This is the last setup chapter, tomorrow she meets an avenger *laughs maniacally*. Disclaimer: I own nothing exept my OC, Dani.
"Ow!"
Dani was jerked from her desperate plea as the chair disappeared, leaving her to fall painfully on her butt.
Hissing as she stood up, she looked around- Not only had the chair disappeared, the entire classroom was gone..? She was standing in an alley, a rather wet one at that.
"Hello", came a voice... but it wasnt sound, it seemed to be coming from inside her head. Dani looked around frantically.
There was a floating orb. A freaking, white glowing orb, the size of a basketball, floating right in front of her face. Violently starting, she cursed and fell again.
She felt in her mind the orb's amusement.
"Who are you and where am I?" Dani asked, starting to panic. A tight feeling was rising in her chest.
"I was sent to give you your mission. You will understand where you are shortly" The orb stated in her mind. Dani noted that It glowed more brightly when it "talked". Shaking her head and standing up, she said,
"No, where AM I. I have to take my finals, I am late as it is! Which way is my school?" The orb projected annoyance.
"Your school is not here."
"Well I KNOW that", she said, fear disappearing, replaced by irritation.
"Come have a look", the orb commanded, and began to float down the alley. Becoming angry, Dani stomped after It, only to freeze in shock as they reached the street.
"Where... where am I..." She asked again. The orb bobbed.
"The question is not where, it is when." Along the street, people were walking, but their clothes... Dani recognised the style of dress. If she didnt know better she would say she was in the thirties...
A car drove by. Dani hung her mouth open. The car looked old as well... the street! The buildings lining it, they looked like the buildings her history book had pictures of!
"Yes, you are in the thirties", the orb confirmed what she was thinking.
"No. No. What the heck, no. That isn't possable", she fussed. As she started to walk down the street, ignoring the odd looks she was getting from the pedestrians, the orb drifted after her.
"It is. You are actually exactly in the year 1930. Your mission starts here", the orb glowed. Panicking because the the period apropriate atmosphere was starting to convince her, Dani said angrily,
"Is this some kind of a joke? Time travel isn't real". The orb flew in front of her.
"If you don't trust me, trust your eyes. You have what you need for your mission, so just listen to me for a minute. I don't have much time before my energy wears out, so pay attention". Glaring, Dani kept stomping down the street, Orb in tow.
"You need to save people". She stopped and turned around.
"What?"
"You need to save people. You must preserve the timeline BY saving some people, you must save some people while working AROUND the timeline and some you will need to save in SPITE of the timeline". The orb glowed and started to spark a bit.
"What do you mean, the timeline? What are you talking about?" Dani was becoming majorly frustrated with the orb, and fought the urge to drop-kick It.
"Weren't you listening?" the orb grumped. "Save people but don't destroy the timeline". Sparks from the orb increased, and Its light began do dim. "I am out of power", it stated.
"WAIT! How do I get home?!" Dani yelled. A couple walking by on the sidewalk gave her a look like she was bonkers and gave her lots of room.
"Finish the mission, then you can go home" the orb said, voice fading, as it started quickly disappearing.
"NO! WAIT!" She attempted to grab the now transparent sphere, but her hands went right though. "...Why me...?" She asked, close to tears.
"You asked for it..." the sphere disappeared entirely. Dani just stood there.
"..."
"..."
"I AM ALONE IN THE THIRTIES" she finally yelled at the sky. A woman with a child who had been walking towards her turned abruptly and dragged her little boy away as Dani made the stink eye. Dani screamed. She kicked a rock, conveniently placed near her foot.
It hit an expensive looking car.
She put her hand on her mouth in shock as the owner of the car turned. He started across the street, yelling, and Dani turned and ran, not wanting to see what the man had to say. She ran, purse flapping annoyingly, and didn't stop until she could go no further.
Dani finally stopped crying and stood up from the apartment steps where she had sat.
People in the thirties are so nice, she observed. A total of seven people had stopped and offered her a handkerchief, and only two of them had asked about her strange clothes. To be honest, even in 2016 her clothes would be strange. Her socks were mismatched, for one thing. The left one was a fuzzy anklet sock, which left weird lint in her toes. She hated that freaking sock...
The right one was... a striped rainbow sock? She cussed to herself. It wasn't even the same length, what was she thinking this morning?
This morning...
She remembered that she hadn't had time to eat this morning. Dani was a black hole when it came to food, her fast metabolism made her hungry all the time. She needed to find food.
Her stomach gurgled in agreement.
She reached into her purse, hoping to find a loose granola bar or something, and found...
A bunch of money? Ten dollars, to be exact. Dani didn't understand where that had come from, usually she was lucky to have a quarter in there. Well she could buy food. But first... she really needed to fit in better. People were pointing, and somebody was talking to a police man down the road and gesturing at her. Oh, yes, she recognised the guy... he had offered her his ratty handkerchief and had proceeded to flirt with her. Dani had given him an earful. Getting up, she limped away to the next road over to hatch a plan.
The way she saw it, being a girl in the thirties would only make life more difficult. She looked into a shop window at her reflection, and sighed.
The hair would have to go.
She reached for her purse again, she knew she had scissors in there. Dani had lost track of all the times she got in trouble for bringing scissors to school, but now she was glad she had them.
Check that, she was NOT glad. It had taken her years, long long years, to get her hair to grow back after...
She was not going to think of that now. Her hair would not be doing her any favors at this time. Holding her breath, she released the little bit if hair still contained by the bun. With a determined face masking her inner turmoil, she began chopping her locks away.
"Not bad. Not bad if I do say so myself", she commented, turning on point. Her parents had laughed when she had taken an extracurricular class on hair cutting. Who was laughing now, huh?
"Who am I kidding, I'm not laughing", she mumbled. Granted, she had a kind of feminine face, but with the short hair she could almost pass as a boy.
Almost... she looked down at her chest. This would not do. Guys who were as thin as she was did NOT have man boobs. There had to be something in her purse. Reaching in, her hands found... Clothes?
Dani was certain that she hadnt put those in there this morning. She would bet her left leg that she hadn't (but frankly, considering how much that leg hurt, she wouldnt miss it much). Upon shaking them out, she discovered that they were period specific clothes.
"Wooowww" came a voice from across the street. A boy in clean but ratty clothes was looking at what she was holding like it was pure gold. Mentally, Dani facepalmed. It's the depression, you moron. You cant wear these, they will attract too much attention. They are way too nice. She looked at the kid... he was about her size.
"You want to trade?" She asked him. His face lit up and he began to strip on the spot.
"Oh. Oh. No. Bro. Dude. Stop that." She said, turning away as the kid, who couldnt have been more than nine, took off everything but his underwear.
"Here!" He said, smile splitting his face. Blushing, Dani made the trade. "Thank you sir" the kid said, putting his new clothes on to her relief. She shuffled away quickly. It was kind of sad that he was willing to do that to get new clothes, but it WAS the depression...
Dani found an ally that didn't lead to a busy street and quickly changed. Her purse had mysteriously produced some medical tape, which she had hesitantly used to bind her chest. It made it slightly difficult to breathe, but hey, at least now she looked like any normal seventeen year old male in the early depression. Her boyish figure made it easy to pull off- for once she was not cursing her flatness.
She abandoned her clothes in the alley and slung her purse over her shoulder. It was an old looking messanger bag that fit in with the clothes, so she decided to keep it with her. Besides, maybe the next thing it would "magically" produce would be a big mac.
A noise caught her attention as she limped down the street. Looking down in an alley, she saw two decently muscular guys beating up what looked to be a kid. Well, Dani had had just about enough with this day, so she decided that pounding these punks would be a good stress reliever. Balling her fists, she stomped down the alley and kicked the one who wasn't facing her square in the butt.
He slowly turned around.
Dani gulped.
"Um... Hi..?" She offered. Well, crap.
And there you have it! Guess who the kid getting beat up is? Ah who am I kidding, you know already. But the ACTION starts when I post tomorrow's chapter, so buckle up. Also we see some of her personality tomorrow. I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Again, if I get enough people following I will make a poll to see if I should ship her with someone. If i wind up shipping her with Steve Rogers it will be post-ice Rogers. I ship Steggy too much to do away with that entirely.
-Stax