~Forged~

Boo (Part One)

A/N: Okay...this is another Marvel one, no surprise there...BTW, the time is kinda messed up in here with Em's age in relation to timeline, so ignore that. I might write a book one day on Em, so I'll fix it then XD

      This is an old OC that I love and cherish, I made her for an RP that shutdown on another website, but I kept her and changed a few things. And FYI, I made her before the Avengers even came out, so you please don't accuse me of plagiarism in relation to the new Moon Knight movie. Sorry if that sounded harsh, just peeps have approached me before about it.

     Okay, the OC: Emmeline Spector, in this one-shot she's about eight, and left to be babysat by the two Avengers who had stayed back home.

     She is the daughter of Moon Knight, and again, I created this OC before I even heard of MCU (I was very sheltered-- not anymore XD ). Eventually, she becomes a vigilante and takes on the name 'Moon Spector', in honor of her father. All you need to know for this one-shot, is that her father left her in Clint's charge for a few years for *certain* reasons I cannot disclose, and when Clint is called away he has no choice but to leave her with Bruce and Bucky, which doesn't turn out that great.

     Clint's her father figure for a few years, due to her feeling of abandonment from her real father and Moon Knight's identity crisis. Not the healthiest environment for a child. But yeah, she has that relationship with Clint.

     One last thing: her nickname, Boo, comes from the ghost referenced last name and her affinity for sneaking around, and, sneaking out.

That took a while. I won't blame you a whole lot if you skipped that ;)

All right, that's all:

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      "You get back here, Emmeline Spector!"

      Why did people always say that? It's not like the other person was going to listen.

     Emmeline was in big trouble now. She ducked underneath the highway, curling up into a small ball and wedging herself between the underside of the highway and the sloping pavement. She wiped her sweating hands on her jeggings, trying to steady her breathing. Hopefully, she didn't get grounded again.

     There was a distinct tremor in the ground as a huge, hulking shape stomped past. A big, huge, green, and most importantly, angry, hulking shape stomped past.

     Em curled herself tighter, glancing down at the hilt of the small throwing knife strapped to her belt. She'd begged for forever until Dad relented to give it to her. 

      "Hulk SMASH puny ghost!"

      She scowled. She was not a ghost! I mean, sure, it kind of was in the name, but still! And two, Spector didn't technically mean ghost. Besides, being a Spector meant she was just sneaky, and cool, and stealthy, just like-

    "Hulk found puny ghost!" She heard suddenly, her breath catching in her throat when Hulk's massive hand reached into the crevice she'd squeezed into. She backpedaled frantically, pushing herself as fast as she could in her panic. 

    "Gotcha!" Emmeline froze at the low voice, and a metal arm clamped down around her elbow.

    Her vision swirled as she was pulled out from the other side of the highway, scrabbling to stay underneath. But it was no use, next thing she knew, she was hanging by her forearm as she glared witheringly at a certain Winter Soldier, who refused to wither.