Metallic Hearts {Metallic Charms Book #2}

Chapter 10: Control

Chapter 10: Control

It was safe to say that everyone was freaking out. Steve and I included. Although, Steve was more shellshocked whereas I was happy. I knew something about my biological family's history. The only things that were worrying me were; a) would Clint react badly? and b) did I really have superpowers? If so, how the hell was I supposed to control them.

Natasha left us in the gym due to her having been called out to do a full report on her previous mission while Bruce stayed with us. Steve was silent, I had my arms around him and he held me close but he didn't say anything. I just comforted him. Bruce spoke to me while I did so.

"Director Fury has been notified of your new...ability." He paused, "He wants you to begin training with us."

"Us?" The word echoed through my mind and the room. Did he mean 'us' as in the people in this room or the 'us' I was terrified of.

The Avengers.

If Fury wanted me to train with them, odds are he wanted me to be one and I wasn't cut out for that. I wasn't a hero, I was terrified of failing anyone.

Then, Bruce said the words I was dreading. "The Avengers."

Without thinking or giving myself time to chicken out I nodded and Steve pulled me closer -if that was even possible. I felt like a teddy bear right now, there to comfort everyone and Steve was my five year old owner.

Bruce gave me an uneasy smile and left the room as I wriggled out of Steve's grip and looked into his eyes.

"I'm so sorry."

"For what?" He said, speaking for the first time in about fifteen minutes.

"Causing you pain. You were just getting used to everything being this way and starting to move on and then...then I'm related to your dead best friend. It must be painful. I'm sorry." I rambled on nervously, playing with my hair and stuttering over words.

"Elle, it's fine. Really." Steve replied earnestly, "I am getting over the past. I'm getting closure and this is what I need."

I sighed and hung my head low and nodded. "I guess I better start training before Fury comes in and starts yelling."

"I'll stay and help." Steve offered.

I shook my head, "No, I'm fine here. You should probably get some ice for your eye, it's starting to bruise."

Steve started to protest again but I gave him a look that made even the Super Soldier shrink his head down to his shoulders and nod, heading for the door.

I sighed again and picked up a punching bag, I expected it to be heavy, but instead it was light, almost as if I was carrying a box with next to nothing in it. I guess I should add 'super strength' to the list of powers.

I hooked in into place and taped up my knuckles before letting all my anger out on the bag.

The first thing that popped into my head was the immediate anger I'd been feeling for the past week. I'd been betrayed, those who were supposed to help me lied to my face. Nick Fury, the only person besides Clint and Phil who I'd grown to trust with my life, had lied to me for his own personal gain. He wanted a hero? At this rate, he might be getting a new villain to deal with.

Okay, so that was being a bit far fetched but I didn't know what I was going to do. I could join the Avengers, I'd fought with them before, it wouldn't be that bad. But I'd have to take orders from Fury.

With every punch I could feel the anger ebbing away and I came to the conclusion: I'd get over it, I had to. As I thought about it, I could see why Fury had kept this from me all these years. He was going to tell me when the time was right.