Allison's POV
"Shit!" I yelled as I woke up with Steve fixing my arm.
"Language," he says without looking up, "Jarvis call the team."
"Right on it Captain Rogers," the strange voice said.
"Rogers?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"What - ok Cap," a guy walks in looking a little like Howard Stark.
I recognized that last name Rogers, but where? My mother used it all the time. 'Rogers'. I liked the ring to it. Where do I know it from?
"Alright kid, who's your family?" Howard 2.0 asked.
I didn't speak, I only sat there silent.
"Kid, we can't help you unless you talk," Steve said.
"I don't feel like it," I said.
"Alright tell me everything." Howard 2.0 said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because why are you trying to kill us?"
"I don't control my mind."
"Elaborate."
"Fine," I said and began.
I told them everything.
"Well, I've heard enough." Howard 2.0 said.
Someone came over and took my blood.
"Ow!"
"Sorry."
Everyone but Steve leaves. Steve stayed for a little while and talked a little about himself until he was called to the lab. I started to cry knowing that this ment death.
Steve's POV
I entered the lab and Tony was standing there actually wanting to do something right. The whole team was there.
"Steve, we got some news for you," Tony said, holding a file.
"Ok." I sat down wondering what was about to happen.
Tony threw the file on the table. I was hesitant to read it. I opened the folder and inside was a file.
Name - Allison Sarah Carter-Rogers
Other Names - Nightingale - Agent Reese
Birthday - December 16, 1945
Claimed Dead - August 12, 1951
Age - Estimated 14
Hair - Light Blonde with purple
Eyes - Blue
Hydra weapon
Super Soldier DNA
Powers - Telekinesis, energy manipulation, super speed, ice, levitation, mind control, telekinetic energy projection, can fly (from powers), strength, and healing abilities
Weapons - Shield, guns, powers, and bulletproof suit
Abilities - Hand to hand combat, Weapons
Father - Steven Grant Rogers - Captain America ~ Dead
Mother - Margaret "Peggy" Carter ~ Alive
"Is this for real?" I asked putting down the file back down on the table.
"The DNA tests say it and she looks like you," Bruce spoke up.
"Congrats Cap. You have an assassin daughter." Tony said.
Everyone looked at me waiting for what I was going to do.
"Who's gonna tell her?" Nat asked.
"She'll kill me if I tell her," I said.
"She's your word kid!"
"You have to tell her."
"I don't want to die today."
"Stop, I'll tell her," Barton spoke up.
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The Nightingale
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