The Winter Princess

Athoraeas Odinson

Posible TW - foster care, abuse, harassment comments, panic attack.

"Y/n, get in here!" Tony wakes you up with his yelling, you drag yourself out of bed and put on a pair of joggers and hoodie, clearly the shouting woke Bucky up to because he was following you out the door. You searched around the living room, he wasn't there. The meeting room. He was stood the opposite end of the table looking angry and disappointed "When were you going to tell us?"

"Tell you what?" You ask, both you and Bucky stand confused.

"Dont lie to me y/n, or should I say Athoraeas (a-thor-ee-ass)" He knew, the name. It brought back so many memories, none of them good. Your face turned blank, you took a seat in a chair, Bucky sitting next to you, Tony opposite, by that point every avenger present was gathered in the room. Every time you tried to speak you couldn't, your head wouldn't let you get a word out.

"Come on, you need to tell uss the truth." Tony pesters.

"Give it a rest Tony, maybe there is a reason she kept it from you, the same reason you don't know anything about my past." Nat joins in. Tony scoffs.

Bucky was comforting you, rubbing his normal arm across your back, he could tell you didn't like this situation, "you don't have to tell them y/n" he added.

"No its fine" you told him, a bit more settled, "I've been in foster care since I was 2, what looked like a really nice family took me in, they had no kids. They weren't keen on my name, they thought it was weird, so changed it to something they liked, y/n. A year after they took me in the mother fell pregnant, named her daughter Athoraeas, truth is she liked the name, not me. No one in the family like me, but I couldn't escape. The daughter grew up to hate me, bullied, harassed and tortured me every hour of everyday, and the worst part is, she enjoyed it. When I turned 14, the daughter passed away, they were heart broken, so they gave me the choice to change my name back. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. I loved the name but it brought back memories to painful to think about. They kicked me out when I turned 17, told me to care for myself, that I was just a waste of space. I took off to the streets, terrified. I set myself up outside a building, which I didn't realise was a pub. A drunk man came outside and tried to grab me, 3 men fought him off, and took me back to their place, Sam, Steve and Bucky. They saved me that day. As soon as I was 18, I got a job, earned cash and moved into my own place. I had some people refer to me as Athoraeas but it was too painful. I really wish I could be called that, but I can't." You say, everyone seems taken back by your response, Bucky wraps his arms around you, followed by Steve, Sam and Nat. "Sorry" Tony murmurs, with a shaky voice. You could feel your eyes filling up with tears, your chest pounding and breathing getting hard. "Will that be all" you struggle before bursting out the room.

You sprint down the hallway and into your room, slamming the door closed, you collapsed against the wall, Bucky was soon to follow, holding you in his arms, you felt him, but at that time breathing was more important. You could feel a growing ball ilof pain in your stomach, you let out a scream, hoping it would release your pain. "Its ok doll, I'm here, I've got you" he says softly, stroking your hair. The scream had created a bubble around the two of you, Steve was stood in the doorway trying to help but couldn't get past, it also seemed to block out sounds that weren't inside.

Once your breathing was bacon track, you freed yourself from Buckys arms. "Thank you, and I'm sorry" you say to him, neither of you were phased by the bubble, everyone else was, but you weren't. You stood up, breaking the bubble and walked over to the bed, climbing under the covers, you lay there, ignoring everyone watching you from the door. Soon enough, everyone bar Bucky had left.

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Authors note:

The name may seem strange but it is a play on two names, the goddess of time, Horae, and the goddess of noise, Aurras. I thought why not combine them and add a few letters, Athoraeas