What Heroes Do -- [Male Reader x Wanda Maximoff]

Chapter #1

2008:

Y/N was walking through the streets looking for someone to pickpocket, hopefully they had enough for a meal, he can't remember when he had last ate. He'd been on the streets since he escaped the orphanage, he was five and having to live alone, his mother abandoned him, or at least that's what the people at the orphanage said, they made it a point to tell him every day when he woke up and often found a way to weave it into conversations. He doesn't know who his mother is and if he was being honest, the orphanage beat any sense of hope about finding her out of him, along with a lot of other things. They had daily fights there that usually ended in someone sleeping, he had a scar on his chin where someone once pulled a knife on him. He knew that this was no ordinary orphanage, they taught him how to fight, and he was no ordinary boy, the scars on his body proved that, they were clean surgical scars, how he got them was a mystery, all he knew was that he was the only one at the orphanage who had them, he remembered the special cough medicine they would give him to prevent him getting a cough in the first place.

The orphanage had taught him a lot, as had living on the streets for a year, he had learned how to pick pockets, how to use his appearance to his advantage by making people offer him money.

He was a nobody with no place in the world. No one cared about him.

He generally liked to hang around central park and talk to kids around his age, the kids with normal lives, none of them really considered him a friend, just the weirdo from out of town. Away from the park he liked to sit looking out at the statue of liberty and imagine that he had the liberty of a real childhood, he liked to imagine he had a mother out there who was badass, fighting monsters and protecting people.

As of now though he was walking through the streets having not eaten for days if he was counting properly, he wasn't...it had been two and a half weeks since he was last able to eat.

As he walked through the streets he was getting suspicious looks from everyone, they were looking at the skinny boy who had hooded eyes. They all began to steer clear of him as he walked past them.

'At this rate I'm gonna starve to death.' Y/N thought to himself as he felt exhausted, his vision began to darken, he tried to fight it but failed, Y/N simply collapsed in the street, luckily there was a doctor nearby in a black SUV, they ordered the car to stop and they rushed to Y/N's aid, eventually taking him to a hospital.

The doctors were doing tests on him when he woke up, he panicked and began trying to find his way out of the hospital but was caught, sedated, and restrained by the doctors. Y/N eight hours later in the bed. He looked in the corner to see a man wearing a long black leather coat and an eyepatch.

Next to him was a brunette woman wearing some type of uniform.

"Who are you? Are you two from the orphanage?" Y/N said with pure dread in his eyes as they looked at each other.

"I'm Nick Fury, I run something called SHIELD, this here's commander Hill. We're here about your blood test results. First of all, do you know where your mother is?"

"I don't know who she is, let alone where. Why do you care?" Y/N said with venom in his voice as Fury stood up and showed Y/N the results.

"I care because one of my agents...is your mother. I'm here to reunite you both." Fury said knowing the boy was only five and that the situation was delicate.

"My Mama abandoned me, you've got the wrong person-"

"No, you were taken from her by the so-called orphanage, I want to reunite you both." Fury said as he pressed a button and the straps retracted into the hospital bed, that was when it hit Y/N.

"I'm not in a public hospital am I?" Y/N said as Fury opened the door.

"Not exactly, no. Agent Hill, why don't you take Y/N to see his mother."

Natasha's room 1 hour earlier:

"Fury, I can't be his mother, I only have one kid and they were KIA at the Red Room for 'weakness'. I've seen the files and the photos, I cried over that fact for days, I can't be his mother." Natasha said sternly as Fury showed her blood test results.

"Blood test results from the hospital we found him in. How old would he be today if he was alive?"

"Five, they took him before I could even name him, they killed him when he was three Nick." Natasha said coldly as Fury looked blankly at her.

"Everything we know about this boy says you're wrong, the scars, the blood and DNA tests, the age, his background, this orphanage place. They all point to him being yours, go in there and talk to him." Fury said as Natasha huffed. "If he is your kid Romanoff he deserves to meet you and know the truth."

"Fine, but you fill him in on some stuff first and bring him to me, you know I'm not allowed in the medical bay unless it's for medical purposes, especially since the incident." Natasha said as Fury nodded.

Present:

Y/N was following Hill looking up at all of the people passing him by looking at him like he was a leper or something on the bottom of their shoe.

"Why are they looking at me like that?"

"Well, let's just say you're too young to normally be walking around this place." Hill said as Y/N glared at one of the passing agents causing them to look away. They entered a room where Y/N saw a redhead sat on a bed looking like she had been waiting. "Y/N, this is Agent Natasha Romanoff, she's your mother..."