Different (Peter Parker AG)

Here I am

Being in the Sanctum Sanctorum was getting comfortable after 5 years that I did everything to bring back my father by my own and training to be as good as him with all the magic and the amazing powers that appeared when I didn't know I needed them. 

Even after being my whole life without knowing who my father was but trying the Strange last name not to follow me in my life or to stop my father to know about me because my mother wanted to protect him, me and everything around us.

And here I was, next to my father reading in the sacred library but with him not knowing about my truth identity. For him I was only Y/N, nothing about last names or my past because he hasn't ask for it and I don't feel that it was the right time to talk about it, all the problems there have been since he came back were a lot for him to receive that new information and maybe guilt. 

I look at him for a moment while I read and he was moving the tea spoon with his finger.

 —Have you lost something, Y/N?

He looked at me for a few seconds but I denied taking a sip of my coffee.

When the blip happened 5 years ago, not just my mother disappeared leaving me alone when I was 13 years old without knowing where to go or what to do, every person I knew was gone and the fear consumed me making me have multiple crisis. I even tried looking for my father with the hope of him to know what was going on or even staying with him, just for searching on the internet I bumped with the news that he was now a hero. But he was gone too, leaving me as an orphan (at least that was what I thought at the moment).

That was my life until I arrived to this place when I was walking without a destination because the world was chaotic, my grandparents were gone too and my closest family was far away from me or didn't even know about my existence. 

Going with the amazing Avengers was not an option, maybe because they wouldn't believe that I was Doctor Strange's daughter and I might bother them.

Matt, one of the wizards who stayed in charge of the New York sanitarium was the one who opened me the doors  when I arrive and he had this feeling that I was made to be here and after he knew I was Strange's daughter he decided to train me personally, even thinking that I could be better than my own father, but I think that it was a lot of pressure trying to fill his shoes.

Beat Dormammu? Please, I can't walk around this place without being scold for being barefoot or eating without a napkin or a plate (blame Wong for screaming at me too many times I can barely count just because they are crumbs on the rug).

After the Avengers beat Thanos, the ones who disappear, came back in a weird way (Wong appeared out of nowhere scaring me and we were about to fight each other when Strange called him for the last mission with Thanos) and now everything seems to be normal, in some way we are protecting the world from another hazards that could happen that the Avengers can't manage and they need magic.

The first time I met my father formally he was exhausted and aching with everything that just happened physically and mentally, so I turned into his apprentice without him knowing where I came from, my last name or story.

Until today.

We were sitting and I started humming a song that I know Strange dedicated to my mother a while ago and they even dance it together, but it was an accident, it was not my intention for him to notice but after he showed it to my mother, she used to sing it to calm me or to make me sleep every other night.

I felt Strange's sight over me making me feel tense and I saw how he close his book without taking his eyes off me but I try to look chill.

—Y/N, where are you from?