The Mahōtokoro School of Magic is an academy nestled on an island off of Japan’s coast. The entrance to the school grounds is marked by a red and orange torii that appears to stand alone on the mountain in the eyes of Muggles and other non-magical creatures. To students and faculty the grounds open up to reveal expansive gardens and traditional structures that date back to the early eleventh century.
Students are granted acceptance to the academy between the ages of eight and nine and attend the school for 8 years, signifying prosperity and luck for their swiftly approaching futures. Instead of receiving letters as the British do, students from Mahōtokoro are presented with their acceptance in person alongside a test from an instructor. The results of the test determine which of the five houses a student can be sorted into, each one taking inspiration from one of the elements of the physical world:
Tsuchi (土) represents strength and responsibility; Students in this house can have a tendency to be stubborn though particularly grounded in their beliefs and practices. They are rational and logical and have a sense of strength, whether it’s physical or mental, not easily pushed around. Tsuchi students make for good leaders and strong class representatives.
Kaze (風) represents free-spirited lenience; Students in kaze are usually artistic and go with the flow and prove to be more gentle-natured and easy-going. These students are often intelligent in unconventional ways and see things from perspectives others don’t often consider. Students in this house are often peacemakers and mediators.
Umi (海) represents patience and determination; Students that are sorted into umi can often be unpredictable leaving this house with the widest variety of students. Some students can be patient and determined, biding their time and maintaining their course until they reach the desired goal while others are fiercer and stronger, rocking the boat to create change.
Kasai (火災) represents passion and ambition; Kasai students are often seen as the most aggressive of all of the five houses, though they would argue that their aggression is simply passion and intensity misinterpreted. These students will reach their goals no matter what obstacles stand in their way though they are less inclined to feel badly if they step on a few toes to do so. students in this house are often seen as troublemakers because they are also the biggest risk takers and challengers to rules and various social constructs.
Sora (空) represents the abstract; Students in Sora are often very aware of things that are much bigger than they are and see themselves as a small cog in a giant machine. They refer to themselves as Existentialists, focusing on what is not represented in every day life living less in the moment and more for some greater good. Most students in Sora tend to have a strong Shinto background while some others understand a great deal more about Muggle science and the universe.
Staff members strive to teach students how to focus on a spiritual balance and respect and nature and connections to their surroundings in relation to their magic. Classes are separated by gender as well as year, students only congregating together during mealtime, compulsory morning exercise, and a designated hour of freetime. House dormitories are also separated by gender and year with each housing unit spread out across the campus.
A/n- (feel free to change the friends name I was just too lazy to write y/f/n that
may times) IT’S HERE! bet ya weren’t ready for that plot twist ;)
The night ended with all six of you heading back to
the hotel. It wasn’t until about 2 am that the guys left.
“Wait!” you protested as they stood up. “We all need
to switch numbers so we can have group chat after we leave!”
“Ok,” Justin laughed as he grabbed your phone.
“Gimme,” you motioned for Tyler to give you his
After everyone had each other’s number, the boys
“Alright, I’m going to bed.” you said as you plopped
onto the bed.
“Same,” Alice yawned.
“I’m gonna go call Sean,” Olivia grabbed her phone
and headed to the balcony.
You three didn’t wake up until about 11 am. And none
of you rushed to get ready.
“Hey, I’m gonna call Anth and see what the plan is,”
you said as you walked out to the balcony, leaving the other girls to continue
After a few rings, Anth picked up. “Hey, Y/n.”
“Hi. What’s up?” you ask, looking at the city below.
“Nothing, just chilling at home.” He sounded
hesitant, but you brushed it off. It was probably nothing.
“Do you still want to go to the Santa Monica Pier?”
“Listen, Y/n…” he trailed off.
You laughed, “You can say no.”
“It’s not that…” he said and you began to worry.
“Y/n, Conor left.”
“What do you mean he left?” your voice cracked.
“He went back to London last night. He was really
upset,” Anth was biting his slip almost to the point of drawing blood. He
didn’t want either of his friends to be sad. He just wanted them both to
realize that they were in love.
“About what?!?!” you yelled, tears threatening to
fall. “What could he possibly be upset about?”
“He saw that you were hanging out with another guy,”
“Oh. My. God.” You sighed. “He’s so fucking
childish! Maybe if he actually talked to me then he would know he was just a
“Y/n, just please try to fix this. You guys are
perfect for each other.”
“Obviously we’re not Anth!” you began crying. “He
plays me like a fucking game. He treats me like crap and then gets mad when I’m
not interested anymore!”
“He likes you a lot,” Anth tried to level with you.
“He has a real shit way of showing it.”
“It’s not your fault,” you yawned. “Sorry for flipping
out on you; you didn’t deserve that.”
“It’s okay,” he chuckled. “You still want to go to
Santa Monica Pier?”
“Sure,” you smiled even though he couldn’t see it.
“Meet us there in an hour.”
You tried. You tired really hard. But you just
couldn’t. Every time you weren’t talking, your mind would flood with him.
Whether it be his smile, his hair, his voice or anything else. It was him.
Always had been and always will be.
You walked down the pier trying to stay tuned in to
the conversation, but you just couldn’t. You wanted to see him, feel him, and
be with him. And you couldn’t. And that killed you.
You needed him.
“Y/n? You aright, love?” Alice asked, wrapping an
arm around your waist.
“Yeah, just a lil homesick,” you plastered on a fake
“C’mon babes,” Olivia smiled. “We’ll be home soon
So a few more hours were spent at the pier and then
you four went out to lunch.
After lunch, you guys arrived at Anth’s apartment at
around 2 o’clock.
“So, you girls are leaving tomorrow…” Anth said as
you three entered his apartment.
“Yeah, our flights at noon.” Alice frowned.
“I don’t wanna leave,” Olivia pouted.
“Same, but I couldn’t stay here forever.” You said,
sitting on the floor.
“I could, 100%. This place is like paradise,” Alice
“Have you ever considered moving to London?” Olivia
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “I have actually. But I’m super
close with my family and I couldn’t do that to them. Tours are hard enough as
“That’s understandable,” you give him a small smile.
“So what do you ladies want to do on your last night
“Hmmm, movie night?” Alice suggested.
“Yes! Let’s have a Harry Potter marathon!” Olivia
“Do you have the Harry Potter movies?” you asked.
Anth gasped and put a hand over his heart, “I am
truly offended that you even had to ask.”
Anth put in the first of eight and you four spent
the rest of the evening making jokes and reciting entire scenes.
As the fourth movie came to a close, you looked at
“Bloody hell, its two in the morning!” you laughed.
“We better get back and pack,” Alice said.
“Since when are you the responsible type?” Liv
giggled, earning a glare from the brunette.
“Do you guys need a ride to the airport?” Anth
“Thanks, but we’d hate for you to go out of or way.”
He laughed, “It’s no big deal, I promise.”
“Wanna help us pack too?” Alice said sarcastically.
“No, but I can keep you company if you like.”
“Sure!” Olivia said. “Let’s use the little time we
have left to our advantage.”
“We’re not dying, Liv.” You laughed.
“Who knew packing could be so fun?” you laughed as
you shoved a pair of shorts into your suitcase.
Anth had decided to show you girls his playlist;
which was lit as hell. You all began singing while he watched you three back
Anth paused the music, “Its 10:30, you girls should
probably be at the airport by now.”
“Just a few more things!” Olivia said, cramming a
few more souvenirs into her bag.
“Here,” Alice laughed, grabbing one of the bags. “I
can put it in my bag.”
“Thanks,” she sighed.
“C’mon, you’re gonna be lateeeeeeeee.” Anth whined,
already halfway out the door.
The ride to the airport was also filled with many
good songs. Once you got the airport, the goodbye to Anth was sadder than you
“Thank you,” you cried into Anth’s shoulder. “For
trying to help us.”
“Of course,” he hugged you tighter.
After you finally let go of your American friend,
you three silently walked to your gate. None of you wanted to leave, but you
all three wanted nothing more to be home. The flight back home was filled with
sleeping. Alice and Olivia slept the entire way, except for small bathroom
breaks. But you, you only slept for a little bit. After a tiny power nap, your
mind was racing. You thought of all the things you could do when you got off
the plane. But only one stuck out.
You had to see Conor.
“Do you guys want to go to my place, and just chill
before we get back into our daily routine?” Alice asked as you three waited for
“I’m down as long as you have wine and pizza,”
“Sure, but I have to go somewhere before that.”
You rolled your eyes sarcastically, “I wonder…”
“Do you want us to go with you?” Olivia gave you a heartfelt
“No, this is something I need to do on my own,” you
said. “But thank you.”
“Anytime,” she winked.
The Uber ride to Alice’s was normal. You girls
quietly chatted until the car had arrived at her place.
“Alright, I’ll be back soon.” you said to the girls and
gave the Uber address Conor’s address. The nerves started to rise in your
stomach as you grew closer to the apartment. You had no idea what was to come.
You walked up the stairs to his floor and slowly
walked to his door. You knocked, and stepped back, heart beating faster than
The door opened and Jack Maynard stood there, a smile
quickly approaching his lips.
“So you’re the girl my brother went to America for,”
he chuckled, leaving against the door frame.
“Yeah, uh is he here?”
“Yep,” he said, opening the door and motioning for
you to come in.
“Conor!” he shouted. “Someone’s here for you!”
You followed him into the living room where Josh was
sat on the couch, controller in hand.
“Oh. My. God. You’re her?”
“Yeah…” you said slowly, who else knows about you
Literally everyone, you dumbass.
“Who could possibly be here to see me?” Conor
laughed from the hallway.
You and Jack turned around, watching his expression
It went from comical, to confusion, to sadness but then
settled on anger.
“What do you want?” he said coldly.
You were slightly taken aback, “I want to talk.”
“Why?” he crossed his arm.
“I think you know why,” you looked at him, your
heart breaking into a million pieces.
“Fine,” he said and led you to the balcony.
“What do you have to say?” he scolded.
“Okay. First of all, you can lose the attitude. And second
of all, I want you to explain.”
“Explain what?” he asked.
“I just want to hear your side of the story.”
“I don’t have one,” he said simply.
“So you can’t tell me why you did what you did? Why you
flew all the way to bloody America for me, but then left before actually apologizing?”
“No,” he sighed. “I was just confused. I was
jealous, but then I relished that I fucked up. But then I saw you with the
other dude. And I just got so angry.”
“What other dude? Clayton?” you asked.
“I don’t know how he is. He was on your Instagram,
and he was obviously into you. I just felt unwanted.”
“Really?!?! YOU felt unwanted? Are you fucking
kidding me???” you yelled at him. “You treated me like actual shit but got
pissed off when I wasn’t still hung up on you! You’re literally the epitome of
a fuckboy, yet I can’t help being in love with you! You piss me off more than
anything in the world yet you were the first person that I wanted to see when I
landed! So don’t you dare say that
you felt unwanted?”
“You gave me mixed signals! You would seem interested
but when you had picture of you kissing a guy! How was I supposed to know if
you were interested or not!!”
“What picture of me kissing someone?”
“The one with the balloon where you’re on his back!”
“Oh my god,” you laughed, yet you were far from
showing humor. “That’s my fucking brother, which you would know if you bothered
to get to know me!”
He stepped towards you, “I tried! You were the one
who got short with me!” he poked you in the chest.
Jack opened the door to the balcony, “Mate, back up.”
“Stay out of this Jack!” he yelled, yet his eyes
stayed looked with yours. “You said something. Say it again.” His features
“Which part?” you asked.
“The part where you say you love me,” he said,
turning his pointed finger into a flat palm, he wanted to feel your heartbeat.
“I am so incredibly in love with you Conor Maynard.”
“I’m in love with you too, Y/n.” he smiled. “Can I kiss
You giggled, “Of course.”
After you two awkwardly went back into his flat and
awkwardly said goodbye to Josh and Jack, you headed over to Alice’s.
You were all lounged around her living room, a
pointless show playing in the background.
Conor was deep into an awkward fan story when there
was a knock at the door.
“I’ll get it,” Olivia said.
“No! Alice should,” you smiled.
“Wow thanks.” She rolled her eyes but got up
you mouthed at Liv who gave you a questioning look. You two and Conor followed
the brunette to the door.
She opened the door and froze. Liv did the same, yet
you were smiling ear to ear.
Requested by anons: Hey there! Could you please write a sirius x reader (eventual smut) where the reader is james’ twin sister and james is against them dating so they date secretly and james finds out? Thanks ||/\|| Can I have a Sirius x reader where he has a curvy girlfriend (not fat) and he absolutely loves it and he thinks she looks really good in the school uniform and a lil smut if you want
Word count: 2018
Warning: A teensy smidge of smut
“Please, Y/N, everyone knows I’m his best friend,” James scoffed at you as you were walking together in the great hall to have breakfast.
“And I’m not contesting that, brother,” you argued, choosing to call him that because you knew it ticked him off. “What I am saying is that Sirius likes me better,” you explained.
“That’s rubbish and doesn’t even make sense!” he exclaimed before sitting down, in front of Sirius, Remus and Peter.
“What doesn’t make sense?” Peter asked, curious.
“James here is unable to accept the fact that while he is Sirius’s best friend, Sirius still likes me better as a person,” you explained with a playful smirk, still standing.
Sirius took the time to strike a pensive pose, before answering.
“I’d say that’s a correct analysis of the situation,” he nodded.
Has anyone done a big, celebratory master list of OCs people have created in this fandom? I know from experience that it’s easy for a character to wander into your head and demand hours and hours of development and love and attention and then, because of the nature of most OCs to the source material, they tend not to get a whole lot of love from anybody else.
If you have an HTTYD OC that you’ve poured a lot of love and energy into, whether you use them for fanfiction or roleplaying or they just *exist* in your head and/or computer, reblog or reply to this so I can see; not sure how many people this applies to, but IF THERE ARE LOTS OF US then I might just devise some kind of system to make a cool project to show off everyone’s creativity.
Summary: Alice’s story with Captain America didn’t end in the best way possible, all thanks to her powers that most of the time seem like a burden. When Sam Wilson enters her life, the world seemed to light up. Unfortunately, a mission goes south and she is not prepared for what happens next.
New York City, a year ago.
It was getting pretty late, and
neither Alice nor her boyfriend waited for someone. Sam Wilson, Alice’s
boyfriend was fast asleep from a few hours ago; the avenging life was
exhausting and there was no one in the world that could understand him as she
did. The two met in strange circumstances, rather unlikely to happen, but life
has its mysterious ways of getting people together, and so it happened with
Alice and the Falcon.
Washington D. C. once held SHIELD’s
headquarters and the agency was what Alice knew for a life for more time than
she could remember and by then, she could barely remember the circumstances of
her addition to the super-secret almost spy-like agency, but since then, her
life and world gave a 180° turn. There she met the people she would later
consider friends and family, and what it seemed to be the love of her life.
The always righteous Steve Rogers
fell in love with her noble and pure heart, and Alice fell in love with the man
behind the legend. But deep inside him, there was no way of hiding the fear for
what she was able to do. Alice was one of the first modified people that were
under SHIELD’s radar that actually worked for them and not against. Her
telepathy and telekinesis was under control and she did everything at reach to
keep it that way. Hell, she was extremely conscious of what she could do if
pushed an inch too far away.
Everything in the SHIELD’s sweethearts
lives was milk and honey until the moment of the sudden goodbye. Steve never
said why and Alice tried to never look back at something that was definitely
over and with no chance of coming back. Avoiding Steve at work was one hell of
a task, but she managed to keep her promise and her heart in a healthy way.
Soon enough, she decided to quit everything that could remind her of him, she
didn’t need him in her life anymore, and she had saved some good cash to live
without having another job again.
And when Sam appeared in the picture,
her word gave another turn. A good one, a great one. She could finally be
herself with a man with issues of his own. A man that loved her even though the
danger he was stepping into. Sam Wilson loved her, adored her, cherished her,
and once again, she decided to surrender at feeling loved and to love back. She
wasn’t the kind of girl that would say no to adventure.
Alice’s TV watching was interrupted
by some knocks on the front door. She heavily sighed but opened it anyway.
“What an unpleasant surprise” she
said flatly. “You again, Rogers?”
“I just need a minute” he hurried to
add, “Please, Alice”
“No” Alice’s head shook and her
brunette hair moved along. “You have no right to ask for a minute when you
didn’t even give me one to try to convince you to stay with me and you didn’t
even help me out that day” she tried to close the door but Steve’s hand was
faster and stopped it. “Steve get the hell out of my house”
“Or what?” he cocked one of his
blonde eyebrows, “you’re gonna make this house explode and shit?” his voice was
raising in volume, and she felt ready for a fight. “Because I’m sure you don’t
want to lose another house; SHIELD doesn’t have that much money.”
“SHIELD is fucking dead anyway,
Rogers” she replied, her breath increasing its pace. Alice gulped and took a
deep breath before speaking again. “Last warning, get the fuck out”
“Alice?” Sam’s sleepy voice sounded
form behind them. His pajama pants hung on his hips and his bare feet slapped
against the hardwood floor. “Steve?”
he narrowed his eyes to get a better look at the blonde, Dorito-shaped soldier.
“Man, it’s super late, what are you even doing here? And why are you yelling
like a fucking maniac, do I have to remind you what time is it?”
“Sam, honey… Go to bed, ok?” Alice
tried to sooth the veteran who was now too awake to ignore the scene. “Steve is
“No, this is going to be fun to be a
part of” Steve entered the house pushing Alice to the side and slamming the
wooden door behind him. “What are you
doing here Sam?”
“I live here?” the dark skinned man
replied in a puzzled voice, “This is our house, and why on earth are you
yelling?” Sam yawned. “Dude I had an exhausting day and you were there to tell”
“Another avenger, Alice?” Steve
folded his wide arms over his chest and smiled ironically. “Real classy”
“Don’t kid yourself Rogers” she
followed in suit, “you’re not as important as you think”
“I’m sure I’m missing something here,
any hints?” Sam’s finger quickly moved from pointing Alice and then Steve.
“Oh, didn’t she tell you?” a huge
grin grew on Captain America’s lips, “we were together” the words came out
poisoned; Steve was drunk, either way he wouldn’t be making such a pathetic
scene. He had nothing to lose now; he
“Yes, until this scumbag over here
dumped me for no reason whatsoever and abandoned me two seconds after, and now his
sorry ass wants to talk it over” Alice rolled her honey colored eyes. “Real
classy” she said with a smirk. “Steve, you’re making a fool of yourself, just
“Did she also forget to tell you that
she tore our place down when we broke up?” Steve carried on, at this point
nothing mattered. “Did she tell you she is fucking dangerous and that she could
raise hell anytime?”
“Whoa there Steve” Sam turned his
head, “you are not going to talk about her like that” Sam’s voice was firm,
“get the hell out man,” Sam pointed at the door with his thumb, “or I swear to
god I’ll make you leave”
“Have it your way” Steve raised his
hands in defeat, “but then don’t come to me physically hurt because she went
fucking nuts and destroyed this or any other place. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya’”
“I had enough of you.” Sam grabbed
Steve’s collar and without hesitating, his fist landed on the super soldier’s
jaw. “Now get the fuck out” Sam’s word were harsh, and it even made Alice step
back. Two minutes ago she was ready to make Steve leave by force, but now, the
loudness and demanding voice of her boyfriend sent shivers down her spine that
were not exactly pleasant.
She never told Sam anything because
she knew he would think she was with him just to forget about Steve, and that
was far from being true. Alice adored Sam for a number or reasons that didn’t
include him being a petty fuck. After getting punched, Steve left with his
pride broken and a stinging jaw. Sam turned around.
“Come to bed, is kinda late.” a soft
smile spread on his lips and he leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “I don’t
care what happened between you and him, I really don’t. I just hope you’re not
with me to forget about him” he sighed tiredly.
“I’d never do that, Sammy” Alice
cupped his face in her hands and leaned forward to gently lock her lips against
his, “what I had with Steve is buried, burned and forgotten. I’m with you
because I do love you”
New York City, present day.
Alice had just gotten out of the
shower after an awfully long day. SHIELD might have found its doom after agent
Romanoff revealed every secret about both the intelligence agency and HYDRA,
but former director Fury still had work for the people he trusted in. She was one
of them. Sam had gone on a mission of his own with the Avengers, while she had
been putting some intel together to make a report that would be sent later to
Her gut instinct warned that there
was something wrong, and as she slid her oversized shirt over her torso, the
doorbell rang. ‘Who’s that?’ she
thought to herself as she gave a little jump to put on a pair of shorts. She
was still fit, but she didn’t train as hard anymore; her work was on an
if-needed basis, not actively as it used to be.
Twisting the knob, a familiar figure
stood in front of her. The always handsome Steve Rogers was on the other side
of the doorframe and she couldn’t help to sigh heavily. The story of the two
was rocky to say the least, and their last encounter was far from being
friendly. Alice crossed her arms over her chest and cocked an eyebrow as a way
of saying hi.
“Allie… May I come in?”
“Someone following you?” she replied
dryly, feeling how the nick name he used to call her triggered the worst of
thoughts and memories. The blonde soldier shook his head. “Where’s Sam? Why are
you here and not him?”
“Alice, may I come in?” Steve asked
again with a heavy and tired voice. Alice had no other option but to step aside
and let him in; he was using her name after all. The soldier’s steps pounded in
her head until he let his body fall onto the cushions of the sofa.
“I never said you could sit down”
she rolled her bright eyes “Now answer me. Where is Sam” she said each word
“Remember we were on a mission?”
Alice nodded. “Well, we had these guys, we truly did… The mission wasn’t hard,
or that’s what the reports told us” Steve rubbed his temples and tried to hide
“Never trust records” Alice replied,
“Fury always says that”
“Things went to shit and
unfortunately Sam took the biggest hit” Steve let his head hung forward for a
minute before looking up to the now cold eyes of the woman he still loved. “He’s
in a coma.”
Alice’s eyes widened. She knew Steve
wasn’t lying because he was never good at it. His words repeated over and over
in her head and just the thought of Sam being bound to a bed, with IVs and
machines around him made her sick. The tears pooled in her eyelids and they
were unstoppable; Sam was not an ordinary boyfriend to her, he was the reason
she smiled again.
“Allie…” Steve whispered, placing a
hand on her shoulder. Even though being the one who broke up with her, she
still was the love of his life. Maybe letting her go was not the right choice.
She was with another man now, and being together was not an option, not anymore. Testing his luck, Steve
tried to hug her, but she backed away immediately.
“Don’t you dare, Rogers” she hissed,
pushing him away. “This is not a moment of weakness” Alice looked up; and the
thought of Sam was replaced with the memories of the day the SHIELD sweethearts
Washington D. C., four years ago.
“We need to talk” Steve said harshly. He never used that voice unless he
was scolding an agent or sometimes her.
“What is it baby?” Alice asked in a high pitched voice. Her smile faded
from her lips when she saw her hard expression. “Is everything alright?”
“No” he replied coldly “Nothing is alright anymore. We can’t be together
“What?” her brows knitted together trying to sink in the words “You–you
want to break up with me?” she asked. A nervous laugh escaped from her, but it
also faded and turned into tears when Steve’s expression didn’t softened “W–why
on earth…?” her question was left unfinished the minute her heart started to
beat fast, and a buzzing sound on her ears kept the soldier’s words away. She
took both hands to the sides of her head and grabbed it tightly. Her eyes shut
tight. “Calm down, Alice. Calm down” she repeated to herself in a barely
audible whisper, but it was useless. She saw it coming, and most importantly,
so did Steve.
The living room started to shake, and Steve looked around himself in
terror. He knew what she was capable of; he had seen it in her missions. She
was extremely powerful and for that, she could be extremely dangerous. Out of a
sudden, everything crashed. The windows smashed as if someone threw a rock at
them, the glass and plates inside the cabinets exploded as a loud scream joined
the crashing noise.
Steve still had the protective instinct, so he held her body tightly to
receive every little bit of whatever was coming to them; plates, glasses or the
windows. When everything stopped, he let go of her without saying a word. For
Alice, not only her house was destroyed, but also her heart was tore into a
million pieces and her world seemed to stop. She fell on her knees, exhausted,
and what was even worse, she was terrified of what she could do for the very
New York City, present day. Again.
Steve drove to the facilities in
silence. Alice rested her head on the window of the ridiculously big car. The
music did nothing but to make the silence between them even more awkward. She
closed her eyes and drifted away, to other time, to better times.
The soldier looked at her every
once, but whenever she felt observed, a harsh “keep your eyes on the road” made him turn his head again. They
arrived to the facilities in a hurry, a lot had changed since SHIELD
“Why him?” Steve asked finally. They
were heading to the infirmary quickly, but he stopped before the doors “Why
“Excuse me?” Alice asked from over
her shoulder, frowning in confusion. “As far as I’m concerned, that is none of
“Sam is my friend.” he pointed at as
a matter of fact. “Why him?”
“You wanna know why?” she said,
turning around. Steve nodded impatiently. “Because Sam actually loves me just
the way I am; with the powers I didn’t ask for and the danger they imply. He is
not afraid of what I’m capable of” Alice stopped for two seconds to think of
the thing that would hurt him the most. “You really wanna know what I love the
most about Sammy?” she asked in a softer voice, placing her pale and powerful
hands on her hips. “That he’s not a fucking coward” she spat the poisonous
words, making Steve’s Adam’s apple bob.
“I loved you…” Steve whispered; her
words had fulfilled her expectations; she wanted to see him weak, and now he
“Oh right, and you made it fucking
clear when you dumped me, fella” she let out an ironic chuckle and shrugged,
raising her hands up to her chest, “I wouldn’t have known that”
“Give me a fucking break!” Steve
yelled. “You don’t know how it feels like to live with the fear of you turning
things to shit, the same way you did to our house”
“Oh, going at it again?” she spat,
“I hate to break it down to you, but you came to my house saying the exact same
bullshit” her voice was harsh and filled with anger. She never had the chance
to let everything out, and now she was able to do it under dreadful
circumstances. Thinking about how much time she was losing with this only got
the worst of her. “And just to get things straight I do know what it feels
like, because believe it or not, I live with the same fear every fucking day”
Steve’s eyes widened and his Adam’s apple bobbed again as he gulped down a
heavy lump. “Oh, you thought that being a walking freak show was a piece of
cake? Oh no pretty boy. My biggest fear is to tear down shit, and most
importantly, shit I care about”
“Then why did you do that?” Steve asked
after a long pause; he was having a hard time sinking in the words after so
many years of seeing her going mad. “Why would you destroy the beautiful life
“What? I destroyed the beautiful life we had? You fucking
joking Rogers? And you seriously think I wanted to turn everything into bits?” a
chuckle slipped from Alice’s thin lips; their corners curled up into a slight
smile. “Besides, it wasn’t me who broke someone’s heart, right? Steven Grant
Rogers, you have got to be fucking kidding
me. You saw me trying to calm down!–You know what?” she shook her head, “I have
no more things to discuss with you, Steve.”
“Do you even love him?” Steve asked
at last; he feared whatever answer Alice would give. If the answer was a yes,
this love would never be reciprocated. She was filled with sorrow and the will
of moving on with her life with someone who was a hundred times better than
him, Steve knew that. But the fear was even bigger if the answer was a no. She
had all the right to not love him anymore; he was a dick and the hugest of them
all, but he kept the hope of making things up for her, for the love of his
“I do… God, I do” her lips curled
into a smile again, “You know… Sam didn’t even knew we were together until the
day you appeared by our place. He even doubted if I truly loved him, but I can’t
imagine my life without him…” Alice’s voice was now soft and cracked, the
thought of losing Sam was unbearable and each second she spent trying to make
Steve understand was wasted, “If you wanna play victim and go around talking
shit about me and the one day I went crazy and crushed everything we once built
and how now I’m fucking your best friend, that’s up to you” Alice pointed at
him; her voice was filled with defeat. She didn’t want to fight anymore; not
with him, not with anybody else “in the meantime, I” she pointed at herself
now, “am going to see my boyfriend. Who, if you don’t remember, is in a fucking
Alice turned on her heels and
crossed the gates that lead to the infirmary. For the first time in years, she
had left Steve behind and he was not a part of her thoughts anymore. Her
feelings for Sam were completely real, but the ghost of unfinished business
with Steve always haunted her… That until today. The doctors working there were
old SHIELD friends, so they took her to the especial room they were keeping Sam.
The instant she saw him unconscious
on the bed and surrounded with different machines and medical equipment, her
breath got caught on her throat. He looked so peaceful, even with the constant
sound of the heart rate monitor next to him. The doctor that went with Alice
said something, but she couldn’t place it in her memory, neither on her ears.
She was numbed by the fear of losing the only good thing in life she had.
“Is he going to make it?” Alice
asked, trying to cut the doctor off.
“If I’m honest, we don’t know” the
doctor sighed, “he got here pretty bad; broken bones, a blood loss I haven’t
seen since the SHIELD days… I don’t know how he even made it here.” The
soothing words were nothing compared to what he was really thinking. Alice shut
her eyes to push his voice away from her head. She rather hearing false
comforting words than to accept the inevitability of Sam’s situation.
“He’s a tough guy, aren’t you
Sammy?” Alice said in a whisper, and after a long pause she spoke again, “May I
have a moment with him?”
“Sure, Alice” the doctor squeezed
her shoulder lightly and left in silence. Unfortunately,
his mind was screaming.
The room was big enough to wander a
little. The constant beeping was a somehow relief for her, Sam was still alive
for now; she kneeled next to him and held the cold hand of the Falcon. Tears
blurred her vision as a loud sob escaped from her lungs. In the many years of
working for SHIELD, there was never a time like this. There was never a person
she cared for like she cared for Sam. Not
“Sammy, honey, please come back to
me” Alice pressed her forehead to the back of the hand she held and the tears
ran down her face, wetting her cheeks, neck and collar as they went on. Her
powers were filling every inch of her body but this time everything felt
different. “Please, please come back”
she repeated the words in her head as if it was a wish. She longed for it to
come true. “Talk to me, Sammy… Come on” she reached out for him on another
plane of communication.
Alice found herself in an empty
white room, as if she was floating; there was no way of telling where the floor
started and the walls ended or vice versa. There was no windows, no doors, not
even lights. It was an empty space more like a cage if she thought about it. And
the noise, it was that same noise when TV is not working; that buzz, that god
forgotten buzz that got all the way to her core. She tried to scream for help,
for him, for whatever thing that could possibly be wandering around the
Falcon’s mind. But there was no one there to answer her. Any sound she made
drowned and died in the buzzing.
“No…” she muttered when she was able
to get out of the cage. Sam was as immobile as she left him two seconds ago.
“Sam, no you can’t be…” Alice looked up at the heart-rate monitor. It was still beeping.
Alice, you go to bed this instant. No, I will not hear it. Put away the files, no more coffee for you. You are going to bed! -Mama Bennette
Alice opened her mouth to protest but quickly shut it, not willing to risk another beating. “I ah… Yes, mother. Of course, mother.” She said rather quickly, putting down the case files and heading off to bed.