Okay, so I changed my bb Sigrid Agren to Karlie Kloss for Stana's model.
Friday, July 27: It's the 2012 Olympics Opening Ceremony day. We're going to watch it in the Projections Room, but make sure to get ready after the special event, because you'll have a very packed Olympics-inspired training:
-Aquatics with Captain America
-Boxing/Wrestling with Hulk
-Gymnastics with Spider-Man
-Cycling with Captain Britain
Included here (@jolieenrose and @padfoot1)
I woke up feeling very different. Something around me had changed, I could feel it. I rose from the bed, dragging my legs onto the bathroom to get ready for the day. Then I remembered we were going to do a badas.s training routine and decided today was going to be a good day.
Half an hour later, I walked up to the mirror to brush my hair and jumped back in amazement. I didn't look like death anymore. I looked vicious, yes, but no longer like I was dying. My hair was tinted in a deep brown color, my eyes were lighter. I was no longer Stana.
My suspicions were confirmed when I saw Skylar walking onto the room, a huge gasp escaped her lips. "Oh my God, who are you?" She stared cautiously at me.
"Stana." I simply replied. "I'm a goddess, my shape is unstable in this universe. Didn't you know?"
"Actually, no." Skylar replied nonchalantly. "Dude, everyone's going to flip out. First Sif gets that hair color and now you... You don't even look like yourself anymore! Was it surgery? Did it hurt? Where can I get one? For experiment purposes, not like I'd get surgery on /my/ face, you know..."
"Woman, breathe." I commanded her. "I did not get surgery. It didn't hurt. I don't know what has happened to me, but please, let's keep it to ourselves." I said, truth is, I was slightly scared about it. Did this mean I was turning more human? Like when we rescued that as.shole Bucky Barnes and I lost my powers for a minute. Maybe he had something to do with this... I needed to see him. Now. "Um, Sky, let's meet at training, okay? I have some stuff to do."
"Is it witchcraft?" Sky asked interested. "Can I see?"
"No. I'm going to check on someone I rescued the other week."
"Oh. Well. Have fun. See you later!" She waved, running outside the door. That woman was totally like the Energizer bunny, she never ran out of energy.
"Where's Bucky Barnes?" I demanded, as I walked towards Captain America.
"In training." He replied.
"What?" I hissed, "You can't just let him do that! He almost killed us!"
"I can assure you he's perfectly fine." Steve shook his head. "The Tesseract made it possible for Bucky to restore his memories."
"You're not telling me the entire thing, are you?" I asked since I noticed doubt in his voice.
"The Tesseract is destroyed."
Silence. I decided now was a good time to go practice.
"I heard quite the story from Sky but didn't believe it..." Amora said, "Until now."
"I am not into witchcraft, nor I have gotten plastic surgery, if that's what you're referring to." I sighed, everyone was going to talk about it today... I could just feel it.
"Well, it's an upgrade." Amora smirked.
"Um, thank you?"
"Let's see who's the best." She flipped a strand of her hair.
"Alright everyone gather up!" Steve yelled from the other side of the pool. "We're going to work on your strength and endurance by swimming."
I walked up to my lane, number five, then I proceeded to look at the other lanes... where I spotted him. In lane number eight there was Bucky Barnes, flexing his muscles, looking like a normal person and not like a deadly Russian spy.
I glared at his stupid face. Why was he even allowed to do this, I had no idea.
It's not even fair, for all I know, Clint might even be at the infirmary.
I jolted out of my thoughts and dived into the pool, letting my thoughts drive me towards the finish line. I hated his stupid face. I really did... It took me a few minutes to realize that no one else was swimming anymore. I looked around and all eyes were on me.
"Stana, are you okay?" Steve swam towards me and I looked up in a confused matter.
"What?" I asked.
"You almost created a whirlpool." He said, as a matter-of-factly.
"What?" I asked, almost in a daze. I did /not/ do that. There's only one person here that can manipulate weather and stuff and that's Vera, not me. I looked around but she wasn't here. So... was it really me the one that caused this? "Sorry." I muttered, getting out of the pool and walking to the next room.
Dr. Bruce Banner was sitting on a chair in the middle of a strategically placed boxing ring. No one had bothered to come here. I think it's because of the Hulk... you don't want to get beat up by a beast like that.
"You here for boxing?" He asked surprised.
"Yeah, why not?" I said defiantly, grabbing some of the hand wrap and wrapping it around my hands. I knew I wasn't in danger, I'm a goddess, more specifically, the goddess of death. There's no way I can die.
Everything was fine, so far Bruce had landed a few punches on my stomach but nothing deadly or something. I threw a punch that landed on his chin, causing him to grunt, then I swung another jab that reached his pectoral area. I could tell he was getting mad that he was being handled by a girl.
After a while, I noticed some green tint showing on his skin and I knew I had to stop it here. Or they'd force me to calm him down and I didn't know how to do that.
"Hey, Bruce, how about he stop here?" I asked, my mouth-guard muffling the sounds.
"No." He glared at me, shoving his fists onto my body with intensity.
"Bruce Banner, stop!" I yelled, shoving him onto the mat and maneuvering his hands onto his back. The room was silent and the only sounds I could make where those coming from Bruce's mouth. His breathing slowed down and he was back to normal. "That was close." I said, throwing my body onto his side.