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•| Violacea I. chp. 13 |•

It was exactly five days after my incident, when I heard a small knock on my door. Dinner was supposed to be in an hour and I wasn't really expecting anyone.

„Friday?” I ask the AI while i sit on the bed and close the book I was just diving into. I have to stretch my muscles as I can feel them being a little sore after today's training with Natasha.

„It's Miss Maximoff, ma'am.” Says Friday.

„Let her in.” I nod towards the door as they automatically open and Wanda gives me a small smile even before she steps into my room.

„Are you busy?” She asks me as she leans into the doorframe.

I look at the book that I was trying to read and then back at Wanda: „Well, not really.”

„Cool, get up then. We have some training to do.” She doesn't give me a chance to protest or anything, so with a confused face I get up, grabbed my hoodie and followed her into the gym.

„Where is everyone?” I ask when no one is joining us for the ride in the elevator.

„It's just you and me.” She pressed the button with a small smile on her face.

„What do you mean?” I ask her, confused even more.

„I'm gonna help you with your powers.” She nods at me to assure me that everything's going to be okay.

I don't ask any other questions as her strict and determined face stops me midway.

No one from the team really knew about the training that I was taking with Wanda. She was trying really hard, we were taking baby steps, which as we realized after a week, really made progress. I was able absorb and hold the energy in my right hand, but that was where it ended. Even after a couple days I wasn't able to move from there, it was all I could do. Wanda was really supportive and was telling me that we already made a really big progress, but I was growing restless and annoyed. I felt unmotivated, we made such a great progress and now I was stuck.

„Let's leave it.” Says Wanda as she interrupts my hard trying. „Dinner is gonna be in five, we have to go.” She tried again, when she realizes that I want to try again and push my powers to the edge, which would probably end up, once again, catastrophically.

I sighed annoyed and angry at myself as I let my hand fall back to my side.

Wanda tries to smile at me as we walk towards the elevator. But I'm still mad at myself so I punch the button a little too much and she backs up a little.

„I haven't seen Clint for a while.” I say suddenly as we are two stories away from the common room. He wasn't in the gym with us for at least four days.

„I feel like he is on some kind of mission or something.” Says Wanda as we both step out from the elevator and then we continue our way silently. We walk through the hall before we realize that someone is really loudly arguing in the dining room.

„… We don't really know, we lost contact a while ago.” I hear Bruce's voice.

„And you are telling us now, why exactly?!” I hear Natasha's voice with a hint of something I haven't heard from her yet. She was panicking.

„We weren't sure if he didn't do it on purpose, maybe because he didn't want to jeopardize the mission.” Explains Bruce.

A long pause in their conversation is when I realize that both, me and Wanda, has stopped in our tracks, quietly listening to their conversation.

„Alright, tonight we will go to the last coordinates we heard from Clint.” Says Steve suddenly. „There is no need for the whole team to be there. It will be me, Pietro and Natasha, of course.”

„Maybe you could take Andreea.” Says Tony out of nowhere.

„Have you lost your mind?” Growl Steve as he is starting to lose his temper. „Do you even understand how much damage she could do and how much of a civilist we would put into danger if she would have lost her control?” I can feel Wanda's hand as she squeezes my shoulder quietly.

„And we also don't know how dangerous it could be for her.” Adds Natasha.

„Alright, alright… I get it, calm down, old man.” Admits Tony. Weird, from him I would expect much more fighting for something he wants.

„Okay, it's going to be quick. In and out, that's it.” End Steve the whole conversation.

Me and Wanda stayed quiet in the hall for a moment before we step into the room, like we just didn't ears dropped to their whole argument.

Even though all of them really tried, the atmosphere was thick and could have been cut with a knife. Bucky and Sam were really reserved and I haven't heard any of them have any snarky comments towards each other and Pietro was weirdly silent the whole time. I didn't know how close he and Clint were until Wanda told me that they both always have each other's back and that they are the initiators of most of the pranks on the rest of the team.

After dinner I make my way to the kitchen to help Wanda with the dishes but Tony grabs my forearm really quickly and steals me away from everyone. He drags me by arm into one of his labs, where Bruce is already waiting.

„What's going on?” I ask right away as I rub the place on my arm where Tony was gripping my arm.

Both of them exchange a nervous look before Tony starts talking: „I sent Clint on the mission, because that hideout is supposed to be filled with information about technology that I won't be boring the little head of yours.” I frown at him. „It's complicated and definitely not important at the moment. We think he is being held hostage, which we will leave to the rescue team upstairs.” He nodded up towards the place where dining was. „But you…” He points his finger at me. „I want you to bring me these folders, because if they fall into bad hands… you have no idea in what mess we will be.” He nods at. „Like total mess, probably like fall of our governments and total chaos on earth kind of mess, get me?”

„Yeah, I think I do.” I nod a little taken aback with all this.

„Don't worry, Andreea, I know this all is new for you, but Tony is right. If it's gonna fall into the wrong hands we would be screwed.” Adds Bruce.

„So these folders… They are really really important then?” I ask once again, as I'm not sure if I want to stand against Captain in that and ruin the fragile bond, that is almost non existing, but is there somewhere between us. „But I have never done anything like this… I'm not even sure I know how-...”

„You won't be alone.” Interrupts the voice of the silver haired man, that just appeared in the doorway.

„Why am I not surprised.” I shake my head. „Why can't we tell the others?” I ask all three of them.

„Well… Natasha would want to get Clint home no matter what it costs and Rogers is… Well, Rogers.” Explains Tony.

„Plus Tony made some accessories for that he would like to see in action.” Adds Bruce.

„Yeah, that's true as well.” Smiles Tony. „I saw how you and Wanda trains, so I made you a uniform. Friday, please…” He call for the AI, that opens a wall where the uniform appears on hangers. Basic black unitard, nothing special, strengthened in places like knees or spine.

„Well this is mostly an armour so no one shoots you dead.” Says Tony, like he just didn't assume someone will be probably shooting at me. „But look at… this.” He grabs a huge box where a large knives are lying. „Look at the grip, it's made exactly for you and your powers, you can absorb your energy and then let it flow into the knives, so it became a deathly weapon whenever you want.”

„They seem deathly to me, even without my powers.” I mumble quietly.

„They look sharp as hell.” Nods Pietro.

„Well you are both right.” Admits Tony. And then he takes one knife out and makes his way towards the uniform. „And by the way, they are made exactly to fit into your uniform.” He shows me how the knives stick into the places thanks to the strong magnets. „But it has a lot of things and technologies I installed, which you will get along with when you start using them. We don't have time for that now.” Says Tony and a long silence stretches across the room.

Pietro looks at me with a huge grin on his face.

„Let's kick some asses then?”

Chp. 14

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Stolen moments

n. r. x reader

Warning: Can’t think of any, just fluff

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You were no longer listening to Nick Fury’s breefing. Now it was just trying to find something to occupy yourself with, you tried tic tac toe on the papers in front of you but you couldn’t decide if you want the circles win over the x’s or vice versa. That’s when you started looking around, until your eyes fell on her. You took her all in like you were seeing her for the very first time, but this time you were taking in every small detail. How the light of the room made her hair look even lighter than it’s already were and the A/C were occasionally sending a wave through her red locks, that framed her face. Perfectly as always, of course. You noticed the way her eyelashes framed her piercing green eyes, that you probably adored the most on her face. Or at least when people were around, at nights it was probably her pink lips. It didn’t took her long to notice her how obviously you stare at her. She frowns her perfectly plucked brows at you and with a small smile that is playing on her lips she shakes her head at you.

The post mission mornings were the quieter ones you had, but still you loved them most. She was laying on your stomach, exhausted with her red hair sprawled all over your body, tickling your skin lightly. You didn’t talk, because you knew she needed a time to process stuff, especially after the missions that didn’t went by the plan. Sometimes you just felt a couple of tears that left her eyes that later end up on your body, in that moments you just slowly reached for her shoulder or touched her back, just to let her know that you were here, which was all she ever needed a small reminder that she wasn’t alone.

You also enjoyed Stark’s parties where all other people were too enthusiastic and too drunk to ever notice something, except for some exceptions, but you knew who these was and they would never say anything about you two, because it wasn’t theirs story to tell. Which you both very appreciated as you were both very private about what was going on behind the close door of your rooms in the Avengers compound. Those nights were the nights when you were lightly holding hands when you were going around the guests and listening to people’s stories. No one really asked because people knew how anxious you were around new people and Natasha was there for your moral support, of course. But it wasn’t just for these light touches that you were getting anyway when no one was around. You just loved drunk Nat, you found her adorable like that, because when she let herself a go little too far, she is the most precious thing you could think of. She gets really affectionate about everything, and she holds onto you like a lost puppy. In these moments you are becoming the one who is keeping her safe, because in the other occasions it is mostly you who needs some saving. And she always asks the same question when you put her to sleep: “Will you be there in the morning?“ Which you always reply: “How could I ever leave you?“

And the nights when you just talk are the ones you always appreciate the most. Because you feel trusted and Natasha doesn’t feel judged. You always sit in the huge window in your room and pass each other a cigarette that you only smoke on these nights. The moonlight is giving her skin this unique porcelain color that belongs just to her and on these nights you probably love her the most. On these nights Natalie Romanovova belongs only to you and no one else. There she uncovers who she truly is and you always fall for her more. Legs intertwined with hers, your fingertips drawing a small circles on her thighs and knees, enjoying the softness of her skin as you listen to her quietly talking and remembering what should have been forgotten. You always assure her that you don’t love her any less for what she has done in the past, when she suddenly stops talking, searching for the disgust in your eyes that she was facing every time when someone heard those stuff. No, you actually loved her more, but not for what she did, but for what she became and that she was willing to make a change and that she was at least trying.

But for Natasha these thoghts weren’t in those silent and stolen moments, it was in the moments when you looked at her with such a softness in your eyes, that it made her stomach melt. Or the smile you gave her every morning when she came into the kitchen. Or when you were laughing at one of her stupid jokes or comments and how you always tried to hide behind your arms when you were laughing too hard. For her, it wasn’t about the moments or the places. It was just you, anywhere at anytime. You were her favourite place.

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•| Violacea I. chp. 12 |•

A/U: I'm finally free from my uni assignments, so now I will try to be much more active here! I have one more story prepared for you and I was thinking giving you a little taste from a first chapter? What do you think? :)

Our training group grew over the days into a small amount of people. It wasn't just me and Clint anymore, now even Wanda and Pietro were regularly joining our group and sometimes Natasha came along, even though she wasn't able to train yet, and occasionally Bruce came as well, but it was always only for a couple of minutes. They never really left me and Pietro or Wanda alone in the gym, they always tried to supervise us with one of the agents.

Clint was teaching me how to shoot on the shooting range, which I always thought I was really getting better at, but when I was there with Natasha she always convinced me otherwise. The red haired woman always found something that I could have worked on and I was really glad that she was criticizing me and giving me some feedback, but it gets annoying with time and when it's only something like having my arms more stretched it gets on my nerves even more.

„A mistake like that, can cost you your own life.” She always says when she is giving me some feedback.

And exactly the same thing she did just now, when she skilfully sends me to the ground, because she was finally free from the cast one her hand, so she started training with us as soon as she could. I heard how Pietro's sucked his breath in when he saw my fall, again.

„Stand up.” Says Natasha, while I'm still on the ground, breathing through the pain.

„We are training for two hours already and-...” I try but she interrupts me quickly.

„And you are not even trying.” Natasha grabs her bottle that was lying next to the training mat.

„Excuse me?” I sit up and look up at her with an annoyed look.

„You heard me.” She takes a few sips from the bottle before she sets it down again. „C'mon, let's go.” She gestures towards me, so I have to stand up again.

I put on a fighting stance, that is probably the worst one I have ever done, I can feel all my sore muscles pulsing through my body.

„And try harder this time.” She winks at me when she is raising her fists. I make the first move, I'm throwing a punch, but she easily catches me and throws a low blow into my ribs. My breath hitch with pain and I staggered to the left, and that's when Natasha round kicked me from the left side that I left revealed when I staggered and I fell to my knees. She is not waiting for anything else, when she throws a punch in my revealed face, that sends me hard into the mat. I tried to pick myself up but when I see Natasha preparing for another punch I'm covering my head quickly and shout:

„That's enough! Red! Stop it!” It takes me a second to think of the safe word that we have to use, when something goes to the point where one of the trainees can't handle it anymore, and colors are probably the simplest thing.

„You are too afraid to be hit.” She snorts out a little.

„Well I wonder why?!” I bark in her direction and I can feel my blood boiling.

„Your stance sucks, you don't even think about your punches when you throw them and you don't even try to hit hard.” She names all the stuff. „A mistake like t-...”

„-That can cost me my life, I know!” I interrupt her quickly.

„Then why are you not trying?” She frowned at me.

Her voice is cold as ice and I can't help myself with my next comment:

„Not everyone here was trained to kill people!”

Her green eyes are turning dark really quickly and they are stabbing me like a knife right now. I know I shouldn't have said that but I'm so angry right now.

„Because some of us were literally developed just for that.” She whispers so quietly into the silence of the gym, but she knows damn right I will catch that. She knows that it will hit me into the right spot. That's when I can feel the weird warmth in my fingertips.

Pietro was probably the quickest one to notice the small amount of purple slightly glowing around my fingers, that's when he ran up to Natasha and grabbed her by the waist to pull her away from me. I can feel the lights flicker above our heads.

Wanda jumped right to me, creating quickly a red wall that would safe everyone on the outside from me causing them any harm.

„Andy, listen to me…” She says out my name, while my head is in complete haze and I can feel all the anger bubbling inside me, ready to be set free. She steps closer to me, slowly, one hand holding the red wall and the other slowly reached out for mine.

I'm trying to catch my own breath, holding myself on all four.

„I'm here with you.” She says quietly while she kneels in front of me slowly, because she doesn't want to startle me with any quick movements. I know that if I would have blown up again, like I did before with Natasha, she would be screwed, she put everyone into the safe zone except for herself. „You don't want to hurt anyone, right, Andy?” She was still talking to me, which felt really soothing to me as I had something to hold onto. „I know you can do this.” She finally grabbed my hand slowly into her hand, drawing small circles with her thumb over my hand. With every circle I felt my body slowly calming, like it was her touch that was pouring a iced water over my boiled nerves, that were ready to blow up.

All the lights above our heads went crazy as I felt my body absorbing their energy and there was this thick purple mist floating around my hands.

„I trust you.” She whispers. It takes her words a really long time before they start to make sense in my brain.

„You heard me. That's right.” She continues as she reads my mind. I could felt my muscles slowly loosen it's flexed position. „You are my family now.” She whispers so quietly but she knows damn right that I can hear it. „And I know you don't want to hurt any of us. We are all in this together.” With really deep breaths I'm raising my head up, looking for her eyes, that are following my every movement. She smiles at me. „You can do it.” She grabs me and pulls me into a huge hug when she starts hearing my thoughts much more clearly than before. My body fell into her hug, exhausted from all the energy it took from the lights and then how much energy it took me to put it right back in instead of blowing up into every direction. Everything is coming back into the picture with each and every breath in and out. Wanda no longer holds the red wall around us, but she holds me really close to her chest, understanding what I'm going through right now.

„It's okay. Deep breaths in and out, exactly like that.” She rubs my back soothingly. I can see all the purple mist finally disappearing from around my palms and that's when I return her the hug properly, burying my face into her shoulder.

„She did it.” I hear Pietro in the background. „She didn't blow up.” I can see him coming towards us with a huge smile on his face.

„Only thanks to Wanda.” I smile at her, as I slowly pull myself from her hug.

„But you hold it in yourself.” She squeezes my shoulder. „And that's progress.” She smiles at me.

I nod and then I frown at Natasha standing a couple meters away from us. „I know, I know.” She raises her arms in a defensive gesture. „But you could be a little nicer yourself.”

„I'm sorry.” I nod at her.

„So am I, I didn't mean for this to happen.” She says and before I can say anything else, Pietro quickly ruffle my hair before he heads back to his own training. Wanda just waves at me as she gives me and Natasha space to talk this through.

„Do you want to continue?” Asks Natasha carefully.

„No, because I would have to broke your arm again to feel a little better.” I roll my eyes.

„Whoa, whoa… hold up…” She stops me when I'm about to leave the gym. „Now it's my turn to break you something.”

„Try me and next time it's going to be a brick wall instead of glass.” I look at her seriously but can't hold it any longer as my ruin this up.

She can't help herself and smiles at me as well: „I call red on that.”

Chp. 13

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Midnight snacks (n. r. x reader)

Warnigs: fluff, maybe a little short but cute anyways!

A/U: Another short story, yay! Also would any of you guys wanna be tagged into the short-stories tag list? :) Just let me know and I will add you at the next short-story. Have a lovely day/evening/afternoon, whenever you are reading this! :)

The huge clock at the wall was showing something past midnight, but you couldn't care less at that time. The batch of delicious cookies were in the oven while your favourite songs played in the background.

Nat was sitting at the tall bar stool, watching with a smirk while you were performing some of your great dance moves.

She started laughing quietly as you started doing macarena to the second song in row: „What is that? You can't use macarena on everything!”

You smirked and clicked your brows with disapproval look: „You sure can, watch me!” And you started with another round of the macarena dance.

She laughed you off and shook her head: „You are such a dork, Y/N.”

But before you could continue with anything else Fly me to the moon by Frank Sinatra started playing in the speaker and you just couldn't resist.

You reach out your hand towards Natasha, who is already shaking her head in the refusal but when the first words of the song were sang, you just reached out for her and pull her into a hug.

Fly me to the moon

Let me play among the stars

You started slow dancing with her in your arms, quietly singing the words while you were burying your face into her hair, smelling her scent, that was so specific and intoxicating, you knew you will never be able to stop falling in love with her each and every time.

Let me see what spring is like

On a, Jupiter and Mars

You reach for her hand and intertwined your fingers, pulling her even closer, you could feel her breath at the crook of your neck, while she was quietly laughing.

In other words, hold my hand

In other words, baby, kiss me

With these words she looked up to you, smiling, because she was smaller than you which you found more than adorable but also you were the only one who could have made fun of her because of that. You lean down and softly press your lips on her forehead and then again rest your chin on her head as you pull her closer again.

Fill my heart with song

And let me sing for ever more

You twirl her around the kitchen couple of times, which makes her laugh again.

You are all I long for

All I worship and adore

She rest her arms behind your neck, looking up and you can see her lips quietly mouthing each and every single words of the song.

In other words, please be true

In other words, I love you

„I bet this is one of your weird fantasies of what you wanted to do with someone, am I right?” She smirks.

Fill my heart with song

Let me sing for ever more

„You bet you are right, baby!” You smile widely as you twirl her around again.

You are all I long for

All I worship and adore

With this lyrics coming up, you are both singing the parts pretty loudly over the whole kitchen, and you know you will hear about this in the morning.

But as the song were slowly coming to and end, you were slowing down the rhythm of your bodies, until you stopped completely and stare at each other, Natasha's arms still behind your neck, and whispering the words so quietly that only you and her could hear:

„In other words, please be true

In other words, in other words

I love you.”

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Bed time story

(n. r. x reader)

Warnings: Angst, mention of abuse, mention of rape

A/U: Hello! This is my very first Natasha Romanoff short story, if you would like me to write your prompt just hit me up! Hope you are going to enjoy this.

A snow was quietly falling on your porch, but that did not bother you at all. You loved the Winter season, you loved the Holidays and so did your small girl.

A small blond girl was putting away her last toy with a huge yawn on her face.

„Alright, dove, it's past your bedtime. Let's get you to bed.” You pick her up as the four year old raises her hands towards you. „You are getting heavier every day, I swear!” You tickle her a little as you are taking her upstairs to her room. She giggles while you are putting her into the bed, tucking her in and then kissing her forehead. You cross the room to put the small light into the socket.

„Wait, mama…” She stops you, knowing very well that light in the socket means sleepy time.

„What is it, dove?” You look at her with a small smile as you cross the room to her bed.

„What about a bedtime story?” She looks at you with large puppy eyes.

„It's already really late, Lia.” You check the clock in the hallway, which is showing something before quarter to ten.

„Pretty pleasee….” She begs you.

You roll your eyes. „Okay, okay...But scooch over, I'm not sitting on the floor this time.” You jump into her bed and let her snuggle up to you. „So which one are we telling today?”

„I want the one about the spy!” She exclaimed excitedly.

„Which one do you mean, dove?” You frown your brows, trying to remember which story it probably was.

„The one that had red hair!” She looks at you, almost hurt by your own words, that you could have forgotten about her favourite bedtime story.

You smile sadly at the small girl and nod. „I remember now.” You make yourself more comfortable in your daughter's bed. And as she snuggle up closer into your arms you are starting with the story, that is about a woman spy that was in love with a normal citizen, but this story has darker corners than you tell your daughter, this story is far far away from a love story and definitely does not end with a happy end like you tell your daughter.  

You used to work as a recruit for a S.H.I.E.L.D, not that you were going for missions and stuff, but you were dealing with the important paperwork. So you often did get into contact with the higher level agents and sometimes even with the infamous Natasha Romanoff or Clint Barton. Agent Barton was your favourite kind of agent, he was funny, he always asked how you were doing, he was the exact opposite of Romanoff. You did not take it personally, how could you? She was dealing with danger on a daily basis and you understand the last thing that would have concerned her was how was your day going. But you don't even know when it happened when she was bringing you the folders of reports from her mission with a smug smile on her face and she never forgot to wish you a nice day when she left your office. But it was just that, nothing else.

And when all the shit fell on your head and you were on your lowest point she was actually the one who noticed. She noticed that you were no longer having lunch with your colleagues, that you were no longer wishing everyone to have a great day and giving them the warmest smile. You started to fade.

A huge pile of papers suddenly falls onto your desk with a loud slap. You quickly jump in your seat, looking up at the smile of agent Romanoff, that just got back with her reports from her mission in Europe. There was an ugly bruise on her cheek and a gash wound on her forehead, but she was still smiling down at you, until she noticed how much your hands were shaking. „Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-...”

„It's alright, it's alright.” You quickly snap out, cutting her off in the middle of her sentence. „Thank you for the reports, agent. I will work it on it later.” You don't even look her in the eyes, as you can feel a stinging tear forming at the corner of your eye, so you turn on your computer, trying to look really busy.

She stays in your office for a bit longer that she should, taking all in your whole body language. She knew something was off, she just couldn't figure out what.

You were so glad when the clocks finally showed four in the afternoon and you had left your office and tried to get home quickly while the sun was still up.

No one knew what happened to you, when you stayed out longer than usual the last time. As you close the door behind yourself, you can feel the panic attack slowly building up, somewhere in your chest as your breath became shorter. You are quickly trying to think of the breath exercise your therapist told you about, but your thoughts are too far away now. There was no turning back this time. That's why you sit down on the floor, in the middle of hallway in your apartment, tears slowly streaming down your face and your breath having trouble producing the oxygen you need.

You were back. It was dark, but you could have seen the street lamps. You were out of breath, you were chased. But you knew you were almost home. It was just one block away, if you were a bit quicker, you could have been alright. But you ran into the trap, he outrun you. You were caught. Trapped like a mouse, unable to do something. He was just stronger and you had to wait, you were ruined. You stayed on the cold ground when he was done, unable to move, tears were streaming down your face, shaking.

There was a ring at your door, but you haven't heard it, because in that moment you are far far away in your thought, living the horrible moment over and over again. But what brought you back to reality was a key in your door, unlocking them. In that moment you were just staring at the door in horror, it had to be him, he came for you again, you thought.

The door slightly opened. „Y/N?” A quiet voice echoed through your apartment.

You were still too paralized to being able to answer, you just stared at the door when she opened them fully. „I found your spare key, I felt like checking up on-... Oh god, Y/N, are you okay?” She rushes right next to you, when she notices your small frame shaking on your own floor. „Did you fell? Are you hurt?” She checks your whole body, but you just shake your head, unable to speak out, because you knew you would start crying if you just try. „Okay, good, good… I'm so sorry that I barged in here like that, but I just felt something was off with you lately…” But she doesn't continue, she can see what state you are in, of course something is off, someone should have checked up on you a long time ago. „What happened?” She whispers into the dark. „Did someone… hurt you?” She asks carefully, but that question just brings more chills into your body and you are bursting out crying, falling into her arms, shaking. She doesn't ask anymore, she just holds you really close, strokes your hair and lets you cry through her shirt. „I've got you now. You are safe.” She repeats quietly over and over, until you don't have any more tears to shed and you have to tell her. So you do. You tell her everything, what he has done to you and that now you are carrying his baby. And she listens, she doesn't interrupt you, she holds your hand when you need her to. And then you cry again, finding more salty fluid in your eyes, that once again soaks her shirt through, until you fall asleep in her arms.

And after that night, she never really left, she was always around, she helped you heal. Even when she was gone on her missions, she made sure you had everything you needed, and as she was here for you, you were here for her, you were there after really bad missions with opened arms and baby bumps to snuggle to. At those nights you were the one who stroked her hair and let her fall asleep in your arms.

But all this got messed up really quickly again, you were almost due, when Thanos and the snap happened. And unfortunately for Natasha, you were snapped away.

And when you came back, everything you knew was gone. Natasha was gone. But this time you had no one's shirt to cry into. This time you were alone.

You had to run, everything around you was just too much, you saw her everywhere. Barton helped you move to Europe, even though you were due in a couple of weeks. He helped with everything, maybe he felt guilty, even though he never really told you what happened to her.

But then you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, and she was no longer something that would remind you of the horrible events, she was just your little baby. And suddenly you weren't alone. And as she cried in your arms you whispered those words to her: „I've got you now. You are safe.”

But this story wasn't for your daughters ears, not yet. She will know one day, but this time the story end well. And you whisper: „And they lived happily ever after.” You look down at the sleeping blond girl. You have to be really careful when you are getting up, trying not to wake her up. Then you tuck her in and kiss her forehead: „Goodnight, my sweet, Natalia.”

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•| Violacea I. chp. 11 |•

The next morning I would have really appreciate if Natasha told me about the hungover that was awaiting for me.

It wasn't good, I swore to myself that morning, that it's no more alcohol for me. I was lying in my bed, looking for a purpose of my life probably, and occasionally standing up to fill my glass with water, because my throat felt like a desert. I continued to do this until late hours in the afternoon, when I finally decided to give myself a shower and make a human out of myself once again.

I never thought I would have enjoyed shower that much, that I would stay in it for more than ten minutes. I have never felt like this, my body was accepting the hot water, that was cleaning the sweat from the night before.

„Pietro Maximoff is approaching your room, Miss, may I give him the access to enter?” A voice of Friday echoes through the whole bathroom, when I have a full mouth of toothpaste.

„Sure…” I spit out some of the toothpaste into the sink and grab a towel to wipe out of my mouth.

„Well you look like crap today.” Pietro appears in the doorway.

I fake my smile as I look at him. „Well you are occasionally nice today.”

He stands up a little taller. „Just honest.”

I slip past him into my room and stops in front of a huge wardrobe. „How came you to surprise me with your visit?”

Pietro jumps onto my bed and rolls on his back. And after all that I notice that he is in his sportswear and not usual comfy clothes that he normally wears.

„Well… So I was thinking, that maybe you can come to train with us...You know, you live with us which means you will probably become one of us, so you would need to train as well.” He shrugs his shoulders as he makes himself more comfortable on my bed.

„I don't have that control over my powers, so I don't think I should go and just make more trouble than I already made.” I frown at him and then I look back into the closet.

„I know, but you will have to use your powers someday, on the missions and stuff. And if you are not ready to start with your powers yet, you can learn some others stuff.”

„Missions?” I look at him.

„Well yes, of course! What did you think we do here? Do you think this is just a camp for mutants and weirdly normal people that are not so normal?” He gestures towards the door, probably meaning Natasha and Clint, and probably Sam too. Well, most of them.

I sigh as I realize that there is no way for me to get rid of him and that I will actually end up in the gym with him and others. Which I do, exactly twelve minutes later, we are walking into the gym together.

Everyone stops in what they are doing and look at us. I can see Wanda in the back of the room, testing and training her powers, she just nods at me, so I nod back.

Natasha was standing next to Clint, who was training on the shooting range, but with her arm in the cast she was just watching and criticizing his style.

On the right there is the wide-shoulder blonde man, who's name I can't recall right now and he is the first one who approaches us.

„What is she doing here?” He asks warily.

„She came to train with us.” Pietro steps up in front of him, trying to match his size, which puts me in the position where he shields me with his whole body.

„I told everyone, that she needs to control her powers, I don't want anyone here to get hurt.” He speaks out with an authoritative voice, and then I remember Bruce telling me about him, his name was Steve.

Everyone in the room are slowly making their way towards our small circle, awaiting for the argument that is slowly escalating here. Not sure if they are doing it to stops it or just wants to know how is this going to end up. But as I look at Steve and notice how huge he is in compare to me or Pietro, I feel like I exactly know how is it going to end up.

„I don't want to hurt anyone here.” I speak up for the first time, trying to get Pietro out of the way, even though I know he wanted to protect me, but I can fight my own battles. I notice another two men standing behind Steve, silently supporting his words.

„Really?” He looks down at me with a cold stare. „I heard that one already. And yet you still throw Natasha through the glass wall and I feel like we all can be glad that it was only her arm being broken.” Steve's voice is dangerous, full of respect but at the same time reprovoken and I can feel all the guilt I felt till this day bubbling inside of me once again. I shot a quick glare towards Natasha, that is also standing nearby, and I'm little hurt that she doesn't seem like to have intention to disagree with his words.

„I already said I'm sorry about that.” I say quietly throw my teeth.

„But it didn't healed the arm, does it?” He asks with the same tone.

Pietro pulls me behind him once again. „Andy is not a threat, Steve.” I stumble a little behind him by the push he gave me, but I'm quickly back on my feet.

Steve turn his cold stare back at Pietro, rasing his hand to push him aside again, but when she is just and inch from Pietro's shirt a red flares stops his palm midway. Steve's muscles flexes for a second, trying to fight the power.

„Don't you dare to touch my brother, Steve.” Walks Wanda from her previous spot to our small circle, with one hand in front of her, which she holds her power and Steve's hand back from Pietro.

Steve shots a glare right at her, but before anything else happens, Clint jumps in the middle of this, pushing all parties away from each other.

„That's enough!” He holds them away from each other. „Wanda…” He looks at her powers, that still hold Steve's hand in the midair. „Andreea is going to train with me.” He makes a strong statement, that no ones dares to disagree with yet. He takes me by my forearm, pushing me away from this testosterone party.

„Andreea should learn how to control her powers first, Clint.” Starts the man that was standing behind the Steve, with a longer hair and metal arm.

„Well…” He sighs. „If you like it or not, Sergeant Barnes, she is going to be one of us. And she has to learn all other stuff than just to control her powers.” He starts to push me away from this situation towards the shooting range.

„Barton.” Stops him Steve.

Clint curses quietly before he turn around.

„If anything happens to anyone, it will fall  on your head.” He informs Clint before he turns around a gets back to his workout with the other two.

„I'm counting on it, Cap.” He mockingly salutes to his back, before he takes me by my arm and leads me to the shooting range. „Promise me, you won't blow anything or anyone here up?”

„I'm not sure I can promise that.” I say quietly to him.

„Well, then you better try.” He says with a serious tone.

Then he shows me around the shooting range, explaining me everything about some basics, showing me some guns that he will eventually teach me how to use. And when I'm ready he hands me a glock and then the safety glasses with foam headphones. And before I put on the headphones he says to me: „Don't take Steve too personally, he doesn't mean it like that. He doesn't want to put his team into any danger. Just show him that he can trust you and don't do anything stupid.” He smiles a little and then he gestures back to the shooting range that is set on the easiest option.

Chp. 12

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•| Violacea I. chp. 10 |•

A/U: I'm really sorry for not updating, I have been really busy with uni and just wasn't vibing being alive tbf. But here comes new chapter and I hope you enjoy it!

I was expecting that the first night in my very own will be great and I will fall into the dreamy land right away. Well, sleep started to be a luxurious aspect of my life which my own body won't let me afford.

That's why I was sneaking through the hall in the middle of the night, looking for something to occupy myself with. I wasn't exactly sure, where I was heading, but when I was just going down the open staircase that leads me into the huge common room, I saw that I wasn't alone who has been awake at this hour.

I stopped in my tracks, trying not to startle her, and I decided to give her her own space and I also did not felt like talking to her right night. But when I was stepping on the the step above me, her voice stopped me once again:

„Running away from me again?” She turns around with a amused smile on her face.

I frown a little at her when I walk all the way down the stairs to sit on the bar stool right next to her, but I maintain the eye contact my whole way to her, I just felt like I needed this small win in the staring contest of ours.

With one hand she swiftly hands me a wine glass from behind the bar and with a smirk she poured me a glass of dark red wine. I stare at the glass for a second before I take it by it's leg and taste the wine for the very first time in my life. I can feel the weird weird bitter taste, mixed with something slightly sweet at the very same time. I take one more sip and but now it feels like something is burning my own throat so I burst out coughing.

„Can't sleep?” She looks at me when I'm done with my coughing attack.

I just shake my head and as we sit there, completely quiet, I drank the whole glass. I can feel the blood running up into my cheeks, making me blush even more when she looks at me.

„Wait…” She stops me as I want to stand up and pour myself another glass. „You never drinked before, right?” She laughs a little and then pat my shoulder lightly. „Well, lucky for you I'm not Clint.”

„I don't follow?” I frown my brows, trying to figure out what she means.

„He won't let the chance to pass by when he sees someone he can overdrink in his stupid drinking games.” She laughs quietly at some weird memory, that probably just popped in her mind, when this happened the last time.

Now I stand up and walks behind the pour, where I tries to find another bottle of wine, which Natasha actually has to tell where it is, because I have totally no idea, where these stuff are being kept.

I shift my weight from one foot to the other as I stare at the white cast, that covers her hand. „I'm really sorry.” Slips out from my mouth.

„Look, not sure if it's gonna calm you down, but I had looked worsed.” She smiles weakly.

„Yeah, I doubt that.” A mumble under my breath, but I can see the corner of her mouth slightly going up. „You know… I never actually asked for any of this.” I gesture to my own body. „I didn't mean to hurt anyone or kill anyone. Only couple days ago I thought I killed my own mother, and I didn't felt like writing that on the weird kind of list of names, that just stays in your mind forever, you know. I was never asked if I wanted this. No one ever asked me what I wanted and please believe me, becoming weapon for some weird facility definitely wasn't my answer if someone would actually ask.” I look all around as I tell her all these stuff because I don't want her to see the stinging tears in my eyes. „My whole life has been a lie and I don't even who to trust anymore… And I have no idea why am I telling you all this. I'm so stupid-...”

„Do you at least feel a little better?” She interrupts me with a question.

„I don't know, I guess…” I shrug my shoulders.

„Well believe me or not, I know exactly how you feel.” She slightly touches my white tensed knuckles with the tips of her fingers. „You are not the only who was lied to almost their whole life. Basically everyone here, are exactly here because they have been tricked or lied to at some point in their life.” She takes a last sip from her glass. „But this thoughts are much clearer when someone sleeps on them.” She winks at me and stands up from her bar stool.

„I can't sleep.” I whisper. „I'm afraid I'm gonna woke up back there again.” I just nods towards the door at the other side of the room, and I know that she exactly knows what I mean.

„Trust the wine will do it's magic on you.” She makes her way towards the staircase, leaving my last comment without any response, which I get because she doesn't trust me that much to be the shoulder that I can actually cry on.

„Wait…” I frown a little. „What do you meant that everyone got here because of some lies?” I walk towards the stairs, staying at the first stair and look up to her, stepping up to the hall, where are rooms are.

„Those are not my stories to tell.” She smiles at me.

I climb three more stairs to match her height. „What about your story?” I ask warily.

„Well then these I don't tell at all.” Her cold stare stops in asking any more questions.

But when she leaves me there standing and climbs the stairs up and almost disapear from my sight I can't help and I speak up again: „You know you can trust me, right?” And I mean it, I don't have intentions to hurt these people as long as they won't hurt me.

„That's the think, Andreea…” She sigh. „I can't.” Sme smiles at me sadly and then she leaves me there, standing in the middle of the staircase thinking her words over and over, until I decide to leave to my room, where the wine actually does it's part.

Chp. 11

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•| Violacea I. chp. 9 |•

I was sitting at the large sofa in the living room, enjoying the silence when all the others were somewhere else, doing their own business. I felt for the first time like I actually belonged there. A book was sitting in my lap, which Pietro bought me as he tought I mind need some catching up.

„Yo, yo, yo!” Yelled the Devil himself as he run through the long hallways for one second and the other was already sitting next to me on the sofa. „I've had an idea!”

I sight quietly, saying goodbye to the comfort of the silence and closed the book.

Pietro gaved me a proud smile, when I started giving him the attention he wanted. And then he pulled a lightbulb out of somewhere.

„Uhm… What is that?” I look at him, more than confused.

„You are gonna train with this.” He says, with a smile on his face.

„I don't think that's a good idea.” I shake my head a little.

„I trust you.” He hands me the light bulb.

„That's really nice, but it's not really me who you need to trust.” I tried to pull out from his plan. „My powers could blow the whole Tower up if they wanted to. And I already cost this place too much damage.” I tried to gave him the lightbulb back.

„Yea.” He nods. „And you will probably cost it even more, if you won't start to control them.” He chuckles as he hands me the lightbulb once again.

„I'm not even sure how my powers actually work, Pietro.”

„And that's why we are doing this. C'mon… Just this once, we can always stop.” He tries to put on some kind of puppy eyes that is more scary than cute.

„Fine, jesus.” i shake my hand and takes the lightbulb between my fingers.

„You should try to light it up.” He thinks out loud.

„Really? I thought I should smash it over your head. Thank you, Sherlock.” I look at him.

„Sorry, for trying to be a good mentor.” He snorts.

I look at the lightbulb and actually tries to focus on it, but all I can focus on is Pietro's face slowly tilting closer to my face. „What about some space?” I look at him, but before I say something else, he is already sitting at the other end of the sofa.

With a sight I look at the lightbulb, trying to light up or something, to make him at least a little happy. But all I can think of is that my powers always showed to the party when I was at some kind of emotional peak, but right I felt like I was the calmest person alive. Anyway these emotions were always really strong and how am I even bring up my powers without them?

I take in a deep breath and I close my eyes. I can hear the quiet humming of the lights above my head. Okay, I can try and take some power of these and run it through the lightbulb in my hand. I frown my eyebrow as I focus even more on the humming, when suddenly I hear the loud buzzing of the elevator, and then there is the noise and murmur of Tony's radio in his lab, two stories down. And the loud buzz powering the hairdryer in someone's room.

I take in a quick breath and open my eyes, alarmed what I just experienced.

„What?” Asks Pietro quickly.

„I just…”

„What is it?”

„I heard Tony's radio and-... and the hairdryer.” I point my finger behind the kitchen, where is the hallway that leads towards all the rooms.

Pietro stands up and quickly runs to the rooms and a second later he's back again. „Wanda is blowing out her hair.” He says surprised. „What else did you heard?”

„The elevator.”

„What? There is no sound of the elevator.” He shakes his head, disagreeing.

„I heard the electricity, powering it.” I found myself saying, clearing my own thoughts.

„Oh...my… god! That's really cool!” He yells out. „Much cooler than you lighting it up the lightbulb.” He says with excitment. „So you can use the electricity as a weapon, which you basically suck out, out of everything around you and now you can listen through it?! That's much cooler than me! How come I have the lamest power?„ He realizes and really looks offended.

„That's probably because I'm the oldest.” I stick out my tongue at him and stands up to head to my room, I have to hold myself steady at first, as I'm still not used to my new legs.

„The last month it was me who was the oldest.” He mumbles under his breath. „But you haven't lighten up the lightbulb yet.” A blue flash appears in front of my eyes as I found myself sitting at the sofa again.

I'm not even trying to fight him anymore as I take the lightbulb back between my fingers. I focus really hard, but not even after five minutes when is still nothing happening I want to give up.

„Maybe try to… get angry?”

I look at him, really annoyed, like I'm that good to get angry just because he wants me to. Well, what else could get me angry? There was plenty of it, but it all felt far away and blurred. The only think I can think of is Katherine. I look at all the moments we had together a lot, and I just pity myself and think how stupid I was not to see through her lies. And I really wish I blowed her up the night when I discovered her powers, I should have blown her through the window for her lying to me my whole life.

The lightbulb starts to flicker in my hand before it starts shining. I felt this weird warm feeling dancing on the tips of my fingertips.

„You could have light yourself a lightbulb back then as well, instead of blowing me up  through the glass-wall.” Says voice behind my back. And with that voice the lightbulb snaps into pieces under the supply of sudden energy that shaked my whole body and into the lightbulb in my fingers.

„Crap.” I swear out loud as the shatters fall into my lap.

I look around at Natasha, this is her first time being out of the hospital wing and our first encounter face to face since the accident. She can feel me starring so she just looks at me with one eyebrow up and then without another word and with a cast on her broken arm she leaves us to whatever we are going to be up to now.

„She still seemed pretty mad, what do you think?” I ask Pietro.

„Honestly no idea, sometimes I'm really scared to look her in the eyes.” He says quietly. „But I mean you broke her arm, I wouldn't be surprised if she was.” He shrugs and continues to act like my mentor again.

The very same afternoon, Tony almost festively, tells me that he decided to give me my own room at the same level like the rest of the Avengers and also access to almost the whole areas around the Tower, so I don't always need someone around to ask Friday for me to open the lab door or something.

So now I have pretty spacious room, with really good view and the bed here is enormous. I lay down on the bed and with my palms slides over the soft duvets. But before I even have time to get anymore comfortable in my room, there is knock on my door.

„Miss Maximoff is behind the door, does she have access to open the door?” Asks me Friday.

Whoa, I can tell who can go in my room and who cannot, that's definitely good way how to avoid Pietro sneaking into my room and pranking me out or something. I wouldn't be surprised if this thing was installed after someone pranking Tony out.

„Yea, of course. Access allowed, please let her in.”

Wanda stands behind the door with a cute pile of clothes folded in her hands. She hasn't talked to me since she was told we shared the same womb.

„Hey.” She says out finally. „I feel like we set it out on the wrong foot so-....”

„Yeah, you tried to slice my throat open with a scalpel.” I interrupts her.

„And I'm sorry.” She chokes out nervously. „I really am. That's why I wanted to do something nice so I brought you some close… I thought you might wanna get into something better than the old stuff Tony lent you. Those are mine, but I don't wear them that much and I thought you might like them better.” She smiles as she sets the pile slowly at my bed next to me.

„Oh...I...Thank you.” I give her same nervous smile.

„I'm really sorry. This has to be really weird and hard for you and I definitely did not make it easier for you with my behaviour,... I guess… I didn't thought I would get a new sibling right now.” She chuckles nervously.

„Yeah, you tell me.”

„I'm really sorry… About the scalpel and stuff… Well, I will give you some space to set yourself in your new room.” She steps back to the frame of the door.

„Wanda?”

„Hm?” She turns around.

„Thanks for the clothes.” I smile at her and she gives me one more smile as well.

„No problem.”

Chp. 10

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•| Violacea I. chp. 8 |•

I quietly stand behind the glass, while I'm watching the red headed woman behind the glass, as she sits by the window with her arm in the cast.

There is no need for me to be that quiet because there is no way she could hear me through the glass and all the noise that is around me.

I was just about to go, with the help of my crunches, to Bruce's lab as he wanted to show me some breakthrough on my leg problem. But I just wanted to take a look on my own, to be sure. As I was lied to for twenty-four years of my life, I guess I developed myself some trust issues.

Redhead behind the glass turned around like she felt that I was staring. I panic and tries to get away from there as quickly as possible.

I stopped myself in the elevator with an embarrassed shake of my head. „You idiot.”

With another shake of my head,, I step out of the elevator to go to the labs. I haven't met Tony properly from my room blowout. I mean I met him when he was passing around me and the small wave he sometimes gave me was probably the best I could have hoped for. He still hasn’t trusted me enough to assign me a room in their compound.

I don't mind my room at all, I'm grateful, but it would still look like a cell, then a room. Pietro often brings me books and stuff to catch up on things that I missed. Bruce is trying to talk Tony into giving normal room, but I guess I wouldn't trust myself as well.

„You are late.” Smiles Bruce from his usual place.

„Y-yea...Uh… Sorry.” I say quietly before I decide to sit on one of the many chairs.

„You don't even have to sit down. I feel like I figured it out.”

„Oh cool.” I look at him without any expression.

He looks at him surprised and then I roll my eyes. „I'm kidding. So what's it gonna be?”I laugh a little.

„Okay, okay. So I have these nano-implants that I will inject under your skin and they should improve the damaged nerves that doesn't allow you to move your legs.” He explains enthusiastically.

„Do you think it's gonna work?” I ask him a little not convinced.  

„Excuse my seven doctorates, then?” He says jokingly. „And Tony agreed with me that it's gonna work.”

„Bang it in, then.” I resign.

„Well,, that is disgusting.” Says someone from the door.

We both turn our heads towards Tony, who stands in the doorway.

„I didn't take you by the banging type, Bruce.” He smiles as he walks towards him and takes him around the shoulders. „And you…” He looks at me. „Seducing my best scientist.” He laughs quietly.

„I-I wasn't…”

„Tony…” Bruce gives him a growl, as his cheeks go red quickly.

Tony burst out laughing. „You two are a real pair.” He shakes his head. „You act like I just catch you doing something inappropriate. Or…?”

„Ne!” We scream out both in unison.

„Jesus, no…” Says Bruce quickly.

„Excuse you?” I lift my brow at him.

„No, that's no… Jesus, let's talk science again.” He turns back to his table, to take the huge syringes and put the nano-thingies in.

„Are you really sure it's gonna work?” I ask once again.

„Well excuse you.” He snores. „I wasn't awake whole night for someone to disrespect my work like that.”

„Well I'm sorry, I wanna be sure before he stick this huge injection under my skin!” I frown at him.

„It's probably gonna work.” Says Bruce as he puts the injection against my skin.

„Wait, did he really said PROBAB-..OUCH!” I jerk with my whole body.

„Don't be a baby.” Say Stark. I'm not gonna lie that this is a nice change of paths, but if he says one more sarcastic comment towards me, I swear to god to kick him in the face, the first moment my legs are gonna start working.

„You wanna try?” I bark at him. „Maybe I could try to inject it through your neck.”

He raises his hands to protect himself. But before I can even realize Bruce is pushing the last nano-implant to my second leg and I jerk again.

„Okay, let me turn it on.” He says before I can give him peace of my mind of not telling when he's gonna inject it.

He starts clicking something on his keyboard. „Turning it on...right...now.” He clicks on enter.

I can feel a small pinch on the back of my neck, so I jerk my whole body once again.

„Did you see it?” Asks me, Tony, quickly.

„What?” I turn my attention back to my legs.

„You twitched your toes!” He pointed at my foot.

Bruce quickly comes to me and Tony, to see on its own. I'm trying to think about twitching my toes once again, but to move with something you weren't able to move before, is probably hard, but when it's happening the moment I thought about it I can't hold the excited shriek in me.

„Does it hurt?” They both turned towards me.

„No!” I shriek out in excitement. „I can feel my legs!”

„You don't say, Einstein.” Smirks Tony.

As he stands closely, examining my leg I swiftly move it upwards and kick him in slightly into his stomach.

„Hey!” He push my leg aside and steps away a little.

Bruce starts laughing quietly and comes to the table to help me get down from it on the floor. They both takes me bellow my shoulders so my legs would get used to my weight first with a little help.

„Alright, slowly one foot in front of the other.” Says Bruce patiently before they both let go of me, letting me tries it on my own.

In that moment freedom gets completely new meaning. Even though my first steps aren't perfect, I still spin around to happily look at them, excited from the new skill they just helped me to gain.

„I'm walking on my own!”

„You still have a lot to learn.” Says Tony.

I frown and point at him. „Do you want me to kick you again?” But before he answers I'm focusing again on my legs. My bare feet are touching the cold floor and that feeling excites me in so many ways. I just can't believe that after all those years I actually stand on my own foot.

I happily jump a little on my foot in one place and shriek out in excitement one more time, before I start walking around the lab again.

„Is this normal?” I hear Tony whisper to Bruce.

„She is just happy.” Smiles Bruce.

I look at both of them, before I jump into their arms with a loud: „Thank you, thank you!” I kiss them both on a cheek. „You are both geniuses!”

„That's what they say.” Smirks Stark, but I can see the tug of a smile that he is happy that he helped me.

I just leave his sarcastic comment without noticing and one more thing, which I would call running until the moment I tripped over my own foot and end up lying on the ground, face down.

„Jesus!” Says Bruce as he runs up to me.

„No.” I stop him as I make myself stand up. „I can do this alone.” I stretch my back as I stand up. „I really need to tell Pietro!” I say in excitement as I'm making my way to the door.

„Hold up.” Stops me Bruce. „You just had a injected in yourself two foreign chip fragments. Your body won't be able to process it on it's own, so you will have to inject yourself with the serum that will help your body to process that, and I need to show you how to do that.”

What's a one syringe a day for a whole life of walking.

Chp. 9

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Prompts?

Hey guys! I would love to start taking prompts, but I’m not sure how this actually works so if anyone could drop a message or just drop the prompt, I will definetly figure it out somehow. 😊 But any help would be appreciated.

Would like to write for Natasha Romanoff x reader, but I dont mind the other Avengers or ships :)

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Trying to prove a point…

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•| Violacea I. chp. 7 |•

„Siblings?” I tried to say the word say out loud, to taste it one more time. But why would my parent won't tell me about them? Why would they seperate us after all? And when they did, why did they kept together and not me?

And then I realize how my mom told that I was born before the due date. But from my train of thoughts disturbs Bruce's arrival with the twins behind his back. My supposed siblings.

Pietro smile at with non-worried smile unlike from Wanda who looks more than unfriendly.

„We have to tell you something.” Starts Bruce first.

„I know it.” I nod towards the twins.

„What do you mean, you know?” She furrow her brows.

„Well…. I-I…” I stutter, not sure how to explain without making her more angry at me. „I sometime see, what you see.”

Wanda's face gets more angry, like she doesn't believe this at all. She turns towards the others, not even bothered to lower her voice: „What if she is their agent? And all of this…” She gestures towards me. „...It's all just fake, so they get to us from the inside. She already hurt Natasha, who is gonna be next?”

„I-I… I didn't meant to hurt her….” I can feel the tears in my eyes once again, but before I can tell anything else a red streak appears in the room and a sharp objects is put to my neck with Wanda's powers.

„Wanda!” Shrieks both out, and Pietro quickly takes Wanda by her hands and the objects falls to the ground quickly.

„I haven't heard about any kind of way to fake the DNA, yours and Pietro's are very extraordinary, so I really doubt any of the Hydra associates would know how to fake it well enough for our technology not to found out it's a fake.” Tries to sooth her Bruce.

„But why wouldn't our parents tell us about her?” She tries to fight back a little.

„I was born a couple weeks before the due date.” I tells them quietly.

„That would make sense.” Nods Bruce.

„How?” Asks Wanda again.

„If her powers were already extraordinary even when she was in the womb and doesn't even need to be tested on, they could have taken her out the first moment, they knew, she would survive as an infant. And after that they could have told your parents that the third baby was absorbed by one of you, which actually happens a lot.” He starts to speculate.

Wanda's face stays angry by she doesn't tries to fight back anymore, and instead of staying to look at my face, she rather leave without another word. Pietro tries to follow her, but Bruce stops him. „Just give her a minute, boy.” He smiles at the younger one.

And then they both turns around to look at me, to watch my own reaction. But how was I supposed to react? I felt calm. Or maybe just empty.

I knew back there, in the hospital, all felt just weird. I knew I did not belong there.

Another way of calmness goes through my brain when I realize the woman I accidently killed wasn't even my mother, but someone who was hired to act like one. Now I retrospectively realize how cold and distant she always was towards me, that I never were hugged by her, or praised. All of them there, were just trying to smiles at me, because they knew what I could do, not because they were my friends. Not even Katherine, she was one of them. My only friend, who I trusted, told her everything, cried on her shoulder, all of that was fake. It was only an act.

I can feel a small tear escaping my eyes, when I think about her and how alone I actually was in there.

Someone's arm slowly wraps my body, and I can feel my my body sinking into the other one's and grasping on his shirt, like my life depends on it right now. I can smell his collogne, and right now it feels like the only thing I need. The embrace of my brother and I realize I never felt more like at home, than right now.

„You are home.” He says quietly, like he could read my thoughts. „And you know what?” He pulls away a little so he can look at me. „I knew I met you already.”

„W-What… How could you…?”

„In the womb!” He laughs, amused by his own joke.

„Pietro, I don't think that's how it works-...” Tries to explain him Bruce.

„Shut it, doc, leave me that one, will you?” He shut it him quickly and he looks at me as I quietly giggle in his arms and winks.

I shake my head a little before I look back at Bruce. „Do you think I could… Maybe see Natasha?” I ask quietly, as I feel real urge to apologize to her for a very long time. Because I did not meant to hurt anyone, I just couldn't stop myself back there, I did not had the control, not that I have one now. And also I feel like I need to see with my own eyes, that she is actually alive.

„Maybe we should wait when she is released from the ICU.” Says Bruce a little nervously.

„Oh… Okay…”

„He just wanted to say that we don't feel like having you blown the hospital wing up in the air, like before.” Says Pietro quickly and I give myself a quick mind note, that if I would like someone's honest opinion on something it definitely should be Pietro, that guy has no filter.

„You knwo what Pietro? I feel like you should go check on Wanda.” Says Bruce with a frown.

Pietro doesn't says another word and with a blue streaks left behind him, he is gone.

So…” Turn Bruce towards me. „What if we look at your legs? I will do anything to make you stand up.” He jokes nervously, so I nod at him with a small smile.

Chp. 8

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Hello!

Im so sorry for not posting lately, I got back home for Christmas and I wanted to spend some time with my family I havent seen for a while and I also had a lot of deadlines for uni lately, which i managed to finish today, so I hope later this week I will bring you some new chapters!

Thanks for understanding🥰

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Natasha sacrificing herself for the soul stone was the biggest “fuck you” she could ever give to the red room.

She was brainwashed to not have a heart.

She was abused into near-apathy.

She was trained not to have a soul.

And yet her soul was beautiful enough, strong enough, loving enough, and caring enough to save the entire universe.

The universe for a single soul, and the stone couldn’t have gotten one more worthy.

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•| Violacea I. chp. 6 |•

I can hear all the lasers and electricity humming all around me, as I fascinately stare at the lights that are scanning my body from one side to another. I can hear Bruce from outside as he tries to calm me down so I won't blown this thing up for him, like I did the room before.

Suddenly Natasha lying on a hospital bed appears in front of my eyes and in the glass that separates the view I can see reflection of Wanda, as she stares at lifeless Nat.

„I hope she's gonna be okay.” She whispers as Pietro appears at her side.

„Don't worry. Natasha is the toughest of us all, she is gonna be fine by tomorrow.” He squeezes her shoulder. „She is gonna flip when she sees the broken arm, though.”

„I think she is gonna be glad if she wakes up.” Shots back Wanda.

The bed immiedietly ejects me out of the machine as Bruce can see my high heart rate.

„Andreea, come on, sit upright.” He helps me to sit as he still holds me by my forearms. „It's okay, Andreea, breath with. Everything is alright.” He tightened his hold on my arms as he tried to brings me back to the moment.

I try to take a deep breath but all my breath does is that it hitches and I can't breath. „Natasha-...”

„Natasha is okay, I swear. You have to breath with me now.” He shows me how to slowly I have to try to breath, but as long as I tried the longer I can't manage to find my own way to breath again. I feel so desperate and helpless that I wants to cry. And I'm not even sure if it's the fact that I probably killed their friend or that I am so useless I can't even breath. „Sh-she's… g-gona…” I choke on my own words as a first tear escape my eye. „...bec-because of… of me…” I sob out. I don't think I will handle killing anyone else.

„Andreea, listen to me.” He grabs me harshly by my forearms once again. „I need to you to calm down, please.” He grip them once again so I can return back to the moment, but my vision is blurred by my own tears. „Are you listening to me?”

I nod my head quickly as I tries to hold my sobs in.

„I need you to focus on my voice, okay? Got it? Good…” He still hold my hands. „And now… Let's do three sounds you hear.” He nods at me trying to push me to answering that I understand so I nod back.

„It's alright… Don't worry.” He soothes me again. „Just the three sounds, okay?”

With couple more breaths that I manage to do I finally start realizing that there are sounds around me and I am getting more aware of my surroundings. Like cars honking down at the streets.

„Cars.” I whisper.

„Good. Two more.” He smiles at me. I breathe in once again and realize how annoying the buzzing of the lights above my head is. „The… The lights.” I frown a little.

„And the last thing?” I can hear him tense down as he sees that I am no longer a threat.

„I can hear you.”

He smiles down at me and let go of my hands. „How do you feel?”

I consider my answer before I smile back at him. „Better.”

„That's good to hear.” He steps back and looks back at his screen before he frowns and looks back at me. „I think I will need to take your blood, are you okay with it?”

I simply nod at him as he takes thy syringe and gets back to me. He inject me with such and easy that I don't even feel a thing.

„How did you know?” I ask as he runs the blood sample through the computers and stuff.

„What exactly?” He smiles at me.

„You know… The thing with the sounds. How did you know it will calm me down? I watch him as he work around the lab.

„Oh, this… It's a technique that is used on anxiety or panick attacks.” He touches the screen and a video of a demolition comes up. It feels like normal procedure on construction places before I notice the angry green monster as he runs from place to place and destroy everything that comes into his way.

„What is that?

„That's...uh… my panick attack.” He looks down at his toes, ashamed by it before he looks at me again and starts explaining. „This is one of the final results of my failed experiment with gamma radiation. It calls itself Hulk. It's… Well someone would call it a superpower, but I would say it's much of a burden. So don't worry. You are not the only one who has no idea how to control your tantrums.” He looks at me with a sour smile at his face. „Oh… You don't have to worry. We, me and Hulk, we found our way to live in a symbiosis.” He tries to lighten up the mood with a joke.

„Why are you telling me this?” I ask him after a while as I see him a shift a little under my stare.

„Well, I thought that it will maybe make you feel better. When you hear you are not the only one who has problem with self-control.” He move his glasses up his nose a little.

A long time we stay quiet as Bruce starts working again on my blood samples and before I say: „Thank you.”

„No problem.” He shrugs as he looks over his shoulder to look at me and then shift his gaze back to the computer screen. „Impossible.”

„What?” I ask immediately.

„Give me a sec.” He starts searching for some folder in this huge drawer. He pulls two at the table and starts looking through them. „That's not possible.” He mumbles as he lists through the papers quickly. And before I can ask another question he runs out of the lab with three folders.

I shake my head a little and look around the room, once again, before my gaze lands on this huge window, where the sun is slowly setting down and all different shades of yellow, orange are shining through the space that are not occupied by these huge skyscrapers.

Suddenly my body jerk to the side and I see Bruce again through these different episodes I always have.

„What do you mean she is our relative? Asks Wanda that is standing right next to me.

„W-Well… I took her blood for testing and yours blood were matching hers.” He explains nervously.

„That's impossible, right?” Frowns Wanda.

„But it would make sense… Like your episodes.” Says Bruce. „Maybe your mutation are connected and if you are siblings it just makes it the connection much more stronger. It would makes sense.”

„Oh no…” I hear Pietro's voice coming though my lips.

„What?” Both looks at him.

„But that would mean I am not the oldest anymore.”

Chp. 7

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•| Violacea I. chp. 5 |•

„...She's still a kid!” Someone barks at someone while my senses are slowly coming to life again.

„She's not a kid, Clint.” Says a woman's voice calmly.

„Fine, but that still doesn't change the fact that we should put her in a cell and lock her in! We don't know her side of the story.” Answer the man again.

„She killed someone!” She raised her voice a little. I hear loud steps that are getting louder before a large boots steps into my sight.

„I'm sorry, but can't risk you blowing up on us right now.” Says the man's voice as he injects my neck with something and before my world goes dark again I hear him say: „You are the only one that should know how it feels to be manipulated, Nat-...”

It feels like a second from the moment that happened when I opened my eyes once again in a completely sterilized room with only the bed I was lying on, chair in the other corner and wheelchair next to the bed. Nothing else.

„Hello…?” I whisper into the quiet of the room and wait for a bit. But no one is answering. The more I look around the room, the more alarmed my senses. Everything feels weirder with every passing minute. Before I notice a small blinking red light in the corner. Camera. They are watching me. There is also small speaker in the opposite corner.

„From one prison to another.” I mutter angrily under my breath.

They definitely heard me. I lay my back against the wall and close my eyes for a bit. They are waiting for my reaction. I can feel them staring and analyze my every move.

„Can she hear us?” A voice sound through the speakers and I open my eyes quickly.

„No.” Answer another.”

„Can she sees us?”

„It's a one way mirror.” Answers one of the voice's again. They are really watching me. But how can I hear them?

„Have she done anything yet?”

„She woke a couple minutes ago.”

All I can hear is silence from the people on the other side of the speaker. It looks like I completely reversed the speaker so now they are on the recording side.

„What's her name?” Asks the voice that was asking all the questions before.

But before the second's voice have chance to answer I blow my cover and quietly answer the question: „Andreea.”

„I thought you said she can't hear us.” Whispers the voice.

„She is not supposed to hear us. I don't know how that-....”

„I'm going in.” Says the voice and before I have a chance to even move a door opens and there she stands, Natasha Romanoff. She was still in her black cat suit and had a glock by her hip that she had her hand laid on, just in case. He eyes was glued on me, cautiously watching me.

„Why did you kidnap me?”

„Just so we are clear, we actually saved you.” She crossed her arms across her chest.

„I can't see a difference right now.” I look around my room, that could literally look like my room in the hospital.

„These are just safety precautions.” She shrugs her shoulders.

„What for?” I ask quickly before I realize that they had to do this, because of me and my powers.

She looks at me warily if I'm making fun of her right now.

„Oh.... yea.” I look at my fingers.

Natasha walks towards the corner where the chair is and she slowly sits down.

„So you…” She tries but the stop herself, trying to figure how to put out her question. She struggles with it for another minute, before she sighs and ask: „Did you killed someone?” Putting all politeness aside. But I can feel her eyes study me even more after that.

„I don't want to hurt anyone.” I whisper as I look at her again, while she's tighten her grip on her gun.

„But you killed someone, right?” She reminds me once again, like I need to be reminded of that fact all over again.

„Natasha, be nice.” A man's voice says through the speakers that are not meant for my ears and was supposed to only get to Natasha through her earpiece.

„What did you do?” She shoots a glare at me, trying to repair the earpiece in her ear

„I don't know!” My voice jumps a note higher as I start to panic. „I'm not doing it on purpose.” I try to explain but all I can notice right now is the sparkly purple powder levitating around my fingers.

„Natasha, get out of there!” Says someone again through the speakers.

She looks at me with a worried look and just stands there.

„I don't want to hurt anyone.” I whisper more to myself than to her, trying to calm my racing heart with deep breaths, but it's not helping. I can feel the purple power around my hands grows.

„Get the hell out of there!”

„Don't take it personally, please.” I whisper to her, because I know what's coming next.

But instead of running our of the room she tries to take some steps towards me, but before she can reach me I can feel all the energy shot right through me in one second and in the other blows out and bow shocks everything away, even Natasha.

She flew through the one way mirror and she stops with a loud thud at the wall behind the glass.

The construction of the room starts to rumble and all I can do is to protect my head with my hands before it smashes me like a bug. But that is not happening. All I can see is a red flash and everything stands in place.

„Pietro!” Screams out someone and before I look around, someone is already holding me in his arms.

„Hey there, purple, that was really something, not gonna lie.” The silver haired boy smiles at me.

„What the hell is going?!” Asks Stark who is running to the demolished room with a huge blond man behind him.

„She just absorbed energy from all electrical devices in this room and sent it towards Natasha.” Says Bruce quietly as he studies his graphs.

„I didn't mean to hurt her.” I choke out.

Blonde man's blue eyes quietly scolds me, but when he looks at me properly and sees the ugly gash wound on my forehead so his eyes soften a little. „Where is Nat?”

„Clint took her to the medical wing.” Answers Bruce and with a small flashlights shine the light into my eyes, examining if I don't have concussion.

„Did she really just destroyed the room I designed for Hulk?” I hear Stark as he look at the tall blonde man.

„Don't also forget that she threw Natasha through the one way mirror, that was like eight inches wide.” Frowns the blond man down at Stark.

Pietro looks at me with amazed eyes and nods.

„Can you please take Andreea to my lab, Pietro? I need to check up on her.” Says Bruce.

„Wait…” Stops him, the blond man. „She just almost killed Natasha.” He looks at me over his shoulder. It's not helping me to feel better when they talk about me like I am not even here.

„I know, but Natasha triggered her.” Tries to protect my honor Bruce.

„Alright… That still doesn't give her approval to blow anyone who triggers her through the glass.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

„Definitely a good way to shut someone up.” Nods Stark.

„This is no place for you joking now, Tony.” Snaps the blonde man.

„Pietro, please take her to my lab.” Reminds him Bruce, when Pietro was more than amused by these arguments.

Before I even notice everything disappears in quick blur and Pietro is already setting me down on the table.

„If it's gonna calm you for a bit. I think you are pretty cool.” He just smiles at me before he disappears again.

Chp. 6

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