Wildfire

Foreword 

After the fall of SHIELD the internet lit up with people looking for all the juicy details, not everyone had good intentions. The Index was created to keep an eye on individuals with exceptional skills and abilities, in the fallout those people began to disappear. The Avengers moved into Stark tower slowly but surely. One by one they made their way to New York. Inside the futuristic skyscraper Jarvis kept watch over the world with his fingers in every digital pie.

In the wilderness of northern Canada a quinjet lands silently in the trees. Landing nearby Thor and Ironman meet the plane as the door opens and their team step out.

"Took you long enough, you drive like my grandma." Stark taunts as Clint shrugs on his quiver. The archer gives a sneer and hunches over in an impersonation.

"Kids these days, no respect." He screeches with a hand on his hip and his bow as a cane. Natasha rolls her eyes and Steve clears his throat.

"Alright, we need to get as many captives out as we can before setting off any alarms. If we go in guns blazing they could kill them before we can release them. Natasha I want you to come with me for the infiltration, Clint find a perch and keep an eye out. When I give the signal I want Thor out front drawing attention and Stark in the sky picking them off. Bruce and the med staff are standing by to assist any captives when we return to the tower. Let's move before we lose the sun." He says with a stern face and rigid posture. The last few bases had been a bust, cleared out before they could get boots on the ground. Steve, Sam and Natasha had been keeping an eye out for Bucky and so far they had been following his trail of burned down hydra hideouts. Hopefully they were here before him. 

Making their way through the snow Natasha and Steve kept quiet as the concrete walls and wire fences came into view. Circling in closer they shoot the guards and break open the doors to the lower levels. Inside the halls are a bright white and the floors are neatly polished, there's a chill in the air and the smell of antiseptic itches their noses. Down the halls they make their way towards the high concentration of unmoving heat signatures that are sure to be the gifted people. Breaking open a large steel door they come upon a hallway lined with plastic rooms, inside are a handleful of people in tattered jumpsuits and dirty scrubs. of the eight rooms only three are occupied. The first has a young man no older than sixteen with hollow cheeks and pale hair. Working down the line they pull out another man and a woman who keep silent as they watch them set up explosives and explain how to get out. The other man is short with dark hair and a permanent scowl he wears as he nods and crosses his arms over his chest. The woman stands close to him with curious eyes and hands clasped together in front of her as though to keep from fiddling.

"We have a quinjet not far from here, once we get you out of here the others are going to tear down the building and we will take you back to New York with us. From there we want to help you find a way to hide from Hydra." Natasha tells them as Steve sweeps the room and peaks out the door to see if the hall is clear. 

"Listen bub, I appreciate the rescue and all but if you don't mind I plan on tearing a few throats before I get outta here." The short burly man says, showing them the claws that extend from his knuckles. The woman looks between them and the wide eyed boy and shakes her head before agreeing.

"We will get out of here faster if we work together," She says with a hint of a French accent softening her r's. Steve nods to Natasha and holds open the door as he puts a finger to his com.

"Alright, we have the prisoners, bring it down." 

"Aye aye captain!" Comes through before there's a rumble and yells erupt down the hall. Waving to them Steve leads everyone out of the sterile room and works his way towards the exit so they can get the boy to the plane. The shorter man runs ahead before Steve can say anything and brings down a guard as he turns the corner. He's down before  he can raise his weapon and the man gives Steve a wild grin as he wipes off his claws on the guards vest. Natasha raises a brow as she looks at Steve and whispers into her com to keep an eye out for the feral.

"We should hurry and get Warren out of here." The woman says, keeping the boy tucked close and her eyes never stopping as they roam the halls. Natasha nods to Steve and they split as they come to a crossroad, Steve and the man go left as Natasha and the boy and woman go right. 

"Be careful." Steve calls to them, catching Nat's eye before they run towards the door. Natasha bursts through the doors with guns out and shoots down three guards as they turn to look at them. Without stopping they rush across the courtyard to the fence, Natasha shooting down guards and the woman covering the boy as much as possible. 

"We need to hop the fence. Can you handle that?" She calls back to them as she turns to face the building to cover them. There's a wave of heat and the sound of rushing flames before the fence melts down and clears a path for them. Natasha takes a moment to quirk an eyebrow at the woman who has fire in her hands and a golden glint in her eye before shrugging it off and running towards the jet that sits a little ways into the forest.

securing the boy to one of the seats Nat takes a second to look at the woman.

"If I'm going to fight with you I'd like to know you name." She says with a hand on her hip and mouth tight in a frown.

"I'm Amy, this is Warren, the man we were with is Logan. Thank you for coming to get us, it would of taken far longer to get out on our own." the woman answers with a polite nod and a glance back to the boy who is asleep in his seat. Closing the hatch Natasha checks her weapons and looks towards the sound of gunfire. 

"Alright then Amy, show me what you've got." She says with a grin. Amy lifts a brow before her eyes shift from brown to gold and a wave of heat spreads from her. Her skin heats and Nat takes a step back as the woman becomes molten lava and starts running towards the base. With a whispered "damn" she follows close behind the trail of melted snow and burning trees.  Coming into the clearing they find the building has a few new holes where Stark and Thor have hacked away at it, arrows and bullets whizz through the air as guards fall and the team works its way into the compound. Catching up to Steve and Logan where they fight a group of guards Natasha leaps towards a guard that has crept up on the captain and snaps his neck between her thighs.

"Just in time, I saved a few for you." Steve says with a wink as he tosses a minion against the wall and catches his shield. Nat blows him a kiss as she shoots down a few men, making a blush creep up Steve's neck and Logan huff a laugh. From where she waited outside Amy watches the team as they tear into the building, noting the archer in his nest and the thunder god on the roof. From the corner of her eye she sees the glint of a sniper in the trees a few hundred feet from them and watches as the mystery gunman takes down guards the team let slip. stepping towards a wall she rests a hand against the concrete and let's it melt beneath her fingers. Looking towards the fighting she steps away and into the building, leaving a trail of melted wall as she walks towards the command room.

quickly the guards are down and the few left are tied up and knocked out. The team gathers outside the base and look around for a second to catch their breath.

"What happened to the lava lady?" Starks asks as his visor lifts. Turning to look at the building there is a rumbling noise that grows louder as the building crumbles and melts. Melting the concrete in her way amy walks calmly towards the group, no longer molten she ignores her nudity as she hands Tony a USB drive.

"I thought you might like to have this." She says with a grin at his dumbfounded look. Steve clears his throat and pointedly looks away, nudging Clint who stares openly at the woman. Thor offers his cape with a jovial smile and praise for such a strong warrior maiden. Wrapped in red with her long black hair tangled around her shoulders Amy grins at Logan as the Avengers walk them towards the plane.

"You owe me twenty bucks."