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Chapter One - Reindeer Games
There are many things going on within the world that you, a common citizen, are not privy to. 'What are they?', I'm sure you wonder, and 'how do YOU know this'? It's simple really; I'm one of those 'things'.

My name is Gwen Brown, born in Bristol, England, 21 years old and fully kick-ass. I'm what you would call a mutant, or to be specific, a gamma mutant. A mutant is a person who has evolved beyond the normal human, normally they have varying abilities. I wasn't born a mutant, hence why I'm called a 'gamma mutant', my powers were brought out by an accident with gamma radiation, much like the well known 'Hulk', only less angry.

My abilities a few, bt very useful. I have a great healing factor; as long as my organ or limb is still attached to my body, I'll heal and recover, and much faster than the normal human. For example, a shot to the head from a gun would only take me 30 minutes to recover from whereas most humans would be brain-dead from that experience. My second ability is more of a perk than anything else; I'm at the top of physical fitness for human women, that includes stamina, and I don't need to exercise much to keep it either. My third ability is my ability to produce and generate my own acid, which I can spray from any point of my skin onto a person/object, and with it my skin is naturally acidic, I burn through most materials, including human skin.

My powers are both a gift and a curse; I'm powerful but it means I can no longer have a lover, my touch harms humans and even the mildest 'setting' it causes blisters to appear on another's skin. With this power I'm doomed a powerful but lonely existence.

SHIELD of course, found me and picked me up and made me their newest torturer; I tortured criminals to get information out of them, and I hated every single minute of it, sure they trained me how to use my powers and gave me clothes resistant to my powers so I wouldn't have to walk around naked, but they helped to slowly drive me insane.

So, after several months of careful planning, I ran to the one person Nick Fury (the director of SHIELD) wouldn't want to piss off; Tony Stark, the Iron Man. He helped me, after I showed up on his balcony, covered in the blood of an agent or two who noticed my departure, and begged for it, and for death if I couldn't have that.

I became a permanent member of the Stark 'family' (I'm not really sure if 3 friends and an AI count as a family), and I was also given new clothes, clothes that resisted my powers; Tony had researched the material and bought it for me, so now I didn't have to dress like a goth. I like black, but wearing it every day does get boring after a while.

I could wear purple, green and all other sorts of colours; hell, I even wore neon orange once simply to enjoy the new colour in my life.

So why did it surprise me that I started to get feelings for the 'genius, billionaire, playboy, thrilanphopist'? Maybe because I know the consequences to that; a broken heart or possibly harming that love interest, or crush, which ever works for you.

Yeah, pretty much the definition of; 'that sucks balls!' Right?

"Hey Gwen, what would you do if you had the power of an unlimited energy source?" Tony asked, a grim glint in his eye as he looked over the 3D information an agent of SHIELD, Phil Coulson, had dropped off for Tony and I to look at. Someone called Loki, an alien humanoid had taken an object from SHIELD, an object that was an unlimited sustainable energy source.

SHIELD wants it to create a resource for all humans.

"I'd use it to kill off Barney the Dinosaur, why?" I reply with a raised eyebrow.

"Why would an organisation that's full of spies and soldiers want to get involved with clean energy resources?" The millionaire asked me, his intense, dark eyes trained on me.

"I don't know," I reply. "Unless they're using that excuse as a cover."

Tony smirked. "Glad to know someone's on my wave length."

I yawned and looked to the clock. "Finish your research, I'm gonna get a few hours nap before we take off to see the pirate wanna be."

We smirk at our little inside joke, and then I head off to get that sleep I mentioned.

~*~*~*~

It's at 7pm that Tony wakes me up to suit up. Of course, I wear my black spandex with my heavy black, knee length boots and black leather coat. This is going to be the first time I've gone out of my way to fight and use my powers in nearly a year.

I'm oddly excited.

However, there is one slight problem.

"No way in hell," I dead pan at my friend, and merely raise my eyebrows; despite the mask covering his face, I know he's pouting.

"Come on Gwen, unless you've learned to fly whilst sleeping, this is the only way we can get there!" He seems oddly enthusiastic, damn that bastard; he enjoys seeing my feathers ruffled.

"Fine," my tone is crisp, and it makes my English accent stand out all the more in comparison to everyone else's American twang. I allow Tony to pick me up and fly with me bridal style in the air and, lucky me, every time I open my mouth, I get bugs in it.

Just fucking peachy.

Aynway, once we get within a few miles of the big ass airship of Fury's, we get a little announcement from JARVIS, apparently a team had been sent out to Germany to capture the criminal Loki. Of course, Tony changed course and I got more flies in my mouth.

"What do flies taste like?" Tony asked, and even a deaf peron could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Fuck you."

Within an hour we arrived to what looked like a man in a blue spandex and a woman in a wet suit attempting to fight a man with golden horns on his helmet. He looked so comical with his helmet that I smirked, and I couldn't help my smirk widening even more as Tony over-rode the systems of the jet hovering nearby to blast AC/DC songs, scaring the hell out of everyone.

I jumped out of Tony's arms, landing and rolling into a crouch as the Iron Man blasted Mr Helmet in the chest with his repulsers, knocking the man back, and the genius dented the floor as he landed, thanks to his weight.

"Make a move, Reindeer games." Tony said, arrogance pouring off of him as usual as he aimed mini missles at Loki, who vanished his armour without (amymore) fuss and surrendered. "Good call," Tony added as he put away his weapons.

The man, Captain America, if the files Agent Coulson sent Tony were right, greeted the Iron Man, and I couldn't help but admire the Captain's ass. "Now that, is a fine piece of ass," I say as I pat the Captain's rump on my way over to the woman, who was my other team-mate, a woman named Oceanus.

Dear god, Oceanus was beautiful with her long, copper red hair, deep green eyes and tall, curvy body. "Hey hun, we're your new team-mates, Acid Woman and Iron Man, at your service." I sent the taller woman a teasing smirk, which made her blush. Might as well have fun whilst I'm here.

...dear god, I'm turning into another Tony!

At that thought I instantly sobered up. "Sorry," I say to Oceanus, who seemed a little taken aback at my suddenly change of mood; I must have looked like I had a split personality disorder or something. "Living with the Tin Can does that to you after a while."

She laughed.
Hey guys, if I'm making Gwen too Mary-sueish, let me know :)

Prologue: [link]
Chapter One: (here)
Chapter Two: [link]
Chapter Three: [link]
Chapter Four: (coming soon)
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