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crashdevlin · 5 years

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Bottle- 9: Rising Up

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Author’s Note: Originally posted to ao3 (This is an edited and improved version), I work in info from the comics (Like Hawkeye was married to Mockingbird and Red Skull had a disappointing daughter) and I took a few liberties with what the scepter could do (but not really because the Mind Stone was used to create the Twins so what I did is not that far-fetched). This is a lot more angst than I realized when I wrote it, but it’s compelling angst.

Summary: Cassandra Campbell is a Stark Industries lab tech with dubious genetics and a history with the new Director of SHIELD. She’s been working in New York since right before the Chitauri invasion. What does she have to do with Loki, and what will happen when he returns? Starts post TDW and continues to the end of AoU.

Pairing(s): Phil Coulson x OFC (Past), Loki x OFC (Non-con), Clint Barton x OFC, Steve Rogers x OFC

Word Count: 1572

Story Warnings: So many, worst (to me) are bolded. Younger woman/older man relationship,non-con, mutilation, torture, mind control, PTSD, depression, alcoholism, forced abortions, bad things (non-con) in a church, insomnia, memory manipulation, eventual consensual oral sex (female and male receiving),

Chapter Warnings: Bad Google Translate German!,

Cassie rode the elevator down to level 69 and walked up to her door. She stood for several minutes, staring at the handle. "Would you like for me to open the door to your apartment, Miss Campbell?" Jarvis asked over an invisible speaker.

She took a deep breath, steadying her breathing like Clint had been preaching at her several hours before. "Yes, please, Jarvis. Thank you."

The door flung open, forcing her to move her feet forward and into the apartment. She took a moment to thoroughly check every room, closet and dark corner for signs of Loki, before sitting down on the couch and bendy down to take off her boots. She looked around. "I think I can do this." She laid back on the couch and closed her eyes. "No fighting my destiny. I can do this."

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"Wake up, Queenie," a soft voice whispered.

Cassie woke, peacefully opening her eyes. "What time is it?" she asked, sitting up and stretching her arms out above her head.

Clint smiled at her from his spot, sitting directly in front of her on her coffee table. "0600. I woulda let you sleep longer, but Jarvis swears you were in REM by 8 last night." He handed her a brown paper bag with savory smells that made her mouth water. "Breakfast burrito."

She tore into the bag, hunger hitting her hard. As she bit into the burrito, he cleared his throat. "So, I called Fury. You field-stripped your gun a little too well, ya know? So, apparently, 10 year old Junior was gonna be a soldier, whether her genetics said 'Super' or not. Fury said they washed it away. Made you forget."

"'at eshains it." She took a moment to swallow her burrito before clearing her throat. "That explains why I could do so much of this Ops shit as Joanna. I have access to different parts of myself as her. I remember my time in Der Spielplatz when I'm her. I don't, really, when I'm me. So, what, as you're training me, this Hydra training might bleed through?"

"I don't think it will be a big deal. I don't think you'll end up shouting 'Hail Hydra' just because I teach you how to shoot a gun, but we might want to keep it on the down low that Fury might've accidentally turned you into a sleeper agent." Cassie glared, playfully, crumbling up the paper bag and tossing it at Clint's face. He ducked. "Wow, good aim."

She smiled and stood up. Clint followed. "So, what? Back up to the training room to breathe some more?"

Clint nodded. "I was thinking some hand-to-hand training today. See how much you remember from your tiny commando training days."

"Es ist wie fahrrad fahren können. Ja? [It’s like riding a bike. Yes?]"

"Wir werden sehen [We’ll see]," Clint said, walking toward her door. Cassie liked the thick thud of his boots on her hardwood floors. There was a safety in the sound. She grabbed a pair of gloves from a drawer where she'd placed them months before and followed Clint out.

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Three hours later, Cassie was sitting at a table in a conference room on one of the lower levels, waiting for Clint to come back. When Clint walked back in, he was followed by Maria Hill and Natasha Romanoff. "I'm telling you... she's good to go on this mission."

"And I'm telling you, there's no possible way," Maria said, pulling out her chair and sitting across from Cassie.

"Not after only two training sessions," Romanoff chipped in.

"Hydra had plenty of time with me," Cassie said. Clint shook his head, disappointed. "Clint thinks I shouldn't tell anybody. Some kinda sleeper agent thing. Whatever. Hydra taught me how to fight. Started on me with it when I was very young. By the time SHIELD got to me, I was well-trained. Enough that Fury wiped it from my mind once he got me to the Fridge. I guess being Joanna jostled it out of my memory. Training with Clint brought it back the rest of the way."

"And you want us to take you out to a Hydra base? How do we know that you haven't been activated and you want to go with us to sabotage us?" Natasha asked.

"Ich bin nicht dumm, Romanoff [I’m not dumb, Romanoff]. And I have, since I was Joanna, put a handsome ex-SHIELD agent in his place when he tried to take me back to Hydra. I could have gone with him. If I were a whore or a spy, I would have. I am not stupid. I am not Hydra. If I were, why would I tell you how I learned? I could have lied."

"Should've lied." Clint provided.

"Could've said I learned while I was with Loki, but I told the truth because I didn't want to lie to you guys. You're supposed to be my teammates."

Maria looked at Natasha and gave an exaggerated shrug before she sighed. "I trust Clint's judgment on this. He is the one who watched her for two years. If he says she's fit for the field and... isn't a double agent, that's good enough for me."

"But he was watching her because Fury thought she might be using Coulson to gain information for enemy forces."

"Like you and all the rest of SHIELD were doing?" Cassie snapped.

"Hey!" the three SHIELD agents looking at her whined in unison.

"No. You don't get to do that. See, Phil told me stuff. Stuff I wasn't supposed to know. I did nothing with that. You and the rest of SHIELD spent seventy-five years gathering information for Hydra. You and the rest of SHIELD were Hydra. I never left them. I could have turned out to be one of them, but I turned out to be a good person. Even my dark side has a respect of human life. I am a good woman. I am the only person in this room who has never killed anyone. Let me do this. Lassen sie mich diese arbeit zu tun. Lassen sie mich ein Avenger sein. [Let me do this job. Let me be an Avenger]."

"You know you go into German when you're frustrated?" Maria asked, amused.

"It's all I spoke for two months! And ten years." She sighed. "I have to do this. I have to have a purpose. I need this as my purpose. Let me be an Avenger."

"I don't think Natasha is saying that you shouldn't be an Avenger, I think she wants to make sure-" Clint started, but Cassie cut him off.

"Don't speak for her, Clint. She doesn't want me to go. She doesn't want me on the team. She thinks I'm trying to string you along, come between the team by wriggling into you and Steve's hearts. She called me a cocktease. That's what Natasha Romanoff thinks of me. That's how she judges me," Cassie said, her eyes never leaving Romanoff.

"I won't apologize for my voicing my suspicions. And for the record, Clint, I just told her that she needed to choose. The way she cries on your shoulder about not knowing who she is, and comes to you for training after spending two days away from the Tower doing who knows what. And I caught the look she gave Steve when we first brought her in, and then I find her in a closed room with Steve, talking about that second date he promised her."

"If you were listening to that entire conversation, then you know that I told him that I didn't want to go on that second date, that I just wanted it to stop being awkward between us."

"I hear more than just the words. I hear the tone. That 'fuck me' whisper."

"Oh, my god! You... you... okay, bitch. I'm going to Steve and Tony. You don't run shit around here. I'm going to the bosses," Cassie said, shooting to her feet and stomping out of the room.

"Damn it, Nat!" Clint groaned, before following Cassie out. He caught up to her as she walked into the elevator, grabbing her hand and gently pushing her against the elevator wall. As the doors closed, she stared up at him. "I don't agree with Nat," he whispered.

Her eyes tore away from his, trying to not get caught in his deep blues. "She's right. I want you both. That's why I determined not to try for either of you. That's why I told Steve I just wanted to get rid of the awkwardness. I can't have you both, so I am not trying to be with either one."

"That's not going to work," Clint said, putting his left hand out to push the red stop button. "I don't know, exactly, how Steve feels about you, but I can't stop thinking about you. It was a huge motivator to finding you in Austria. I found you and I'm not going to let Steve have you, just like I'm not going to let you walk away or let Nat chase you away," Clint whispered into her left ear, causing shivers to run down her spine.

"If I give in here, Clint, then she is right. She's right about me. Don't make me be what she thinks of me."

Clint pulled away and pulled the red button back out. "Jarvis, take us to the penthouse."

"Right away, Agent Barton."

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differencesintheworld · 3 years

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A one shot of Kira and Keriahe in their past

(( A little piece of how Kira/Keri became a duo. Keriahe 15, Kira 17, before the murder. Daiko is Kiras boss. Please ignore the typos))

Kira walked into Daiko’s office with a deep sigh, tired. The first case was done and gone months ago, but work never stops and the bad guys don’t rest. She doesn’t even look up.

”Did you want to see me, Uncle?”

“Aaaaw great, you’re here…” a familiar voice rings out. Kira immediately looks up, to recognize the same redheaded brat she babysat. Keriahe glared her down through her furrowed brows, with a bandaid over her nose.

“God fuck, who did you fight this time to end up HERE?!” Kira exclaimed, already expecting Daiko to lay out what she needs to cover up.

“Girls, GIRLS!” Daiko interrupted. “Please behave, as you two will be working together from now on-”

“BULLSHIT-!” both girls yelled in unison, before glaring at each other.

“Uncle Daiko, this is unprecedented. I know that her parents worked for the agency way back when, but for crying out loud, she is a civilian! And a brat to top that off-”

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING A BRAT, YOU SPOILED BRAT!?” Keriahe interrupted Kira’s protesting.

Before the argument could continue, Daiko knocked on his desk with his cane as if it were a gavel.

“GIRLS, you two better behave before I have to put you in time out! Kira, as you might have heard, Keriahe has been working with Miles Smiley, and training under his command. I have a very special case for you, but you will need some additional muscle.” Daiko explained, as he rummaged among his papers, tossing the file closer to the two. “This case involves a specific couple of ex-mafia members. They have been messing in our area, and according to Agent Smiley, his men have seen them trying to sabotage cameras and other communication centers near police stations.”

Kira grabs the file before Keriahe can, skimming over it. Keriahe lets out a louder huff. “Isn’t this something you cops can figure out together with electricians? Like, why am I necessary here?”

“For once we can agree…. This looks open and shut, the perpetrators have been caught on cams, and their motives are obvious.” Kira muses, looking over the photos.

“Are they obvious?” Daiko teased, arching a brow. “Do inform me…”

Keriahe joined Daiko on the skeptical look. Kira glanced over the photos and reports one more time, before passing the papers to Keriahe out of courtesy. “The bags they have look suspiciously like they could have a bomb in them, and we have received multiple false alarm bomb calls from those areas. They are trying to set up a mess and a half, while everyone is scrambling to fix the cams and whatnot for someone to blow the place up.” she simply lays out, looking satisfied with her conclusion.

“Are you a dumbass or something? Why would they let themselves be seen then?” Keriahe asked, scoffing.

“They are decoys. It’s obvious they aren’t at the top of the operation, just acting like pawns in this scheme.” Kira proclaimed, sticking her tongue out at Keriahe. Sure the redhead is younger than her, but god did her attitude piss her off.

“Not bad..! But, this is exactly why you need back up. Corner them and get information from them. Who are they working with and why.” Daiko explained, walking around his desk closer to the girls, placing a hand on their shoulders. Keriahe immediately pushed his hand off with a growl.

“STILL doesn’t explain why Kitty cat over there is here! I can do this just fine by myself, or I can grab someone to join from our team!” Kira protested again, glaring daggers back at Keriahe, who was seething over the nickname, cursing her out under her breath.

“Because of her affiliation with Smiley. She would know how to find a common language with gang members, and a better way to intimidate them. She will be the bad cop to your good cop, so to say…” the old man explained. Keriahe sneered.

“Fair enough, most of those rat bastards still remember me as the teenage street fighter Feral Cat, so they know not to dick with me-” Keriahe proudly admitted only to hear a “HAH!” from Kira.

“Oh yeah, coz a 14 year old tiny delinquent is sooooooooo scary, oh I am SHAKING in my boots-”

“OH SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT?! You are only a year and a half older than me, you are a kid yourself!”

“I have proper military and police training, and I am taller and more mature than you! Maybe if you actually listened to the adults in your life you wouldn’t be in a gang right now…”

“OH YEAH, Coz being a pain in literally everyones ass is SO much better right?! I bet I could kick your ass here and now! Fucking go die-”

“GLADLY, but unfortunately, I have work obligations that won’t allow it!”

“Glad to see you two get along…” Daiko sighed, sarcastic. “LOOK! You two must come back alive and in one piece! Your assigned names for this mission are Midnight Wolf and Feral Cat respectively.”

“OI! Don’t go thinking I am joining this circus only coz I am helping out right now-” Keriahe interrupted.

“Of course not, but code names are necessary, so that you two can’t be tracked… Now, play nice you two~” Daiko wished to the two. The girls shot a glare to each other again, before Kira bowed to Daiko. “Whatever…” Keriahe scoffed, making it for the door, leaving Kira to catch up.

The two teens marched on through the streets, Kira taking the lead. As Keriahe trailed behind she kept shooting looks at the older one. The intense expression she caught on her face before was beginning to irk her, even more so because of what she said earlier.

“Can’t ya make a less stone face? It looks like you’re about to shit your pants or something…” she tried to chide her, only to get a huff.

“Oh, sorry, I guess I can’t help it with a pain in the ass trailing after me…” Kira grumbled back, finally shooting a glare over her shoulder. Keriahe stopped dead in her tracks at the stare. This sort of agression wasn’t common from Kira. Sure the insults and remarks were a daily routine for them, but something in those eyes didn’t look normal.

“Jeez louise, get that stick out of your ass- All I’m saying is that you look like you are about to fight a man…” Keriahe responded, catching back up. “What happened to ya?”

The sudden tone shift only caught Kira off guard as she snapped back from her own thoughts for a second. Sure, Keriahe wasn’t the type to never check in on her, after all they have known each other since the twins were born. The shift simply was too sudden. However…

“Must you always be so curious? Just a rough day is all it is, and let’s leave it at that.” she rambled off, trying to keep her cool. Though Keriahe couldn’t help but snort.

“You’ve always sucked at lying, you lanky bitch… Come on, cough it up..” Yup, there was the call out. Kira might have been trained well to read people. Yet outright lying never worked for her. She shuffled a little uncomfortably into her jacket, the readheads eyes boring into her, as much as she avoided eye contact. Keriahe got impatient, nudging her arm. ”Oi, ya deaf or somethin’-”

Kira cried out in pain, forcing Keriahe to step right back. She clutched at her arm where Keriahe nudged her, trying to regain composure.

“Okay, I know I hit hard, but that should NOT have caused that shriek-! Did you get hurt?” Keriahe questioned, trying to put a hand on Kira’s shoulder, only for her to move away.

“DON’T! Touch that side…. I.. I fell earlier… That whole arm is fucked up… I’ll be fine, I managed to finish training today even like this, I can keep working…” she explained, avoiding looking at Keriahe entirely. Yet still Keriahe knew something else had to be wrong.

Spitefully the redhead touched Kira’s shoulder, noticing the wince. “Yea… sure… If that’s a fall, I’m Saint Mary… Was.. was your stepdad back at it again?” she asked, her voice surprisingly softer. Kira however was not too happy to be figured out, looking over at her.

“It was mom… Is… Am I that obvious?”

“Not really… Working for Mister Smiley though taught me a bit… Ya know you can stay with my family if something happens right? Sure, I might hate your guts, but my siblings damn adore ya, and I guess I can suffer through a couple of days-” Keriahe tried to offer some support. As much as Kira was her rival, she still took care of her little siblings and helped them all with homework and other things where she could. Despite everything, she had to admit Kira isn’t just some asshole.

“That won’t be neccesary… If I try to run away or hide it will get only worse I recon… But… Thanks for the offer. I appreciate it.” Kira responded, looking away again. She couldn’t get choked up now, not on the job anyway.

The rest of the walk to the destination continued in silence. Of course Keriahe had more snarky comments up her sleeve, but right now they all sounded out of place. She nearly bumped into Kira as she suddenly stopped.

“Okay, so this is the crossroad they seem to target the most… Am I wrong or is there a metro nearby?” Kira asked, as she survayed the area.

“Yeah, I think so…? Onarimon station should be around the corner that way… This is Atago, right?” Keriahe mumbled, looking around further. “Yeah, there’s the Family Mart I stop by-!” suddenly she chimed out, pointing in that direction. “Wait… why are you asking?”

“Hmmm… Onarimon… that should be the Mita line…. Could the culprits be traveling along that line?”

“Thaaat doesn’t really narrow it down, does it? The line goes from Meguro to Itabashi, that’s like five cities through…” Keriahe huffed.

“You seem to know that line well. How so?”

“Me and the guys were trying to plan out a trip and one of the lines we needed was Mita, plus school stuff… What can I say, my memory serves me well I guess…”

Kira hummed in response. Keriahe observed her as Kira started watching people closely. She seemed lost in thought before she suddenly began walking again. “Wait, where are we goin’?” Keriahe exclaimed, running after her. Kira merely shushed her, seemingly following something. Keriahe furrowed her brows, looking up ahead. A few sharp turns, and they found themselves in an alleyway near the station. Only then did Kira’s phone ping with a new message. The two men they had tailed after suddenly looked up at the sound.

“Right, so that’s the notification for the damaged camera, the third time this week. Mind explaining yourself, gentlemen?” Kira asked, innocently tilting her head. Keriahe stared at the two men, already taking position next to Kira, blocking off the way if they tried to bolt.

“Huh? And what are you little girls doing here, hmm? In an alley with two old men, do you really want to test your luck?” one of the men tried to feign innocence. Kira sighed. “Tadashi Yashihiro, age 40, and Sugihara Keisuke, age 38. Ex-members of Inagawa-kai… To leave the third largest family in Japan, and do something petty like this… I wonder what the pay is…” she said, matter-of-factly.

“OI! How do you know-”

”Do you really think your criminal records don’t show this? Inagawa-kai might be huge, but they don’t bother erasing traffic violations for a couple of lazy idiots who don’t know how to park.” Kira inrerrupted. Keriahe snorted loudly. “Man- Imagine going under the radar for most of your crimes, but it’s a traffic violation that does you in, what losers…” she taunted. Both girls smirked to each other as the older men growled. “Alright you shits, what do you want?”

“It’s simple… Tell me who you are working for now, and I might let you leave…” Kira suggested.

”HA! Why should we tell you anything!? You are just some little teenage brat, bet you would sell nicely on the red light district!”

Keriahe’s eye twitched at the remark, feeling a growl grow in her throat. However Kira’s giggle interrupted whatever insult she was about to spew.

“Please, you two have been caught on camera’s and multiple police stations know I am on this case. If I were to go missing, do you really think they wouldn’t put two and two together? Or are you both truly so daft?” she asked, making small yet determined steps closer. “I should probably actually introduce myself. Detective Kira Tenkuu of Tokyo Private Agency. Now are we willing to-”

An abrupt stop as one of the men pulled out a gun, aiming right for her forehead. “Alright, enough jokes kids, get lost.” he growled. Kira however stared straight at him. Something about those piercing ice blue eyes and empty gaze made his hand shake. ”Glock 26…9 times 19milimeters… Good to conceal due to it’s small size, perfect for fast operations, and shoot up to 6 meters… We found rounds of this gun at a different location near Mitsubishi Ichigokan Museum… Still on the Mita line… So my theory was correct, your current group opperates in and around Mita station lines…” she spoke, her voice calm and clear, as if her life wasn’t being threatened right now. It sounded almost as if she were reading an excerpt from a book. Even Keriahe had to take a double-take at what was going on.

“I-I will shoot! Shut up!” the man shouted. A sudden cold enveloped the two men, a chill so strong that their breath was hanging in the air. His hands shook worse as he could have sworn the girls eyes were glowing in the darkness of the alley. ”Now now, no need for that… Even if you did shoot me, Atago station is nearby, and there are plenty of people in the street… The more of a ruckus you will cause, even if you get rid of me, you can’t get rid of everyone in the street… How about you put that down?” Kira responded, the emptyness of her voice making her sound less human. The man lowered his gun, hand shaking. This little girl was instilling fear in two grown men.

Finally Keriahe snapped out of her own shock, composing herself. “Alright, now that you two clowns have stopped causing a show… Who do ya work with anyway?” she asked, approaching them, still more cautious than Kira did. ”W-We won’t tell you brats nothing-!”

”Very few mafias function near this area you know… Simply process of elimination could work this out.” Kira suggested.

Keriahe grumbled. “Oi, what’s with the dragging it out, we can just beat the shit outta them for intel-” she argued.

“Really there is no need for that.” Kira huffed, glaring at Keriahe once again, this time in annoyance.

”Yeah, so instead we will start guessing every mafia on the fucking street, GRAND idea - do we start alphabetically or will you pull the order out of your ass?!” Keriahe barked back. Kira growled before turning back to the men, looking them over. It suddenly dawned on her.

“You two never left Inagawa after all, huh?” she asked, only barely letting the surprise come out.

”WHAAA-?! Bullshit—” Keriahe was about to argue, to be interrupted.

”H…how did you know?”

”You don’t JUST leave one of the three largest syndicates in Japan and JUST join a small gang that operates locally. Noone could pay the ammounts Inagawa do, and you have to be a complete idiot to just switch over like that. But this isn’t Inagawa-Kai signature at all, you lot work very quietly and even do charity work on the side. So what’s the deal?”

The men looked to each other, groaning. Kira looked to Keriahe, signaling something with a tilt of the head. At first Keriahe didn’t understand what she meant, before noting the phone in Kira’s hands behind her back. She took it from her, looking at the message discreetly.

”Co nt Act The Polive”

Horrid spell-check fail aside, Keriahe realized what she meant, staying behind her still.

It was in this moment one of the men suddenly came for Kira, grabbing her by the arm. “We’re willing to take our chances.” he growled, tugging her by the injured arm. Keriahe didn’t hesitate, running at the man and slamming him with all the speed and strength she could muster, knocking him back. The other man fired his gun, but luckily the girls were quick on their feet. A swift sweep to the mans ankles had him down as well. Keriahe roared as she pounced on the other man, forcing him to fall over. The police got there quickly.

“Hm, not bad, for a short-stack you hit pretty hard…” Kira praised Keriahe, as they were on their way back, after getting some taiyaki.

”Who ya calling a short-stack, Fucking weirdo!?” Keriahe yelled back. “I still can’t believe ya sussed them out like that… What gave it away even?!”

”Don’t yell… Well… Like I mentioned, Inagawa is the third largest family in Japan, they even function overseas, and hold too much power and are allied with THE largest syndicate in Japan, the Rokudaime Yamaguchi-Gumi… Splitting off from them would be a death sentence… I should have known though, that they were trying to cause mischief for antoher gang - the gun is not popular in Inagawa…” Kira began explaining, pulling out her small notebook from her pocket.

“Tokyo Washi, huh… Eagles… With a name like that they can’t be that big of a family yet…” she mused.

”Ya recon they work around this area?” Keriahe asked, peeking over at the notebook.

”Hmm… I might need to find a way to speak with them… Having Inagawa medle in their affairs must mean they are a threat to them… And a threat to them could be a friend to us.”

“Wha, ya thinkin’ of joining them or something? After giving me shit for Smiley?!”

“Oh no no no…. Simply to offer an Alliance is all… We will see~ Now keep up, I don’t want Felitzia on my ass for you getting home late!”

“ ‘tte OI! WHOSE FAULT IS IT THAT YOU TOOK YOUR SWEET ASS TIME!? …UGH WAIT FOR ME, DUMBFUCK!”

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