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hermesmaximoff · 4 years

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Reckless

▶ abstract: seeing death days means she doesn’t care about injuries.

▶ word count: 1,384

▶ warnings: some light angst, weapon expert!bucky

▶ pairing: n/a

Another mission. The fifth one this month. Tracking enhanced to HYDRA base after HYDRA base, the team always seemed to be one step behind. Each time she'd get injured. From things as small as a concussion to throwing herself in front of a team member to keep them from getting shot.

“We got an issue here!” Steve shouted over the comms, the whirring of helicopter blades filling the air, “Take cover!” He shouted a second later as the helicopter opened fire.

“I can take them out!” She yelled, hiding behind the concrete structure on the roof that housed the stairs.

“Don’t you dare!” Clint shouted, his head snapping to look at her.

“If you haven’t noticed they have two M61 Vulcans!” Ever the weapon expert, Bucky growled from his own position.

“I’ll be fine.” She huffed, peeking around the corner, only to immediately press herself against the wall again as several shots hit the concrete next to her head, blowing chunks from the corner. The shots were too slow to be from the Vulcans, she didn’t have to be a weapons expert to know that, “You know what else they got? Cause it ain’t just Vulcans.”

“I swear to god if you do something stupid.” Clint hissed, trying to find a way to get some shots off on them. But every time he’d peek around the corner, they’d fire at him and he’d have to duck for cover again.

“ParaFAL M964 A1 MD1. Either semi-automatic or full, can’t tell. Max range is 1800 meters, most effective up to 600. Fires 11 rounds a second. It’s accurate but the recoil kicks up after the first 6 shots, starts drifting left and right, alternates every two shots.”

“Don’t encourage her!” Clint shouted, completely exasperated.

“How many?”

“One.”

“What about the Vulcans?”

“Six barrel, 100 rounds a second.”

“Draw their fire.”

“On it.” She peeked around the corner again, seeing the gunmen preoccupied with firing elsewhere.

“Hold your position” Steve ordered.

“Not happening, Captain.” Rounding the corner, she began sprinting toward the helicopter. She stepped onto the ledge and launched herself off the edge, grabbing onto the farthest landing skid and using the momentum to swing around and up into the helicopter. Her feet came in contact with a man’s chest, the force sending him out of the helicopter and hurling toward the ground.

The other two men abandoned their posts at the guns, turning to her with guns raised. Without a second thought, she charged one of the two men, the other shooting and hitting her shoulder. Groaning, she managed to round-house kick the one she charged. He hit the floor and she turned her attention to the other man. He was down in seconds.

One hand went to her shoulder while she pressed her com with the other, “Sam, you good to come get me?” Before he could respond, rhythmic beeping started from the cockpit. Walking over, a bomb laid in the co-pilot’s seat, the pilot laying limp in his chair. She quickly checked his pulse, blood smearing onto his neck and making it hard for her to keep her fingers on his pulse point. Finally able to, the lack of pulse against her fingers told you he was dead. She needed to get the helicopter up high, fast, before the bomb went off.

“Hold that thought, Sam. I gotta get this helicopter in the air.”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, and she could see him flying toward the helicopter. Grabbing the cyclic, she took a deep breath and started to raise the helicopter.

“There’s a bomb in the cockpit, I’m gonna get it up high enough to avoid casualties.” a quick glance to the bomb to see how much time was left.

“Get out of there now!” Clint ordered, standing on the edge of the building.

“No! If I don’t get this thing far enough out, people die, Clint. I have to do this.” she took a deep breath, “Sam, once I get this thing high enough, I’m jumping, you gotta be ready to catch me.”

“There’s another way to do this,” Steve ordered, watching as the helicopter ascended further.

“Little too late for any other plan.” Once high enough, she flipped it into autopilot and allowed the aircraft to hover. Looking at the timer, there was only 10 seconds left.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” she mumbled, fighting to get back into the passenger area and diving out of the helicopter without a warning. She did her best to yell for Sam, but the wind tore the words from her mouth.

“Sam! She jumped!” Clint yelled though she heard it more of a faint whisper under the roaring and shouting of the wind. Sam took off toward her, the helicopter combusting as the bomb went off. The fuel in the engine and unfired ammo feeding the explosion.

Sam flew toward her, weaving in and around flying debris. He grabbed her arm, diving down slightly to wrap an arm around her waist to better maneuver around the debris. Looking over his shoulder, she saw a piece of debris soaring at the pair of them.

“Sam, we got incoming.” Looking over his shoulder, he must have known he wouldn’t be able to dodge the debris and used the metal of his wings as a shield. The debris hit the wings and they were sent hurtling toward the ground. She waited for the impact with bated breath, knowing that it would hurt like a bitch but she wouldn’t die.

She shut your eyes tightly, never feeling hitting the ground, rather a large hand wrapped around them. She held onto Sam as they were set down, slumping under his weight and the wings still wrapped around them. Pressing around on the suit, it took a while to get the wings to contract.

Bucky and Clint ran over, Bucky taking Sam so she could relax. Clint grabbed your arm, forcing her to face him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” He shouted, gripping her arm.

“Dude, she did a good job, calm down,” Bucky said.

“She was reckless!” Clint shouted again, Steve now walking over to join the group.

“He’s right, but she avoided a lot of casualties,” Steve said, crossing his arms over his chest. Everyone looking to Sam when he groaned

“Guys I’m fine, Sam’s waking up. We’re all good.”

“What happened?” Sam slurred, his head rolling slightly, but everyone ignored him, too angry at hee.

“You could have died!”

“No, I couldn’t have!” she shouted back, teeth clenched.

“You don’t have any special abilities, you would have died.”

“I can’t die!” She finally growled, tired of the constant worrying from the team.

“You’re immortal?” Steve finally asked after a little bit of silence.

“No, I’m not. But I can see the day everyone is going to die. That’s why I never freak out when anyone gets injured because I know they’re not dying,” she spoke quietly, not sure if she should continue or not, “That’s why I’m so reckless all the time. I know when I’ll die, I know when you’ll die, when Sam will, when Bucky will. I’m not going to die. Not today, at least.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Bucky asked as he started to put Sam down so he could start to stand on his own.

“Cause it’s just so unbelievable. I can’t just go, ‘Hi, I know when everyone is gonna die.’” She huffed, “It sounds stupid, and it freaks people out. No one wants to be friends with- or even know- someone who can see when people die.”

“I under-”

“No, you don’t! I don’t even like being friends with people! In high school, people tried to be friends with me, but I couldn’t because I knew when they’d die. Do, do you know how terrifying that is? My best friend wasn’t supposed to die until she was well into her 90s, but death days can change, did you know that? I walked up to her one day, and she was gonna die the next day. So do not tell me you understand, because you don’t.” No one said anything, all seeming to understand they weren’t going to win this.

“So, when do I die then? Because I honestly thought that debris was gonna do it.”

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