Living with The Avengers: Weapon X

02 - Put the knives down!

Btw I'm so sorry I keep forgetting to put in gifs and pictures but I'll add them in soon ;)

"Y/n." Erik whispered, signalling with his eyes to look at my hands.
I looked down to see blood pooling from my knuckles, with the end of the Antarctic vibranium blades just peaking out. They were only appearing from one hand, so I covered them tightly up with the other.

"Is she being good anyway?" Takashi laughed.

HOW DARE HE JUST WALK IN LIKE THIS LIKE HE FUCKING OWNS THE PLACE?? HE KNEW I DIDN'T WANT HIMM TO COME HERE SO WHY DID HE?? I RAN AWAY FROM HIM FOR A REASON! AND HE WAS REPULSED BY MEE SO WHY DOES HE EVEN CARE TO BE HERE??? HE DOESN'T FUCKING DESERVE TO BE HERE!!!

"PUT THE KNIVES DOWN Y/N!" Rhodes shouted snapping me back into reality; he was stood up pointing a gun at me.
My eyes widened, I was so puzzled at what he meant so I looked around the table to see if anyone knew what was wrong.
I wasn't scared of getting shot in the head, however I was scared that these people wouldn't like me.

"Your hands." Scott pointed out.

I looked down to my hands to see the vibranium blades that were once in my knuckles, had now appeared. I had been gripping my hands together earlier; so the 3 claws had gone straight through my other hand.
My eyes widened.
I pulled the claws out slowly, wincing in pain. I could tell everyone in the room was cringing at the sight.

"I'm sorry I scared you." I apologised to Rhodes as the blades retracted back into my knuckles.
Rhodes lowered the gun in shock.
"Are you okay?" Tony questioned.
"Yeahh." I said, I even sounded unconvinced. I examined my hand, seeing 3 holes all the way though to the other side. "It's a bit painful but I'm sure it will heal." I smiled awkwardly.
"Y/n, don't you need to go to the hospital?." Steve sounded extremely concerned.
"No no it's fine, it will close up in a few days." I assured him. I rose the stabbed hand, seeing all the way though to Steve's face across me. "Maybe weeks. But I have healing powers don't worry."

"You have healing powers?! That's so cool!" Scott gushed.
"So does that happen unconsciously?" Clint asked, ignoring Scott's excitement. 
"Or did we do something wrong?" Tony questioned worriedly.
I sighed "No, no, it's just...Erik why did you bring him?"
Erik pulled a confused look.
"Him? Do you mean T'challa?" Tony asked.
"No, Takashi." I stared down at my blooded hands.

"Takashi isn't here." I heard Erik say.

I darted my eyes back to where he was before, my eyes widened.

He. Wasn't. There.

"No, no, no, no." I whispered repeatedly, I felt my body shaking, my heart pounding. I gripped onto my knuckles, stroking them with my thumbs violently. Tears were welling from my eyes that darted round the space in front of me.
"What's happening??" Tony questioned.
"She's having a panic attack." Bucky answered.
"Do you guys have a bathroom near??" I asked frantically.
"Yeah, it's just down the hall." Steve said.

I rushed out of my chair, out the room and down the hall where the bathroom was. I slammed the door and locked it, sliding down to the floor with my back on the door. My heart rate was felt like it was still getting faster, my head hurt so much, my accidentally stabbed hand was bleeding everywhere, they hurt so much.
I checked my watch, that showed my heart rate.

184 and growing.
When It got over 200, I wasn't able to control the blades in my hands.

I looked again, it was just reaching 200.

I screamed out in pain; because of the large holes I had made just a few minutes prior, my hand was in so much more pain, it hurt for the blades to come out normally anyway.

"Y/n?"

It was Erik. I felt my self calm down almost instantly, making me able to retract the blades back into my knuckles.

"Can you let me in?"

I opened the door to a very worried Killmonger.
"Erik I don't know what to do, he was here! I swear! I swear to fucking god I saw him!"
"Y/n you need to calm down. Sit down, please." He said politely.
I sat down on the floor with my back against the wall.
"What's happening to you?" He asked, squatting down next to me.
"Please don't be mad..."
"I could never be mad at you."
"I'm still having night terrors." I looked down, not wanting the see the disappointment on his face because I didn't tell him.
"Y/n, it's okay. Don't be scared that I'll be mad, because I'm not. I'm obviously worried but I'm one less thing that you can be scared about." He pulled a weak smile. "I think I might stay here for a few days, maybe weeks, just until you've settled down, okay?"
I nodded and he helped me up to my feet.