Hey, guys! Welcome back to another chapter. I am a bit sorry for giving you another short chapter! I work full time and my hours are a bit whacky meaning I only have a few hours to do what I need to do before going to bed around six in the afternoon. I was going to make a longer chapter but I ended up falling asleep after I got back from work and didn't wake up until three, almost four. So, I do apologize but I'm off Sunday and Monday, so hopefully I'll give you a longer chapter.
Anyway, as you know, I do not own anything but my OC's. Everything else belongs to Marvel.
Sorry for any errors of any sort. This was a bit rushed.
"Oh, god, I've missed my swords." Spencer whispered in awe she swiftly twirled black katana's in her dainty hands. She was currently suiting up with Nat. They were both in their temporary living quarters. This section of the hellicarrier was only meant for the rest of the Avengers. Nat's room was right across from Spencer's. Her usual uniform had been neatly folded on her bed along with her other weapons; the weapons she absolutely adored. Spencer was standing in the room in nothing but her bra and underwear, since she had just taken a shower.
Nat was shaking her head with a small, amused smile, "You're had them tinkered with while you were away." Nat murmured coming to the young girl's side and gesturing to the matte black throwing knives set out on her bed, "We've infused these with a certain type of metal that will observed your electricity, so, when you throw them—" Nat gestured for her to pick one up.
Obediently, Spencer picked one of them up, allowing the electricity humming in her body to flow to her fingertips and immediately, the black blade began cackling with blue electricity. Spencer glanced at Nat with excitement. Nat smirked at Spencer's reaction before nodding her head silently commanding Spencer to throw the blade. With a swift flick of her wrist, the blade flew forward embedding itself into one of Spencer's pillows. Instantly, the entire pillow began to sizzle and cackle with electricity for a couple of seconds before stopping. Spencer quickly plucked the blade up and marveled at it.
"Oh my god, you know, I love when I get new toys." Spencer whined happily doing a little happy dance.
Nat rolled her sharp eyes, "You also got some new modifications with your uniform. We made it out of material that won't burn at your clothes whenever you challenge your inner Sparky." Nat grinned slyly at Spence knowing the assassin hated when anyone called her that.
Spencer shot Nat a dark, flat glare before setting her blades down and picking up the black Glock 32 that her old man had given her a long time ago. It had been his when he first started at S.H.I.E.L.D and she treasured it dearly. "What about this baby? Please, tell me you modified it too!" Spencer begged happily.
Nat laughed softly and shook her head again, "I think you have a bad obsession with being an assassin, Spence." Nat teased fondly.
Spencer grinned at Nat before saying, "I was taught by the best agents in the world, Nat, don't forget that."
Nat smiled at the compliment but there was this sad, distant look in her eyes. She always had that look in her eye. Spencer never asked why. Spencer knew Nat had a rough upbringing and she only knew the things Nat has told her about when Nat was younger years before S.H.I.E.L.D but Spencer suspected that the sad gleam in Nat's eyes…was because she was remembering a horrible part in her younger life.
"The bullets," Nat cleared her throat as she returned to normal, "They're infused with the similar metal in your throwing knives. To harness your electricity."
Spencer's eyes widened, "Whoa," I whispered lowly, "That's going to suck for whoever gets shot by me." She commented with a slight cringe.
"You can try it out on Tony." Nat suggested innocently.
Spencer sent Nat a dry look but there was a smirk on her face, "I could, couldn't I?" The girl mused gently. Both Nat and Spencer exchanged smirks as Spencer reached over to begin getting dressed. "Estimated time for arrival of the green guy and the old man?" Spencer questioned pulling the black, tight jeans on.
Nat plopped back down in the chair in the corner, "Within ten minutes. So I suggest you hurry." Nat responded quietly before smirking, "You wanna bet that Phil asks Captain Steve Rogers to sign his trading cards?"
Spencer laughed throwing on the tight black shirt swiftly, "He's probably too star struck to even ask." Spencer quietly strapped on her sheaths on her back, gun straps to her left thigh while her throwing knives on her right thigh. That was her uniform to waltz around the base but when they were in action, She'd wear something entirely different. Spencer pulled on some black socks and tugged on her favorite black high top Converse.
Spencer tucked her short hair behind an ear before turning to Nat with a grin. Her eyes were on Spencer's converse, "Seriously, what is up with you and those shoes." Nat shook her head with a small smirk, "They're against protocol."
Spencer snorted, "As if anyone cares." She replied breezily as they both exited Spencer's room and started to head up towards the main deck. "How long did we're up in the air?" Spencer was replying to a text message from Fitz. Apparently, he wanted her to try out some of his new toys he left with Director Fury. Spencer shook her head with a small chuckle replying sweetly: I'll try not to break these new ones;) before turning her attention to Nat.
"Should be soon," Nat glanced at her watch, "Once the Cap and Dr. Banner arrive, I believe." She handed Spencer her earpiece, which She had totally forgotten to put on. Spencer gave Nat a sheepish giggle since Spencer saw the stern look on Nat's face.
Spencer swiftly put in the earpiece, "So," She pursued her lips glancing at Nat, "Have you heard anything on Clint?"
Nat stiffened at the mention of the older assassin, "No," She spoke icily with a displeased frown on her sharp features, "They don't want word getting out about him especially to…Laura and the kids."
Spencer's stomach turned uneasily and nodded, "Has she called you?"
Nat shook her head, "No, thank god."
"Dr. Banner has just arrived. Captain Rogers should arrive momentarily." Director Fury spoke through their earpiece.
Spencer breathed in a sigh, "I finally get to meet Dr. Banner." She muttered with an uneasy grin.
Nat, on the other hand, didn't look as affected. "As long as he doesn't get angry we should be fine. Just remember what Director Fury told you earlier about interacting with him." Nat reminded as she held a door open for the young girl. Spencer gracefully slinked past her as they began to descend up the stairs to the top deck.
"I wish I could've brought Cooper." Spencer complained through the earpiece.
Nat snickered beside her. Fury responded instantly, "I don't give a flying fuck what you wanted. We should've never given you that damn beast."
Spencer muttered into the earpiece, "And to think, he looks up to you. You know, he practices this facial expression in the mirror and I swear it's almost as if I'm looking at you."
Nat was laughing quietly beside her.
Fury growled through the earpiece, "You keep talking and you'll end up with an eye patch too." Spencer paled hearing chuckling in the background. It sounded a lot like Maria Hill. Spencer scowled at nothing in particular as someone held the deck door open. Bright light momentarily blinded her and she blinked furiously to gain her eyesight again. The jet had just landed on the landing deck. Both assassin's walked up just as Spencer's dad walked out with Captain Steve Rogers.
"Holy shit, he's handsome." Spencer cursed quietly under my breath.
Nat threw her a dry but amused look as if she was torn between being that motherly figure or that sisterly figure.
Captain Rogers stood a bit awkwardly beside Phil Coulson. He had thick muscles in all the right places, light brown-blonde hair, and baby blue eyes. Seriously, it was no wonder why everyone loved him. He was definitely easy on the eye but too bad that the man was almost ninety years old. Yeah, Spencer don't think her old man would like that very much. The old man practically gets a panic attack every time a guy gets anywhere near Spencer.
"This is Agent Romanoff," Phil introduced nodding in greeting to Nat, "And this is my daughter, Spencer."
Steve gave a small smile to the both women, "Steve Rogers." He introduced himself kindly.
"Dad? They need you on the bridge." Spencer chirped happily.
"Face time." Nat gave a sharp smirk.
Dad nodded, "See you there." He nods to Nat and pats his daughter's shoulder before heading back inside the hellicarrier leaving Steve with Nat and Spencer. They began to walk towards the railing. The air felt nice and cold giving Spencer a bit of goose bumps on her arms, the air was sweet with ocean water, and it was a beautiful blue sky out today. Spencer breathed in the sweet air allowing the scent to fill her lungs. Spencer had been living in New York City for the past year. The air in the Big Apple was definitely not clean or even healthy; it reeked like garbage, cigarette smoke, and greedy wall-street people. Out here…the air was clean, refreshing, and untouched.
Spencer gad missed that about going out on missions and traveling the world. The air was always different. Everything felt new. The people were different, the food too. Spencer was free when she was an assassin but…a small part of her did like living as a civilian.
"There was quite the buzz around here, finding you in the ice," Nat and Spencer were walking on both sides of Steve. The man chuckled but Spencer could see he wasn't fond of hearing this topic again. Poor guy, she could understand that feeling. Nat had a slight cat-like grin, "I thought Coulson was gonna swoon." Spencer laughed quietly and Steve's strained expression softened with amusement and a small mix of awkwardness.
"Did he ask you to sign his Captain America trading cards yet?" Spencer had her own Cheshire Cat smirk on her young face.
Steve, obviously not knowing how to deal with two women as Nat and Spencer, shuffled awkwardly but held the cute, all Americana smile, "Trading cards?" He asked seeming surprise to hear such a thing. What did he expect? He was famous, after all.
The small trio continued walking along the railing as Spencer spotted a few dolphins swimming alongside the hellicarrier. "They're vintage," Nat swiftly replied trying to hide the smile that was threatening to come out, "He's very proud." Indeed, Spencer's dad was. She was pretty sure he treasured the trading cards just as much as he treasured her.
From the corner of Spencer's eye, she saw a figure sticking out like a sore thumb. Dr. Banner was, obviously, nervous as hell. He was trying to walk straight but people kept walking in his way. Dr. Banner was rather handsome for an older fellow, Spencer inwardly scoffed and thought, look at Steve! He was almost over ninety year's old and looking damn fine! Although, Spencer's would have to voice her opinions on his ugly fashion choice.
Steve took notice of the nervous man stumbling around on the deck looking completely lost, "Dr. Banner!" Steve greets with a pleasant and kind smile as he walks up to the man and shakes his hand.
Banner gives a nervous smile and Spencer took notice of the way he was wringing his hands after letting go of Steve's hand, "Oh, yeah, Hi. They told me you'd be coming." Banner informed glancing over towards Nat and Spencer. He nods in brief greeting towards Nat, who in return, nods back. His eyes land on brown haired girl with a very kind face and brilliantly blue eyes.
Spencer gave a bright smile stepping up towards the famous man.
Spencer held out my hand for him, "Dr. Banner! Nice to finally meet you, at last, seriously, you are a lot more handsome then I expected you to be." She chirped earning a bewildered stare from Steve. Nat was resisting the urge to laugh as she was already used to Spencer's usual blunt and happy personality. "My name's Spencer Coulson, you might know my father." She added as Banner stared at her with a strange look on his face.
He hesitated for a moment before giving Spencer a more genuine smile and shaking her small hand, "Nice to meet you too. Thank you, I guess, although I'm sure you must've seen pictures of me and yes, I've met him briefly. Interesting guy." Banner sounds a bit less nervous and Spencer saw his shoulders relax a bit too.
"Yeah, well, most of the pictures didn't capture your ruggedness at all or your expressive brown eyes. Pictures don't really capture the beauty of people, I think." Spencer explained honestly with a shrug and rolling back on the heels of her feet.
Banner smiled a bit more and nodded in understanding before Steve started to speak, "Word is you can find the cube."
Banner's smile turned a bit strained and nervous again, "Is that the only word on me?" He glanced at Nat before looking at Steve again.
Steve shook his head with that Americana smile, "Only word I care about." His response seemed to have relaxed the man again. Banner had taken the sentiment to heart. "Must be strange for you, all of this." Banner briefly gestured to the chaos surrounding them.
Steve smiled in amusement showing his pearly whites, "Well, this is actually kind of familiar." Nat and Spencer exchanged predatory smirks knowing of the bet Fury made with Steve. Oh, Steve, he was about to be proven wrong.
"Gentlemen, you may wanna step inside in a minute. It's gonna get a little hard to breath." Nat was doing a poor job of hiding her smirk and so was Spencer. The crew around the small group scrambled around to secure all of the jets and some rushing into the safety inside the hellicarrier. The entire ship began to shaking causing the metal to groan. Banner looks pale and Steve looks surprised.
"Is this is submarine?" Even Steve doesn't look too keen on the thought of being submerged under water. Spencer was certain no one was keen on the keen with being submerged under thousands of feet of water. She, for sure, didn't.
"Really? They want me in a submerged pressurized metal container?" Banner mocked uneasily as his eyes darted around the deck before they both moved closer to the edge of the hellicarrier. As the hellicarrier began to shake and lift out of the water, four huge lift fans that were mounted on the side started to lift the large hellicarrier into the air. Steve looks completely awed and Nat and I exchanged smug looks.
Banner, on the other hand, has a strained smile on his face, "Oh, no. This is much worse."
Okay, so, I've been struggling with finding a name for Spencer. Her Avenger nickname, you can say. Example: Tony Stark is Iron Man. Natasha is Black Widow. Clint is Hawkeye, ya get it? I was going for Elektra or Electra but that's already been taken in the Marvel Universe. So, I was hoping you guys would help me out a bit and make some suggestions? It would help out!
I was thinking of something like Venus of Jupiter; since both planets are known for their electrical storms and such. Or Static but I don't know. I want something that has a ring to it and fits my character. I might go for Venus but idk, what do you guys think? It would help out if you suggest anything at all!