《Wrong number kid》Escape
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3rd person POV
Scott was the first to leave the blood-stained cell, he was followed by Shuri and finally the hulk who was holding a severely injured y/n.
The hallway was littered with humongous blood-stained footprints. Obviously they would only belong to the hulk. It became clear when they reached the next floor why.
This hallway was littered with bodies of hydra agents that had fortunately gotten in the way of an angry hulk.
By now y/n's super healing was almost finished. It just showed how badly she was injured if her healing had to kick in.
Shuri frequently glanced back at y/n. Since hulk had cleared every hallway they have encountered so far it gave her time to think.
Why had she tried to save this girl? It was the right thing to do... but was that the only reason?
The four of them could hear gunshots in the distance now.
"I'll go take a look, you three wait here," Scott spoke.
"Don't be long Scotty," y/n knew that no one would be able to really stop him.
"Don't worry princess," he winked at me.
"Oi! I'm not a princess and you know I hate pet names or nicknames," y/n glared at him.
"Not yet," Shuri muttered under her breath, shocking herself.
Scott then walked up to see what was going on, leaving the three of them.
"Hulk I can walk now," y/n spoke up. She could feel the new scars on the healed injuries. Of course the pain was still there as always and the healing ignored the small scrapes and bruises but y/n wanted to leave this place on her own two feet.
"Y/n stay. You hurt," hulk looked down on the blood covered girl who was just he just noticed was only covered in blood. He shielded her with his hand as he looked around the hallway they were in. He spotted a relatively clean body and stomped over to it. He sat her down on the floor while still shielding her from Shuri, causing both girls to feel slightly embarrassed.
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Y/n reached forward and took the jacket off the man's body and wrapped it around herself. It was quite big so it reached down to just above her knees.
Only now did hulk remove his hand and they walked back over to Shuri. Scott came down the stairs at the same time.
Y/n's POV
"The coast is clear now, the rest were just rounding off the remaining soldiers." We follow him up the stairs and walk down one last hallway before we had reached the door. Apparently the base was on the side of a cliff. Wasn't exactly the dramatic escape I imagined but then again at least the building didn't collapse.
I looked back at the building that had held me captive with the horrible people I have the misfortune to be related to. Then the explosions went off.
In rapid succession exactly five explosions went off. I couldn't see what happened because my view was blocked by something extremely large and green.
"Y/n okay?" The loud voice from hulk asked me.
"Y-yeah," I stuttered due to shock. We were barely ten steps away from exploding.
"Alright jolly green let us see y/n" the unmistakable voice of Tony Stark ran through the air as though the explosion didn't phase him. But then again he did make explosives.
I turned around, still in hulks arms, and was met with all the avengers in front of me and a few faces I didn't recognise.
There right in front of the avengers were my relatives. My brother had a gun to his head, held by Bucky and Steve right behind him. My mother had a knife to her throat held by Natasha. And finally my father had an arrow directed at his head by da-Clint.
I was speechless either the scene in front of me. Then my eyes met the familiar brown that I had spent the last few hours staring at, they somehow look even more beautiful.
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A/n: sooo um that happened. Also have an idea for my next avengers fanfic, it's gonna be a winter soldier one- possibly capsicle and winter soldier x reader - oop. But I'm gonna finish this one first otherwise I'd never finish ya know. :))
Umm did anyone know what age I have Peter at.. definitely don't want to ship him with someone.. if I never specified then he's 18 and if I did say he was younger congratulations Peter you aged a few years over night.
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