cosmicforce
teens of denial
He didn't know how Sam found him, Rowan had spent the last two years on the run, never spending more than a few months in one place and never, ever using his...Powers unless there was absolutely no other way to get out of a situation. But the Avengers always found a way and this time that was through Sam Wilson showing up quite literally on his doorstep just outside of Vienna on a warm May day. Rowan knew who it was immediately, and slammed the door in his face without much of a second thought. There was no way he was going back to fighting, that was like leading them right back to him.
Sam knocked again and it slowly creaked open. Just Rowan's green eyes poked through the crack, glowing green in the most animalistic way possible. "Project 262."
"Rowan," the teenager corrected, and Sam simply nodded and smiled gently.
"Rowan," He replied. "I'm here to invite you to the new Avengers Initiative --"
"No, thank you." Rowan introjected and went to close his door again. A slim hand reached out to stop it, and Rowan jumped back a little in shock. Why was he fighting this? They didn't need Rowan by any means, even with all their recent losses.
"Tony Stark had a personal request that we invited you."
That made Rowan freeze in place. He gave Sam a once-over, an are you shitting me? style look that could only possibly come from someone completely in shock. Sam didn't have to speak for him to know this was no joke.
*****
Less than Twenty-Four hours later and here he was, standing in the newest Avengers base while Bucky and Sam looked him over like a piece of meat. It wasn't anything he wasn't used to; if anything it was an all-too-familiar feeling. "What's your thing?" Bucky asked, and if he was trying to be nice at all he was doing a terrible job of it.
Rowan inhaled deeply, closed his eyes and exhaled again, willing them out from under his skin with all the force he could. They pushed through layer after layer, but no blood was shed. Just pain, excruciating pain that ate up inside him. It consumed him from his ankles to his neck as branches formed and wrapped their way his legs, and arms, then up to his collarbones and over his Adam's apple. He could make them go further if he really tried, but it was already getting to be too much, and he feared if he pushed any harder they would make him pass out - not a great way to start your first day.
"So...You're a tree?" Bucky asked skeptically. He eyed Sam with a confused - and amused - smirk. Rowan knew what he was thinking; why did Tony want this freak? and he really didn't know the answer. All he could do was demonstrate what he could do as he let a branch dart out from his wrist. It wrapped around a soda bottle on the bar behind Bucky and pulled it close to him, allowing Rowan to crack it open and take a long sip.
"Something like that," He remarked. He couldn't help the cocky smirk that formed on his lips as he watched both Bucky and Sam's faces turn to something akin to horror and admiration.
"You can go get a seat in the lounge, the other new recruits should be heading in soon." Sam pointed behind Rowan and the superhuman gladly followed his gaze to an area of lush red and black couches and chairs. He didn't bother to pull his branches back in while he got comfortable on one of the couches.
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Sam knocked again and it slowly creaked open. Just Rowan's green eyes poked through the crack, glowing green in the most animalistic way possible. "Project 262."
"Rowan," the teenager corrected, and Sam simply nodded and smiled gently.
"Rowan," He replied. "I'm here to invite you to the new Avengers Initiative --"
"No, thank you." Rowan introjected and went to close his door again. A slim hand reached out to stop it, and Rowan jumped back a little in shock. Why was he fighting this? They didn't need Rowan by any means, even with all their recent losses.
"Tony Stark had a personal request that we invited you."
That made Rowan freeze in place. He gave Sam a once-over, an are you shitting me? style look that could only possibly come from someone completely in shock. Sam didn't have to speak for him to know this was no joke.
*****
Less than Twenty-Four hours later and here he was, standing in the newest Avengers base while Bucky and Sam looked him over like a piece of meat. It wasn't anything he wasn't used to; if anything it was an all-too-familiar feeling. "What's your thing?" Bucky asked, and if he was trying to be nice at all he was doing a terrible job of it.
Rowan inhaled deeply, closed his eyes and exhaled again, willing them out from under his skin with all the force he could. They pushed through layer after layer, but no blood was shed. Just pain, excruciating pain that ate up inside him. It consumed him from his ankles to his neck as branches formed and wrapped their way his legs, and arms, then up to his collarbones and over his Adam's apple. He could make them go further if he really tried, but it was already getting to be too much, and he feared if he pushed any harder they would make him pass out - not a great way to start your first day.
"So...You're a tree?" Bucky asked skeptically. He eyed Sam with a confused - and amused - smirk. Rowan knew what he was thinking; why did Tony want this freak? and he really didn't know the answer. All he could do was demonstrate what he could do as he let a branch dart out from his wrist. It wrapped around a soda bottle on the bar behind Bucky and pulled it close to him, allowing Rowan to crack it open and take a long sip.
"Something like that," He remarked. He couldn't help the cocky smirk that formed on his lips as he watched both Bucky and Sam's faces turn to something akin to horror and admiration.
"You can go get a seat in the lounge, the other new recruits should be heading in soon." Sam pointed behind Rowan and the superhuman gladly followed his gaze to an area of lush red and black couches and chairs. He didn't bother to pull his branches back in while he got comfortable on one of the couches.
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