2 Waking up

POV - Natasha Romanoff (3rd Person)

Looking down at the boy in front of her, even Natasha's cold personality couldn't stop her from feeling that the boy was approachable, like a warm campfire on a dark, cold night.

But her training soon kicked in and brought her back to her indifferent viewpoint. She studied the kid in front of her if you could call a 6'4", muscular bodied Adonis, a kid.

Shaking her head, she focused in on his features.

His red hair looked as red as blood but seemed to shine like a fire on his head. His tan skin made him look as if he were made from bronze and put together with his muscular and tall body made him seem like a bronze soldier made to fight.

But he didn't give off an intimidating aura, Natasha could just feel that he was a fighter. Call it intuition but she knew this boy in front of her was a natural warrior. Different from her who was made into one.

But the most stunning thing about him would have to be his appearance. Despite not feeling any lust for the boy, due to her training and overall numbness to the opposite sex, she could tell that he was objectively attractive.

His masculine features were something slightly otherworldly and from what she'd heard from Fury, he really did seem like an angel from above. But there was still some definite immaturity to his looks which was why they assumed he was a teenager.

If only she knew she wasn't far off.

Suddenly, movement from the boy instantly made Natasha put her guard up and pressed a button on her wrist which seemed to send a signal off to someone.

POV - MC (1st person)

Slowly, I opened my eyes. Feeling the same thing I felt earlier; a sort of drowsiness that made me confused about my surroundings.

But my senses started to clear up immediately as I remembered where I was; in the Marvel Universe and the last thing I remembered was my first intimate relation with the ground and the rocks and dirt which it was made up of.

My eyes widened as I felt something securing my wrists to whatever I was lying on.

I flexed my muscles and strained my new body to see if I could break the metal. Surprisingly, the metal groaned slightly but other than that, it didn't budge or even move.

I felt a source of strength flowing from my heart to my body. I instantly knew this was the Strength Force and I knew I could call on it to strain the chains more. But a source of knowledge and intelligence in my head told me that no matter my strength, I'd be hard-pressed to break from the chains currently holding me.

I don't know exactly how, but using the source in my head, I scanned the restraints and found that it was nigh-invulnerable. My knowledge of the Marvel Universe told me that it could be one of the Uber Metals that existed in the said universe, and if it was, I needed whoever had captured me to be a good person or I was about to become a lab rat...

Luckily, a voice spoke out, surprising me and making me jump slightly upward. The resulting force from my body falling back down to the bed caused the metal to groan as if I weighed an unnatural amount.

But I didn't notice this as I was too busy staring at the person who spoke.

"It'd pretty surprising that you can even make that metal groan...I've seen bigger guys strain it without so much of a squeak from the metal...you're stronger than you look, I guess?" her voice was genuinely curious while holding up a facade of playfulness which I'd be willing to ignore.

Why would I be willing to ignore that she was faking her flirtation? Because she was incredibly beautiful, that's why!

A redhead who was about 5'7" with a curvaceous and toned figure. Her skin was a pure white without any blemishes and her gem-like blue eyes seemed to stare holes into me. Her face was both gentle-looking and cold which gave off an especially potent beauty.

Her soft-looking, juicy lips were spread in a small grin as she saw me gawking at her but my shamelessness was so high, I didn't even get embarrassed, as I just thought that someone so beautiful should be...appreciated? I guess.

But her beauty wasn't the only reason I was stunned it's because I knew who she was. She was Black Widow! Natasha Romanoff, the best spy in S.H.I.E.L.D! Just being in front of someone like her was enough to put a nerd like me on my ass.

"Hmm? Stunned by my beauty? Well, sorry to say hot stuff but I don't date men I meet through business~" she winked at me before standing up and walking over to the door, before turning around once more, "Plus, I think you're a bit too young for me..." there was a subtle sadness in her voice which made my heart ache for her, for some reason.

I knew it wasn't because she couldn't date me - I'm not that narcissistic - it seemed like she remembered something which hurt her deeply when she spoke to me.

Unknown to me, however, Natasha felt a bit too comfortable around me for her own good. Well, that's what her training told her anyway.

When she saw my warm, blood red eyes looking at her, she felt a calm feeling pervade her body. This sort of situation had only ever happened between her and another person once before, and it hadn't ended well. Especially for the supposed-cold spy who was heartbroken by what happened.

Anyway, back to me, we'll find more out about Natasha in the future.

I watched as the somber redhead left the room with a curious look on my face. But I soon focused my attention elsewhere as I figured out what I was going to do.

I was obviously in S.H.I.E.L.D, Black Widow being here was an obvious sign. Second, I was viewed as a slight threat but also a potential ally, it was up to me to play my cards right. Play them wrong and I think I might have to break my way out of the base...somehow...

I looked down at my hands which were attached to the bed's railings on either side of me.

I closed my eyes and once again brought forth the Sage Force, letting it scan the room I was in. When I tried to scan past the room, I felt my powers being blocked. The blocking couldn't fully block my powers but whatever images I could get from the outside were incredibly blurry.

Figuring I could test something out, I used to Sage Force to split my mind into two halves, making two equally intelligent halves of myself. Both were me and I was both of them....I know, pretty confusing, right? But in layman's terms, this allowed me to think of two things at once, so pretty much multi-tasking. I think it's called Parallel Processing.

Sadly I couldn't split my mind any further. Oh well, two should be enough for now.

I had one work on surveying the room and the strength of my bed. If it was weaker than the restraints, I could rip the restraints off of the bed before making my escape. While I had the other work up back-up plans and ways I could get these restraints off through diplomacy instead of brute strength.

And so I went, thinking about two different things at the same time. It was quite a marvelous feeling if I'm gonna be honest. It felt like my mind was so unnaturally clear, that when compared to my old mind was like the difference between heaven and earth.

(A/N - Had to fit a Chinese Novel saying in, I just had to...)

After a while, I figured out the bed was indeed weaker than the restraints, and I had worked up a few plans on how to use my good looks and charisma to get out of the restraints. But seeing as no one had come into the room yet, I decided to go with plan A; Raw Strength.

If you're wondering why I'm doing this and not just waiting for a S.H.I.E.L.D worker to come to my room, it's because I have a faint feeling I'm being tested. Plus the fact that I found multiple cameras, mics, and sensors placed around the room with my weird-form of telekinesis.

I opened my eyes and pulled from the source in my heart, flooding my body with reddish energy. My control was terrible, so it did everything it could when it went through my body.

It made my body denser, tougher, slightly bigger and much stronger. The elation it filled me with was almost maddening and I instantly started to pull at my restraints.

What greeted me was the previous groaning but at a much higher level. But the bed I was on was creaking and a high-pitched screech came from it, signaling the warping of metal.

Meanwhile, I could feel my heart speeding up and pumping more of my enhanced blood around my body along with the energy. The influx of power almost made me want to let out a mighty roar but due to my circumstances, I wanted to avoid that so I tried to keep my inner primal side inside of me.

After a few minutes of this, the restraints finally tore through the bed and I fell to the floor in exhaustion.

Through deep, and fast breathes, I promised myself that I would train my endurance and control to be better with this energy as I could feel I hadn't even uncovered the tip of the iceberg for both of my considerably overpowered powers.

But suddenly, a slow clap brought my attention to the side of me. Seeing who it was, I could only close my eyes to stop my annoyance from bursting out.

Well, shit.

(A/N - Little bit of extra information, the MC's Force powers have been limited when compared to their true strength. He can work his way up to their maximum strength but it'll require training and whatnot. Still, he's already incredibly powerful, he just needs training. His Angel side hasn't been shown yet, but what do you think it's gonna be? and what would you like it to be? This isn't me taking suggestions, I already know who his bloodline is from, just want some interaction with my Readers~

I'm not sure on what I'm gonna do with Black Widow but it falls into three categories: Close Friend, Mother-like figure and potential Lover. I'm more inclined to do the first two as the last one wouldn't really work with how Natasha is....Oh well, I'll figure something out~

And last but not least, he won't be a dog for S.H.I.E.L.D, so please don't worry that he will. He'll get some training, and he'll maybe sign a few agreements but overall, he'll be away from all their sh*t.