1st person pov. (Y/N)
Loud knocking on my door wakes me up.
"What!" I yell at my door.
"Get up! We're having breakfast." Nat's voice says through the door.
"I'm coming."
I get up and dress myself. Today is the day I start training and help Tony start designing a suit for me.
I sit down at the table filled with pancakes, eggs, and bacon.
"Yummy, whoever's cooking today deserves a compliment."
"Well, thank you Y/N," Tony says.
"I take it back." I smile stacking my plate with pancakes.
"Can't do that."
"Tony's very keen on the if you say it out loud you can't take it back," Steve tells me.
"Been there," Nat says.
"Oh yeah? So no way back?"
"No way. Gotta be careful with what you say around this guy." She says pointing her fork towards Tony who smiles looking down at his plate.
"So, Y/N I think we should start designing your suit," Tony states.
"Yeah, sure, just whenever you have time," I reply. "Aaand, just a question when do I get to start training?"
"You can start today but for now you have a choice on a partner. When Loki gets back you'll be partnering with him."
"Who's Loki?" I question.
"Thought you did your research?" Tony remarked.
"I did, but only on the official Avengers."
"Loki is my brother," Thor told me, "He was quite evil before but decided to join the good team."
"So he's pretty new to the team?"
"Yeah," Nat said. "You know that it was Loki who attacked New York in 2012."
"Really!" I say intrigued. "How come you let him in but didn't want to let me join." I point the question to Tony.
"He changed. He proved it. And I didn't know you. Also, Thor practically begged for me to give him a chance."
"Okay." I nod.
We finish breakfast and I ask Nat and Steve to train with me for the day, they are training partners.
"Let me change and I'll be down in a moment," I tell Nat who already changed.
"Great, we'll just get started."
I run up and back down now in my exercise clothes and the gym. In the gym, the whole team is there, everyone's in pairs doing their own thing, Nat and Steve are in the boxing ring in the middle of the room. By the door is a schedule for what pairs are where for every day of the week.
I walk to them as Nat punches Steve in his gut and he punches her right back.
"Winner get's to fight me," I say as I lean against the ropes of the ring.
"I'm winning this one," Nat tells Steve.
"What you talking about, Y/N get ready to have a punching fight with me."
"I'll just wait patiently."
They go back to fighting each other when a question pops into my head. "When's Loki coming back?"
"Umm, I don't know? Steve?"
"You should ask Tony." He swings at Nat's side but she dodges his swing, she trips Steve to the ground and puts her foot on his chest keeping him down even though she's not pushing hard.
"Nat against Y/N it is," Steve says and rolls from under her foot. "Newbies first training fight is about to happen!" He shouts over the gym grabbing everyone's attention.
"Ready?" She asks.
"Don't go easy."
"Same for you."
I stare at her putting up my hands to shield my face.
"There's only one rule, not the face," Tony yells from the bench press.
Nat takes her first swing and I pull her arm locking her in my grip and punch her with my available arm, and again. She gets her arm loose from me and smiles, she hit's me in my shoulder then ribs. I back away recovering within a second and get back near Nat and smirk I try to punch her groin but she blocks me immediately punching back at my upper chest, I lose my breath for a second from the hit but regain it instantly. "That all you got." I lick out of my mouth and taste the saltiness of my sweat.
"I can give you something better." She declares following with pulling my hands to get me closer, she gets a punch or two in before putting her foot behind me and pushing me backward, making me fall. I barrel roll to get myself up and she seems impressed for a second. I get close again and squat down quickly pulling her foot, she falls behind herself but does a kick back up getting her back on her feet, she swings her fist but I catch her hand again and punch her abdominal then put my foot behind her in her style and make her fall, in mid-air I turn her so she doesn't land on her back I quickly put her hands behind her back and claim my victory gaining applause from the team who's still watching.
I let go of Nat's hand and she turns around, I offer a hand pulling her up from the ground of the ring.
"Nice move." She says while we clap each other backs after a good fight.
"You had some good ones too." I compliment her back.
"That was amazing to watch," Steve says when we get out of the ring.
"I bet it was."
"Y/N where'd you learn moves like that?" Steve asks.
"Tony didn't tell you? Well, I got my powers and skills from some guys who gave my parents money and bet the rest of theirs on me in fights."
"Wow, okay."
"Yeah, I know. How long do we train?" I change the subject
"Two hours," Nat replies.
"So an hour left."
"So all the pairs, are always paired together?" I wonder out loud.
"Yes and no," Steve says.
"How so?"
"Well the pairs are paired for training and cooking but when it comes to missions it can change," Sam explains.
"Interesting." While stating that Tony walks in and I remember my question from earlier. "Tony, when's Loki coming back?"
"I would think a few days, but I'm not sure. Maybe Thor knows."
"Okay, I'll ask him." I pause. "Where is he?"
"He's in Åsgard," Tony informs me. "Should we start designing your suit Y/N?"
"Hell yeah, I'm up for that," I say jumping to my feet and running to Tony who's already walking into the workshop. There is technology and science in every corner of the room, there were many tables, some filled with experimental necessities and others nearly empty for the holograph it could project. Tony walks to one of those tables and pushes a button turning the hologram on. I stand beside him as he thinkers for a bit.
"So what's the style you'd like to go for?"
"I guess I would like the bottoms to be a kind of shorts, like volleyball shorts but for fighting and have the color be black, and on one side should be a gun but the other should have space for two daggers. The top should be a tight zipper up, also black. Shoes would be just something that could hide another set of daggers." I think slowly and answer even slower.
"You sure you want the top to be tight?" Tony makes sure.
"Yes. But you know not too tight."
He gets into making some design by pushing and swiping the hologram. After about twenty minutes he shows me a blueprint of a suit similar to my description.
"It looks amazing," I say astonished by the resemblance from my words to the image Tony had made.
"Now if you're pleased with this we just have to wait for it to get made."
"Okay, then we wait," I confirm my pleasure with the suit.
"No we gotten the suit done, we have to get you a superhero name." Tony smiles at me as he saves the file and sends it somewhere
"Now that's an important task."
We walk back to the others in the living room. "Y/N needs a superhero name!"
"And I need all the help I can get," I tell all of them as they start throwing out some names. "Healer, Water Girl, Rememberer, Resistancer, Shielder, Manipulator, Staminator, Daggering Woman, Water Manipulator, Enhancer, and Phoenix." Some only as jokes other really good suggestions. Like the Resistancer, Shielder, Enhancer, and Phoenix, but I'd like to also include Daggering with something.
"I'm writing these down and going over them later, thank you so much but is it just me, or is it hot in here?"
"It is pretty hot, how about you join me on the balcony." Bucky invites and I agree. We walk out to the balcony that includes a lap pool and patio furniture. I and Bucky sit down on one of the patio benches
"I've heard about your past."
"What have you heard?" Bucky asks.
"Just what everyone's heard, the thing about the torture and brainwashing."
"Yeah, well, I heard you had a pretty traumatic past yourself."
"I think you had it worse."
"Let's not compete about who had a more traumatic past." We both laugh.
"What was it like, finally coming back?"
"To be honest it was horrible to finally get my memories back and painful emotionally."
"I could believe that. What was worse the torture or memories?"
"Difficult question to answer, equal I guess." I Nod to his answer as the breeze dances in the air cooling us both.
"Didn't have the same torture or lose my memories but I would guess that equal is a pretty good answer."
"I'd think so. What was it like being betted on?"
I thought about the question for a minute before answering. "I found it very uncomfortable, what my parents didn't know was that when I lost, and the men lost their money, they would beat me up themselves, it was horrible. But even if they had known it wouldn't change their minds, they wouldn't have pulled me out. Like they were so deep in debt that this torture they sent me into, and their low-income jobs wouldn't even be able to cover half the amount they needed for one month. I just really don't know how I wasn't taken away from them. It just proves how much the system can fail children."
"Yeah." Bucky sighs.
"I ran away from home as soon as I turned eighteen, I stole all the cash they had at the moment and took my clothes then I got out on the street. I eventually bought myself a bus ticket to New York started staying in a hotel and got a part-time job that made me capable of executing the great plan that got me here on this balcony talking to you."
Bucky laughs, "I don't know how you got through all of that, and not even with a friend it sounds."
"I wasn't allowed to do anything except for going to school, straight back home, go to my father and mother's money givers, coming back home beaten up and finishing my school work." We both stay silent for a second. "You know I wanted to become an FBI agent before I got my powers. I always had my eyes on something that would help other people."
"That shows you have a good heart."
The wind plays with my hair and I close my eyes enjoying every second of the second day of my new life.
"We should probably get inside," Bucky says and I don't answer just yet. "Y/N?"
"Yeah let's go." I open my eyes and we walk back inside where everyone's focused on their conversations. I sit down on an armchair in a corner of the room. I watch the love and happiness that radiates from everyone that is in this team, not one person is unhappy, or at least in the open. How good it would've been to grow up in a family that was similar to this family.
"How about we grab a drink for our new teammate, Y/N, and toast her a welcome to this team," Tony says all of the sudden. Everyone says yes and piles up around the bar and get their drink.
"A toast to Y/N and her smartness that got her into this team!" The team repeats Tony's words and in a circle, we put our glasses together making a clanging sound.