The Spark

*BEEP BEEP*

I groan as I wake up, my hand rubbing at my face as I look over the side of the bed to see what was making the incessant beeping noise.

Looking over, I see Beeper sitting there, his robot eyes looking up at me, his little claw hands resting by his sides.

“Oh hey little buddy, what you up to?”

He whirs to life as he hears my voice, and I chuckle as he waves at me. Gently, I pick him up and place him on the bed next to me. Beeping softly, he hands me a note that was sticky taped to his front.

Hey (Y/N),

I told Beeper to give you wake up call, if you needed it. So if you are reading this, then you need it.

- Tony

I chuckle, folding the note up again and placing it on the bedside table.

“Beeper, what time is it?”

Proudly, he presses a button on his side and the black screen on his front lights up to show that it is 10:35 am.

“Thanks Beeper” I gently put him back on the ground again, and he whirs a goodbye, then runs off into a Beeper sized hole in the wall which closes after him.
Grinning, I get up and walk over to my walk-in wardrobe, flicking on the soft set of lights, my eyes squinting at what appears to be a new rack of clothes at the back of the room.

Walking closer, I examine the clothes I find there. Grinning, I recognize them to be made of fire-proof material, and they were all in mainly dark tones, such as navy blue, deep green, maroon red, dark gold and black.

10 minutes later, I walk out of my room dressed in dark blue leggings, with a fitted, black, long sleeved shirt, completed with a dark green, knee length coat with a high collar and black hiking boots.

Walking tall with my phone in my pocket, I get into the lift, humming a song that I had made up in my head. With a small smile on my face, I walk out of the elevator and look around at the groups of Avengers scattered around the communal floor.

Even though I had grown more comfortable around everyone, I still stuck to the shadows, my footsteps light as I make myself an extra strong cup of coffee, and I sip it slowly, walking over to an empty table near the edge of the room. I look around the room, my eyes sliding over everyone in a search for my favourite assassin.

“Why do you look so sad M’Lady?” a soft voice whispers from behind me. Stiffening, I turn around in my seat to see a pale looking man, his long black hair slicked back from his face. I look him up and down to see that he was wearing a sort of armoured, black and green knee length coat with a gold trim that wraps around him. It also has a high collar and silver greaves protecting his wrists. The resemblance of our similarity of clothing strikes me as I focused on his face. He coughs, a small smile on his face as he looks at me curiously, and I realise that I had been staring at him.

“Oh, I was just looking for someone” I hesitate as I look at him.

“You’re Loki, right?”

He looks shocked at the fact that I know who he is.

“That is right, I am Loki Odinson. May I know how you know who I am?” His eyes search my face.

“I read about you. In mythology books” I clarify as he looks confused. After hearing that, he nods knowingly, shooting me a small smile.

“And what is your name?”

“Brother! I see that you have met (Y/N) (Y/L/N)dotter” Thor booms from behind me, and I gasp when he wraps his arms around me in a tight hug, nearly crushing my ribs.

“Brother, I think (Y/N) would like her ribs intact” Loki says dryly, and Thor promptly drops me, a sheepish smile on his face.

“Sorry Lady (Y/N), I truly did not mean to hurt you”

I shake my head, laughing quietly.

“Don’t worry Thor, you didn’t hurt me, just surprised me t’is all. But Loki was right, I do like my ribs intact, for future reference” Loki smiles at that, and Thor smiles broadly as well.

“Of course. Loki, did you know that our Asgardian alcohol has no effect on (Y/N)? And she still beat me at chugging!”

Loki looks at me curiously, his eyes searching my face. “Really, (Y/N)? How did you do that?”

“Um, I just have a high tolerance for alcohol I guess” I shrug, my hands fidgeting as I look around the room, looking for someone to get me out of this potentially bad situation. When I see Bucky, a smile erupts on my face, and I turn back to the Asgardian brothers.

“Sorry guys, I just saw the person I was looking for.” I gesture to Bucky, and Thor has a giant grin on his face. But when I look at Loki, his face is sombre as he studies Bucky across the room.

I nervously take my leave, heading away from the brothers and walking closer to Bucky, my coat flapping behind me with how fast I was walking. Bucky seems to sense me, as he turns around to face me, his face lighting up with a smile.

“Hey Doll” Bucky says quietly, his eyes roaming up and down my body, checking out the new clothes that I was wearing. Then, out of pure instinct, I grab his hand and thread my fingers with his, drawing closer to him. He smiles with pure delight and wraps his free hand around me in a side hug.

“I thought you weren’t a big fan of, what did you call it? PDA?” Bucky’s eyebrows raise with curiosity.

“PDA means Public Display of Affection. And honestly, I really don’t care what other people think. I really like you Bucky. I want to stay with you” I say honestly, gazing into his eyes, searching them for a reaction. And Bucky definitely reacted. With a chuckle, he pulls me closer to him and presses his lips to mine, giving me a sweet and gentle kiss.

“Thanks Buck” I murmur quietly when he pulls away.

“No, thank you (Y/N)” Bucky whispers, his eyes locked on mine.

Someone coughs behind us, and I turn around to see nearly all the Avengers standing behind us, all in various stages of shock and amazement. I blush under all the gazes, attempting to bury my face in Bucky’s neck but he only chuckles, pulling me into him as he guides me around so we are both facing the group.

“Pay up” Sam announces suddenly, looking at Clint with a smirk. Clint groans, fishing a $20 bill out of his pocket and slaps it into Sam’s palm. I watch the bargaining with my mouth open.

“You guys were betting on us?” I look around at the group, and no one meets my gaze.

“Yep” Tony pipes up, walking to the front of the group and collecting bets from Natasha, Wanda and Clint.

“Wow. You too Wanda?”

Wanda blushes, and elbows Natasha in the side.

“Both Wanda and I thought you would be so awkward that you wouldn’t be together for at least another couple of weeks” Nat admits, shrugging as I look at her.

“Well, it’s a shame you were wrong. Lost yourself $20” Bucky snorts, his hand tightening around my waist. I smile as well, then my eyes are drawn to a person standing behind the group.

Loki’s face was blank, his eyes cold as he locked gazes with me. Frowning, I blink my eyes, then he’s gone, completely out of sight. I sigh, when a light bulb lights up in my mind.

“Hey guys, could you listen up for a sec?” I say loudly, and everyone’s gaze falls on me. I see Bucky and Tony shoot me a look, laced with concern, but I wave my hand at Tony in a don’t worry gesture, and I squeezed Bucky’s hand.

“Well, I know some of you wondered why Tony even brought me here in the first place, and only a few of you know the truth, and some of you may have suspected already” I pause.

“I – um, I have powers”

There’s instantly a babble of voices from the people that didn’t already know. Sighing, I rest against Bucky as I wait for the chatter to settle down.

“Hey Bruce, mind if I use your containment unit again?” I yell out to Bruce, who is standing near the wall, and he nods.

“Buck, I’ll meet you in Bruce’s lab. Tell everyone to go there when they’ve calmed down” I sigh, pulling away from Bucky who looks disappointed at the loss of contact but he nods.

I slip away into the elevator, my gaze on the group of Avengers that hadn’t even noticed that I was missing, and Tony and Bruce slip in with me. We all keep quiet as the elevator doors close, and stay quiet until the doors open.

“(Y/N), are you sure you’re up to this?” Tony asks quietly as I walk in front of them, the boys walking behind me. I don’t answer till I’m standing in front of the containment unit.

“(Y/N)” Tony says hesitantly, placing a hand on my shoulder to turn me around.

“Yeah Tony, I’m alright” I shrug.

“Hey (Y/N) have this” Bruce walks over to me and hands me an earpiece. I look at him curiously but I place it in my ear anyway.

“It’s so we can talk to you easier when you’re in the unit” Bruce explains, holding the corresponding earpiece in his hand.

“Um, would you mind giving that to Bucky?” I look down at the earpiece, and Bruce nods.

“Okay guys, what can go wrong!” I say brightly, trying to lift the sombre aura that surrounded us. I draw Tony into a hug and he hugs me tightly, passing me over to Bruce after I pull away.

“See, everything’s going to be okay” I say brightly as the Steve and Natasha enter the room, with everyone following behind them. Bucky was behind the group, and rushed over when he saw me.

“You okay about this Doll?”

I nod, wrapping my hand in his hair as I pull him down for a gentle kiss. He grins as I pull back, hugging me to his chest.

“You’ll stay, right?” I whisper to him.

“Of course” He looks down at me. I pull away, a small smile on my face as I head to the unit door. When I get there, I press the buttons that open the door but then I realise that Bruce had never given Bucky the earpiece. I quickly turn around and I catch Bruce’s attention, tapping my ear to indicate the earpiece. He nods in acknowledgement, then turns to Bucky, tapping his arm and handing him the earpiece.

I quickly step into the unit, walking to the middle as the door slides shut behind me.

“Hey Doll” Bucky’s soft voice is in my ear, and I smile at the tenderness that I can hear in his voice.

“Hey James” I say back, turning around to see Bucky standing at the window of the unit, his serious blue eyes locked on my face. I wave at him, and he smiles.

“Tell everyone to watch” I urge Bucky as I click my fingers, effortlessly engulfing my arms in flames. Focusing on the floor, I urge the flames to get bigger and wilder, using my anxiety to feed the fire, which turns it a deeper red, and now it didn’t even look like flames, it looked like molten fire writhing around my wrists and arms.
Breathing deeply, I focused on the air around me, making it swirl around me, and swirling the flames from my hands with it. I close my eyes, my eyebrows furrowing as I dug deeper into myself, releasing the anxiety and fear and hatred that I have kept hidden for years, not even letting it see the light even when I had first tried this. But now I had let it all go, and it was noticeable.

The wind got louder, buffeting against the windows, and I was engulfed in a storm of fire. I can hear Bucky shouting in my ear, but I try to ignore him.

“Ssh Bucky, it’s alright, Im fine” I whisper hoarsely, and I hear Bucky mutter an affirmative noise. Muttering nonsense to myself, I stumble, and when my foot hits the floor, the floor shakes and cracks break through the floor.

“Jesus” I breathe, the shock of seeing cracks in the floor setting off the rain inside the unit, drenching me.

“Doll, was that tremor you?” Bucky’s voice is worried, and I nod, but I realise that he can’t see me, because there is frost covering the windows.

“Yeah, I think so” I chuckle, stomping my foot again and instead of cracking the floor again, dirt pops up through the floor, rapidly spreading across the floor.

I laugh, my voice echoing with the small strike of thunder that erupts above me. I’m feeling powerful, using one hand to direct the rain and the other hand focuses on the dirt in front of me, and to my delight, flowers were sprouting out of the ground.

I can vaguely hear Bucky talking urgently in my ear, and I try to listen.

“(Y/N), we can’t see you through the storm in there, you need to calm it down a bit or Tony will be forced to put a sedative through the air vents”

I snort, so, with a loud clap of my hands, the sound reverberates around the walls and the storm instantly fades away, leaving me standing in the middle of the containment unit, surrounded by a field of flours and my hands still on fire.

The unit door slides open and Bucky steps through, cautiously walking towards me with his hands up in a peaceful gesture.

“Hey Doll, it’s alright now, would you mind turning off the flames for me?” I obediently snap off my hand power, watching Bucky’s every move.

“Okay sweetheart, not to freak you out but your eyes are glowing” Bucky says slowly, his eyes focused on my supposedly glowing ones.

“Oh, really?” My eyebrow furrow, and the air gets colder, enough to make the super assassin shiver.

“It’s alright Doll, do you want me to take a picture for you” Bucky gets closer to me, his hands reaching out for me. I nod, and he gently reaches into his pocket and pulls out my phone. I look down at it curiously.

“I took it out of your pocket to keep it safe” He explains quickly, and I nod, satisfied with that explanation. Smiling, he takes a picture, then gently takes my hand, winding his fingers with mine.

“I feel powerful Bucky” I gaze into his eyes, and he laughs and nods.

“I bet you do Doll” he chuckles. Before he starts to guide me out of the containment unit, I quickly bend down and pluck a flower, ones of the largest and prettiest ones that had grown. Smiling, I hand it to Bucky, who reverently strokes the petals, only to nearly drop it when veins of pure gold and blood red light follow his finger’s heat. Giggling, I take his metal hand and have him run his finger over it, where even though that hand has no body heat, the veins of gold and red still follows his fingers. As he stares down at the flower, I gently take it from his hands and tuck it behind his ear, smiling broadly at him.

“Thanks sweetheart, it looks beautiful” Bucky says quietly, leaning to down to press a quick kiss to my lips. Grinning stupidly, I let him guide me out of the containment unit and out into the open.

With my senses heightened, I feel very nervous under everyone’s gaze and I shrink behind Bucky, peering over his shoulder at everyone.

Looking around at the group, I recognized most people there, but it felt like I was too powered up to bother remembering some people’s names and backgrounds. I smile at everyone, but then I see a black man who I think is named Sam, obviously snickering at the flower in Bucky’s hair.

I growl, my glowing eyes lasering in on his face, clicking my fingers to summon fire on that hand. He sees me and my glowing eyes and fiery hand, and abruptly stops snickering.

Bucky looks between Sam and me and chuckles, looking to Tony as he approaches us.

“Hey Frosty, is your girlfriend okay?” Tony asks worriedly, looking at the loose grin on my face.

“Yeah, she is, I think she is just a little bit power happy” He pokes in me the side gently and I giggle. Tony had a genuine smile on his face as he looks at me, then his expression turns wary.

“Y/N), would you mind if Bruce gave you a look over? Just to check you out?”

I shrug, and nod, blinking my glowing eyes a couple of times, tiredness rapidly growing behind my eyelids.

“Oh shit” I stumble, colours abruptly blurring and smearing together right in front of me. I would have definitely fallen over if it wasn’t for Tony and Bucky, who both grab me around the waist and shoulders as I start to topple.

“Buck, you said it was like I was on a power high?” I mutter to Bucky, my head lolling against Tony’s shoulder.

“Well, I think I’m coming down from that said high. Hard” I promptly lose all control over my limbs and everything goes dark.