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Unorthodox Anger Management	By : Narrie Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 4539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Enjoy your fic! Oh and the first part is in Bruce's POV and then it goes back to Naomi's.
Chapter Three
I felt her movements in my body, like water rushing through a river. It felt like she was playing a harp but the strings were my nerves. I sighed it was a beautiful song she played because I was calm within moments. When I felt her presence leaving me, I didn't want her to; I didn't want to stop feeling this way.
"So that's what you do huh?" I smiled, "That's brilliant. I…" I didn't know how to express my gratitude or the fact that I have never felt so calm. She smiled at me.
"You're welcome. I'm glad you finally have some peace in your mind." We stood in silence for a second; I was lost in thought and feeling. This girl had made me feel what I have been trying to achieve my whole life, in minutes. I didn't know what to think at this point, my body was numb to anger and pain. I felt her hand readjust in mine which brought me back to reality. I quickly retracted my hand from hers, feeling the anxiety build up inside of me, I stuttered.
"I'm sorry… I uh… I doubt sitting there in silence was much fun for you and I forgot you were holding my… well." She laughed but it turned into a yawn at the end.
"I agree," I stated "it's late and I feel like I could finally sleep the night. It was a pleasure to meet you Naomi, maybe tomorrow you could…" I pointed towards his head "you know… and I won't mind telling you about your parents at all. They were lovely people… I know they would be proud of who you are today." Her eyes avoided mine as she looked at the ground Oh no...I said something to upset her again. Stupid Bruce! She nodded meekly at me, I wanted to comfort her in some way though. I reached out and place my head on her shoulder "Naomi… I'm sorry I shouldn't have…" but she cut me off by shaking her head.
"No. Don't apologize, please. You mistake my emotions for sadness Bruce. I would be happy to hear about my parents…besides most of my memories are blurry or forgotten." She gave me a forced a smile as a tear ran down her cheek. I wiped it away and then placed my hand on the same cheek, cupping it in my palm. Neither of us expected that though because I could feel my cheeks go crimson and hers did too.
"I should go to bed now… Goodnight Bruce." I watched her walk away and leave me for the night. I didn't want her to go though.
I didn't know why I got so close to Naomi like that; it was out of my character. Sure I definitely wanted to touch her but, Bruce, when do you ever act on impulse? People get hurt when you do. I sighed again as I felt the negativity seep back into my body, I never knew I could ever want someone more than the way I wanted her here with me now.
I groaned and rubbed my head it's bedtime. Even though I got into bed and under my covers, I knew I wouldn't sleep. I might as well be comfortable while I let this girl swarm my thoughts. I would have been just as useless in the lab. I sighed one last time as I closed my eyes and pictured the girl with the gray eyes and mousy brown hair.

I rolled over in bed and stretched, I felt my body moan as I moved it from it's previously constant position. I really missed my dog, why couldn't S.H.E.I.L.D. tell me that they just wanted me to help with Bruce's mind and stress that they didn't want to kill me? I could have kept Chaos. He was the dumbest but most loving boxer in the world and I loved him for it. Half of his body would wiggle when you would walk in the door and I you feel the room light up with excitement, the thought made me smile. I had left him with an old friend when I had to go on the run, I didn't even know if he was still alive. He was one of the very last things to bring me joy…
I sighed at the sad thought and groaned as I stood up. Repulsed at my bed head I grunted in disgust and ran a brush through my short mousy hair. Cure my thick mousy brown hair. It only looks good shorter or else it becomes a mane, and I might as well join a pride at that point. Getting fed up with my hair I just left it somewhat messy, brushed my teeth and hopped in the shower to wash my body. I got pretty gross running from place to place.
I felt my body go rigid. Oh my dear god NAOMI! I screamed in my head you were sitting there, talking to Bruce and you were dirty and you probably smelled. I wanted to curl up into a ball out of embarrassment, as if last night wasn't awkward and odd enough…I had to go around stinking up the place. Oh god… I shuddered at the thought and shook my head, hoping that it would maybe dislodge and disappear from my memory. Sighing at my obvious failure I hopped out the shower, got changed and went to find some breakfast and maybe see if there are any training grounds.
Walking through the corridor's I could sense worry, which is an odd feeling to have but I just assumed it was to do with the fact that we're in a flying ship and maybe some people don't do so well with heights. I didn't put anymore thought into it; my mind was focused on food. I was lost by now, just walking aimlessly around, hoping I would stumble upon my destination.
It wasn't until I bumped into Natasha, did I have a chance at fixing my growling stomach. She smiled, more like frowned with a slight curve at the corners of her mouth depicted a smile, and told me that the cafeteria was only a few minutes away from my room. She directed me through the halls, escorting me past the groups of soldiers; I took this opportunity to ask more questions about this ship.
"Natasha? I was wondering if there were any rooms where I could train and keep my combat skills up to par." I've never gone more than a day without practicing or using my combat skills…not something I should really be proud about but now it's become a habit, and I don't really think Fury will be pleased with me destroying my room with my Glaive, "Oh! And do you know where my Glaive is?"
"There aren't any training rooms in specific, however if you talk to Director Fury, I'm sure he can figure something out. You will also have to talk to him about your Glaive; he has it in protection right now. He's on the main deck, it's right down that hall" I nodded my thanks as we arrived to the cafeteria. I could smell the bacon and the slightly burnt toast; I have never been this excited about food.
I grinned and turned to thank Natasha but she was already gone what is with that woman and always disappearing…I will have to start thanking her when she starts to help me, not at the end. Feeling almost giddy I went to the line and grabbed a tray, waiting for my turn to ask the chef for my selected food, I was trying to remember the last time I had eggs or bacon or toast. I'm just glad I don't have to eat rodent anymore. Finally grabbing my breakfast, I found a table to sit at as I inhaled my food, not caring how I looked or about having manners. Once I finished, I headed to the main deck that Natasha described so I could talk to Nick Fury.

The size alone would impress anyone, but once you factor in all of the computers and staff who worked to keep this place safe and keep it in the air, it was astonishing; Recognizing Nick Fury right away I B-lined for him, not looking at anything else. I stood behind him and cleared my throat, without budging he addressed me
"Yes Miss Wit? What can I do for you?" I stood straight, I could feel my body tense please body, don't go on autopilot and jump Nick Fury if he doesn't give me my glaive back…I took in a deep breath before I spoke for good measure.
"I want my glaive back. And I want to train…or practice…I just…want to do something! I just want to do it in a secure place." Nick chuckled at this and I felt my hands turn into fists and my feet change to a more comfortable position.
"I wouldn't do that Miss Wit. Jumping me would be the worst mistake you will ever make; all these men and women would have guns on you before you knew it and they wouldn't be afraid to pull the trigger." My body relaxed and I stood at attention, silently cursing my inability to stop my impulses. "Besides you could have just asked nicely." He turned around and started walking, confused I didn't know what to do until he stopped, turned and looked at me.
"What? Have you changed your mind already?" the sarcasm seeped out of his mouth and all I could do was frown as I walked to catch up with him. I could hear him chuckle snide bastard…
"Well Miss Wit, I don't exactly have a training room" my heart sunk a little, "However I have a holo-room. It's not fully ready but we've been looking for someone to test it out and see where its limits are. You interested?" what the heck is a holo-room? Holographs maybe? I sighed
"It's the only way I will get my Glaive back isn't it?" He laughed again; I was growing to hate that laugh.
"You catch on quick don't you? Here, your Glaive is in that room, let's get you geared up and we can see how this goes okay?" I nodded, my eyes not leaving my Glaive. When the doors opened I wanted to run and grab it and never let go but I restrained myself from showing such childish maneuvers. Picking it up I ran my hands over every inch, making sure it was not harmed and nothing was changed.
It was a double edged Glaive with two thin arched blades on either side. In the middle there was a connecting device that my father constructed, only if I touched it in certain spots in a specific pattern would it unlock into two one-handed swords. It was a very intricate weapon made specifically for me, and I was deadly with it. Swinging it around in my right hand and then my left I could feel my muscles relax and my muscle memory kicking in; I finally felt at peace having her back in my hands.
"Don't worry Miss Wit; I wouldn't dare harm that weapon. Come on, let's get some basic body armor on you and get you in there." A wall behind Fury moved up and revealed varying sizes of under armor; I walked over and started grabbing items that were my size. It wasn't much but it's enough to stop a bullet which is all I really needed.
"So, Director Fury, what exactly am I doing? What is this room that I'm going to?" He stood in the middle of the room, arms behind his back; he was always so rigid but I swear I saw him rock back on his feet like a kid would.
"Well, it's a holo-room. It creates real life scenarios with an endless amount of enemies that will come at you from every direction; it can create any environment but they're all holographs." I could tell he wasn't telling me everything, was he hoping for me to go in without all the information or was he testing my comprehension? Either way I wasn't leaving any room for error, this is S.H.E.I.L.D. after all.
"Are they regular holograms or S.H.E.I.L.D. holograms Director Fury? S.H.E.I.L.D. tends to make and do everything a little differently." As I guessed…I was right.
"A very good question Miss Wit! They can hurt you and they will try to kill you. They will hold weapons you will have to defeat them but they will not disappear from a simple touch." I fidgeted a bit with my armor when he stated I would basically have to kill them. Despite my position I was in back home, I never killed and enjoyed it, it was unfortunately something I was just very good at.
"You will be on Level One to start with. The terrain won't change and these Holograms will only try to subdue you. Don't worry. It's just through this door." I nodded and walked through the door into an empty and dark room; the only light shining through the door I just entered from. Once that door closed though, I was alone in a dark room; not knowing what was about to come. One by one spotlights filled the room, then fill lights came on and before I knew it, I was standing in the corner of a giant room. It was the size of a baseball field with jet black floors and walls. Trying to search the room for where the enemies would be coming from.
I stalk forward. Feeling the ground beneath my feet with each step, I held my glaive in my right hand, readjusting my grip and feeling a new found courage within me; I was ready to fight. Once I met the middle I heard a loud buzzer sound and four doors appear throughout the room and out walked a total of 16 men. Standing still I waited for them to make the first move, I didn't know how they were programmed; if they would attack all together or a group at a time.
My body reacted as soon as one hologram took a step; it seemed they were attacking two at a time but not from the same group. I instantly ran to my right towards the hologram that was closest to me. Swinging my glaive across my body I brought it down in a swooping motion with precision, slicing his jugular and then he disappeared. Good, atleast there isn't any blood. I sent out my silent thanks to whoever created this room but quickly turned around as I heard footsteps. I was caught off-guard and jumped by a different soldier, taking me to the ground; it seemed that when I killed one another sprang to life.
I grunted as I wrestled on the ground with this man; I couldn't let the fact that I made a rookie mistake take the better of me. Finding some leverage I spun him onto his back punching his twice and then I collapsed his wind pipe. I rolled forward and grabbed my Glaive before I got back to my feet and I knew I was back to my old self. Fighting seemed to meld into one sequence of swift swings and high kicks.
Before I knew it there was only one hologram left but I didn't recognize him. He looked different than the others; he seemed to have a permanent sneer to him as well. Before I could make anything of him his demeanor changed and so did his appearance. His once plain clothes turned into robes and leather, a cape hung from his back and a horned helmet dawned on top of his head. This was a pretty good job they're doing; being able to change my threat on the fly. They must think I'm ready for the next level. I smiled at the transformation but that giddiness was gone when I heard Nick Fury's voice fill the room.
"Naomi! Get out of there, that's no Hologram!" Panic set in as it settled in that he was right, I could sense the negative energy coming from him, the sense of doubt seemed to loom over his being, slowly filling the room. Part of me felt sorry for him, he seemed to be so lost but that quickly left when he smirked, raising his spear he shot a bolt of energy at me. I rolled to my right and barely dodged the attack but I wasn't as lucky for the next one. I felt a shot of pain hit my right shoulder and I knew I was down.
Rage and Anger ran through my body, the energy that he was using was more than magic and it was evident. It seemed to carry his emotions, his feelings and lucky for me, that affected me more than the blast. I looked up and the man disappeared as a bunch of blurry people ran into the room towards me. I recognized Nick Fury as he got closer but the pain was spreading and I couldn't hold on much longer. I closed my eyes and wanted nothing more than for Bruce to be here with me.
I think Bruce went into hiding! Don't worry he will be back next fic I promise :)
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