The Spark

“Hey there, Love. You’re alright” A low voice croons, and cool fingers stroke my bruised throat gently, making me moan quietly at the reprieve of pain in the spots that the fingertips touch. I groan when the fingertips leave my throat, and I quickly grab at the hand, pulling it back and resting it fully on my throat. The owner of the hand chuckles, and I feel the bed that I was lying on dip as the owner of the hand sits beside me, resting his cold palm fully on my bruises.

“Ah, thank you” I croak, and the voice tuts at me.

“Lady Y/N, don’t try to talk, you need to rest” I open my eyes and I see Loki’s gentle smile.

“Hey Loki”

“Y/N, what did I just say” Loki’s eyebrows raise, and I look away sheepishly. I look around and I see that I’m on a couch in the communal lounge. My eyebrows draw together as I try to remember what happened.

“What – “ I stop talking at Loki’s raised eyebrow.

“James Barnes attempted to kill you after you told him your deepest secret” I recoil at his words, my eyes narrowing at Loki, who has a small frown on his face.

“Love, I know you think that Barnes had a relapse and had no control over what he did, but I read his mind. I saw how he was disgusted by what you told him. How you had lied to him and the Avengers this whole time”

My eyes started to tear up at Loki’s words, and my chest tightened when I realised that he was right. That I had lied to everyone. How I had let everyone think I was an innocent girl that just happened to get mugged. I was starting to hyperventilate and my hands tightened around Loki’s arms.

“Ssh sweet heart, you’re alright” Loki croons, pulling me up into his arms, his arms tightening around my body. I relax into him, his coolness relaxing me, his body giving off an aura of comfort.

“I know you don’t want to hear this, Love, but I overhead him telling Captain America your secret.” I pull out of his embrace, my eyes wide.

“Oh, don’t worry, I didn’t listen in. I knew you wouldn’t like it” Loki looks down at me, but I push past him, stumbling to my feet, my thoughts whirling inside my head.

I’m struggling to breathe, and without thinking about it my hands burst into flames. Loki looks taken back at the ferocity of the flames as they travel up my arms.
“Y/N, it’ll be okay, I promise you” Loki says slowly, standing up gingerly and walking towards me, his hands up in a peaceful gesture. I shake my head violently at him, the flames on my arms turning a bright blue.

“Loki, stay away from me. I can feel myself losing a grip on my emotions and I don’t know what’s going to happen” I turn away and run down the hall, running up the emergency stairs so I wouldn’t be confined in the lift with my uncontrollable fire powers. I run up the stairs without stopping till I get to my floor, tears streaming down my face as I gasp, my flaming hands leaving charred handprints on the walls as I stumble against it.

I use the air to blast open my bedroom door, the floor shaking with every step, the air whipping around me as the walls shake around me.

“Guys, do you feel that?” Tony asks the group of Avengers as they stand around on the roof as Steve eventually calmed Bucky down. Everyone was quiet, and they could all feel the ground underneath them shaking. Bucky stiffens and is up on his feet in seconds.

“It’s Y/N. She’s losing control. The tremors are her earth powers. I need to find her!” Bucky yells over his shoulder as he runs towards the stairs.

“Tony, we need to find Y/N. When she showed us her powers, it was contained, and she never used sadness as a boost. She used less violent emotions, less deep. But if she used sadness as a boost – she could get out of control” Bruce warned Tony, who looks immediately looks stricken.

“Shit”

I stand in the middle of the room, my sense of smell heightened as I use my power over the air. I can smell him. I can smell Bucky’s scent all over my room and it just makes me upset even more, I stand in the middle of the room, and with my hand, I control the air and slam the door shut, sealing me into a relatively contained room as I feel my powers get more and more out of control.

“Doll! Open the door!” Bucky’s voice echoes through the door, and his hand pounds against the door. And that’s the final straw.

I scream, the flames emanating from my hands turning bright red and exploding out of my hands, swirling around me as it burns everything it touches.

I race down the stairs, using my senses to find Y/N. I can hear heartbeat, erratic, faster than I have ever heard it. I race down the hallway of Y/N’s floor, and when I find it closed and it won’t open, I know something’s wrong.

“Doll! Open the door!” I slam my fist against the door, struggling to open the door. But I jump back from the door when Y/N screams from behind the door, and flames lick the underside of the door.

“Oh no. Doll? Y/N!”

I must have blacked out, as I suddenly find myself on my knees, staring at my steadily flaming hands that are resting on my thighs. I look up and I see that everything was charred and burned, except for two spots that I must have subconsciously saved during my outburst. The dresser where the pop figurines and the photo booth photos. And the bed. The bed where Bucky had confessed his love to me, and I confessed my love to him. Where we had slept together and laughed when Tony had seen us over the hologram. And all of that was over.

I don’t realise that I had let go of the air that was keeping the door closed, but I didn’t look up when I heard it creak open.

“Doll?”

I look up and I see Bucky, his tear stained face looking uncertainly at me, flicking down to look at my neck which has finger shaped bruises lining my skin.
“Buck?” I can see Bucky’s heart break at my voice, and he takes a step forward towards me but my flames flared up and he quickly takes a step back.

“Why are you here Bucky? I thought you hated me” I see Bucky recoil from my words but he doesn’t get angry or sad, or anything.

“Buck, I feel so out of control. I can barely control my powers”

Bucky looked at me sadly from across the room.

“(Y/N), its going to be alright” Bucky says in a soothing voice, his eyes focused on my face. But looking around the room which was blackened and charred from the flames that writhed and flowed over my hands and arms, it was hard to believe him.

“(Y/N), listen to me” You focus your teary eyes on his face as he slowly moves towards you. His face is open and sincere and full with emotion.

“I love you”

“I love you more than life. I love you, more than I have ever loved anyone in my entire life. I need you like oxygen, please believe me” Bucky takes a cautious step forward, and when my powers don’t react, he quickly walks forward and collapses to his knees in front of me, his hands cupping my face, tilting my head so I look at him.

“Baby Doll, you are amazing, and it doesn’t matter what you’ve done in your past, because, you know what? You know that I’ve killed people, you know what I did as the Winter Soldier yet you still loved me. And I love you with all of my being, and I know you love me back” I sob at his words, the flames fading into nothing as I absorb his words. And with a cry, I throw myself into his arms, and I sigh a shuddery breath as his familiar arms wrap around me, his cool metal arm a welcome contrast to my heated skin.

But the coolness sparks a memory of a cool hand resting on my bruises. Frowning, I sit up and climb into Bucky’s lap, wrapping my arms around his neck as I look into his eyes.

“Bucky, were you disgusted that I wasn’t as innocent as I thought I was?”

“What? No, of course not” Bucky strokes my waist gently as he looks at me with a confused look on his beautiful face.

“Were you angry that I lied to you about my past?”

“No. It’s understandable that you didn’t tell anyone. Y/N, what’s this about?” Bucky’s eyes narrow on my face in confusion.

“Last question. Did you tell Steve about my past?”

“Doll, it’s your secret to tell, not mine. Please tell me what this is about” Bucky pleads, and his hands tighten around my waist when my face contorts in anger.

“I’m going to kill that Asgardian bastard”

………………….

I stride into the common room with Bucky close behind, and everyone in the common room stiffened and looked at me, my aura of anger and rage visible to everyone.

“Loki Odinson!” I roar, my hands bursting into flames as I stride towards Thor, who stands up, watching me cautiously, his eyes flicking down to my hands then back up to my rage-filled eyes.

“Lady Y/N” Thor smiles nervously down at me. “What business do you have with my brother?”

“Oh nothing, just want a little chat” I smile sweetly at him. Thor’s eyes flick behind me to Bucky who frantically shook his head in disagreement. I had told him about my conversation with Loki and he was equally mad at him as I was, but at the moment I was running off hatred and anger and he didn’t know what I would do.

“Thor, where is your brother?” My sweet tone has a hint of warning in it and Thor’s eyes widen fractionally, before he slowly shakes his head.

“I do not know where my brother is” Thor shakes his head, watching the fire in my eyes that rises a little before it settles down again.

“Alright, who knows where Loki is?” I shout out, whirling around to face the rest of the Avengers, the fire on my hands twisting around my hands and forearms.

“Y/N, what do you want with Loki?” Steve asks me cautiously, taking slow steps towards me with his hands in a peaceful gesture.

“Oh, nothing much, just wanna hurt him, just a tiny bit” I mutter the last bit, but Steve and Bucky hear it, and Steve’s eyes squint.

“And why would you want to do that Y/N” Steve takes another step closer, but the flames that flare at his approach has him take another step back.

“You’ll find out when I find him” I say generally, looking around the room. I focus on Wanda who’s fingers are weaving a ball of red mist and I realise that it’s for me.
“Wanda, I’m not going to hurt anyone Yet. But I don’t need to be knocked out, thanks very much” I say directly to her, and she blinks, the mist dissipating from her fingers. I nod my thanks with a loose grin and she squints. I grunt when I feel a niggling sensation in my head, and the fire in my hands flare as well as the anger in my eyes.

“You know, it’s rude to dig around someone else’s head. Knowing their secrets” Venom creeps into my voice, and before I can even take one step forward Bucky jumps in front of me, a solid wall of muscle between me and her.

“Y/N, it’s alright. We should just leave, maybe go up to the library” Bucky says softly, but I’m distracted by Thor’s quiet gasp. I whip around, and I see Loki’s startled face as my angry gaze connects with his.

“Loki Laufeyson” I hiss, creating a ball of flame in the palm of my hand. And with a yell, I hurl it at him, snarling when he dodges it. I send another one after it, but this time it was a ball of ice which shatters against the wall.

“You Asgardian Bastard!” I yell at him, striding towards him, creating walls of water around him so he was trapped against the wall. “Why did you say those things to me?!” he stares calmly through the wall of water at me.

“Y/N, what did he say? What did he do?” Tony walks up to me, his brown eyes focused on my face.

“What did he do? He made me nearly lose control of my powers. I torched my rooms, I could have easily destroyed this building! That’s what he did!” I turn to Tony and everyone sees that my eyes are glowing a neon blue.

Ignoring everyone, I walk towards Loki, taking away the walls of water so I can get close to him. He steps backwards so his back hits the wall, his eyes narrowed as he watches me.

Snarling, I raise my flaming hand, and I’m about to wrap it around his neck when a metal hand grabs my wrist. The flames flicker around the metal and I watch, fascinated. I turn to Bucky, my eyes wide.

“Why?” I whisper, my neon blue eyes fixated on his.

“Because I can’t let you kill someone” His next words are whispered, so only I can hear him. “Not again”

I blink, my hand flexing in his grip, and I slowly tone down the flames on that hand.

“Put me into containment”

“What?” Bucky blinks back at me.

“Put me in containment. Please” I whisper, and I give him a quick peck on the lips before I turn to Wanda.

“Wanda, knock me out. Now!” I shout out the last word, and Wanda quickly sends a ball of red mist into my head.

I sink into darkness once again, but this time, it was in the arms of the one I love. Bucky.