The Black Knightress (Back up for fulls)

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June 9 2016
Avenger Compound
Sarah's POV

"Sarah Rogers, report to the Workshop." is announced

At this, I move my feet from the top of my father's desk top and role myself off his office chair. I leave through the doorway, terrified as to why i'm being called to the principal's office at eight tonight. On my way there, I see a mix of people working to themselves, but all the people I know best are nowhere to be seen.

After the tediously long stroll to Tony's workshop, I walk in to see something with a large black sheet over it while my father, uncle, Nat, Sam, Rhodey and Walter surrounding it.

"Why is Cappie here?"

"He wanted to see it to." my uncle expresses as he lets the spikey back

"See what?"

"Well my murderous Godsister, I sat in my workshop thinking about my past decades growing up with my dad and all he had to say about you and your wonderful, sarcastic, and annoying father here that I decided to make something. Now, this isn't a gift exactly, but I also built because I want and need you to help me deliver something to someone and it would take a while if we flew the jet there." Walter expresses

"You made what?"

"What i'm best at making-other than mistakes that annually end up on CNN."

He grabs the dark sheet and pulls the fabric from the object, revealing a light blue and dark red suit on a pedestal that's like his but the build more feminine than his are.

"T-Tony, what is this?" I get out

"A suit..for you."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

I furrow my eyebrows at him, but he ignore the look and waves me over to get a closer look at it. As I move closer to it, my family backs away and stands in the same crescent shape, but loosely surrounding Tony, the suit and myself.

"Tony, why are you doing this for me?" I ask again

"Dad wanted you safe, nothing will keep you safer than this. Other than your..bodyguards over there."

You must have really loved your father." I express as I drag my finger along the arm

"Yeah, I should have told him that the last time I saw him."

"Me too."

I peek over at him from behind the arm to see an unreadable expression on his face, one I haven't seen in a very long time, but only a Stark can perfect it. Though, Uncle Howard said I was a pretty good contender and that I might as well be a Stark, so maybe I can do it too.

"I would name it the Iron Patriot, but that was already taken by the bad guys before I met ya, so I compromised." Tony explains vaguely

"What are you talking about?" I worry

"Meet the newest Avenger, 'The Winter Patriot'." he announces proudly

I gasp at the title, so many emotions flow from that sound that each person standing in the room feels a particular one. However, the one person I expected it to hurt, seems to feel the best about it.

"We can call you 'Winnie' for short." Tătic mentions

I turn to him as fast as I can

"Wh-wh. You-you, why would you..?" I struggle to form my words as I walk to him

"I may not know my mother, but you remind me of your grandmother everyday, so since you're already named after yours..I can nickname you after my mother." my uncle rambles