; pressing my foot firmly into his chest to keep him there.
"As you can see, she is one of my best soldiers. I'm not willing to lose her, we need her out here."
"And if her parents weren't so stupid in abandoning her then we could negotiate a deal that would work for the both of us."
My anger flared up and I left the man on the ground in order to shove my way in front of the Director of SHIELD. An arm held me back by appearing in front of me and I saw the blank expressioned man in front of me through a red haze.
"If you wanted me so badly Director, then you would have read my file. You would have seen that my parents didn't abandon me, they were killed. By a group of your so called agents five years ago. So no, I will not be going with you. The only way you would be able to take me is when I'm dead, but unfortunately I can't die."
I pushed the arm off me before walking back to where my team were signed to reside in the tent we shared. None of them were there at the moment and I presumed that they were in the mess tent for lunch so I sat on the end of my cot with my head in my hands.
I heard someone enter the tent and glanced up to see a built man with blue eyes and dark blonde hair walking towards me before crouching down so he was level with me as I was still sitting; not bothering to get up when he came in.
"I apologise for what SHIELD did to your parents, I know how it feels to lose family." He said gently, probably not wanting to anger me. "I also know what it's like here. The need to protect your men with your life when you go out into the enemy land. I was like you, a soldier, still am in my heart. It's hard to get rid of."
"Amy Lloyd, sir." I said, holding my hand out towards him. He took my hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it softly.
"Steve Rogers, pleasure to meet you ma'am." He replied, giving me a charming smile. His name rang a bell in my head as I held back the light blush that wanted to appear on my cheeks.
"Have you ever tried walking through fire Steve?" I asked. His expression turned into one of confusion as he shook his head.
"I can't say I have, although I imagine it would be painful."
"It's better than the bad tingly feeling Fury gives me. Everything could be on fire and I'd still prefer it over him." I remarked.
Steve laughed and it seemed to lighten my mood slightly, making a smile tug at the corners of my lips.
"I think he gives everyone that impression ma'am." He smiled with his blue eyes sparkling in amusement.